Chapter 179: Devouring the Second Goddess, Please Make the Princess Consort More Aggrieved for the Protagonist's Growth (3)
Nong Ying nearly choked on his words—but thinking it through, she couldn't find a rebuttal.
Her plan to control the conversation had failed.
When someone's core was broken, even a chosen one had to suffer.
To heal it, targeted stimulation was essential—to awaken him and reignite his fire.
Otherwise, if they expected him to recover on his own, it might take a very long time.
Finding someone else was out of the question. How could Tang Xuan possibly hate anyone else now?
His heart was full of Su Qing—he probably dreamed of tearing him to shreds.
It really did sound like Su Qing had a point…
Before she realized it, Su Qing was already sitting right next to the widow.
His eyes radiated aggressive energy, like a villain coercing an innocent woman into doing porn.
"You want him to recover quickly too, right? In that case, why not be honest with each other?"
"We both get what we want—everyone wins. Isn't that perfect?"
Su Qing lowered his voice, his tone dripping with temptation.
That irresistible persuasion made a flicker of hesitation flash in Nong Ying's eyes.
But her natural intuition warned her—this was a deep, bottomless pit.
If she rashly agreed, something she didn't want to happen might just occur.
Whether it was instinct or something else, she didn't want to say yes.
It would betray everything she stood for!
Nong Ying bit her lip, hesitating, about to reject him again.
What if… what if she thought of a better plan?
But then, a brief, fleeting voice whispered in her ear:
Agree with him.
Just three simple words, but they made her expression subtly shift.
She paused, then let out a soft sigh.
Being controlled by others wasn't all that great, even if that person was yourself.
If she didn't have independent thought, maybe it would be easier.
"Feeling helpless, are you?"
Su Qing suddenly spoke softly.
Nong Ying turned her head, locking eyes with the boy.
There was a sharpness in her gaze that had never been there before, like a knife.
"You're her, but you're not her. Isn't that right?
The real one wouldn't lower herself to walk among mortals."
"A lofty celestial wouldn't waste time on such worldly matters."
Su Qing was unfazed by the sharp look, casually voicing his thoughts.
The real goddess wouldn't waste time on what she saw as trivial.
"Seems like you know her quite well."
Nong Ying's tone dimmed after a pause.
"She created a vessel and called it 'tempering the heart in the mortal world.' Sounds nice."
"But have you ever thought about this—if you're her, is she really you?"
"You've gone through so much suffering, so many hardships—and in the end?"
"You're just someone else's stepping stone. Are you really okay with that?"
"To her, you're nothing more than a tool on her path to ascension."
Su Qing let out a cold laugh.
He mercilessly exposed the true nature of the goddess's vessel before him.
The room fell into long silence.
Nong Ying stared at him, her sharp eyes full of pressure.
Su Qing remained calm and unbothered, meeting her gaze without flinching.
"Pfft."
A soft laugh broke the tense atmosphere.
"So that's your little scheme, huh?"
The widow chuckled behind her hand, the edge in her eyes completely gone.
She clearly understood his true intent now, and her mood inexplicably lightened.
But soon, she stifled her smile and returned to her usual composure.
"Then let's see if you can shake my core."
Nong Ying's voice carried a hint of challenge.
"That's not quite right. To me, she's her, and you're you."
Su Qing shook his head lightly.
He didn't expect to sway her with just words—he just wanted to make one thing clear:
In his eyes, she was her own person. Not just some vessel!
All he had to do was treat her as an individual.
As a seasoned strategy expert, he had spent plenty of time working on the goddess.
But despite all the effort, the returns had been meager.
He wasn't the only one—everyone else had failed as well.
Still, through countless failed strategies, someone had finally discovered the correct approach.
The goddess's true self was unapproachable—but her mortal vessel could be seduced!
That was the only path to ultimately conquer the cold, sacred goddess herself.
Just one. No alternatives.
Though Su Qing's method was a bit blunt and forceful.
He had no choice—if he took his time building affection, it'd take forever.
And for him, time was the one thing in shortest supply.
Whatever their thoughts, the two had clearly reached a consensus.
Which meant... the real show was about to begin!
"Since we're clear now, let's begin."
"Now that we've agreed to cooperate, don't try to deceive me with illusions."
Su Qing said seriously.
As a man of action, he never slacked on important matters.
And if seducing a goddess wasn't serious business, then what was?
"How is he? How are his injuries?"
Nong Ying didn't respond, smoothly changing the subject.
"He's the chosen one. You think he'd die from a few flesh wounds?"
"Don't worry—I already sent someone to treat him this morning."
"But right now, his spirit's still crushed. He desperately needs a wake-up call."
Su Qing said earnestly.
Tang Xuan's injuries were indeed mostly external, but the psychological blow was massive.
If left untreated, one more shock might be the end of him.
So Su Qing did the wise thing—gave him a favor. Otherwise, if something really happened, it'd be a problem.
Only... the protagonist didn't seem too thrilled about the treatment.
That morning, after a sleepless night, Tang Xuan saw an old physician with white hair and a childlike face.
Clearly a top imperial doctor, with superb skills.
Tang Xuan had been ready to explode the moment someone showed up—but seeing the doctor, he held back.
Pain was the finest medicine in a healer's toolkit.
If it were just physical pain, he could bear it. But the worst part... was the pain between his legs!
Last night, he'd thought of a scene he really shouldn't have—and that made the pain even worse.
Even now, he didn't dare move. Any motion would bring unspeakable agony.
He had been wondering whether ignoring his lower half would cause permanent damage.
But now, there was no need to worry.
That clearly skilled old doctor appeared in Tang Xuan's eyes like an angel radiating holy light!