Chapter 483: The Old God King’s Plan, the Golden Apple Dispute, and Ye Zhi’s Desperate Situation! (1W)

God’s realm, Asgard.

The roof of Valhalla, paved with golden shields, sparkled in the sun.

A majestic rooster with a golden crown and black feathers stood on the top of the temple, curiously watching the silver-haired young man practicing magic under the shade of a tree in front of the temple.

“How is it, Lord Yeats?”

The rooster, Gulbinbi, raised his shrill voice and asked Yeats about his progress in digesting the power of the stove:

“Have you learned the spells that Lady Minerva taught you?”

Ye Zhi was completely unaware and was completely immersed in the control of the stove.

The handsome god had calm eyes as he stared at a cluster of quietly burning white flames in his palms. Under the sunlight, one could see a faint golden outline on the outside of the white flames.

Minerva, the goddess of magic and wisdom, knew the tricks of all spells in the world, but because she lacked the key “stove fire”, she could only teach Yeats how to use the stove fire but could not demonstrate it herself.

The nine-ring spell taught by her, [Holy Fire].

It is quite beautiful, but has a temperature that cannot be ignored. Yeats estimated that this temperature exceeds the temperature of the surface of the sun.

Holy Fire, this nine-ring spell, is characterized by ‘high temperature’.

The sun of this world was created by the old god-king Odin, who took the “Fire of Muspelheim” from the Fire Kingdom plane. Its temperature is even hotter than that of the Fire Kingdom.

The temperature of the sacred fire is even higher than that of the scorching sun!

Ye Zhi suddenly understood why the God of the Fiery Sun in this world was a subordinate god of the God of Light… After all, even the sun, moon, and stars were handmade by the gods, so they were naturally inferior to the authority of light.

The reason why the Moonlight Goddess is a nine-ring powerful god is that in addition to the moon, her authority also includes starlight, stars and other things… Compared to the moon itself, the “light” part of the Moonlight Goddess’ authority occupies a more important position.

“Mr. Yeats?” Seeing that Yeats did not respond, the rooster Gulinbin called out again in a shrill voice.

Ye Zhi collected his thoughts and said calmly:
“In Asgard, you have to address the priests!”

The golden crowned black feathered rooster froze for a moment. Facing the new noble of Asgard, it looked like a defeated rooster and called out to him obediently:
“My dear Lord God of Food, the patron saint of the hearth and family, the god of holy fire, may I ask, have you mastered the new nine-ring spell?”

Doesn’t this title sound much more pleasant?

Ye Zhi gradually became the person he hated the most, with a knowing smile on his face, and said:
“I’ve already mastered half of it…would you like to give it a try?”

Although Ye Zhi had very poor talent in magic, Kendela would feel sympathy when seeing him.

However, he was very compatible with fire magic. Even the first elemental magic he formally mastered was spark magic.

Because of this barely visible talent in fire magic, the progress of practicing “Sacred Fire” was quite encouraging. In three days, he had just gotten to the point of getting started.

Hearing Yeats’s “invitation”, Gulbinbi smiled awkwardly and said:
“No need, dear God of Cookery. I’m not like that divine pig that can be resurrected after death… I’m afraid that if you’re not careful, you’ll burn me into a roasted chicken!”

Yeats laughed: “You are quite humorous!”

The cock Glinkenbee said nothing, but stared at Yeats quietly, thinking:
“I don’t know you, but don’t I know your predecessors?”

‘Whether it’s Ander the chef or Yeats the god of food, they’re all the same!’

Ye Zhi felt a little embarrassed by being looked at and touched his nose… You know what, I have actually considered cooking some of the mythical beasts of Asgard.

Am I thinking about their bodies? I clearly like these beasts——

It’s God’s way!

The holy place of Valhalla has thousands of halls for the heroic spirits who died in battle to live in…but that was before the Ragnarok of the Second Age. Currently, there are no heroic spirits living in Valhalla.

The palace at the deepest part of Valhalla is called the Silver Hall, where the High Throne is located. The corridor connecting the Silver Hall leads to the ‘Golden Palace’ where the previous God King lived, as well as the side hall where the gods live.

During the few days that Yeats stayed in Valhalla, he lived in Valhalla. In his spare time, he would cook feasts to practice his skills and satisfy the appetite of the mythical beasts around Valhalla. These mythical beasts gradually became familiar with Yeats.

Poor divine pig Sahrimnir, because of his huge size, he can only stay in the valley next to Valhalla.

Yeats would even bring food to see it, which really touched the magical pig and made it exclaim that Yeats had a heart of gold!
Zuan Ya stood on Ye Zhi’s shoulder, cracking melon seeds while looking at Ye Zhi’s profile, and sighed:
“Ye Zhi is indeed more human than the last God of Cookery… because the last God of Cookery was not a human at all!”

Ye Zhi almost couldn’t hold it in, and said with a dark face: “Thank you for the compliment. Next time I will take you to see Nidhogg and let him treat you well!”

Diamondtooth and the black dragon king Nidhogg are old enemies.

It is because of this little squirrel who fanned the flames that the two mythical beasts that are capable of destroying the world, the Black Dragon King Nidhogg and the Ancient Eagle King Vidforni, started a war… Both of these mythical beasts hate Diamondback to the core!
There is always something better than nothing. Zuanya shrank his neck and dared not say a word. He looked at the melon seeds in his hand and muttered, “These melon seeds are really melon seeds!”

After finishing the day’s training, Ye Zhi thought he had completely mastered the sacred fire.

Now, we just have to wait for Minerva to arrive, show her the results, and let her verify them.

It is worth mentioning that Minerva would come to Valhalla every day to check Ye Zhi’s progress in practice and point out some of his shortcomings… As the goddess of wisdom, Minerva’s guidance undoubtedly benefited Ye Zhi a lot, and even his attainments in fire magic increased day by day.

With the improvement of attainments, the power of commonly used spells such as Flame of Judgment and Law of Death has also been increased.

Because of this, Yeats could not help but have more respect for Minerva.

Although this goddess is a black-bellied person, she is indeed a good teacher!

Snow Owl’s strength has also grown at a rocket-like speed in the past few days…

Minerva promoted it to the sanctuary, and during the few days it stayed in Asgard, the Snowy Owl learned many eighth-ring spells by itself.

For example, the “Ten Thousand Mile Ice Wall” that can build an ice city on the spot, and the “Arcane Comet” that falls like a meteor shower, surprised Minerva.

“It may be because its talent has been enhanced again after reincarnation.”

Minerva’s original words are as follows:

“The holy bird I had before was not as smart as you, the snowy owl!”

Ye Zhi felt that at least among the human mages in the material plane, no one could catch up with his own snowy owl.

After all, this is a personal endorsement from the goddess of magic, Minerva!

“Ye Zhi, how is your training today?”

As usual, a bright goddess wearing an olive wreath and a simple robe came.

Yeats said cautiously: “I feel good about myself, but I need you to come and test it yourself.”

Minerva smiled and said, “That’s easy. You use the stove to prepare lunch for me. I will know whether your cooking is done well or not.”

Ye Zhi nodded, and just as he was about to call out Arenil, he instinctively felt something was wrong, and said:

“You’re not saying this just to get a free meal from me, are you?”

Minerva blinked her bright eyes, avoided answering, and smiled: “I believe you won’t refuse, right?”

Ye Zhi’s neck was choked, and he really couldn’t refuse… This was a complete conspiracy!

It was just a free meal, but you actually used military tactics!

Few utensils in the world can withstand the high temperature of the stove fire. Even epic weapons will melt into molten iron before this holy fire. However, Arenil is a legendary artifact, which complements the stove fire. This fire can better stimulate Arenil’s potential.

Ye Zhi controlled the platinum flame to roast the cauldron, in which rare ingredients from the Fire Kingdom were cooked, the flame flower… the flower buds bloomed in the boiling hot water, sparks flew everywhere, like a lotus emerging from the water, very beautiful.

Using this burning flower, Yeats cooked a dish similar to “boiled cabbage” for the goddess of magic. The broth was made from the ribs of the divine pig, which was fresh and delicious. Moreover, because the stove fire and the law of food were very compatible, the taste of this fairy dish was even better!
A simple long wooden table is shaded by the tree, covered with a plain white tablecloth. A girl in a white dress and an olive wreath holds a spoon, scoops up a small spoonful of soup and puts it to her red lips.

The delicious taste spread between her lips and tongue. Minerva couldn’t help but squint her eyes and let out a satisfied moan from between her red lips and teeth.

“That’s the taste…Ye Zhi…Your skills have improved again!”

Zuanya now felt more and more that Ye Zhi had added something unspeakable to the food.

Otherwise, why would even the gods feel as if they were poisoned after tasting the dishes he prepared?
Compared to the mature-looking Moonlight Goddess and Dark Night Goddess, the Magic Goddess’s human form is more like a pure and beautiful bright girl. She is even much shorter than Daisy… But sometimes she looks very mature, and the deep meaning in her eyes makes Daisy, who is always courting death, unwilling to look directly at her.

Yeats looked at Minerva, who looked very happy, and asked, “How is it?”

“Very good.” Minerva said with a smile, “It would be even better if you cooked two more dishes for me.”

Ye Zhi said helplessly: “What I’m asking is… how well I use this nine-ring spell!”

While cooking, Ye Zhi activated the nine-ring spell ‘Holy Fire’, which not only accelerated the cooking speed, but also further purified the impurities in the ingredients… The energy contained in the feast became purer and could be better absorbed by diners.

But Minerva’s hand rested lightly on her belly, and she nodded with satisfaction:

“Great use of it…even I couldn’t resist trying a few more dishes!”

Minerva smiled and said that Ye Zhi had completely mastered this nine-ring spell. What he needed to do next was to practice until he became proficient. It would be best for him to stay in the God Realm for a while longer so that she could check Ye Zhi’s review every day.

Ye Zhi thought to himself, I believed your lies, you just want to take advantage of me, you magic goddess with eight hundred tricks!
“So, tell me again, what did Surtel say to you…”

Looking at Ye Zhi who was already cleaning up the dishes, the girl with the olive wreath rested her chin on one hand, stared at Ye Zhi’s back with her deep eyes, and asked softly: “Did He talk to you about the old God King?”

Ye Zhi paused, weighed the pros and cons for a moment, and decided to tell the truth:

“I reached an agreement with Him… I helped Him find the whereabouts of the Old God-King, and He gave me the Hearth Fire in exchange.”

Ye Zhi paused for a moment and continued, “According to Surtur, the old God King has not fallen yet and is still hiding in the dark, plotting something… and Surtur’s plan is to find Odin and take revenge on Him.”

“it is as expected.”

Minerva rubbed her brows, sighed deeply, and then said slowly: “Ye Zhi, do you know what I am most worried about?”

Ye Zhi guessed: “The destruction of the Nine Realms?”

Minerva shook her head gently: “I am not afraid of destruction, and I am even ready to die… Because I know that reincarnation is the first part of fate. Without the destruction of the Fourth Era, there will be no restart of the New Era…”

“What I am more worried about is that fate will stagnate, or in other words, it will be dragged back to the starting point by some irresistible force, so that a new fate will never come -“

Minerva’s eyes flickered slightly, her red lips parted, and she stared at Yeats, as if she was hesitating about something, but finally she said:

“The Supreme Will of Heaven is trying to create an eternal and unchanging kingdom of God. In that world, all destinies are predetermined and executed according to inherent procedures. It is a world that never changes, is always under surveillance, is full of false happiness, and is dead silent.”

Yeats thought of a movie in which everything was carried out according to the script outside the play, and pondered: “A world without freedom?”

The bright girl shrugged slightly and continued:
“And some beings turn a blind eye to the changes that have already occurred, hoping that the flowing river can flow backwards, so that fate can go back to its original starting point… Reversing fate is quite terrifying, because it will produce an infinite number of paradoxes. By then, not only our existence, but even the existence of the Nine Realms will be questioned!”

Yeats tried to comprehend the meaning of Minerva’s words, thinking:
“Are you trying to say that the plan of the Old God King is to reverse fate and make the timeline go back to a certain point?”

Minerva sighed softly: “This is just a possibility… because even my prophecy magic cannot fully see the course of fate. I can only see some vague fragments…”

“The only thing I can be sure of is that the Supreme Throne needs a new God King… It is neither the Supreme of the past nor the Supreme of the present, but… the Supreme of the future.”

Minerva’s words were so mysterious that Yeats felt dizzy and he fell into deep thought.

It seems that the Old God King does exist, and his relationship with Asgard is very delicate… It seems that the former emperor no longer has the right to lead the current dynasty, but He is still preparing some plans that even Minerva is afraid of.

Odin once drank from the fountain of wisdom, and even Minerva, who holds the power of wisdom, could not see through his plan.

In the world of Midgard, this old god-king is a paranoid and cruel old man who will do anything to achieve his goal. He believes that tricking Fenrir into being bound and backstabbing the fire giant are all part of his plan. No one can enter his heart, let alone understand his true intentions.

It can be said that the surviving old gods are a major hidden danger left over from Asgard since ancient times.

Outside, the outer gods ‘Supreme Will’ and the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse are eyeing this world covetously, threatening it, ready to devour the Nine Realms at any time and create an unchanging kingdom of God.

Ye Zhi felt a sense of urgency and asked Minerva for advice: “Rather than understanding the plans of the Old God King… I think the most urgent task is to eliminate the Famine Knights who are threatening the courtyard to prevent the lives of the people… What do you think?”

Minerva stood up from the long wooden table and nodded seriously:

“Yes. If we allow famine to wreak havoc, the laws of the Outer Gods will infiltrate our world and accelerate the withering of the World Tree. Therefore, killing the Famine Knight is of utmost importance…”

“You have already obtained the hearth. If you can obtain an authority under the law of life, the Famine Knight will not pose any threat to you!” Minerva said seriously.

Ye Zhi’s heart moved: “What authority?”

Minerva said: “The authority of [Resurgence]… is symbolized by a gust of wind of revival, blowing across the continent, causing all things to flourish. Compared to a harvest from one to many, revival is more like creating something from nothing. It is an extremely important component of the law of life!”

According to Minerva, this power of resurrection is contained in the milk of Odombra, the cow, “the first animal in the world.”

“This cow is now located on the cliffs of Jotunheim in the Frost Kingdom plane.” Minerva encouraged with a smile, “With the power of the God of Food, it should be easy to retrieve its milk!”

Ye Zhi finally understood that the Goddess of Wisdom was treating him like a Saint Seiya. After just finishing her trip to the Fire Kingdom, she was going to the Frost Kingdom to fight monsters.

But the power of revival is also a part of the God of Light’s divinity, and he really needs it.

Moreover, if we gather the Holy Fire and the Wind of Resurgence, it won’t be difficult to destroy the Famine Knight.

But Ye Zhi still had some reservations in his heart… There were so many gods in the divine world, and why should a new God of Food be allowed to run around for such an important matter as fighting against the invasion of foreign gods?
When Yeats asked Minerva this question, Minerva’s face visibly stiffened.

This was the first time Yeats saw the embarrassed expression of the black-bellied goddess.

Minerva cleared her throat and said, “To be honest, Your Excellency the God of Food… Although I am the administrator of Asgard, I have no right to mobilize other gods…”

Each god has his own calculations. Having experienced the failure of the Third Age and witnessed the demise of many gods in the great flood, in this Fourth Age, there are only a few who truly fight against the Foreign Gods.

For example, the sea god, despite facing a powerful enemy, still hides in the deep sea and sleeps… Even if the world is destroyed, he can still find a job in the new era without having to fight to the death.

“The gods and humans do not agree… I am the patron saint of humans. I like these smart and clever creatures, but I am only a minority.” Minerva said gently, “You are different, Yeats. You are a god promoted from a human. You are born with the attitude of protecting humans. That’s why I rely on you… You are the fire of hope and the light of the future in my eyes.”

Minerva was well versed in human nature, and there was some rhetoric in her words, but Yeats was still moved by her words.

As a true nine-ring god, even if what she said was just polite words, it was enough to prove that Ye Zhi occupied a certain position in her heart.

“I will go to the Frost Kingdom ‘Yomhaydon’ to find the cow Odumbra and obtain the Wind of Revival.” Ye Zhi paused and said, “When I fight the Famine Knight, I hope you can help me in the heavens.”

“I need to stay in Asgard to prevent the outer gods from invading the heavens.” Minerva was like a spring commander, “But I promise you that I will help you as much as possible, for example, help you divine the exact location of the Famine Knight…”

Ye Zhi thought of the efforts he had put into finding the Plague Knight. With the divination of the Magic Goddess, it would be much easier to fight against the Apocalypse Knight this time. He nodded and said, “Thank you, Goddess!”

“I should thank you.”

Minerva smiled slightly, picked up the wooden bowl on the table, and stretched out her white lotus-like arms:

“By the way, give me another bowl of rice~”

Plan a trip to the Frost Kingdom ‘Yomhaden’.

Yeats lived in Valhalla in Asgard and set out to search for information about the Frost Kingdom.

The Frost Kingdom is one of the nine planes of the Nine Realms. It has an extremely harsh environment, full of rocks, cliffs, and barren forests. It is also the home of mountain giants and frost giants.

It is worth mentioning that the Frost Kingdom is not the opposite of the Fire Kingdom, because the Frost Kingdom was born a whole era later than the Fire Kingdom, and the Mist Kingdom was born in the same era as the Fire Kingdom.

According to mythology, the Frost Giants are descendants of the first giant, Ymir. After the gods killed Ymir, blood gushed out and turned into a sea of ​​blood. Many giants drowned in the sea of ​​blood, but a pair of Frost Giants swam across the sea of ​​blood, escaped to the other side of the world, and established the [Kingdom of Giants], breeding a group of Frost Giants.

The Frost Giants swore to be enemies of the gods forever, and would kill any uninvited guests who entered the Frost Kingdom.

There are also a small number of frost giants living in the material plane, but these frost giants are much more docile than the giants in Yomheidun. Yeats’s subordinate, the Frostwind Witch, is the leader of the frost giants in the material plane.

“I seem to have seen the ancestor of the Frost Giants.”

Diamond Teeth said: “He’s a big guy with six heads! He carries a battleship on his shoulders as a weapon! He has a bad temper and a low IQ, so it’s hard to communicate with him!”

“Are giants generally not intelligent?” Yeats asked.

Zuanya said: “Anyway, people like Surtur are already among the most intelligent people among the giants… At least he can be fooled by you, but the frost giants will never listen to you!”

Ye Zhi said, “It seems that I can’t treat you to a meal this time… I can only speak with my fists.”

It just so happened that the newly acquired artifact [Wolf Binding Chain] and the nine-ring spell ‘Holy Fire’ still lacked an occasion to test their power.

Let’s use the Frost Giant to test the heat!
Immediately, Ye Zhi used the divine communication technique to ask several of his eight-ring companions, wanting to know who had plans to go to the Frost Kingdom plane in the near future.

The Valkyrie of the North, Brunhilde, said that she just needed the True Ice produced by the Frost Country to reinforce the Icelandic barrier… and could go with Yeats. The Black Knight was still in seclusion to digest the Godhood of War, while Scach had a new understanding during his trip to the Fire Country and was ready to return to the Shadow Realm to hone his new combat skills.

After asking around, it was Artemis, the goddess of hunting, who expressed great interest in the itinerary.

“The largest moose in the Nine Realms lives in the Frost Kingdom! The Moose Ancestral Spirit!” Artemis tightly grasped her hunting bow and said with confidence: “I want to take the Ancestral Spirit’s deer head to decorate my palace!”

So, this journey was accompanied by Artemis, the goddess of hunting, and Brunhilde, the Valkyrie.

Ye Zhi always felt that Asgard was dominated by women, and that almost all the gods he met were female… But then he thought, this worldview originated from a two-dimensional mobile game after all, and there are many female characters, which makes sense!
The next day.

Asgard, Valhalla.

Ye Zhi was preparing to set off for the Frost Kingdom.

Outside Valhalla, an unexpected person appeared.

The gray-haired goddess was dressed in a well-tailored gray robe, with her curly gray hair scattered on her shoulders. She had a lazy smile on her face and raised her hands high from a distance.

“Yeats—guess who I brought with me!”

“What’s the matter? Why are you making such a fuss…” Ye Zhi yawned as she walked out of the palace gate. Suddenly, she froze and said in shock, “Goddess of Youth?!”

The one who appeared before Yeats was the white moonlight goddess in Yeats’ mind, the first god who blessed him – Hebe, the god of youth and poetry!

The goddess of youth was wearing a white long dress in ancient Greek style, holding a fruit basket in her hand, with blonde hair and blue eyes, youthful and beautiful, and a dignified smile:

“Yeats, long time no see.”

Ye Zhi’s Dao heart, which had not fluctuated for a long time, wavered a little. He nodded vigorously and greeted the Goddess of Youth: “Greetings, Her Majesty the Goddess of Youth!”

Daisy held her chin up with the back of her hand, hugged her chest with the other hand, and chuckled:

“You may not believe this, but the Goddess of Youth only learned about your promotion to the God of Food a few days ago… She was concentrating on cultivating golden apples a while ago, and she just ended her retreat recently.”

The goddess of youth’s eyes flickered, and she said softly, “To be honest… I find it incredible… You have ascended to the eighth-ring true god with a mortal body… This is truly a miracle… I am proud of you, my chosen one.”

Ye Zhi felt a little embarrassed by Bai Yueguang’s praise and coughed lightly, “It was just luck.”

Wait.

Ye Zhi suddenly became alert.

Could this goddess of youth be an illusion created by Daisy, deliberately coming to watch my fun?

Yeats looked at Daisy with suspicion, but saw that she had a calm expression on her face, as if saying, “I arranged for you to meet the goddess of youth, why don’t you thank me quickly!”
Don’t know why.

Yeats looked at Daisy, and the image of Daisy wearing the clothes of a young goddess appeared in his mind, and suddenly his cheeks felt hot.

Quack! This is what I want to see!

“What? Are you still shy?” Daisy’s teasing communication technique sounded in Yeats’ ears.

Ye Zhi said calmly: “To be frank, I want to see you wear the clothes of the goddess of youth again next time.”

Daisy was startled and looked at Yeats in surprise, then an ambiguous smile appeared on her face: “Okay, I’ll satisfy you next time!”

While the two were talking.

The goddess of youth took out a shining golden apple from her fruit basket and said with a smile:
“The apples from Asgard’s Golden Apple Orchard have recently ripened. I picked the best one and brought it to you, Ye Zhi…as a gift for your promotion to the God of Food!”

Looking at the golden apple with sparkling light and tempting fragrance, Yeats was surprised.

The Apple of Youth, one of the most famous sacred objects of Asgard, has the magical power to keep the gods forever young!
The gods will also age and die and have a limited lifespan, but the apple of youth can prolong life and grant the gods everlasting youth.

Compared to the “inferior version” of the apple of youth that Zuan Ya once brought to Yeats, the apple in front of him was carefully selected by the goddess of youth and is a genuine holy object!

“Come if you want, what gift do you want?” Ye Zhi took the Apple of Youth naturally, put it into the ring at the speed of light, and said, “If you don’t mind, I will prepare dinner for you!”

The goddess of youth smiled and shook her head: “The Golden Apple Orchard is in the harvest season, and I have to go back to guard the orchard to prevent any loss… I will take my leave for now.”

Unable to persuade the goddess of youth to stay for dinner before leaving, Yeats felt a little regretful as he gazed at her slim back.

However, when Yeats thought of the apple of youth, he couldn’t help but smile.

She is indeed the most reliable goddess of youth… the only one among all the gods who has sent me a promotion gift!

“Why are you still staring at people when they’ve already left?” Daisy said teasingly.

“I didn’t expect you would bring the goddess of youth to see me.” Ye Zhi took out the glittering apple of youth, held it in his palm and looked at it carefully, and exclaimed, “This is a wonderful gift!”

Nothing can touch a chef’s heart more than sending him ingredients!
Daisy’s eyes flashed with cunning: “Then how are you going to thank me?”

“I’ll treat you to dinner!” Ye Zhi thought to himself, I’ll add more medicine to the dinner!
Daisy smiled and said, “I have a better idea.”

“What idea?” Yeats asked curiously.

“Bring the golden apple here and show it to me.” Daisy said expectantly, “To be honest, I’ve never seen such a perfect golden apple before!”

Yeats’s vigilance flashed across his mind, but he didn’t take it to heart and handed the apple of youth to Daisy.

But see.

Daisy smiled evilly, stretched out her fingers, and gently drew a few runes in the air… These lines fell on the golden apple, and immediately a line of beautifully written characters appeared:

【Dedicated to the most beautiful goddess. 】

Why does this scene seem familiar?

Ye Zhi was pondering when his heart suddenly skipped a beat.

It’s bad, we’ve been cheated!

When Yeats realized Daisy’s plan and tried to take the apple of youth back, Daisy had already taken the golden apple and her figure turned into mist and disappeared, leaving only a string of silver bell-like laughter.

“Look forward to the dinner tonight, Yeats…it’s going to be fun!”

Yeats smiled bitterly.

You can have fun watching…I’m afraid I’m going to be stuck in a Shura field!

Rose Hall.

Asgard is a palace specially built for goddesses to live in. Its walls are mainly in rose and gold colors, noble and beautiful.

Minerva was reading an ancient book in the palace when she suddenly saw a wisp of mist condensing in the air.

“The most perfect apple of youth in the Golden Apple Orchard should be presented to the most beautiful goddess.”

The line of small words slowly disappeared.

Is this another trick of Daisy’s? Minerva thought about it, and used the rune stone to calculate silently, and a smile gradually appeared on the corner of her mouth.

“When the past happens again, how will he resolve this dilemma?”

The dark goddess said to herself with interest: “Not only Daisy wants to know the result, I am also looking forward to it…”

Night falls.

That night, the stars and the moon are shining brightly.

A dinner party was held under the shade of the trees in front of Valhalla.

The leaves of the Glashir tree shine like gems, and even in the dark, they still flicker with beautiful light, making the delicacies on the table look even more delicious.

Yeats had no leisure or elegance for appreciating it.

Just as dusk was approaching, the messenger god Medis found Yeats and said in an admiring tone:
“How did you invite the three nine-ringed gods, the Goddess of Magic, the Goddess of Moonlight, and the Goddess of Dark Night, to attend your dinner party at the same time?”

Medea and Yeats were old acquaintances. They had come into contact before Yeats was promoted to the holy realm. When he heard the news that Yeats had been promoted to a god, he almost dropped his jaw in shock, and it took him several days to recover.

This young-looking god had a strong ability to accept new things. He quickly accepted this shocking fact and continued to run around in various planes to deliver divine messages.

And just today, the God of Messengers received an order from the Goddess of Magic, asking him to invite the goddesses of moonlight and dark night to attend Yeats’s dinner party, which made him admire the God of Food even more.

Otherwise, how can they become gods?

Whether in terms of appearance or social skills, she is first-rate!
Ye Zhi said blankly: “I didn’t invite the three of them to the dinner party?”

Medis was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized something, and looked at Yeats with a look of hope:

“That’s probably the work of the goddess of illusion… But we can’t let the goddesses make a wasted trip, you’d better hurry up and prepare for the dinner!”

Damn Daisy!
Yeats gritted his teeth while preparing for the dinner.

When night fell, three powerful divine forces flew towards Valhalla together, landed on the green grass, and revealed their true forms.

Nyx, the goddess of the night, is dressed in a black robe, a veil and black silk gloves, and is dressed in an ascetic style.

Lucia, the moonlight goddess, is wearing a crescent-white dress, a holy and noble snow-white face, and a pearl ring on her long silver hair.

Wearing an olive wreath, Minerva, a girl with bright eyes and white teeth, stood between the two royal sisters and greeted Yeats with a smile:

“How are the dinner preparations going, dear Lord Cook?”

Ye Zhi said with a stiff face: “It’s all ready, I hope the three goddesses will taste it!”

The delicacies on the long wooden table exude a rich aroma. With the triple benefits of the hearth, the law of food, and Arenil, even the gods would be impressed by the delicacies.

The Moonlight Goddess and the Dark Night Goddess looked at Ye Zhi quietly, neither of them spoke, which made Ye Zhi feel uneasy.

Finally, Lucia calmly concluded, “Excellent humans always have something in common. I am no longer surprised that my sister and I both chose you as the Chosen One.”

Nyx’s beautiful face showed a sinister look like that of a vicious woman, and she sneered:

“Shameless! I am your elder.”

Seeing that the two gods were about to clash again, Ye Zhi hurriedly tried to dissuade them:
“Let’s eat first!”

The feast was so delicious that the three powerful gods were speechless. They just tasted the food in silence, with a gleam of strangeness in their eyes from time to time.

Just when Yeats breathed a sigh of relief, a golden apple suddenly appeared in the night sky.

The words on the golden apple appeared in the eyes of the three goddesses at the same time.

[Dedicated to the most beautiful goddess]!
Yeats was sweating profusely.

A mere golden apple was not worth the three powerful gods’ fighting. The fatal point was the line of divisive words on the apple!
And Minerva’s next words made Yeats’ heart sink to the bottom again!
“Your Excellency the God of Cookery…”

Minerva’s sweet voice was like a cold wind blowing through the air, giving Yeats goose bumps on his back:
“Who do you think is worthy of this golden apple among the three of you?”

Suddenly, the night fell into dead silence.

The Messenger God, the Hunting Goddess, and the Illusion Goddess, who were hiding in the dark and watching, all held their breath.

Medici, hiding in the dark, put himself in Yeats’s situation and broke out in a cold sweat.

“This is a situation where death is inevitable…” The always eloquent Medea could not think of a solution, and muttered to himself, “I can only wish His Excellency the God of Food good luck!”

Ye Zhi’s throat choked, and facing this death question, he fell into an unprecedented desperate situation!
at this time.

The Dark Night Goddess suddenly sneered coldly:

“A boring trick.”

The Moonlight Goddess held her knife and fork elegantly and said calmly, “This matter has been recorded in history… No matter who did it, don’t try to anger your god.”

Although these two female myths were like this, Yeats could clearly feel the strong tension between them.

After all, the only lesson mankind can learn from history is that it can never learn!
Place yourself in the center of the vortex.

Ye Zhi calmed down, thought about the words quickly, and said slowly:

“Dear goddess Minerva, with your wisdom, I believe you know very well that beauty has different standards and definitions…”

Yeats stretched out his hand into the air, used his divine power to pick up the golden apple, held it in his palm, and a cluster of holy white flames ignited on his palm.

Seeing the golden apple burning, the three gods remained indifferent, but their eyes changed slightly.

“In my opinion, the real beauty is when everyone appreciates the beauty of their own creations, while also appreciating the beauty of others’ creations…”

Yeats threw the golden apple into Arenil, and the legendary pot transformed into a winemaking vessel. The divine power circulated rapidly inside it, accelerating the brewing of the fruit wine.

In an instant, a strange aroma of wine wafted out from the barrel.

“Tolerance and inclusiveness, each has its own beauty, and all beauty can be shared. This is my personal opinion on aesthetics…”

Ye Zhi waved his hand, and the golden apple wine was poured into three golden cups, which slowly floated in front of the three goddesses.

“Just like the fruit wine in this glass, the wine reflects the beauty of each one.”

Yeats smiled slightly, as if bathed in spring breeze.

“In my opinion, this is the most beautiful goddess.”

Minerva, Nyx, and Lucia all lowered their heads at the same time and looked at the wine in their glasses.

The wine is as clear as amber.

Each reflects the faces of the three goddesses.

Minerva was startled for a moment, then smiled knowingly.

Inclusiveness, each has its own beauty, and beauty is shared…

At this point, it has become an art!
The night is gentle and everything is silent.

The lingering evening breeze blew gently, and the three stunningly beautiful goddesses smiled at the same time, making the stars pale in comparison.

“Now, let’s raise our glasses.” Yeats made a toast, “For the sunshine, for the dew, for all the beautiful things in the world!”

Dinglang——

The crisp clash of wine glasses caused a pleasant echo.

The three powerful goddesses said in unison:
“Cheers~!”

far away.

The messenger god Medes opened his mouth in shock, unable to believe his eyes.

“The Moonlight Goddess and the Dark Night Goddess, are you, drinking and chatting?!” Medea turned his head in disbelief.

Such a shocking scene actually appeared in front of him, and Medes only suspected that he was under an illusion! !

Artemis, the goddess of hunting, was also shocked.

As expected of a bard, he actually has such social skills!

Daisy crossed her arms, her eyes curved into crescents, and she smiled with joy.

Yeats, you passed!

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(End of this chapter)