Heaven and Hell

Rochelle's participation brought home more goods than he expected before they depart. Only the pair of War Mammoth's Ivories already worth more than their runs so far.

To make up for their sinister plans, Aiolos hides the pair of tails from Spirit Foxes. As long they're able to get around 18 more, it would be enough creates two pieces of presence hiding cloak, which can be used by him and Hansen when they sneaked outdoor to the seduction district.

As for when they're returning, Aiolos will have to search for something to mask the smell of perfume all over them.

By using one of the two War Mammoth's Ivories, Aiolos created a matching tip of spear worthy of the spear-pole. Putting them together with four nails sharpen and shaped from the claw of the Werewolves, Aiolos locked the spearhead and pole together to form a completed weapon.

Flashes of violet light encompassed the crafted weapon, further enhancing it until the border between Below-Heaven and Low-Heaven Tier. Aiolos continues to shower the armament with his Godhood Power, but it wasn't received evenly.

It remained as a Below-Heaven armament after the purple light withdrew.

Although it was a failure, Aiolos was satisfied. To a Lower-Tiered Craft God like him, being able to create tools close to entering the limit of a Low-Heaven tier is something he can feel proud of. And perhaps, in the whole Southern Tianyuan Sanctuary, less than five craft gods possessed the same skill as he does in the craft.

And towards the remaining materials, Aiolos processed them like a master before he decides to call it a day.

...

It was a rare morning where Aiolos wakes up earlier than the girls.

Breakfast was prepared even before they're fully equipped for exploration. The only exception is Hansen, who looks more tired than when he returned from exploring the Heavenly Dungeon.

"What's wrong with you?" Aiolos asked.

"I can't fall asleep yesterday. Had a nightmare..." Hansen answered, but from the way he looks, he seems exhausted from working too much and not mentally. A side of the shoulder is lower compared to another, which means it was working out hard not long ago.

"Just take a bottle of Stamina Potion before you went out. Although others don't mind, you shouldn't take it advantages of it and become a burden," Aiolos said before he took a seat.

"I know..." Hansen nodded. He immediately chugged a bottle of Stamina Potion in his bag before joining everyone else for breakfast.

But in his mind, the scene where Rochelle's plump and white breast-cheeks keep floating in his mind, running from one end to another. As a youth in his most vulnerable period now, boobies are indeed deadlier, compared to sharp weapons.

Even Zenia's hidden valleys failed to hypnotize him to this level. And to think that Rochelle's unintentional exposure would turn him into this state...

Of course, to prevent himself from ogling at Rochelle today, he worked really hard. At least four shots have been fired to maintain his sanity from going awry. And perhaps the most pitiful one other than him would be the soft fabric that receives his forceful approach, four times last night.

The moment everyone is seated, Aiolos brought the Warspear out from his Spatial Inventory. Although it remained as a Below-Heaven grade weapon, the performance of this piece of equipment far surpassed Scarlet Blood.

One of the reasons is that it was made from higher-grade materials, compared to the single-iron made Scarlet Blood.

"Wow! The spear is so beautiful!" said Alrune. As a fellow long weapon user like Rochelle, she falls in love with the overall design of the spear straight away.

It was a violet-white spiraling patterned spear, with the spearhead looked similar to half of a sword. A tail of the Werewolf was used to create a decoration piece, which covered the imperfect interlink between the two parts.

And to fit her requirement of a hammer-like weapon, Aiolos added a blunt rod-like pommel on the other end, which could turn the armament into a long mace. With her 89 points in Strength, it's going to wreck the body parts of a golem when her attack connects.

As for her armor, it might take a little more time before completion. After all, there's only a piece of Low-Heaven Iron, not more. While Damascus gets stronger as it was folded, the Low-Heaven Iron does not follow the same law.

The Iron, in fact, carries more of a shape-memory property, which could reduce the burden of repairing. At the same time, it was dense and durable, making it the best material in terms of defensive force.

After making sure they're ready to go, Aiolos walked the party to the entrance of the Southern Tianyuan Sanctuary. He bid farewell to them as he prayed that his blessing would protect them. But after they're far enough for his sight, Aiolos quickly made his way to Tetros' Store.

He promised the female god a company together to the Western Tianyuan Sanctuary, where a fellow food god lives.

If the others found out that Aiolos was nice to them for the sake of a date with Tetros, what would they think? Knowing that it would take them some time to prepare the breakfast and supplies, Aiolos cuts the chance of their delay to zero by providing everything they need!

This way, he won't be late for Tetros!

[I'm the smartest god ever!]

Aiolos chuckled as he made his way to Tetros.

...

..

"Don't you think Aiolos is too pleasant today?" Hansen asked on their way to the Heavenly Dungeon. Once again, their target for today is to explore the second floor, further improving their endurance before it's time for Rochelle to leave.

"Right? I felt the same too... Based on what I know, Aiolos hardly seems as willing as he was today. He even shared his bottle of Stamina Potion to Hansen after telling him to not be a burden." Pharcis added softly.

"See! Even Pharcis noticed something is wrong with Aiolos. I'm sure he has some hidden agenda after he sent us on the road. Let's go back and... ouch!" Hansen's ear got pinched by Alrune immediately, even before he finished what he's going to say.

"You better behave and work properly today, or I'll twist your ears upside-down!" Alrune behaves like a fierce tigress, pulling his ears as they approach the Teleportation Stone. As a light sleeper person, how can Alrune be clueless about the [Schlick - Schlick] sound echoed gently through the wall?

Added with a few pants here and there, she's already kind enough for holding herself back from kicking his door open.

And to the girls, it was part envy and a portion of jealousy towards Rochelle's voluptuous body, which mesmerizes both male and female. But since they're only seventeen, three years are more than enough for them to grow as much as she does.

Perhaps at that time, their worries would go to "How could I keep it from sagging?"

"Let's go to the second floor." Rochelle had her palm stays an inch from the Teleportation Stone. With everyone ready, a tap of her palm brings all five of them into an evening landscape, which suitable for nocturnal monsters.

Werewolves, Lightning Tigers, Golden Lion, Goblins, and Orcs are most active in these kinds of environments.

And the moment the teleportation completes, the party of five were surrounded by a scout squadron of orcs.

(Buhi! Capture them!)

The squadron of orcs communicates using their own tribal language before a few of them step forward. Although they're skimpily equipped, their fighting ability cannot be underestimated. From the designation name on top of their head alone, all fifteen orcs are at their 11th level.

If a battle ensued right now, their party would be decimated. Of course, Rochelle might be able to turn this situation around, but that's not without one to four deaths.

(BUUU!!!)

Two out of the fifteen orc scouts marched forward with an axe or mace in hand. Their speed is significantly slower due to their overweight body. Like how a pig grows, the belly of theirs bounced harder than a female's pair of the mountainous peaks.

"Everyone, escape from our right after I cast my magic!"

"Ready!" Rochelle's order came along with an orb of magic force. Without requiring any chant to execute her magic, a blinding light spreads outward from where she's standing still.

"Move!" Rochelle pulled Alrune and Pharcis as she moves because Yesha's agility is considerably high, and Hansen's fitness is the top between four of them.

Their escape managed to throw off some of the orcs, but with their sensitivity to smell, it is just a matter of time before they caught up to the party!

...

"Shall we go to the western peak for a walk after we purchased the flour your shop needs?" Aiolos whispered beside Tetros' ear, making it sound mysterious yet caring.

The pair of lovebirds walked side by side, throwing of dog foods wherever they pass as a show to lonely gods scattered between them. They were in their own world right now, with two palms interlinked together, unwilling to let go even a finger-worth of space.

Some of the gods were jealous to the point they closed their shop and immediately went to the seduction district. To a god, pent up urges could kill them mentally and disturb their cultivation progress.

(To those weren't well informed of Chinese Culture, single people are also called as a lonely dog. So when two of them got together, showing intimacy also equals to spreading jealousy out all around them, hence the word "spreading dog food" is in use)