Chapter 199: The Battle For The Role Of Amba.s.sador (1)

　　As usual, the weather in h.e.l.l was downcast, but it couldn't hold a candle to the gloom that Nine Ballads felt in her heart.

　　Heh, on top of not being able to drag that woman down, she was the one who got killed in the end instead.

　　Nine Ballads grit her teeth and her eyes seethed with unconcealed rage.

　　Collecting herself, Nine Ballads started examining her surroundings. Aside from herself, there were several other people she didn't recognize who were wandering about trying to find the Door of Rebirth.

　　A Daoist happened to stumbled upon her while he was wandering around. While acting as if he was just pa.s.sing by, he snuck glances at her. After peeking at her for a good long while, he finally mustered up the courage to walk up to her and say, "Hey, aren't you the G.o.ddess, Nine Ballads?"

　　Nine Ballads shot an indifferent glance at the Daoist and remained silent.

　　Surprisingly, the Daoist who was ignored was overjoyed by her dismissal.

　　That arrogance! That look of coldness! It really was Nine Ballads!

　　"You really are the G.o.ddess, Nine Ballads! What a coincidence, who would've thought that I'd be able to b.u.mp into you even in h.e.l.l! But, why're you in here…"

　　Before he had a chance to finish, Nine Ballads cowed him with a single glare.

　　He'd touched on a sore spot, and Nine Ballads was now staring the Daoist down. Upon noticing that he wore the same robes as Nutjob – that of White Cloud Temple's disciples – the rage that burned in her eyes increased in intensity. It was as if she wanted to swallow him whole.

　　The Daoist silently gulped down a mouthful of saliva before he quietly took a step backwards.

　　Did he say something wrong? That must have been what happened. In general, all of the G.o.ds in the game have an exceptional amount of self-esteem. If he met her in h.e.l.l, that meant…

　　"G.o.ddess Nine Ballads, I… I'm your fan. I saw the video of you entering the Swordmaster Pavilion's martial arts compet.i.tion previously on the forums and thought you looked really cool. So I…" The Daoist's voice grew increasingly softer, till his voice eventually squeaked out of existence.

　　Nine Ballads narrowed her eyes and asked, "You're from White Cloud Temple, why would you be watching a compet.i.tion from Swordmaster Pavilion?"

　　The Daoist gulped down another mouthful of saliva and said, "About that… the forums didn't have any martial arts compet.i.tions for White Cloud Temple. It only had videos from Swordmaster Pavilion."