Chapter 217 A Goddess?

All right, I’ll choose this Demigod thingy. It’s an ancient ground where gods and deities once lived. Pets of all types have a chance of taking in the divine energy left behind and grow strong

The problem was, the Demigod Burial had left its home since time immemorial. It remained to be found out whether any “power of the gods” still lingered.

The pet he needed to train was a Celestial Pig, which meant that a cultivation plane with poison-type enemies was more suitable. Still, the Demigod Burial was not a bad choice since it was more or less an “all-in-one solution” for all kinds of pets-except for undead-type pets, who wouldn’t do so well against divine energy.

It didn’t matter though. Su Ping was hoping to take Little Skeleton to a harsh training environment since that would definitely help it grow strong faster.

120 points per death, that is to say, 12,000 astral coins down the drain if I kick the bucket.

Su Ping clenched his teeth and confirmed the choice. Of course, he didn’t forget to sign a temporary pet contract with the Celestial Pig and took it along before leaving.

The pig had spent a few days in his shop while casually enjoying the rich energy inside a nursing pen. It seemed the creature had somehow reached the next phase of its current rank, while also gaining a new skill: “Nightmare Prison.”

All of this happened while it slept.

Nightmare Prison was a psychic-type skill, which was a strange thing to happen to a poison-type Celestial Pig. Although Su Ping was no longer surprised by such matters in his shop. The Dark Dragon Hound was supposed to be good at offense, yet it had mastered five different elemental shields to their max level, becoming quite the tank. Then there was the proud and merciless Inferno Dragon who had learned how to tread quietly by sticking close to the floor. Nothing could get weirder at this rate.

Like always, a sudden vortex appeared in the room and drew him inside.

He opened his eyes once he noticed the smell of flowers and was stunned to realize that he had been teleported to the middle of a garden. A rather big one at that.

The floor beneath him was neatly paved with clean cut stones, while several Greek-style stone columns were nearby. The plants and flowers were growing so nicely that they almost blocked his view.

“The remnant of a civilization?” He gazed at everything in awe.

After reading the name “Demigod Burial,” he was expecting some kind of old battlefield full of dead bodies or a gloomy graveyard, but not this… A colorful sea of flowers that looked like a hidden haven used by hermits.

Was this place built by gods or something?

Su Ping suddenly became more conscious of his lack of knowledge. As a modern citizen raised in a country without religious beliefs, the word “god” was not something he would come across often. He did run into a lot of similar entities inside the Chaotic Realm of the Undead, but that wouldn’t help him learn much about divinity.

More importantly, who owned this garden? Were they still there?

The system suddenly left a message in his mind. “Host, you have reached a divinity-controlled plane. Buy ‘Divinity Language’ skill? (Y

/N)” “How much?”

“Ten thousand energy points for the general language. You will be in need of others that belong to certain categories later, which will cost differently depending on the circumstances.”

Su Ping sighed in relief. The price sounded fine, since he was going to learn a whole language system even the best historians in his world might not know.

“Yes.”

“Affirmative. Downloading…”

Su Ping felt how his mind was swelling with something he couldn’t understand at first. Still, the process ended way faster then he had thought. Once he received the full knowledge of the language, he noticed that it was… pretty simple. It was as if someone had invented a new tongue which was able to convey much more using fewer words, compared to modern languages. He felt as if he could shorten The Complete Works of William Shookspeare to several dozen pages if he wanted to.

As soon as he learned this new language, he suddenly saw something white moving above him and heard a sweet voice talking.

“Strange, I smell insects nearby. It can’t be. I just sprayed disinfectant around here.”

Su Ping looked up and realized that he was looking at a woman wearing a skirt from, well, directly under her.

He felt his head turning hot at the sight.

There was a giant lady almost three meters tall floating above him. Her soft, adorable skirt and that pair of smooth white legs were definitely enough to draw the inner beast out of most male creatures. Only that, Su Ping was not in the right position to admire her looks.

The woman saw him down below… She spent a few seconds taking it in, before she covered her private spot and screamed at the top of her lungs. Su Ping felt his head getting dizzy due to the loud and sharp noise, which was followed by the flying woman’s intense killing intent that had almost materialized around her.

“It-it-it’s not my fault. You were like, moving to me on your own, right??” “DIE, filthy clone!!”

Seeing danger coming, Su Ping immediately summoned Little Skeleton and the Inferno Dragon to help him.

As soon as the two pets showed up, a golden, crescent aura came and cut Little Skeleton, who had appeared a little farther from Su Ping, in half.

The Inferno Dragon felt the compelling power contained within the attack and felt its very soul urging it to bow down and surrender to the giant woman. But as soon as it noticed that Su Ping was in danger, the instinct of protecting its master overrode its actions.

Without waiting for Su Ping’s order, the dragon charged into the blade-like aura.