Quick Transmigration: Help, The Male Leads Are All Broken!

The flower of love has bloomed, so is love itself far behind?

Unfortunately, when facing the prideful Death God, even the blooming of the flower of love was disregarded by him.

The flower of love was beautiful, but it hadn't fully bloomed yet. It was still just a crystal-clear bud.

Su Tang was very curious about its appearance when fully bloomed, so she meticulously cared for it every day.

"Do you like it that much?" The Death God had only said it was the flower of love that day, without a detailed explanation, so in his opinion, the girl simply loved flowers.

Su Tang changed the water, gently and carefully touching the bud. "I like it. Its appearance is like my new life now. Although I don't know what the future holds, it's so beautiful, so my future must also be beautiful."

The flower of love thrived under the soft glow of the night pearl. Su Tang looked at the flower, the Death God looked at her, and finally, the Death God chuckled softly.

"Yes, it will be very beautiful."

As his words fell, the girl smiled radiantly. The Death God thought back to their first meeting. She was a scruffy little black cat then, but her tenacious vitality had attracted him. He was the Death God, in charge of death. Whether human or animal, most would automatically avoid him. They feared him, dreaded him. Yet, only this little black cat, trembling and on the verge of collapse, reached out and grabbed his trouser leg.

At that time, he met her gaze, looking into those clear, emerald eyes. He had seen countless dying creatures, all of them, without exception, with dull eyes. Only hers were incredibly bright.

That was the first time the Death God had touched such a small, fragile creature, but surprisingly, he didn't feel disgusted.

He picked up the little black cat. The little creature in his palm was warm and soft. She trusted him wholeheartedly. At that time, the Death God thought, she trusted him so much, he couldn't let down this first little creature who wasn't afraid of him.

So, he took her in.

The little black cat didn't disappoint him either. With her tenacious vitality, even in the Underworld, she still lived a vibrant life, sometimes even so mischievous that he felt a headache.

"Persephone, there's a banquet next month."

The Death God's words stunned Su Tang. She had been in the Underworld for three years, and truthfully, she had only attended one divine banquet. It was that time that she was shot in the chest with an arrow, which directly killed her little black cat body.

She tilted her head slightly, with no fear in her eyes, only a trace of worry. "Will that banquet harm you, My Lord?"

The Death God smiled faintly. Even at this time, she wasn't afraid of being hurt again, but instead, she was wholeheartedly thinking of him. "No, this time, I will protect you."

Gods all have Divinities. In this world, no matter what species you are, as long as you have your own Divinity, you will become a god.

Similarly, losing your Divinity means you are about to die.

In this world, strength reigns supreme. As long as you are strong enough, you can seize a god's Divinity.

Therefore, the Divine Realm was never peaceful.

The Death God had previously been indifferent to those gods. He was solitary, away from everything, but now, he had to find a Divinity for his little darling.

"What kind of Divinity do you like?" The topic jumped abruptly, and the Death God added, "Light, Wisdom, Flame, or some other Divinity?"

Su Tang was stunned. The Divinities he mentioned were currently held by gods, and they were all of the Light element, in stark contrast to his Dark element.

She didn't answer immediately, but thought carefully, and finally shook her head.

The Death God raised an eyebrow. "Don't like these?"

"I thought about it carefully. Seizing a Divinity can make one a god, but that's too weak." She spoke, her eyes shining slightly, a confident smile overflowing from the corners of her mouth. She asked, "My Lord, are you willing to believe in me?"

Human lifespans are very short. Su Tang was already eighteen, and she had never received formal guidance before, so at this age, it was late to start cultivating.

However, the Death God agreed.

"Okay, I'll teach you."

Su Tang was no ordinary person. Her soul was powerful, so she learned quickly. At first, Moca and the others thought that their Lord was truly doting on her endlessly, willing to do even this, until she lit her own life flame with her fingertip for the first time.

Everyone's life flame is different, some dim, some bright, but Moca swore he had never seen anyone's life flame so brilliant, except for gods, of course.

"Miss Persephone, are you sure you don't have divine blood?"

Su Tang replied, "As far as I know, my parents are both ordinary people."

Moca exclaimed, and even the Death God raised his eyebrows in surprise.

Under the brilliant flame, the childishness on the girl's face faded, and at the same time, she began to become exquisitely beautiful.

The Death God didn't deny it, nor did he want to. He was captivated. He suddenly began to anticipate what kind of Divinity the girl would possess if she became a god one day.

A month passed quickly.

The Divine Realm banquet was actually no different from those aristocratic banquets, but when the Death God appeared with a female companion, especially a human female companion, the banquet erupted.

Gods also had power levels. Powerful ones, like the Death God, were First-Level Gods.

Up to now, there were only two First-Level Gods.

The Death God and the God of Light.

Previously, the God of Love had tried every way to get involved with the Death God. Besides the so-called love, it was more about his combat power. So powerful, as long as he shared a little with her, she could jump from a Fifth-Level God to a Third-Level God.

But now, Su Tang's appearance was like a mockery. What good was being a god? She was not even as good as a human!

The God of Love had lost her wings, and her divine level had dropped all the way down; now, the former Fifth-Level God had become a Seventh-Level God. And Su Tang, as long as the Death God was willing, becoming a god was only a matter of time.

"Death God, who is this beautiful lady?"

The first to speak was the God of Light. He had three pairs of pure white wings, and when he smiled, his whole being glowed.

The God of Light's beauty was different from the Death God's. Although equally handsome, the God of Light's divine power made people yearn for him and want to get close to him, while the Death God was the opposite; he made people afraid.

Everyone thought Su Tang would happily step forward, and those with less self-control might even be disrespectful.

However, Su Tang didn't. She just nodded politely, staying by the Death God's side. She was like a little princess, confident and proud.

All the gods were stunned. This… this was impossible. That was the God of Light. If he emitted his affinity, even they, as gods, couldn't resist it. Was this little girl really a human?

The Death God and the God of Light were at odds, but as fellow First-Level Gods, they were both very rational and never fought. After all, one careless move could easily destroy a race.

"Persephone." The Death God introduced Su Tang, then licked his dark red lips, his voice husky and seductive. "Mine."

The single word "mine" undoubtedly declared his ownership of Su Tang.

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