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Title: Channeling Inner-Insultor!

Her first memory was not of her real body but something deep-red. A blade of incomparable stature zooms past ‘HIM,’ creating her and her sibling. And she remembers that red blade. Mist-like slaughter energy originates from the keen edge as the white-haired, pale, blood-eyed youth stares at her and her other half with no intention of moving or making things difficult for them.

They weren’t newborns—despite separate cognition, which she seems to have gotten more of, given how her Golden Half roars, charging the enemy with a brutal rush.

Why didn’t he kills us?—was her second thought. Separating ‘HIM’ in two halves weakened her and her other half to the point the blade-wielding deity would need another swing of his blade to end them! So, what stopped him?

Why did he capture her other half instead of killing him and then stare at her again as if waiting for her response?

Everything about this situation made her want to retreat, recuperate, understand her limits, and THEN plan for her next action.

But where could she retreat?

‘HIS’ fall will allow human deities to overrun the Divine Realm soon enough. Her other half was captured easily, too, with the Law of Order she did not believe her assailant possessed until now.

So, she chose to fall.

Not descend.

There is no descent after ascending to Godhood, only fall.

The laws of Heaven and Earth that once shaped her perfect body now pressure her, snatching her Immortal Qi, control over various laws, the divinity marked on her separated soul, and the strength of her body.

Something must be done!

She refused to let ‘ancestor’s’ creators take their gifts away! She must bend the rules to her advantage.

Thus, as she fell, she concentrated everything divine about her into a single point—Nurturing her spear’s first construct so she may live with it later and shape and refine it at her convenience.

As expected, all the heavenly rules around her disappear, and her now very mortal, albeit powerful body strikes the land beneath.

She would have reached her peak in a matter of few years had she stayed in the Divine Realm, but now?

She does not dare think of the time needed for her recuperation. Before slumbering for years to come, she shapes a part of the continent with her Laws, redefining space and other elements within it, creating a massive, soothing lake with healing properties that her body would end up saturating in days, and appointing the last known true Drake in the mortal realm as her residence’s guard.

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A wave of unneeded nostalgia crashes into her as she brings her weary, ‘heartless’ body into the lake to recuperate again. Her peerless silver spear lets out a soft, worried-keening noise, displaying sentience unbefitting a Dragon’s weapon. But she has lived long enough to realize just how extremely Asura separated her and her other half.

They are polar opposites!

“Your Highness!” Di Tian regards her with her true identity instead of the ‘Lady’ cooked once he brought Ja Yin in her early years.

“It’s going to be fine,” she replies calmly, her delicate feet touching the surface of the lake as her spear continues to revolve around her protectively. A gaping hole in the left portion of her chest has yet to fill out as dark purple veins map the fair skin around the injury, a few poisoned streams reaching near her face, marking her jaws with their eldritch, venomous grip.

“If I could have consumed Ja Sun, such an injury would not have mattered,” she smiles breezily, not revealing a pained look as she stands on the water calmly.

“We need to do something!” Di Tian claims.

“There is nothing we can do.”

“Your—”

“All we can do is—” She interjects calmly, gently grasping her spear. “—Wait. There is nowhere to run anymore.”

Di Tian feels his stomach sink as a familiar helplessness assails him, similar to the time when his entire species was massacred.

“How could this happen?” He mutters with a complicated look.

The current Beast God doesn’t live a life based on friends and enemies. To him, everyone may even be his friend until he gets to know them, allowing him to live carefreely amongst spirit beasts and earning him their favor. He is more of a beast than the other 100000-year-old beasts who have to become human to progress on the path of godhood.

‘I took a risk and failed,’ She shakes her head calmly. ‘And I cannot fall any lower. With his comprehension as a Grandmaster of Spatial Laws, he can find me anywhere in this realm, given enough time. And he won’t let me recuperate with her lover’s poison coursing through my veins.’

She looks at the sky she created in this realm.

‘Is it fate or his luck? Even with Di Tian here, I’ve been alone—Separated. But he, even with his injuries, managed to survive me and the Blood God with the help of his friend and family. Would I have succeeded if I had the fortune of claiming someone my own?’

A conflicted expression graces her resplendent purple eyes.

‘My other half would want to devour me. I’m ailed with such urges, too.’

‘Two separate beings marked with a hunger to reach their previous form. But,’ she looks at the worried Di Tian. ‘But I do not wish to become that form again, not after all these years as myself. Why must my cognition disappear so another’s can return? Why did ‘he’ not kill us that day?’

She waits calmly, not deluding herself with the notion that Ja Sun might not get here for some reason.

No.

He will get here.

After observing Ja Sun for this long, there is a strange sense of belief within her spirit.

And she is sure that Ja Sun will never miss a good bargain—her.

‘But I refuse to become a part of him, too,’ her gaze turns stern.

‘I refuse to fall under Heaven’s will. And I refuse to escape this realm like him.’ She recalls her jubilant ‘sibling’ leaving this heaven for another’s—his fate unknown.

Every sentient lifeform desires something. She would have tried fleeing if she desired to live and clung to it. No.

She desired the power to live freely, unfettered by the world’s ways—maybe slumbering in a lake for the rest of her life, too. But not out of desperation!

“So, do you have a name, or should I call you your supposed species, Silver Dragon?”

A calm voice disrupts her musings. Di Tian stands still, and her spear erupts with a wild divine pressure that fails to impress the only man touching the mortal peak—a step away from godhood—despite power far surpassing the threshold!

The sleek purple armor around his face crawls into his skin, revealing a wheat-skinned face sporting gold-green eyes saturated with curiosity and a collected dark-silver mane sprouting over his head, covering his fuzzy feline ears underneath. He stands not far from her, spatial fluctuations erupting from his body constantly, as he seems oddly composed compared to his devil-may-care attitude or certainly suppressed enough to reveal a sense of calmness he didn’t possess.

Spiritual fluctuations from the two cause ripples to spread from under their feet, measuring each other’s weaknesses and, more importantly: their strengths.

“Silver Dragon King,” She corrects him with a smile as if she isn’t a donut of a drake at the moment with a fist-sized hole busted through her body.

“And I named myself Gu Yuena a few thousand years ago.”

“Gu Yuena,” Ja Sun nods, “Sounds like everyone’s got a better naming sense than Yin.” He scoffs under his breath, a little peeved about his first son getting the short end of the stick. ‘I guess that’s why single parenthood ain’t recommended.’

Disregarding the wildly culturally inappropriate puns in his mind that would lay waste to a kingdom of orphans and fatherless activities, Ja Sun stares at the woman—the dragon king.

“You’re part of the Dragon God you once told me about, right?”

She nods fearlessly, assessing Ja Sun and trying to figure out his intentions aside from the obvious ones.

“Is your other half in this realm? I think I can find it even if it’s on another planet.”

“Asura sealed him in the divine realm.”

“And you want to free him?”

“I want nothing to do with him,” She reveals. “Why do you think I sought you?”

“The general consensus is beasts can’t keep their claws off me,” Ja Sun half-shrugs. “Or pointed tails.” He could practically hear Bing Bing grind her teeth since he opened the view for the group from his spatial artifact again.

“I sought you more than Ja Yin despite her evil attribute of destiny because you are reminiscent of my other half—just not a mindless beast. And when you became one, I naturally had to try my hand. Devouring you would have empowered me in ways you cannot fathom.”

“You must have expected an equal blowback, no?” Ja Sun’s lips curl slightly. “I did not expect Bibi Dong to have such a technique. She’s too suited for her inheritance.”

“As you are suited for the path I derived, the third path of godhood—different from a lone ascension and inheritance. That is why you’re here. To make me yours.”

“I’d put it in different words, but essentially yes.” Ja Sun’s million-year-old external skin covers his face again. His scorpion tail curls behind him as six of his crimson eyes narrow.

“No hard feeling.”

“I could blow myself up,” the woman reveals, causing Di Tian to chew his lips in frustration and helplessness. With Ja Sun wielding actual divine weapons, he can no longer interrupt this fight, even with his strongest attack summoning a phantom claw of the Dragon God itself!

“But you didn’t until now,” Ja Sun readies himself. His shoulders creak with satisfying pops as eldritch maws appear on his face, revealing a slick, crimson tongue flicking from underneath.

“I didn’t,” Gu Yuena sighs softly, her fingers grasping her spear as her pale face turns a notch paler to the point she looks like a ghost. Purple veins creep her jaws, mapping her once beautiful face.

“You’ll feel better once we have this charade worked through,” Ja Sun’s figure travels beside her, his reluctant Water Dragon King saber swinging at full strength he can muster as Gu Yuena parries the attack, spatially folding her spear to make its length wrap to block the melee blow and the accompanying wave of water, ice, and cold divine energy crashing into her body.

“I expected you to be a little more excited,” Gu Yuena stabs forward, collecting the strength of seven elements and her spear’s divinity to rend his sixth spirit ability—Timeless Shield, useless, successfully blowing Ja Sun’s body apart in large chunks of purple that reattach themselves the next second, lunging at her.

“There are no rewards other than you to make me excited,” Ja Sun snickers. His external third eye bone glows to life on his purple helmet in the form of a dark-crimson eye, letting loose a temporal blast—an external bone from the Tyrant Eye Emperor!

Knowing full well she only has an initial grasp on the Law of Time, Ja Sun uses this to his advantage, forcing Gu Yuena a little back, as their battle has already frozen a good chunk of the King’s Lair with his attacks being so precise that not a single animal and plant spirit beast at the lowest of level got hurt—something she notices rather easily.

“You’ve grown softer,” Gu Yuena smirks.

“I’m better,” reveals Ja Sun, stopping a little away from his as a crimson third eye opens from his skull without his spirit rings revealed—The Eye of Causality. His scorpion tail suddenly wraps itself around his left arm from behind, the pointed tip covering his poisonous claws.

There is a reason why Ja Sun took a liking to this external bone despite having a chance to use it.

The tip of the tail glints eerily as Ja Sun moves to end the battle without too much foreplay—after all, Gu Yuena is weaker than before.

‘Causal Bite.’

His figure turns slow in the eyes of the spectating Di Tian while a worried confusion flash in Gu Yuena’s eyes as Ja Sun’s figure is onto her at that moment, fist passing through her deceptively dense flesh and draconic guts.

“Puh!”

She coughs blood on Ja Sun’s helmet, and the grasp on her spear grows tighter as she stops her weapon from attacking reflexively.

“A causal attack,” Gu Yuena looks at the wide arm passing through her being. “A weak causal attack.” She corrects herself after a moment.

“You know,” Ja Sun’s helmet recedes again. “I know a lost soul when I see one. Yin and Bibi Dong were lost until I came strutting into their lives.” He brags calmly. After all, things played out the same way in his mind, so it counts.

“And I should appreciate your insight?” Gu Yuena raises an eyebrow, grunting with moderate pain as Ja Sun pulls his arms out with a poisonous path of purplish goo, keeping her insides from flowing out of the hole.

“You should appreciate my offer.” Ja Sun eyes her seriously. “Which one of my friends and family haven’t thought of killing me seriously except for Lana, Bei, Wu, Yuehua, and Master? I don’t care about such issues. Be mine, and you will become a divine entity. That’s what you want, right?”

“You have no idea what I want,” Gu Yuena brandishes her spear in space, seven elements fusing on the tip of her weapon as she readies to blow Ja Sun away only to speak naturally as if his poison wasn’t wreaking havoc in her body.

“And most of your deals are a scam.”

Ja Sun works his jaws before grinning, “Some of them are, but you will get to be my accomplice in my later works. Maybe, I won’t have to make others my partial martial soul if I have you. Is it so hard for the mighty silver-scaled ancient hag to understand youth get it done?”

“A vain attempt to insult me.”

“Let me put things this way,” Ja Sun takes a step back, trying to win the situation without too much fighting for two reasons.

First, he doesn’t have a quest in line.

Second, fighting such a weakened Gu Yuena is somewhat disheartening to him. He wanted to fight the super boss dragon, not a ‘frail’ woman hanging to life on a thread!

“You kill me, I kill you—nobody wins. You tried absorbing me and lost your chance. I absorb you the different way, and you will retain every aspect of your autonomy except being part martial soul and part spirit beast. The third option sounds a whole lot better.

*Shiiing*

Her spear lets out a keen noise as Ja Sun scoffs.

“It’s not fucking demeaning, you pencil shaft!” His insults work way better on the weapon instead of the wielder as he adds. “I’m offering you a way out of this situation only because that’s a fucking rational thing to do.”

Massaging his head, Ja Sun supplants, “You come across as a woman, sorry, a Dragon, who will do anything for her goals. But the moment things don’t see your way, your first notion is to be the greatest sore loser in existence?”

Gu Yuena narrows her eyes.

“I refuse to become anyone else’s.”

“It’s the same fuking thing with you lot,” Ja Sun recalls his earliest conversation with Yin. “What you are and what you will be is based on your views, you big virgin.” His deviant self, who has burned one too many enemies with verbal lashing alone, resurfaces as his gaze pierces into the flinching Silver Dragon King. “Would being mine change absolutely anything about you? Would you lose your spear? Your scales? Your ridiculous mind? No! You gain things instead. You gain two divine weapons to study. You gain an expert in Arrays, who, if you recall correctly, created this absorption array based on your incomplete idea!”

The more he speaks, the more Gu Yuena falters slightly.

“You gain a social group of a popsicle sucker, an autist snow queen dancer, an opportunistic whale, a sloppy abyss dragon, oh, and did I mention a fake glasses-wearing swan?”

“You’ll have a ton of materials to look through. Our comprehension will slowly reveal a positive growth, meaning my ability to devour elements and turn them into Law Comprehensions works for everyone’s benefit. And you’re standing here preaching about—oh, I don’t want to be anybody else’s?”

He mocks her tone pompously in the end.

“I even have a fucking eyeball that speeds up the comprehension of the user based on daily meditation, both of which are being used by my team to understand their elements more clearly!”

From the distance, Di Tian could imagine Ja Sun’s spit flying in the distance during this verbal lashing of a lifetime, not minding how quickly the battle turned into something this strange!

“And here you stand, with a heart that’s already mine, claiming you’re some hot shit?” Ja Sun’s words make Gu Yuena’s eyes widen briefly. “You’re gonna die for what? A peace of mind? Did you consider I’d scavenge your remains and slow-cook them? Hmm?”

“Fine.” Gu Yuena calmly interrupts.

“Fine, what?” Ja Sun blinks, stopping a lashing of a lifetime after returning from being a mindless beast.

“I shall be your third martial soul,” Gu Yuena sighs.

“I’ve changed my mind,” Ja Sun snorts, stumping Yuena, as she stares at the Beast God until his lips curl into a playful grin. “You need a lot of training to figure out what’s a prank and what’s not.”

She scoffs under her breath, the purplish veins covering her entirely at this point as she mentions, “I only have few shorts second to live until the poison rots me from within. You won’t have a Silver Dragon King to merge with later on.”

“Then it’s a good thing the one who poisoned and took your heart out happens to be my lovely wife.”

Stating things so bluntly doesn’t help anyone but Ja Sun’s need to see Di Tian scowling like a bitch—again, and Yuena fidgeting slightly.

“Be good to them. After all, Yin can get nasty with her vines.”

Ja Sun holds his hand out, something Yuena accepts before realizing his words.

“Huh?”

Both of them disappear from the King’s Lair, entering his spatial artifact, as a brown gourd falls on the lake.

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Alternate Title: The Verbal Dismantler; The Fallen Dragon; The First Blade of Order; Asura’s Leaving Dragons With PTSD; *Asura and Yoriichi Exist* It’s PTSD Time; Years of Planning—Useless; Ja Sun Damn Lucky To Not Leave Ja Liang With Further Fatherless Life!; Ja Sun’s Kagune—oh, Wait. Wrong Verse!; How The Mighty Fall Under Gaslighting Ja Sun; The Supreme Grandmaster of Gaslighting—Ja Sun; Tongue Sharper Than Divine Weapons!; Ja Sun: You’re Already Mine!, Yuena: Aight.; When Your Family Has More Killing Intent; The Popsicle Sucker; The Autist Snow; The Sloppy Abyss Pot!; The Scanty Mother-Daugther Buns! Yuena Gets the Company of the Weirdest Group; Beast God’s Angels; Ah Yin Oiling Her Vines; Bibi Dong Learning Ah Yin’s Heart Retrieving Ways; When The Current Master is Kinder Than the Last!