I am Just a Wild God, Why are You Kneeling Before the Heavenly Dao?

202: The more you know, the more desperate you become.Hearing Hu Jiutian’s guess, Lin Hu’s brow furrowed even deeper.

Good news: Everyone’s guesses are pretty similar, meaning they are one step closer to the truth.

Bad news: The enemy in the shadows is terrifyingly powerful; with just a slight move from them, the few of them had to hold a meeting all night, and still couldn’t come up with a solution.

’This really is... the more you know, the more desperate you become; the deeper you get into the world, the colder your heart grows.’

Lin Hu sighed silently in his heart and turned to look at the expressions of these old guys.

Although he had claimed the identity of a Reincarnation of the Holy Lord for himself, he was still lacking in experience, strength, and other aspects.

Perhaps... these old guys... should... might have a way?

As soon as Lin Hu turned around, he saw the three Elders of the White Tiger Clan staring at him without blinking, as if they wanted to bore a hole through him.

Even Hu Jiutian was staring at him with anticipation, her eyes like autumn waters, her gaze like autumn waves~

It made him feel hot all over.

”Cough cough! Why are you all staring at me?”

Bai Lie slammed the stone table.

”Who else would we stare at if not you?! This wretched night erosion mark, Night Lord, it doesn’t sound like something that should exist in our realm! Lord Lin Hu, you are the Holy Lord’s Emissary in the Monster Realm, you must make a decision!”

Bai Lie’s voice was loud and clear, carrying the Tiger Clan’s characteristic impatience and a natural sense of reliance.

Even the usually steady Grand Elder Bai Xuan stroked his snow-white long beard, the glint in his old eyes mixed with worry.

”Lord Lin Hu, has the Holy Lord ever sent down a divine oracle, guiding us on how to deal with such an evil entity?

Bai Yan didn’t speak, but his sharp tiger eyes were locked on Lin Hu, as if he wanted to dig out traces of a divine oracle from his face.

The pressure instantly fell upon Lin Hu.

He showed no emotion on his face, but inwardly, he felt as if he was being roasted over a fire.

’A decision? A divine oracle?’

Lin Hu’s heart churned, and he almost let out a bitter laugh.

’I’ve only been on the job as this ”Holy Lord” for a few days! Lord Chuping himself probably doesn’t even know how to write the three characters ”night erosion mark”!’

What to do now?

Lin Hu’s gaze swept over the expectant (or rather, pressured) faces of the three Elders, finally landing on Hu Jiutian.

This vixen!

She didn’t look like a good person at first glance.

She, however, didn’t press him like the White Tiger Elders, but instead lowered her head slightly, revealing a swan-like, snow-white neck. Her nine fluffy fox tails were neatly gathered behind her, presenting an image of ”I am weak, pitiful, and helpless, all decisions rest with you, my Lord.”

But where was the slightest bit of her previous enchanting allure in those captivating, soul-snatching eyes?

At this moment, they were crystal clear, filled with the sincerity and trust of ”the hopes of the entire village are placed upon you, my Lord,” and even a hint of imperceptible scrutiny.

’Acting! She’s really f*cking good at acting!’

An alarm blared in Lin Hu’s heart.

Hu Jiutian was definitely doing this on purpose!

She had thrown out the hot potato of ”night erosion mark” and ”Night Lord,” and now she was adopting this posture, clearly guiding all the pressure precisely onto him, the ”Reincarnation of the Holy Lord.”

What did she want to test?

To test whether Lord Chuping was truly omniscient and omnipotent?

Or to test the quality of him, this ”Holy Lord”?

The greater the pressure, the more one must remain steady.

The alarm bells in Lin Hu’s heart rang wildly, but his face was as calm as an ancient, deep well, without a ripple.

Hu Jiutian’s seemingly clear and innocent, yet subtly scrutinizing, seductive eyes, and the Elders’ burning, pressing gazes, were like invisible needles, pricking his spine until it tingled.

Lin Hu forcibly suppressed the stormy waves in his heart, firmly holding down the scorching sensation of being roasted over a fire.

He slightly raised his head, his gaze calmly sweeping over Bai Lie, Bai Xuan, and Bai Yan, finally slowly settling on Hu Jiutian’s lowered yet undeniably probing profile.

An invisible Aura subtly diffused from his body.

It wasn’t the coercion of power, but rather an extreme calmness and sense of control, as if everything was within his expectations.

”A decision?”