The Good for Nothing Seventh Young Lady

“The killing force will leave the soul lost in the killing and burn the soul. Once the limit is exceeded, it will

recoil on the body. The Killing God died precisely because of the backlash of this killing force. For a long

period of time, the Lord God did not intend to let people inherit the godhood of the Killing God. Until

nally, the Lord God found the right candidate, but in the end, he still gave up the plan because he was

worried that the backlash would be too strong.” Xiu explained and continued, “Once the killing force is

used, it will gradually consume the soul of the user. However strong the willpower one has, they will

gradually lose themselves in the killing and become a weapon that only knows to massacre.”

“Who was chosen?” Shen Yanxiao asked.

“Yaksha.”

“……”

Shen Yanxiao’s eyes widened. Yaksha was supposed to inherit the godhood of the Killing God?

This…

Shen Yanxiao could hardly imagine it. Yaksha himself was already very ferocious. If coupled with a

murderous and dreadful godhood, his character would denitely be distorted to death.

“I suddenly think that the Lord God is still quite reliable in handling some matters.” If Yaksha really

inherited the godhood of the Killing God, then he denitely would have been a frightening superior god.

His terror index would denitely surpass that of the Death God!

At any rate, the Death God only collected the souls of the dead and led them into his own world. In a

sense, he could be considered as a porter of life.

But the Killing God was born to kill!

Shen Yanxiao was very glad that the Lord God’s brain wasn’t ooded with water and did not come up with

another Killing God. Otherwise, after the Lord God disappeared, there was no need for the devils to come

out in insurrection. A single outburst of the Killing God was enough to plague the world with chaos!

However, these two godhoods seemed pretty similar overall. One was not much better than the other.

Shen Yanxiao did not understand why Qi Xia, such a sunny teenager, was favored by these two ferocious

godhoods. There were so many better, perhaps more appropriate, godhoods here that did not choose

him; instead, the Killing God and the Death God were the ones that selected him. How would he choose

from these two?

Should he choose the unfamiliar Death God and inherit the unknown power of the netherworld, risking

the possibility of explosion and death?

Or choose the formidable Killing God, but at any time risk death by the backlash of the killing force?

No matter how one thought, either one would lead to death, okay?!

“Should we wait a bit more? Perhaps there are still other godhoods that will take a fancy to Qi Xia?” Shen

Yanxiao did not want Qi Xia to take such risks to inherit these two unstable godhoods.

If he were to inherit the godhood of the Death God, it was possible to die right here and now. If he were to

inherit the godhood of the Killing God, he might still die in the future!!!

“That’s impossible.” Xiu shook his head.

“Why?” Shen Yanxiao said.

“The power of the Killing God is second only to mine. The godhood’s selection is done in a way wherein

the strongest can choose rst. Unless the godhoods of the Killing God and the Death God directly give up

their choice of Qi Xia, other godhoods will not make a move.” The God Race also had a hierarchy.

Shen Yanxiao’s shoulders instantly collapsed. She looked up at Qi Xia and found that this guy, instead of

being nervous, was smiling at her tangled face.

“You are still in the mood to laugh!” Shen Yanxiao wanted to slap this idiot to death. Right now, he had to

take care of his own life and death. Really, what kind of shitty luck was this in the end? The superior gods

of the godhoods that he had attracted were simply extremely dreadful!