Under the vilification from Su Li, the conflicting argunts of the two people beca a joke among their circle of friends.
At this ti, most people still sided with the woman.
Judging others by oneself, normal people really wouldn’t do sothing like what Cong Shan did.
Moreover, speaking ill of an ex after breaking up left an extrely bad impression on others.
No matter how frugal Cong Shan was, the small amount of money that only saw expenditures without any surplus was quickly used up.
Although he had found a job, he hadn’t succeeded in securing business deals, and his basic salary seed a distant dream, with no knowledge of when it would materialize.
Cong Shan’s hair was about to turn white with worry.
Why was making money so difficult...
Thinking back on the past, the large sums of money he had generously given away, his heart would painfully throb.
You don’t realize the cost of groceries until you run a household.
Every night, as he lay on the simple bed with only a wooden plank, waves of regret swept over him.
Sotis, hearing the growling sounds of his stomach, he wished he could get up, run to those who had received his gifts, and demand all the money and goods back.
Survival was facing extre challenges; what use was spiritual wealth?
"Dingling... Warning, warning, the observed does not et the conditions of a good person."
"The subject’s assessnt fails to qualify, the system will disengage imdiately, please select a new Master of Good."
Unaware, Cong Shan still lay with his eyes opened, staring blankly at the ceiling, lost in thought.
He decided he would borrow so money from his forr classmates the next day, to sohow get through this embarrassing situation.
And the chanical sound ringing in his ears, he was blissfully unaware, as if he hadn’t heard it at all.
anwhile, far away in her apartnt, Su Li suddenly sat up sharply, eyes fixed intently on a spot in the void, seemingly looking through layers of space toward the source of the noise.
"I’m so annoyed, what happened... This man was the longest observed subject and also the most appropriate, clearly almost eting the standards, how could he suddenly fail the test?"
Following the chanical voice, a lively female voice rose in the void, seemingly complaining to soone.
"This... can’t be helped, this thing is just so inflexible, we can only continue to look for another suitable good person candidate, the competition has already started, it cannot stop..."
"Alright, we’ll have to do that."
"Before the rules of this small world close, let notify my senior brother, let him know, I will definitely collect enough Faith Power for him, he doesn’t have to work so hard anymore..."
These conversations between the two outsiders were clearly heard by Su Li.
Faith Power?
Su Li had also once obtained it in a small world and naturally knew what it was.
Generally, you perform a great act of rit and then receive heartfelt gratitude and veneration from those you helped to obtain it.
Compared to rit Power, obtaining Faith Power was even more challenging.
Su Li had also gathered so in a few small worlds by a stroke of fortunate coincidence.
And the confident tone of that outsider she had just overheard, hinting at taking this small world into their possession.
Thinking back on the terms they had ntioned: Master of Good, competition, Faith Power...
Words like these, a truth that begged to be acknowledged slowly surfaced.
Starting to think critically, a frightening speculation gradually ford in Su Li’s mind.
The biggest Golden Finger of Cong Shan’s past life, suddenly obtaining good fortune as if granted by a Carp Spirit, must be this thing.
It seed those two outsiders possessed special thods that made the people they had helped loyal to them to the death.
These techniques for controlling people’s minds already amounted to walking a crooked path and certainly weren’t sothing perford on the Righteous Path.
As for the identities of these two outsiders, they were unknown.
This was the first ti Su Li had encountered people who could traverse the barriers between worlds and appear in a small world at their own free will.
Even when Su Li had been in a Cultivation world, reached Great Power, she hadn’t possessed the ability to freely travel between worlds as they did.
This only made Su Li’s curiosity intensify.
"Little Miao, I keep feeling like soone’s watching us..."
Su Li sat on the edge of the bed, her toe-tapping suddenly stopping.
It was interesting; perhaps her gaze was too penetrating, for the other party seed to feel it slightly.
Despite not currently cultivating highly advanced techniques in this body, Su Li was, after all, a person who had comprehended the rules.
Hiding her own aura was still sothing she could manage.
Even if an elder of the Mahayana Realm appeared here, Su Li was confident they wouldn’t discover her.
But now... she was quickly proven wrong.
It wasn’t clear if it was an innate talent of the observers, or if they truly possessed exceptional abilities.
If it was the latter, that would be problematic.
The battle with the Goddess in the world of the Carp Spirit was still vivid in her mind; it had been a narrow escape back then, and Su Li wasn’t sure she could be that lucky again.
She no longer had another powerful King Cup by her side to fend off disasters.
Su Li imdiately retracted her Divine Sense quickly but didn’t withdraw completely.
"There’s nothing, Second Young Lady; are you sure you weren’t mistaken?"
"Eh, it’s gone... maybe I was just too sensitive."
"How could there be anything threatening us in such a small world that hasn’t even ford a complete power system?"
Because she had alerted them just now, the magnetic fields of the two outsiders wavered for an instant.
Just that instant allowed Su Li to catch a gap and see those two outsiders hiding in a Different Space.
To be precise, those two outsiders weren’t humanoid beings.
Rather, one was a girl with horns on her head and the other was a completely white Little White Tiger without a single speck of stray fur.
That girl’s appearance reminded Su Li of a painting album she had once seen.
A Dragon Girl enveloped in Immortal Energy.
The Dragon Girl’s features were about forty to fifty percent similar to this girl’s; one look, and it was clear there was definitely a connection between them.
If not mother and daughter, then sisters.
And that album was from mories that had been discarded and then regained.
In those old mories, her past self had been harmoniously married to her husband.
Painting eyebrows, adding allure with red sleeves—such couple-like activities were frequent.
The woman in her mories loved to support her chin with her hands and watch her husband paint; it was a favorite pasti.
And her husband loved to sketch his wife, creating portraits in various scenes until there was nearly no room left in the study to hang them.
But one day, she accidentally found a well-preserved scroll in a secret compartnt.
A portrait of a legendary Goddess.
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