Chapter 442: The Divine Maiden Is About to Lose?

Just once!

Once this thought appeared in Su Nian’s mind, it became unstoppable.

Su Nian took a sharp breath.

Her blue eyes, clouded with desire, flashed with a desperate resolve.

She slowly raised her slender, pale hand.

A wisp of brilliant golden divine power silently gathered at her fingertip, like living liquid gold, dancing nimbly on her skin.

This thread of divine power was no longer meant to weave an empty illusion for herself alone.

Its target pierced through the shabby walls of the inn, crossed the endless night and mountains, and aimed directly at the distant top floor of the castle she had sealed with her own hands—the man she had imprisoned there.

Castle District, top-floor circular bedroom.

This place had been completely transformed by Su Nian’s divine power into a gorgeous and indestructible cage.

Golden divine runes covered every inch of the walls, floor, and ceiling.

Light flowed endlessly, exuding a sacred and inviolable aura at all times.

Chu Tian sat cross-legged in the center of the room.

His once impeccable black dress robes were now wrinkled.

His handsome face bore a hint of dishevelment and lingering gloom.

He had been imprisoned here for two full days.

The golden light cord that had bound his body had long been broken by his uninterrupted magical assault, but this sealed space constructed by divine power left him helpless.

The fluctuations of space magic touched the walls, only to be completely isolated and smoothed over by a higher-level law force.

He couldn’t tear open even the slightest crack.

He had tried every method.

His proud, peak demigod-level magical power condensed into a devastating beam and struck those golden divine runes, but it vanished like snowflakes falling into lava, without so much as a ripple.

This was god-level power, an absolute suppression of life’s hierarchy.

His heart was filled with irresolvable confusion, anger, and even a hint of frustration he was unwilling to admit to himself.

So close.

A failure at the final step.

He had accumulated enough strength to deal with the approaching Demon Army.

He no longer needed to get stronger by humiliating Su Nian.

So he had prepared that wedding dress, that ring.

He had even planned to let go of the past, propose to the girl who had sacrificed so much for him, and then stand by her side to resolve the world’s greatest crisis.

But that woman—the girl he thought he had completely conquered—had been acting the entire time.

All her obedience, all her submission, all those unbelievable acts of initiative and depravity—they were all for this moment.

A most elaborate disguise, carefully planned over countless days and nights.

A desperate gamble where she used herself as bait and humiliation as the price to ultimately gain power.

He should have thought of it sooner.

That girl’s near-unreasonable growth rate, and the surging, abnormal humiliation emotions the system registered every time he bullied her, had brought in a massive amount of Annoyance Value.

Before, he had foolishly thought Su Nian was getting stronger because she had become an idol and a Saintess and gained followers.

‘This woman… was quite the little liar!’ Chu Tian gritted his teeth.

A glint of unconvinced cold light flashed in his eyes.

When he got out, he would make her know the consequences of deceiving him…

He would make her cry, take the initiative, and kneel before him begging for mercy!

He would make her understand who her true Master was!

Unfortunately, he was locked here now, unable to move.

Not to mention revenge—even the most basic means of getting stronger by obtaining Annoyance Value was completely cut off.

How could he turn things around?

Just as Chu Tian was at his wit’s end, a force descended without warning.

It wasn’t an attack.

Rather, it was a kind of pull… an absolute power that ignored space and divine seals, acting directly on the soul’s origin.

Chu Tian’s consciousness abruptly blurred.

The glowing golden divine runes before his eyes began to twist and spin, eventually turning into a chaotic stream of light that swallowed all his perceptions.

His soul was yanked out of his body by an invisible giant hand and thrown into a bottomless vortex.

Weightlessness.

A tearing sensation.

As if being thrown into a stellar furnace, crushed, and then reshaped.

When his consciousness re-gathered, Chu Tian found himself standing in a void of pure white space.

Beneath his feet was a floor as smooth as a mirror, yet it strangely reflected no image.

Above was an endless white firmament, without sun, moon, or stars, without a single impurity.

Nothing surrounded him.

Chu Tian furrowed his brow.

His body tensed instantly, entering the highest state of alert.

An unfamiliar environment.

An unknown power.

‘Was that woman Su Nian up to some new trick?’

He willed it and tried to mobilize the magic within him.

A torrent of immense magic, belonging to a peak demigod, surged smoothly through his meridians without any stagnation or suppression.

This relaxed his taut nerves a little.

As long as his power remained, he still had room to maneuver.

The next second, the pure white space in front of him rippled with a silent ring.

A figure slowly coalesced from the interplay of light and shadow.

A pure white holy dress, with faint golden divine runes flowing along its hem.

Waterfall-like golden hair fell softly, brushing against her slender waist.

On that peerless face, carved by the gods, was now written a perfectly appropriate daze and a hint of vigilance.

It was Su Nian.

She seemed to have just arrived in this space as well, frowning beautifully as she looked around.

Those sky-blue eyes revealed the same confusion as his.

The moment Chu Tian saw her, his pupils contracted sharply.

The magic within him erupted wildly, crashing through his meridians, almost bursting out.

The killing intent surged uncontrollably.

Was she going to settle things here?

But his pent-up force abruptly stopped.

He didn’t act immediately.

He knew very well that going head-to-head against a true god-level being with his current strength was like throwing an egg at a rock.

Chu Tian wasn’t stupid.

Besides, he also sensed something off.

The Su Nian before him no longer had that overwhelming divine majesty that could suppress all things and make even his will to resist impossible.

That icy battle intent that would thoroughly settle accounts and grind him to dust was also gone.

On the other side.

When Su Nian’s consciousness descended into this pure white space and saw that man standing alive not far away, her heart skipped a beat uncontrollably.

It was him.

Not that hollow illusion woven from memories and lacking a soul.

The Chu Tian before her was tense, every muscle brimming with power.

Those deep eyes burned with a familiar flame mixed with anger and a desire to conquer.

This overflowing sense of “real person” instantly rekindled the dormant heat deep in her body.

A shiver of pleasant surprise raced up her brain like a weak electric current.

Perfect.

But she quickly restrained that trace of joy.

She absolutely could not let this bastard discover that it was she who had taken the initiative to pull him in.

Even less could she let him know that the purpose of constructing this world was for… to be… to be conquered by him again…

Su Nian’s cheeks began to heat up.

‘It’s fine. This is just an illusion.’ She kept telling herself in her heart.

In reality, she was still the lofty victor.

The problem now was, how could she “naturally” be defeated by this angry man and then… accept punishment?

She had just displayed god-level absolute power in reality.

If she started a fight now and then pretended to lose, that shoddy acting wouldn’t just embarrass herself; it would be seen through by this sharp guy.

In a flash of lightning, a plan took shape in her mind.

There had to be a perfect reason even he couldn’t argue against.

Su Nian silently issued a series of commands to the System deep within her heart.

After doing this, she raised her eyes to look at the man she both hated and yearned for.

“Why am I here?”

Su Nian spoke first.

Her voice was clear and cold, carrying the majesty befitting a god.

She pretended to look around this void in surprise, those beautiful sky-blue eyes first showing a hint of just-right panic, then swiftly turning into thick wariness.

“Is this your doing?”

She questioned coldly, perfectly playing the role of complaining first.

But deep in that seemingly icy voice hid a trace of guilt even she found hard to detect.

“I should be asking you that.”

Chu Tian laughed coldly, his voice devoid of any warmth.

He stepped forward, releasing his peak demigod aura without reservation, yet it failed to stir any waves in this pure white space.

“You imprisoned me, and now you use these means to pull me into this godforsaken place.”

His gaze, as if tangible, examined Su Nian inch by inch.

“Su Nian… what trick are you trying to pull now?”

He remained strong.

Even though he knew clearly there was an insurmountable gap in strength between him and the girl before him, he would never yield an inch.

When the words “what trick are you trying to pull now” entered her ears, Su Nian’s body stiffened instantly.

She came here not to pull tricks, but to be… tricked.

Su Nian forcibly suppressed the agitation in her heart, maintaining her aloof goddess demeanor, and continued speaking.

“Hmph, I don’t know! I woke up and found myself here!”

The timing should be about right.

‘System, it’s your turn.’

Chu Tian narrowed his eyes, staring at her intently.

‘Could it be… not her after all? Was it some unknown, more powerful existence that had stripped both their consciousnesses from the real world and thrown them into this strange space?’

Just as suspicion grew in his heart.

Within this pure white space, a cold, emotionless mechanical voice rang out abruptly, echoing by their ears.

[Welcome to the ‘True Dream’.]

Su Nian, at the perfect moment, showed panic, but her heart was racing wildly.

Here it is.

[Rule One: Within this space, the strength of both parties will be forcibly balanced.]

The moment the voice fell, Su Nian clearly felt the vast divine power within her—enough to destroy the world—being forcibly suppressed and sealed by an intangible law force, falling to a realm she was all too familiar with.

[Rule Two: The loser will unconditionally accept any punishment from the victor.]

Hearing that combat power would be balanced and losing would result in punishment, Su Nian deliberately took a small step back, feigning nervousness.

Her originally fair and smooth face flushed with large patches of seductive red.

[The game begins now.]

Everything was ready.

She was going to… lose again?

Su Nian’s fingertips hanging by her side trembled slightly from excessive excitement.

She felt like she was about to burn up.

‘So looking forward to it… so excited!’