Hero? Are You Worthy?
Chapter 310 - 194: Holy Daughter? Bullshit! (1)

Chapter 310: Chapter 194: Holy Daughter? Bullshit! (1)

Along the way, Onions had been nauseatingly sweet with Inas, showering each other with affection, while showing a contemptuous face towards Qin Chu. Qin Chu couldn’t be bothered with those two; there had never been any interaction to begin with, so no one could have expected Onions, that idiot, to actually make a move.

The breaking of the Light Seal was not a big deal, but the dark red thread that had been locked by the Holy Light seized the opportunity to burrow into Onions’ body, instantly finding a new host.

For a moment, Qin Chu was bewildered.

He didn’t even know what to say anymore.

Looking at Onions was like looking at a landlord’s foolish son.

If he were on Earth, he would be the typical uneducated heir, with abysmal academic performance, yet somehow holding a diploma from some prestigious university abroad... Everyone thinks that the children of wealthy families will receive a more elite education and become more outstanding talents, but actually, there are definitely more than a few like the former.

The identity as the former Church Venerable of the Earth Mother Goddess Sect’s son placed Onions far ahead of others since the moment of his birth.

The most difficult first step of cultivation, sensing Elemental Power? That wasn’t hard for him; his mother would infuse consciousness into his body, directly guiding him to take in the Magic Elements.

Holy Crystal Stones are rare treasures and materials, but for Onions, they were just common aids used during practice.

Magic Potions, whose value could rival a city’s and which speed up cultivation and increase Magic Power reserves, were nothing more than ordinary beverages to Onions.

Precious Magic Spells? Were they really that valuable? Wasn’t it something he could have whenever he wanted?

Magic Teacher? His mother was the finest Magic Teacher.

Powerful Magic Wands? Oh, those things? The Earth Mother Goddess Sect’s treasury had as many as you could want.

Before Onions was even born, his mother had already paved his future for him—if it was a girl, she would be the next Church Venerable, and if it was a boy, then the Saint Heir.

Onions was merely walking like a beautifully crafted doll on the path his mother laid out for him.

Moreover, one point was very important.

That was, Onions’ mother, was still alive.

She had been the one to voluntarily step down from the position of Church Venerable of the Earth Mother Goddess Sect, otherwise, it wouldn’t have been Saint Monica’s turn... This situation also led to a massive number of believers clustering around Onions since childhood, living in an environment of extreme indulgence and flattery, which directly contributed to Onions becoming more and more arrogant and disdainful.

Actually, in Qin Chu’s view, Onions’ talent was not outstanding. Amid the countless Holy Crystal Stones and Magic Potions, with the finest Magic Teachers, Magic Spells, and yet, to date, Onions’ Level was only 79, one level lower than Inas was.

It can be seen that if it weren’t for having a mother who is a Church Venerable, Onions’ achievements in life would be very limited.

While Qin Chu understood why Onions had developed such an overbearing and arrogant personality, he had not expected him to dare to attack himself, a Hero.

Fuck, this idiot!

That was the only sound Qin Chu could muster after holding it in for so long.

The words immediately drew mockery from Onions, who did not get angry. On that handsome face was only a disdain that couldn’t be dismissed, "As a Hero, to utter such vulgar language is truly unbecoming."

"A foreigner from a Different World, with no understanding of manners at all."

Getting angry over such a Barbarian like Qin Chu would even make Onions feel demeaned.

"Mr. Brave, I think you shouldn’t spend all your time on women and cultivation; you ought to take some time to learn the etiquette of the upper society of Sky Dome Continent, otherwise, your behavior will cause all the gentry of Sky Dome Continent to lose face."

What a stinking fool, ah. The entire world is almost being stomped flat by Demons, and at this moment, he’s still expecting to learn etiquette? Is there really nothing wrong with his brain?

It seemed Onions just then recalled the light orb he had just shattered, "By the way, Mr. Brave, what was that just now?"

Qin Chu spread his hands, indicating it was nothing, and stood up from the ground, his eyes fixing on Onions. This gaze made the Holy Son somewhat mystified, "What are you looking at?"

"Nothing much, just feeling... you really are fucking handsome," Qin Chu exclaimed, sincerely impressed.

He and Shaye had been researching this thing all along, but they could never come to a definite conclusion. Shaye had suggested that maybe they could reintroduce this thread back into someone’s body to observe the person’s changes, to determine its real effects.

Practice reveals the truth, right?

However, Qin Chu felt bad using innocent, unrelated people as guinea pigs for experiments. And now here was Onions, this kid, volunteering himself for the scientific research of Sky Dome Continent, truly moving Qin Chu deeply.

Qin Chu gazed at Onions, slowly patting Onions’ shoulder, a gesture that irked Onions, who irritably brushed Qin Chu’s hand aside.

Qin Chu wasn’t upset at all; he praised Onions’ noble spirit once more, "Mr. Onions, I might have misunderstood you before, but now I see that you are indeed a very outstanding individual, with a noble character willing to sacrifice everything for the future of this world. Please allow me to express my utmost respect for you."

Though Onions had grown accustomed to all sorts of flattery and praise, receiving commendation directly from Mr. Brave made him feel somewhat proud, his head subconsciously lifting.

"Ah, right, Mr. Onions, did you come to see me for some reason?"

Only then did Onions remember his true purpose, and his expression turned solemn once again, "Mr. Brave, I came to warn you not to entertain any ambition of spying on Inas, and do not attempt to make a move on her. Inas is mine..."

"Mm-hmm, you can rest assured on that one, Holy Son," Qin Chu nodded, "I swear by the name of the Holy Light Goddess that I will absolutely not make a move on Miss Inas."

"If I break this oath, may the Holy Light Goddess bring upon me her cruelest punishment."

"You can be at ease now, can’t you, Holy Son?" Qin Chu raised an eyebrow and asked with a smile.

In this world, to swear by the name of a Goddess is a very solemn act. Onions nodded with satisfaction. As he was about to turn around and leave, having accomplished his purpose, he coincidentally caught sight of a figure approaching—it was Silf, one of the original members of the Hero Team, the Ghost Shooter.

A filthy half-breed.

Onions held no fondness for Silf, because she was an ancestral elf. Although she looked beautiful on the outside, in the eyes of the Holy Son, the purity of one’s bloodline trumped all. Mixed blood was dirty, tainted.

Usually, even approaching such would make Onions feel as though his own purity had been defiled.

Yet for some reason, upon laying eyes on Silf this time, Onions felt deeply attracted.

The hazy moonlight cast a jade-like sheen on her beautiful, pale face. Though it was not their first meeting, Onions felt for the first time that this elf was incredibly beautiful, like a dream, akin to a goddess in a dream.

There seemed to be a remarkable charm about Silf that drew Onions closer.

His gaze turned fiery, and his breathing inexplicably quickened.

It took a long while for Onions to realize that his gaze might have been impolite, and a gentlemanly smile surfaced on his face as he gracefully bowed, "Ah, the beautiful Miss Silf, the moonlight tonight is so splendid, I think it must be blooming for your beauty."

"To see such a beautiful goddess on such a lovely night is my honor."

With an exaggerated tone of voice, like a poet, Onions praised Silf’s beauty. He took a step forward seemingly wanting to take Silf’s small hand for a hand-kiss. But Onions’ repugnant behavior only made Silf’s flesh crawl, and before he could even make out her movement, the next moment he felt a sharp kick to his chest and was sent flying backward, rolling a good distance away.

For Onions, who had always valued appearances and etiquette, this was undeniably a very humiliating act. Yet, though humiliated, Onions felt not the slightest anger.

In his eyes, there was still a light, as if he felt Silf was so unique, so enchanting.

Watching Silf head straight for Mr. Brave, and especially seeing Qin Chu pull Silf into the tent...

Looking at the two figures embracing each other in the light of the fire, a sharp pang of jealousy shot through Onions’ eyes.

He couldn’t understand why—despite having had such disdain for Silf before—seeing Silf and Qin Chu together made him feel so distressed, as if something that belonged to him had been ruthlessly taken away.

He even felt an urge to rush in and beat up that damned hero, or maybe even kill him outright...

But luckily, though the violence within him was strong, Onions managed to control himself. Suppressing the uncomfortable feelings, Onions quickly left the area.

Just outside the camp of the Earth Mother Goddess Sect, Inas was waiting by the campfire and upon seeing her lover return, her eyes suddenly brightened, and she waved at Onions cheerfully.

Onions instinctively wanted to show a smile, but somehow, at this moment, smiling back at Inas seemed extraordinarily difficult.

Compared to the beautiful elf Silf, the Holy Daughter of the Earth Mother Goddess Sect looked like a filthy, disgusting pile of dog shit.

Not to mention compared to the elf, even when compared to the maids nearby, she paled significantly.

For some reason, Onions seemed to have lost all interest in his lover all of a sudden.

"Sorry Inas, I’m a bit tired and need to rest. You go on back first," Onions said with an indifferent voice.

Inas was briefly stunned, a hint of dejection on her face, but without overthinking, she advised Onions to rest soon and then turned to leave.

Once Inas had left, Onions’ eyes suddenly fell on the nun who had always taken care of him, and a flirtatious smile appeared on his face.

Perhaps she could be called ’auntie’?

After all, she seemed to be over fifty years old.

But, inexplicably, he really wanted to possess this woman.