GCLA VOL. 2 35

Chapter 35: Who Will Be the Villain?

A flash of blood-red light crossed Jiang Yan’s eyes, but he lowered his eyelids and lifted a hand to pat my head. “Silly girl, it’s not worth it.”

“But I…”

“Perhaps this is for your protection?” He looked up at me, and I froze. He slowly withdrew his hand and looked at the pendant on my chest. “This pendant contains immense energy. Such a thing could only belong to an ancient god family, yet you, a mortal, possess it…” He raised his eyes to meet mine. “Therefore, there’s only one possibility: one of your parents is an ancient god. However, for love, they gave up being a god and chose to be a mortal.”

I nodded excitedly, “Yes! I thought so too! It’s me!”

“Don’t say it!” He suddenly raised his hand to stop me, looking at me seriously. “You absolutely cannot say it, because one more descendant of a god means one more person vying for the position of Lord God!”

My eyes widened in shock. He looked at me deeply. “Now, do you understand the gravity of the situation?”

My heart pounded wildly. I lowered my head in a panic, nervously clenching my hands. This truth was too shocking! Too unexpected!

Vying for the position of Lord God!

According to the “History of the Gods,” it is indeed time to cultivate the third generation of gods to manage the Six Realms. However, they must also choose a Lord God from among the third generation, equivalent to the emperor in the human world! The Jade Emperor in mythology! The Buddha in Buddhist scriptures! Jesus in the Bible! Zeus in Greek mythology!

What fierce competition!

And I, a mere mortal, wouldn’t be instantly annihilated?!

Xia Xiaolan, you must stay calm! You really need to calm down!

The truth is important, but safety is equally important. Will this matter also implicate my father?!

Absolutely!

I must stay calm, calm!

I need to think this through.

Inhale—exhale—inhale—exhale—

I started to calm myself down. I couldn’t just grab anyone and ask random questions. It could really lead to trouble.

My father had a good reason for telling me not to let anyone see my pendant. So far, only Feng Lingcan and Jiang Yan have seen it.

I remembered that when Feng Lingcan saw it before, his expression also changed. Could he have already suspected something?

“The battle for Lord God will be exceptionally cruel and bloody. That position is too tempting…” Jiang Yan sighed, picking up a blood bag and taking a sip. “The God War is not far off…”

“Then… could the BOSS (black-clothed boss) be related to the selection of the Lord God?” I looked at him.

He narrowed his eyes in the moonlight. “Anything is possible. Who wouldn’t want to be the Lord God, commanding all gods and ruling the Six Realms? On the surface, it seems like Xuanyuan Chen is the most likely candidate, and the various families appear harmonious, but this harmony is too…disharmonious.”

“So that’s why you suspect the person in black is from an ancient family?”

“Yes.” He nodded.

“Then who could it be?”

He frowned. “Hard to say. Everyone in the royal palace went to the Demon Realm last time, right?” He looked at me, and I nodded. “Yes, they all went. Xuanyuan Chen, Fu Su, the God of Light, Hong Ri, Bai Ying, and Xuan Yue all went to rescue Feng Lingcan.”

After hearing this, Jiang Yan began to frown. “They went to rescue Feng Lingcan, and at that time, you encountered the woman in white. Therefore, it only proves that the people in the royal palace aren’t the person in black or the woman in white. However, there are other members of the ancient families, so…” His blue eyes suddenly flickered, and he turned to look into the distance, with a smile playing on his lips. “Hmm… It seems he really has taken a liking to you, coming to find you as soon as he returns.”

“Who?” As I wondered, a figure descended in the moonlight, landing beside Jiang Yan. I looked up, stunned. It was actually Feng Lingcan!

“Feng Lingcan, why are you here?”

When he saw me with Jiang Yan, he frowned slightly, crossing his arms and looking at me seriously. “Xiaolan, you’re no longer safe here.”

“How am I not safe?” Jiang Yan raised an eyebrow, looking listless with the blood bag in his mouth, but his eyes had already sharpened. “Just say it directly~~~~”

“Fine.” Feng Lingcan looked down at Jiang Yan, his face losing its usual gentleness for the first time, replaced by coldness. “You’ve already drunk Xiaolan’s blood, so your resistance to her will start to weaken. I’m also doing this for Xiaolan’s good. I see you’re still drinking dog blood, which means you don’t want to lose control and drink Xiaolan’s, right?”

“Hmph.” Jiang Yan chuckled lightly and suddenly reached out to pull me to his side. Feng Lingcan’s expression immediately darkened. Jiang Yan put his arm around my shoulder, the blood bag still in his mouth. “We’re doing just fine. No need for outsiders to meddle. Xiaolan, isn’t that right?”

“Huh?” I looked at him blankly. He glanced sideways at me, leaning down to whisper in my ear, “Aren’t you afraid he’ll misunderstand and think you like him?”

“Oh! Right, right, right!” I immediately put my arm around Jiang Yan’s shoulder, smiling at Feng Lingcan. “Yes, we’re doing great. I don’t mind him drinking my blood at all.”

“You don’t mind?” Feng Lingcan looked surprised.

I smiled. “We’re family, so why would I mind? Human blood needs to be changed regularly anyway. I think it’s good for my health!”

“Exactly! Xiaolan!” Jiang Yan praised loudly. “I’ll drink from you regularly to speed up your blood metabolism!”

“Hee hee.” I laughed foolishly.

Feng Lingcan frowned, tugging at his collar uneasily. He looked at me for a moment, then walked over and sat beside me. I immediately tensed up. Jiang Yan gave me a sideways glance, signaling me to lean closer to him. I leaned slightly towards him. “Slap!” Suddenly, Feng Lingcan grabbed my wrist. I was startled and froze.

“Xiaolan, why are you avoiding me?” His voice suddenly came from beside me.

“I…” I felt awkward. I couldn’t just say it directly, could I? “Hey, I think you’re acting strange. You don’t think I saved you because I like you, do you? That would be so embarrassing!” That was just my and Jiang Yan’s speculation. If it wasn’t true, wouldn’t that be mortifying?

“Xiaolan doesn’t want you constantly looking at her with gratitude as if she sacrificed herself to save you~~~~” Jiang Yan suddenly spoke lazily from the side. I breathed a sigh of relief, once again relying on Jiang Yan.

I still remember when I first entered the Waste House; everyone there relied on Jiang Yan. He was like everyone’s spokesperson, expressing their inner thoughts. I didn’t expect that today, he would also speak my mind.