Universe’s Ultimate BOSS

In front of the golden stone tablet.

Everyone tensed up for no apparent reason. They were about to find out what kind of taste this creator god had!

A moment later, that seemingly supreme voice rang out again, "There's absolutely no hint of infatuation in your words, but upon closer examination, it does express a man's infatuation with a woman. You barely pass the test!"

Holy crap!

This poem actually meets the standard!

The entire audience of readers was dumbfounded, feeling that they truly couldn't understand this world anymore.

If even the creator god is so shameless, does that mean that the world should take pride in being cheap and shameless?

These scholars who have studied diligently for many years cannot be considered true intellectuals at all.

Because they couldn't write erotic poetry, they completely failed to grasp the true essence of scholarship.

"Very good!"

Ruan Xiaoqi jumped up excitedly. This was the first time he had been recognized since he started his studies, and it was even recognized by the creator god. This feeling was really... awesome!

Behind Wang Hao, the young master of the Undying Pavilion looked annoyed. If time could be turned back, he would definitely choose to study hard.

Because he knew he had plenty of shamelessness, but lacked moral character, and what he lacked compared to Wang Hao and Ruan Xiaoqi was literary cultivation.

Just then, that supreme voice rang out again, "Is there anyone else to add? If not, then the halo belongs to this person..."

All eyes immediately fell on Wang Hao. It seemed that only Wang Hao had the ability to overpower Ruan Xiaoqi in this regard, and no one else was qualified.

Wang Hao smiled and said, "Looking at it from the side, it's a range; looking at it from the front, it's a peak. It's just because I'm in the middle of the mountain."

"Holy shit!"

The audience couldn't help but swear, inwardly giving Wang Hao's poem a thumbs up.

This sentence is truly elegant without being vulgar, and crude without losing its depth.

Not only is there no explicit expression, but the fascination is also described so vividly.

Even looking at the literal meaning of the words, you can't tell at all that he wrote vulgar verses.

Of course, the brilliance of the saying "Only because I am in the mountain" lies in the fact that it applies perfectly whether the creator god is fascinated by the women's bathhouse or by the mountains!

The entire audience of readers looked at Wang Hao with admiration. Only today did they realize that a true poem not only needs to express the literal meaning to deceive the world, but also needs to hide the author's vulgar thoughts.

Zhao Yiling's eyes sparkled with golden light. She realized that Wang Hao was most handsome when he was doing his research, just like when they first met, Wang Hao was full of vigor and became the focus of everyone's attention.

Ling Xiao couldn't help but exclaim, "Junior Brother is truly remarkable! Not only does his reputation as the Demon King resound throughout the multiverse, but his reputation as a lecherous genius will soon spread far and wide. He is truly admirable!"

"Boss, you're the strongest, the best, the brightest, the proudest..."

Qian Wanyang and Chen Yao, the two underlings, jumped up excitedly and cheered wildly for Wang Hao.

Wang Tianyi sighed and said, "I'm sorry for this child. I didn't accompany him on his path of growth, which led him down this road."

Lin Shiqi said with tears in her eyes, "Brother Tianyi, it's not your fault. If I hadn't returned to the Ice Palace back then, Hao'er would definitely have been even more outstanding."

Wang Tianyi put his arm around Lin Shiqi and asked in a low voice, "Shiqi, do you really think we shouldn't consider having another one?! This eldest one seems hopeless!"

Lin Shiqi pushed Wang Tianyi away and said coldly, "You're the one who's hopeless. Hao'er is just a little shameless, but his character is still top-notch. Besides, even the Creator God is so shameless now, which proves that Hao'er hasn't gone down the wrong path!"

Xia Weiwei, Xue Qianqin, Mai Mengmeng, and Le Xuan couldn't help but think to themselves, "Does their master have bad eyesight?! With Wang Hao's shameless personality, is his character really without flaws?!"

Just then, that seemingly supreme voice rang out again, "Perfect answer, receive the second halo!"

"call out……"

The next second, a series of sharp whooshing sounds rang out.

Everyone looked at Wang Hao with envy. They saw starlight flying in from all directions, and then forming a second golden halo around Wang Hao's waist like fireflies.

Wang Hao turned to look at the God of Slaughter, raised an eyebrow and said, "Ugly freak, did you see that? This is what you call writing poetry!"

"you……"

The killing god trembled all over, feeling an urge to kill Wang Hao at all costs.

Because he discovered that Wang Hao was far too terrifying. If Wang Hao were to successfully ascend the Path to Heaven and obtain a divine status, then the Pure Land of Bliss would surely be thrown into chaos, and his true self would undoubtedly perish.

Oreki said, "Lord God of Slaughter, I know what you're worried about. Although Wang Hao's combat power is terrifying, it's not like there's no way to deal with him."

The God of Slaughter frowned and said, "You're not planning to borrow the power of the ancient demon, are you?!"

Oreki smiled confidently, "Don't worry, Lord God of Slaughter. Through the research of the chosen ones of each generation, we are now able to borrow the power of the ancient demons. It is absolutely foolproof."

The God of Slaughter warned, "You must be careful when you use it. If the ancient demon escapes, the consequences will be unimaginable."

Zhemu patted his chest and assured him, "Don't worry, Lord God of Slaughter, I know what I'm doing."

Just then, the text on the golden stone tablet changed again, reading: "Hoeing the fields at noon, please use your imagination to write the following sentences. Friendly reminder: the more, the better."

The God of Slaughter suddenly exclaimed excitedly, his words tumbling out incoherently: "Hoeing the fields at noon! It's actually 'Hoeing the fields at noon'! I've heard this poem from the Creator God, I've heard it, there's absolutely no mistake, I remember it clearly..."

Oreki raised his hand and shouted, "May the God of Slaughter be mighty and blessed with boundless good fortune!"

"May the God of Slaughter be mighty and blessed with boundless fortune!" The men behind the God of Slaughter also raised their hands and shouted loudly.

Wang Hao was slightly taken aback, feeling that something was amiss. Would such a despicable person really reveal the answer so easily?!

The God of Slaughter gave Wang Hao a provocative look, then shouted loudly, "Hoeing the fields at noon, women are unreliable; with nothing to do, why not play cards?"

"Hiss..."

Wang Hao burst out laughing. This creator god was indeed from his hometown, he even brought along the game of Dou Dizhu (a card game).

A supreme voice rang out, "Wrong answer, penalty mode activated!"

"Boom..."

No sooner had the words left his mouth than a thunderous roar echoed through the void.

"ah……"

The next second, a bloodcurdling scream, like a pig being slaughtered, echoed through the void.

"Lord God of Slaughter, are you alright!?"

Oreki was shocked and rushed forward to support the God of Slaughter, but the God of Slaughter had already been cleaved beyond recognition.

Everyone in the audience gave the God of Slaughter a sympathetic look. Just a second ago, they thought the God of Creation and the God of Slaughter had a good relationship, but the next second they were slapped in the face by the God of Creation. It looked painful!

"Why am I always the one who gets hurt?! The Creator God clearly spoke this poem back then!"

The God of Slaughter was so aggrieved he almost cried; he realized that the Creator God's thoughts were simply too difficult to fathom...