Deities Are All Just My Food-Chapter 2303 - 1030: Suzuka Momoka (Part 2)

With San Miyairi’s intelligence, Lin Baici naturally knows the weaknesses of these ghost samurai.

Swish!

Lin Baici teleported behind the ghost samurai, grabbed the sword handle with his reverse hand, and pulled hard. As he landed, he leaned forward, took a quick step, and shot out.

This process sounds long, but actually only took five seconds. The other ghost samurai that was sent flying just rushed over, and Lin Baici had already instantly killed one.

Muscle Buddha acted as a shield, intercepting fiercely.

Lin Baici dashed through the hall and entered the corridor. Before he could look back, San Miyairi also broke free from the shadow samurai and rushed over.

"Quick, move!"

For others, it might be the final checkpoint of a life-or-death battle, but Lin Baici and San Miyairi broke through it in less than 30 seconds with extreme speed.

Clack! Clack!

San Miyairi wore wooden clogs that made noise when walking, let alone running, making the sound terribly loud.

"Why are you always looking at my feet?"

Without turning back, San Miyairi teased Lin Baici: "Are you a foot perv?"

"You’re the one being ridiculous! Listen to the sound of your footsteps; it’s so loud!"

Lin Baici was speechless: "Are you afraid the gods don’t know you’re here?"

"..."

San Miyairi hesitated for a moment but decided to tell Lin Baici because, after all, they were partners who braved life and death together: "As long as Momoka is alive, we won’t be in trouble!"

"Do you know what you’re saying?"

Lin Baici laughed: "In God’s ruins, the greatest is the God, and at worst, it’s that monk lord. Where does your Momoka rank among them?"

Xia Hongyao’s sister is the minister of Haijing, the number one person in the Nine Provinces.

With a high ponytail coming to Dragon Palace Island, the territory of Tachibana Chihitomi, can she avoid pestering her sister to inquire about the monk lord’s background?

In three words, it is extremely strong.

Gurgle!

Lin Baici’s stomach growled, the hunger pangs were overwhelming.

Honestly, if not for San Miyairi’s insistence, and Lin Baici indeed holding a slight hope of possibly devouring a God, he would have already convinced the Sakura girl to leave.

No way they could win!

Lin Baici might win against an ordinary Dragon Level, but against someone like Tachibana Chihitomi, absolutely not.

"What if I say the Dragon Princess listens to Momoka’s every word?"

San Miyairi countered.

"What?"

Lin Baici frowned.

"I mean, the Dragon Princess likes Momoka; she’s a female simp!"

Perhaps San Miyairi felt the topic was quite serious, so she joked: "In this situation, how would you respond, sir?"

"..."

Lin Baici was shocked.

This was a bit beyond his comprehension.

No,

it should be beyond his expectations.

He had anticipated many scenarios, yet never thought a God would like a girl!

"Now you know why Momoka became Dayao’s First Witch, right?"

San Miyairi chuckled: "It’s not about being powerful or having extraordinary talents; it’s because the Dragon Princess likes her!"

Suzuka Momoka became a God Hunter, came to Dragon Palace Island for the first time, met the Dragon Princess, was favored, and thus soared to the peak of life.

Dragon Palace Island’s sleeping palace is huge, with dozens of rooms, so without knowing the way, it would take a lot of time to search.

Fortunately, they had San Miyairi, the local expert.

She knows where Suzuka Momoka liked to hang out the most.

"Since the God likes your childhood friend, she won’t watch her die, so what’s with the rule pollution?"

Lin Baici was curious, given this situation, many people might die, and Dragon Palace Island could be doomed.

"I’ve heard Momoka complain more than once that Tachibana Chihitomi is too cruel in her ’exploitation’ of the Dragon Princess."

San Miyairi truly considered Lin Baici a friend, revealing such a big secret.

"Exploitation?"

Lin Baici didn’t understand.

"You cannot comprehend the Dragon Princess’s value. She can bestow Divine Grace, grant Divine Power, prolong life, make someone immune to diseases..."

San Miyairi explained: "But in doing so, the Dragon Princess gets hurt!"

"For many years, Tachibana Chihitomi has been demanding Divine Grace and Divine Power from the Dragon Princess. Besides recruiting subordinates and building her influence, she had a deeper intention, which was to weaken the Dragon Princess!"

"Because the Dragon Princess is too strong, Tachibana Chihitomi can’t ’control’ her!"

"Momoka said that Tachibana Chihitomi, once the Dragon Princess becomes weak enough, would turn her into a slave!"

San Miyairi revealed a big secret, shocking Lin Baici.

"So ruthless!"

Lin Baici admired the nerve of a human actually thinking of exploiting and enslaving a God.

Truly bold!

Even though Lin Baici has the ability to absorb God, he doesn’t really want to face them due to the high risk of death.

"Is the Dragon Princess going to let Tachibana Chihitomi do that? Hasn’t she noticed the other’s sinister intentions?"

Lin Baici felt that God’s shouldn’t be so foolish, but given the few he had devoured, their intelligence seemed about the same.

In essence, they are only stronger than humans in terms of life level.

Simply put, it’s like the difference between a human and an ant; even an idiot can easily crush an ant.

San Miyairi and Suzuka Momoka have a super close relationship, being each other’s only friend, otherwise Momoka wouldn’t have revealed this.

Lin Baici had many questions, but didn’t have time to ask them. 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚

San Miyairi, while running, suddenly stopped in front of a Japanese-style sliding door.

The wooden door was covered with ’washi’, featuring Ukiyo-e paintings created by a master, giving off a strong Edo Period vibe.

San Miyairi took a deep breath and slid open the wooden door.

Whew!

A surge of hot air rushed out.

"Momoka?"

San Miyairi called out and rushed inside.

Lin Baici quickly followed her in.

The room was spacious, about two-thirds the size of a basketball court, but with little decoration, having tatami mats covered with flooring.

On the right, several wooden doors were opened for ventilation.

They could see a courtyard, with a few pine trees and a small flower pool.

A deer scare made of bamboo, when filled with water, would tilt down and hit a stone, emitting a crisp sound.

Lin Baici furrowed his brow. When he entered the Dragon Palace, it was clearly daytime, but on the opposite side, it was nighttime.

A bright moon hung in the sky.

Lin Baici glanced around before his gaze settled on a girl sitting on the tatami, staring idly at the courtyard flower pool.

About twenty years old, with beautiful features, wearing a simple yet elegant white kimono.

The kimono seemingly had a hood?

As someone unfamiliar with Dongying culture, Lin Baici wouldn’t know that this type of attire is called shiromuku, a traditional bridal outfit.

This must be Suzuka Momoka!

Very pretty.

Gu Qingqiu, previously thin from illness, gained weight and became the most beautiful girl Lin Baici knew.

Perhaps due to her intelligence, Gu Qingqiu exuded a lively gaze and outstanding aura.

Summer Red Medicine was naive; pretty as she was, her curves were too pronounced, giving off a sporty girl vibe.

Kim Myungjin was also attractive, but her figure was too seductive. A man’s first impression would not be to appreciate her aura but to desire intimacy.

Ji Xinyan wasn’t that pretty, though she had millions of dollars in savings, her upbringing and environment prevented her from developing an elite persona.

She represents the limit of beauty accessible to ordinary guys.

And this Suzuka Momoka could rival Gu Qingqiu, already several classes apart from commoners.

They wouldn’t intersect in life.

The biggest threshold Suzuka Momoka likely crossed in her life was probably as a child, stepping onto a Rolls Royce.

Suzuka Momoka sat there, seemingly having just cried, her eyes slightly red, tear marks visible on her face, looking pitiful.

Lin Baici felt neither amazed nor compassionate.

It’s a joke.

A girl loved by a God, what qualifications does he have to pity her?

"Momoka!"

San Miyairi shouted, about to rush over, but Lin Baici grabbed her.

Because in the corner on the tatami, lay a bed, and on it, a woman also dressed in shiromuku.

The woman was in deep sleep, some golden aura emanating from her, drifting into the air and entering a semi-transparent sphere.

The sphere looked like an oversized pearl.