Grand Dad Is The Pervert God



As Eros cultivated with both mother and daughter several times into the night, his divine shard vibrated fiercely to the union of their bodies.

Allowing for the production of rich celestial energy for his cultivation.

For a while now, Eros had been at the first rank of the soul disciple realm.

However, his cultivation was finally ready for a boast because of his engagement with the mother and daughter pair.

The Medusa queen and her daughter laid at a corner. They were in a meditative state, circulating their energies in the technique direction that Eros had taught them.

A Medusa's body was a tricky one.

They had the upper body meridians of human beings but the lower body meridians of serpents.

Their cultivation sequence was truly out of this world.

Finding a proper technique that could compliment both parts of their bodies was not at all an easy task.

On top of that, there was the complication of the kind of soul energy they cultivated.

In fact, Eros concluded that it would not have been easy for them to comprehend any other type of soul energy if it was not a primordial energy.

Their bodies were just that special.

Also, it was a miracle that their specie was still alive till this moment.

Firstly, their ancestor had entered the bad side of the gods.

The gods were known to be quite petty when it came to punishments.

They even went as far as to make punishments generational.

Secondly, they were cultivating Celestial energy, by destroying and rebuilding their meridians every day.

Medusas were not just half snake and half human.

They were something else, something special.

They were entirely different from the people of the beast kingdom that had animal features.

Even though they were born with their animal features, theirs did not originate from nature but a curse that had merged with their genes.

Some even speculated that they had a similar likeness to Titans than they did to humans.

For this reason, they were called demi human.

One could say that it was by luck that they had met Eros, or rather it was by luck that they attacked his carriage.

But then again, was it?

The words of the Celestial still rang in Eros's head.

The great Dao was just. The great Dao was never without a plan.

Was it really a coincidence that the one primordial energy he had decided to cultivate on coming into this foreign world just so happened to be the same energy that the Medusas cultivated.

They was also the fact that a prophecy of his arrival was written many years ago on their walls.

This prophecy was long before his betrayal in the heavens.

Then again, was it?

Eros thought deep and hard.

A lot of things were missing in this puzzle.

Reincarnation was subject to the great Dao and it's ways or the interruption of the gods.

Who knows?

Reincarnation for him might have happened instantly or it might have taken a hundred years.

They was no way for him to know the time gap difference until his cultivation was high enough to once more touch upon the mysteries of the universe.

But Eros could not help but think hard at this.

The Celestial in the white robes with golden patterns said that the time of retribution for the gods was at hand.

But how could that be?

The gods had defeated the Devil's and Demons of hell and the Nether realms.

Locking them up in their dimensions after the last great war.

Even those Great Demons of incredible power could not defeat the divine might of the gods.

Also, the one true beings that could have ever stood against the gods had been imprisoned with the key to their cage around the neck of the King of the gods himself.

Of course, it was no one else but the Titans.

The gods stood at the peak of existence, even tampering with the work of the great Dao itself.

The Celestiala themselves were out of the question.

They were a peaceful bunch. They were strong, but violence was not just their thing.

They preferred the solitude of their heaven.

Who was it then that could truly defeat the gods.

Even Eros himself could not claim that he could defeat them.

Of course, he wanted his revenge on all of them for what they did to him, but that was easier said than done.

When it came to skills, all he had were his bedroom prowess.

All the fighting skills he had or proficiency in the works he could perform was as a result of learning from his fellow brothers and sister gods during his infinitely free time.

He did not have techniques that he originally created that were not sexual in one way or the other.

Back then in the heavens, it was one of the reasons he had fallen.

He was a god with a lot of power but because the threat he posed was restricted to the lazy version of him they had in their minds, they decided to get rid of him and steal his power for themselves.

Eros sighed lowly.

They was just a lot of things to think of.

All he could do was to take it one step at a time, but with his experience he had accumulated for thousands of years, there was no way he would believe that this was a coincidence.

That old rule of nature still stood strong.

If the waters could be pushed, they could definitely be pulled.

For every action, there was always an equal or opposite reaction.

Eros kept these things at the back of his mind as he entered a state of deep cultivation.

He was finally climbing on his cultivation path after being in the first stage of the soul Apostle realm for too long.

He was lunching into the second stage.

The Medusa mother and daughter had provided him with enough perversive divine energy that he could convert into celestial energy.

However, as he cultivated in peace, trouble was approaching the mountain.

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