Xia Hongyao arrived, still dressed in her well-tailored black trousers and white shirt, with a red tie, and her hair combed into a thick, coarse braid hanging down her back.

She glanced at her sister, and after confirming she was unharmed, her gaze fell upon Lin Baici.

This young man was eating a deity raw.

Not metaphorically, but literally consuming it raw!

Xia Hongyao’s brows furrowed slightly as she watched, deep in thought.

Why was the deity that appeared today so weak?

And how could Lin Baici actually consume a deity?

But in his current state, he seemed to be contaminated, right?

Hmm!

A very interesting specimen, worthy of study.

“Sis, please, save him?” Xia Hongyao, who had always been terrified of Xia Hongyao like a mouse of a cat, rarely dared to ask for anything. But today, for Lin Baici’s sake, she spoke up.

“Do you think he needs my help?” Xia Hongyao countered.

“Uh…”

Xia Hongyao was at a loss for words. Judging by the battle, Lin Baici had won, having torn and devoured the artistic youth alive, but his condition was clearly not right.

“He…”

Xia Hongyao wanted to say that Lin Baici had eaten an eyeball-shaped divine corpse, but the words died on her lips.

She feared harming Lin Baici.

Her sister was very principled, and if she deemed Lin Baici valuable, what if she took him for experimentation? Then, even if Xia Hongyao was her own sister, pleading would be of no use.

“Don’t worry, he should be fine!” Xia Hongyao said, then turned her head to look into the depths of the darkness: “The renowned Black Sea Emperor, do you enjoy skulking about?”

Normally, Xia Hongyao would be a bit panicked encountering such a notorious figure, knowing she couldn’t beat him, but now…

I’m afraid you’ll die too quickly!

“Xia Hongyao?”

The Black Sea Emperor stepped forward, glancing at Lin Baici before focusing on Xia Hongyao. This woman, in her twenties, exuded a powerful aura, more oppressive than those of the Nine Provinces’ Dragon Wings.

“Good, the Lost Coast can be removed from the map today!” Xia Hongyao pulled out a pair of thin red leather gloves from her pocket and put them on.

The back of the gloves bore strange patterns that made one’s heart palpitate with fear and dizziness at a mere glance.

“Ha ha!”

The Black Sea Emperor laughed, having heard of Xia Hongyao’s name and her impressive battle record, but he hadn’t expected her to be so arrogant.

“Do you want to test my sister’s mettle, thinking you can’t beat her but can run away?”

Xia Hongyao shook her head, looking at the Black Sea Emperor with pity. Many before had thought the same, only to be killed by her sister.

It could be said that the Black Sea Emperor’s failure to flee upon first seeing Xia Hongyao sealed his fate to die today.

“Take him away!”

Xia Hongyao commanded, walking towards the Black Sea Emperor as if she were strolling in the suburbs.

Xia Hongyao knew her sister meant Lin Baici, not including Jin Yingzhen and Hua Yueyu, because in her eyes, their lives were insignificant.

She picked up one in each arm, then rushed towards Lin Baici: “Little Lin!”

Lin Baici turned to Xia Hongyao, his mouth stained crimson, his eyes fierce with the savagery, disdain, and ferocity of a top predator!

Roar!

Lin Baici roared, throwing a punch at Xia Hongyao’s head.

Snap!

Xia Hongyao snapped her fingers.

Boom!

Lin Baici’s fist exploded, blood and flesh splattering.

Drip! Drip!

Blood rained down.

The intense pain immediately stimulated Lin Baici’s nerves, bringing him back to his senses.

“Little Lin!”

Xia Hongyao looked at Lin Baici with concern: “Let’s go, time to go home!”

With her high ponytail, she clamped Jin Yingzhen under her left arm, bit Hua Yueyu’s clothes with her teeth, holding her in her mouth, and reached for Lin Baici.

“Home?”

The word triggered memories of his mother in Lin Baici’s mind, and the overwhelming desire to devour everything began to dissipate.

“Let’s go home!”

Lin Baici turned and charged into the darkness.

“Little Lin!”

Xia Hongyao was startled and hurried after him.

The Black Sea Emperor tried to take advantage of Xia Hongyao’s distraction to launch a surprise attack, but she was completely unconcerned with the events unfolding elsewhere.

“Become my dog, and you can live!”

Xia Hongyao spoke earnestly, not as a provocation or insult, but as a genuine offer.

“Go to hell!”

The Black Sea Emperor roared, a trident appearing in his hand. With a casual shake, water materialized out of thin air, pressing in on Xia Hongyao from all sides.

“I only repeat an offer twice!”

Xia Hongyao looked at the Black Sea Emperor: “So, when I ask you to be a dog for the second time, you’d better agree, otherwise…”

Snap!

Xia Hongyao snapped her fingers.

Boom!

One of the Black Sea Emperor’s eyes burst open, his vision instantly smeared with blood.

…

Outside the provincial museum, the area had already been placed under martial law.Despite the birth of God’s Ruins during the day, due to the mirage system, the citizens outside had no idea what had happened here.

They thought it was a high-ranking official inspecting Haijing City, which led to the road closure.

The entire Haijing Security Bureau mobilized all available divine hunters at the first moment, but by Xia Hongyao’s command, none entered God’s Ruins and instead stood by outside.

There were many people, but no one noticed that a girl with a bun quietly left.

…

Shen Xin stood by the roadside and hailed a passing taxi.

Soon, the taxi stopped beside her.

After getting in, Shen Xin said, “To Haijing Art Institute,” then leaned back in her seat and closed her eyes to rest.

The driver couldn’t help but size up the girl through the rearview mirror.

Such temperament!

An artist, perhaps?

“Why did you choose me?”

Shen Xin suddenly spoke.

The driver jumped, thinking his peeping had been caught, but then he realized the question was a bit puzzling.

“Because of my talent for painting?”

Shen Xin laughed at herself: “Is this what you call talent? I’ve just painted twenty years more than others.”

…

The driver’s scalp tingled.

What’s with this girl?

Could she be mentally ill?

It’s hard to tell; she looks so pretty, but her mind might be ill!

The driver subconsciously stepped on the gas, speeding up the car. He was genuinely afraid the woman might suddenly pull out a fruit knife on him.

Better to get to the destination and finish the job quickly.

After resting for a few minutes, Shen Xin put on her headphones, took out her phone, opened Bilibili, and started playing Lin Da’s chanting videos.

Just listening once, her irritable mood immediately calmed down a lot.

“A very outstanding work?”

Shen Xin’s mouth twitched: “Mind your words, it’s a masterpiece!”

She opened the comment section, where over ninety percent were praises, and even the few trolls had been sprayed into silence.

The literary youth had shed its shell, and Shen Xin was the one it had chosen.

In Haijing, apart from dragon-level powerhouses like Xia Hongyao and a few deities, they had already divided the territory, not allowing other deities to intrude.

However, this literary deity had no intention of hunting here; it just wanted to appreciate paintings, architecture, sculptures, and the like.

…

When Lin Baici regained consciousness, he was sitting on a high-speed train bound for Guangqing.

His head throbbed painfully. He pinched his brow, and the events that had transpired began to surface in his mind.

“What have I done?”

Lin Baici looked at his hands, which were normal, then turned on his phone’s camera to look at his face.

Apart from looking a bit haggard and having bloodshot eyes, there was no difference from before.

“I’m not contaminated?”

Lin Baici was overjoyed: “Shen God, Shen God, this place shouldn’t be some kind of illusion, right?”

[You’re fine, you’re on your way home!]

“Home?”

Lin Baici’s subsequent memories were fuzzy; he didn’t even remember how he bought the ticket, passed the security check, or entered the station.

Wait!

Lin Baici was startled and quickly looked down to see bloodstains and dirt on his clothes, looking very disheveled. The police should have questioned him, right?

Lin Baici immediately turned his head to look around. This was a second-class carriage, not very crowded, with about thirty people sitting in twos and threes.

“Sunflower seeds, peanuts, eight-treasure porridge, beer, soft drinks, mineral water, please tuck in your feet!”

A uniformed attendant pushed the food cart past. It was already autumn, but she still wore a skirt and black stockings.

Everything seemed normal.

Lin Baici lowered his eyelids.

There was a problem.

Given Xia Hongyao’s character, she wouldn’t ignore him, so why did she let him board the train home alone?

Could all these people be divine hunters waiting to capture me?

“Hehe!”

Lin Baici looked at the window and smiled.

On the window, Lin Baici’s reflection showed eight white teeth, seemingly still stained with the flesh and blood of a deity.

“It seems I ate that guy?”

Lin Baici didn’t feel disgusted; instead, he felt somewhat unsatisfied.

Eating the remains of a god could harvest divine grace, so a living deity should contribute even more divine grace, right?

Lin Baici concentrated on recalling, and some knowledge that had become instinctual surfaced in his mind.

“Lightning Strike, once activated, any movement of the divine hunter will be as fast as lightning and sparks from flint, passing in a flash, almost imperceptible to anyone!”

This was the divine grace Lin Baici obtained from the ancestral god’s remains, and it was with this that Lin Baici was able to overpower the literary youth.

“Ha, supreme divine grace!”

Lin Baici was so pleased that he couldn’t help but smile.

Simply put, this divine grace allowed Lin Baici to accelerate.

For example, when a cup of water was spilled, if Lin Baici activated this divine grace, then in his eyes, the spilled water would move very slowly relative to him, and he could use a cup to catch the water again.

Of course, the divine energy contained in this eyeball relic was also absorbed by Lin Baici, strengthening his body.In addition to that, there were two divine graces bestowed upon him by the god with a flair for the arts.

The first one, Soul Sketching.

Anything that Lin Baici had laid eyes on, he could swiftly draw it out, capturing its essence so vividly that it could be mistaken for the real thing.

It could be said that Lin Baici had now become a master of painting. If he couldn’t find a job in software after graduation, he could easily work for a game company creating character portraits, or even draw his own comics to submit for publication.

Such was the power of Soul Sketching.