Journey of the Fate Destroying Emperor novel Chapter 619

(Thanks to DreuxX for the gift)

(Sorry if the chapter has more mistakes than usual. I'm in a hurry and do not have time to edit. I'll do it later.)

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Wang Wei lay in bed with his favorite wife. Of course, he would never describe her with the word "favorite," fearing she would ask him if he had others that were not his favorite.

He did not know he was so close to being killed after surviving the hooded man's catastrophe, nor did he sense his Karma Debt had increased; he was simply enjoying some time with his wife.

As they were both reading a novel, Wang Wei suddenly said: "I just had a great idea."

"What is it?"

"Why don't you change your hair color to match mine? I think we would look good with gray hair."

"No," replied Wu Hong casually.

"Why not?"

"I like my hair color."

"But we would look so cool if we match."

"In that case, why don't you turn your hair black?"

"No, thank you. I like my current image and don't want to change it."

"That's what I thought."

Wang Wei shook his head before continuing to read. Then, he suddenly remembered something. "I got a gift for you, but I don't want to give it to you."

"Why?"

Wang Wei took out something from his space ring.

"Red-bottom heels?" commented Wu Hong.

"Yes. I made these ones, especially for you. But then, I feel it would be a crime to cage those beautiful feet and toes."

"I would not expect less from someone with a foot fetish," she replied as she took one shoe and tried it on.

"Fetish has such a bad stigma to it. So, let's called it appreciation." Despite saying these words, he could not remove his eyes from her long legs; he liked how the shoe perfectly fit with her feet and accentuated her modelesque legs, making them more attractive.

"Do you want to model for me?" he asked.

"Sure, why not."

Wang Wei immediately created a small world before controlling the fate of that world to evolve into something he desired, which was a Model Runway. He had the chairs, cameras, and everything. Of course, he had to make their illusions since he feared alerting Grand Dao because they were a product of science and technology.

Wu Hong modeled for him, changing outfits and using different types of heels. Wang Wei took pictures and saved them through a magical artifact. Then, it was his turn to model for her.

"This was fun," she commented as they returned to their bed.

"Indeed," replied Wang Wei as he watched her remove them, conflicted about whether he wanted them on or off. He felt it was a curse for his wife to be so beautiful.

"Are you going to do something with them?"

"Yes. I'm going to start a cultural revolution by selling them."

"That's a good idea. Many women will be interested in buying if you refine them as magical artifacts," she replied before suddenly stopping and giggling.

"What's funny?"

"I just imagined people like Huo Fenghuang, Zhen Biyu, and Mo Xingyun fighting in the Heaven Will Battle with heels on."

"That's one of the reasons I'm doing this. I figured although there would be no merit for such an invention, I could gather some luck if they became popular enough. Plus, molding the world as I see fit is really fun."

"Regn in your God Complex," added Wu Hong before continuing her reading

"God wishes he was me," sneered Wang Wei as he took a back to read as well. "Wait, I have something I've always wanted to ask, but it always slipped my mind."

"What is it this time?"

"Why did you appear in the Lust Part of my Pagoda Trial?" He always remembered the anomaly that happened during that trial, where he saw Wu Hong's face, and she betrayed him. He knew she was responsible for the anomaly as it was easy with her power, but he never understood why.

"I wanted to significantly impact you and prevent you from pursuing others. Unfortunately, my plan was not hundred percent successful since you're a man-whore and slept with other women."