My Pet Beast is really not an Evil God
Chapter 357 - 145: Little Spider becomes love-sick! lsp overjoyed! King of Elysium (Request for Monthly Ticket) _4

Chapter 357: Chapter 145: Little Spider becomes love-sick! lsp overjoyed! King of Elysium (Request for Monthly Ticket) _4

As fighting is forbidden inside, it houses not only a large number of Cultists of the Evil God and wanted Beastmasters but also many unique shops run by alien races.

For example, the Abyssal Fishmen, known for their exceptional hand-to-hand combat skills, are extremely adept at massage. Deep tissue massages by the old fishman masters can relieve muscle fatigue and prevent latent injuries, making it suitable for pet beasts undergoing intense training.

There are also the songs from the Ocean Sirens, which can soothe the mind and are suitable for recuperation. As you progress to either spiritual metamorphosis or promotion to Morning Star, it is necessary for your spirit, will, and spiritual power to remain stable. Once you enter the Mother River, you must maintain emotional stability..."

Watching the incessantly talking Charles Brown, Gary Smith felt warmth in his heart, sensing that the other party was considerate of him.

Unbeknown to Charles Brown, Gary Smith’s mental issues had already been resolved. No one had discovered yet that there was something wrong with the sun, not the world.

Charles misunderstood and thought Gary still had hidden problems. His concern for him was no less than that of a real uncle.

Hearing this, Gary curiously asked, "Who is behind all this?"

Just from hearing the description, Gary could tell that this was like eighteen money trees collecting resources worldwide, with an enormous layout. Plus, it provides access to the other side of the Abyss, something not an average person could achieve.

Charles Brown looked around and whispered,

"The real master of Joy Street has always been a mystery, but there are rumors that it might be related to the King of Elysium, although he has never publicly admitted it."

The King of Elysium, one of the human kings, is a powerful being above countless lives.

Gary was surprised, he hadn’t expected that behind Joy Street was a True King. This was the second time he heard about the True King, the first being Lilith’s origin, and her almost void-created power.

But it made sense. If it weren’t for their tremendous backstage influence, how could the Alliance allow a high-level black market full of vices to roam the human territories?

Even if it only attracted Beastmasters and did not affect humans, it was still unacceptable.

Since one of the highest authority in the human clan backed it, everything seemed reasonable.

Joy... Desire... Elysium...

It’s hard to say there’s no connection, but the exact purpose remains unknown.

After all, such a high-level existence has transcended the mortal realm. Using Gary’s current thinking to figure out its thoughts is as ridiculous as an ant trying to comprehend humans.

Gary laughed and asked, "Aren’t there any more exciting shops?"

"Of course, there are. Typical Joy Streets will have shops like Siren counselling services, Elf Maid shops, Mermaid Hook Fence, Mountain Beast Bone Setting, Dragon Massage, and even a Confession Room that cosplays the Thorn Church, looking more like a nun than a real one..."

As Charles became too engrossed in his explanation, he suddenly noticed a group of pedestrians stopping and pretending to be busy on their mobile phones while secretly listening in. Although their disguise was good, the large number of people made it obvious, causing a blockage on the road.

"You all shouldn’t stand together ..."

The traffic police were initially about to disperse the crowd, but upon hearing Charles’s explanations, they too were fascinated. After Charles ceased talking, they couldn’t help but ask,

"What else is there?"

These Beastmasters sure know how to have fun; just listening is interesting.

Charles, feeling speechless, hurriedly escorted Gary away. The crowd gradually dispersed, preparing to return home and brag to their families.

Gary followed Charles to the outskirts of the city, and saw him take out a black card with a picture of a pink and a purple snake, each with wings, coiling around and biting an apple. The lively image gave people a sense of wantonness, tranquility, and pleasure.

"This is the pass card for Joy Street. Without it, you can’t enter. This time, Joy Street comes to the borderland. Apart from distributing cards for the destined to enter, the Beastmasters who have reached spiritual metamorphosis will also receive one..."

As Charles was talking, he flicked the card.

Hiss Hiss!

Accompanied by the sound of a snake’s hiss, the two snake shadows on the card suddenly popped up, intertwining into a pink portal.

Charles stepped into it, Gary closely following. However, as he approached, the portal suddenly fluctuated. He thought there was a problem.

But it quickly stabilized, and Gary hastened his steps to cross over. After he left, ripples appeared in the void behind the portal, and a shadow appeared, looking towards Abyss City.

Or rather ...

At the white figure atop the Abyss City tower.

On the other side, Gary successfully entered what was known as earthly bliss—Joy Street!

What came before his eyes was not so much a street, but more like a magnificent ancient city, with a great number of gorgeous pavilions, towers, delicately-carved railings, and jade-built scenes all arranged neatly.

Words such as magnificent can hardly describe it; it brims with indescribable luxury and prosperity, as if the entire place were made of gold. Here, you can find all pleasures.

There was no lack of Beastmasters coming and going on the street, as well as various strange-looking alien races. The most common were scantily dressed half-human outsiders, and so on....

Gary finally understood what gave the half-human horse women warriors their edge!

On both sides of the street stood countless shops, plastered with slogans, and an array of enticing beauties and unique goods.

In comparison, the previous black market seemed like a small countryside shop.

And the first stop for Gary and Charles was ...

Hook Fence Music Listening!