CHAPTER 250: YAE MIKO: SHOULD WE TAKE IN LADY SAIGUU TOO?

At this moment, even the Sacred Sakura Tree sent its blessings, with cherry blossoms cascading down like a curtain.

"Lord Heavenly Principle..."

Noah stepped into the curtain filled with the fragrance of sakura blossoms, holding Kamisato Ayaka in one arm and Sangonomiya Kokomi in the other.

Right now, Kokomi felt like she was about to become grilled fish. She already knew what was about to happen, and her mind was swimming in a daze.

Anticipation, nervousness, and a mix of countless emotions tangled together, turning her into a puppet that simply obeyed.

"Ah!"

A surprised cry rang out, and the goddesses outside the curtain instantly looked up—but the next moment, they didn’t know how to react.

Within the curtain, shadows were reflected—two figures entwined, sparking endless imagination.

Then came a wave of cosmic aura—a fusion of universal laws.

Higher gods were embodiments of rules, and such an act was naturally an interweaving of laws. This process even involved certain special laws tied to the origin of life, and was tangentially linked to Pan-Human History.

To engage in such an act with the Heavenly Principle was, without doubt, to interact directly with the universe itself. Kokomi’s aura rose visibly at a stunning pace.

In that moment, the secrets of the Great Universe seemed to unfold before the goddesses’ eyes.

There was not a trace of obscenity—on the contrary, it was deeply sacred.

Sob sob...

Kuki Shinobu, Mitsuri Kanroji, and Kirara all covered their cheeks with both hands, though their fingers left wide gaps—clearly failing to block their view. Though deeply embarrassed, they couldn’t stop themselves from looking. Their bodies and minds simply refused to obey their rational thoughts.

Because this was life’s instinctive yearning for evolution. Their very existence urged them to step forward. Yet, the modesty of being girls held them back.

All it would take was a push from someone else—or a beckoning from the protagonist—for that delicate balance to break.

"Ayaka, still so shy. Here, have some of this cheese."

"O-okay, Lord Heavenly Principle."

Since this was Kokomi’s first time—and her partner was none other than the Heavenly Principle himself—it was akin to direct interaction with the universe. Under the impact of cosmic secrets, she couldn’t last long.

He hadn’t avoided intimacy during his hundred thousand years of journeying through the Endless Planes—rather, as the embodiment of the universe, even if he lowered himself to a mortal’s level, ordinary beings simply couldn’t endure him.

They would be crushed by the pressure of Great Universe rules.

Of course, separating his power and consciousness from his true body, akin to divine descent in mythology, was possible.

Like in Greek mythology, the stallion-god Zeus projecting dream-forms to impregnate beautiful human women, or Yahweh’s divine will leading to the Virgin Mary’s conception.

But in Noah’s view, that was no different from sending a doppelganger to play cuckold. If something was worth doing, the true body should do it.

Thus, he chose to cultivate the girls he cherished into goddesses capable of withstanding him.

Reaching the True God level was the minimum threshold to bear the Heavenly Principle.

Otherwise, even a trace of the universe’s mass would be enough to shatter any non-universal rules.

When Ayaka couldn’t endure any longer, Raiden Ei and Raiden Makoto quickly pushed Mitsuri Kanroji, Kuki Shinobu, Kujou Sara, and Kirara into the curtain.

"Ughh..."

What greeted the four was Noah’s perfect form. In an instant, their eyes turned into spirals.

Noah embraced Mitsuri Kanroji, gently caressing her cheek. Below each of her eyes was a teardrop mole.

"You clearly want this so badly, yet you’re about to faint from embarrassment."

"P-please... please allow me to serve you, L-Lord Heavenly Principle..."

"You may also call me husband," Noah said, giving her soft thigh a playful squeeze.

"H-husband... my lord..." Mitsuri Kanroji nearly fainted from bliss.

More than two thousand years—it had finally happened! She had finally gotten married!

Her parents, who had reincarnated over two thousand years ago, would surely be overjoyed!

Noah lowered his head and pressed his lips to Mitsuri Kanroji’s.

He had to admit—Mitsuri wasn’t the slender type of goddess. She was soft and curvy, thanks to her unique physique.

Even so, her body had a remarkable elasticity.

Despite her physical uniqueness, Mitsuri didn’t last much longer than Kokomi or Ayaka—soon fainting blissfully.

Behind Kujou Sara, the wings of the tengu spread wide—black as night. Though a warrior goddess on the battlefield, in this moment, she was far less composed. Her armor and silks were gone, and she covered herself with her arms.

"Tengu yokai, Kujou Sara, huh."

Noah reached out and gently grabbed the wings behind her, his tone soothing—like calming a child.

"Ah..." Sara responded, clearly overwhelmed.

"Ah!"

Stimulated, Sara reflexively wrapped her wings around Noah.

Kuki Shinobu and Kirara’s minds had turned to mush.

W-wait a moment—they would be next!

In that moment of chaotic realization, Kuki Shinobu didn’t know where to place her hands, and ended up clutching the hem of her clothes.

Kirara’s nine tails thrashed wildly, as if broadcasting her every thought.

She had originally only had two tails, which grew to three upon becoming a god. Now as a True God, she had nine—becoming a true nine-tailed cat demon, the apex of her kind.

Her tails wouldn’t grow beyond that—nine was the maximum.

"Kuki Shinobu..."

Her name suddenly being called snapped Shinobu out of her daze.

Still muddled, she was pulled in—her limbs unsure where to go, left to be arranged freely.

Aside from embarrassment, she felt only admiration.

To be chosen by the Heavenly Principle—how many lesser goddesses dreamed of such a thing?

Finally came Kirara. Her nine tails were indeed fun to play with—wrapping all around, soft and abundant. Her cat ears were equally amusing.

Which were more delightful—cat ears or fox ears?

There was no comparison. He loved them both.

Noah emerged from the curtain with a lingering sense of incompleteness, shaking his head. "They’re still too weak. At the very least, they need to be Primary God-tier to barely meet my full expectations."

Yae Miko immediately pounced and wrapped her nine fox tails around him. "Lord Heavenly Principle!"

Then, her eyes sparkled with mischief as she glanced toward Saiguu.

"Lady Saiguu has already reached Primary God tier, you know."

Kitsune Saiguu froze on the spot, dumbfounded. Huh? What did this have to do with her?

She was already quite familiar with Lord Heavenly Principle, having been resurrected by him personally.

That had been because of Ei’s contributions—and though it was a divine descent, she had never dared hope to be favored in such a way by the Heavenly Principle himself...

"Ah..."

Kitsune Saiguu was pulled over by Yae Miko. Flustered, she suddenly found herself in Noah’s arms—every strand of her fur standing on end, especially her pristine white fox tail.

Her fluffed-up tail was irresistibly plush, and Noah immediately reached out to play with it. Among all fox demons, the tails and ears were the most fun.

"Mmm~"

Still stunned, Kitsune Saiguu was overwhelmed by the stimulation coursing through her from the tail—like static from brushing fur.

Her sensitive spots were exactly the same as Yae Miko’s—or rather, such sensitivity was universal among fox demons.

With her tail caught, her whole body went limp. Like Yae Miko before her, she ended up nestled in Noah’s embrace.

Seeing her quickly aroused, emitting a scent akin to lotus blossoms, Noah opened his mouth and gently bit down on her pure white fox ears.

Unlike Yae Miko’s drooping ears, Kitsune Saiguu’s stood tall and upright—looking full of vitality.

"Of all youkai, I still love foxes the most. Especially aroused ones—they’re my favorite."

This was one of those deeply ingrained preferences as someone from Earth—no matter how powerful he became, it never changed: silver hair, white hair, heterochromatic eyes, fox ears, fox tails, beast ears, and the like.

"Nngh~ L-Lord Heavenly Principle..."

Kitsune Saiguu couldn’t take it anymore. Instinctively, she leaned into Noah’s neck.

She and Yae Miko were very different. Kitsune Saiguu was far more mature—like a sharp, capable big sister who had it all together.

Her breath carried not only a fox’s unique aroma but also a trace of tobacco—sacred-grade tobacco.

"Makoto, Ei, you two come join us."

Noah didn’t intend to go one by one. Even God-Kings and Primary Gods weren’t satisfying enough yet. He had been holding back with all of them—unable to act without restraint.

Raiden Makoto and Raiden Ei immediately embraced the husband they had longed for over two thousand years.

After drawing out Kitsune Saiguu’s centuries-stored fox essence, and exhausting Yae Miko’s strength, he fully indulged in battle with Makoto and Ei.

Unlike the others, Noah could go all out with them.

As Supreme Gods, they could engage with him without restriction—and their power surged as a result.

The growth was astonishing.

Noah had deliberately accelerated time in this realm. Here, one year passed while only a few minutes ticked by in the main universe.

He fought Raiden Makoto and Raiden Ei for three hundred years.

And even that wasn’t his limit. Truthfully, he had no limit. He could keep going until the end of the universe.

But it was the limit for Makoto and Ei—they were completely spent, unable to take in any more.

Any further, and they’d be overwhelmed.

Meanwhile, countless gods across the main universe had noticed that Raiden Makoto and Raiden Ei now held the top rank among Supreme Gods—surpassing the God of Thousand Winds and Hope and Rex Lapis.

And they had done so as an exception.

Yet, no one was surprised. After all, they wielded Cosmology—a power of the highest caliber. Even ascending directly to Almighty God wouldn’t be shocking.

"Sigh... Still too weak. Once they finish digesting everything and gain more merit, being promoted to God-King as an exception will be inevitable."

Noah sat on a stone bench, pouring a cup of tea, sipping as he looked over the exhausted, sleeping girls.

Faint red marks on their skin bore testament to the intensity of it all.

These marks would soon fade.

But they weren’t ordinary—they were Origin Stigmata, imbued with the breath of Origin, enabling them to comprehend the rules and truths of this universe more directly.

If the truths and laws of the universe were likened to a library—

Then this would be the equivalent of opening the entire library to them. As long as one had the capability to understand, they could browse any book.

However, comprehension still depended on the individual. Even if the library was fully open, how much one could grasp depended on their own insight.

Not all books could be understood. Otherwise, Almighty Gods would be everywhere.

Most importantly, there remained within them the essence gifted from the Origin itself—this would allow them to shine radiantly.

A direct blessing from the Origin—this might even grant them unique Authorities or powers.

As for pregnancy... that was highly unlikely.

Noah had surpassed the single-universe level. No goddess could bear his offspring, and even if they could, the odds were astronomical—perhaps one in a billion.

He had no intention of producing offspring like ordinary gods.

That wouldn’t be a child—just a created lifeform, much like the relationship between Pangu and the Three Pure Ones in myth.

"Then, may you all have sweet dreams."

Noah extended a finger, and each of them entered a beautiful dream born from the Great Universe itself.

With that done, his figure gradually faded and vanished from the Grand Narukami Shrine.

...

Noah returned to the Garden.

He didn’t go to play with the little angels.

Though they still looked like young girls, the little angels retained their innocence and purity while possessing intellect and emotional intelligence far beyond many great gods.

They frequently ventured across the cosmos, bestowing blessings upon various civilizations.

As the Heavenly Principle’s messengers, their presence brought blessings—much like Liyue’s qilin beasts, though far more auspicious.

Thus, angels remained the most widely worshipped beings in Pan-Human History.

Noah went directly to the Temple of Truth.

Among the Four Holy Gods, Phanes loved staying here the most—guarding the source of Pan-Human History. Unless something truly urgent arose, she wouldn’t budge even half a step. The ultimate shut-in.

Mio, on the other hand, couldn’t sit still. Aside from playing with the little angels in the Garden, she loved traveling across various timelines and planes. Incredibly lively.

Despite being a Holy God, her personality remained that of a young girl.

Ophis, the Infinite Dragon God, preferred to nap in the main hall of the temple—playing the role of the treasure-guarding dragon.

The real reason, however, was that she had no interest in anything within the Great Universe.

Her only two interests were quietly staying still—and clinging to Noah.

If these two conflicted, she would always choose the first.

Thus, she never joined Noah on his outings.

As for the mighty True Red Dragon God Emperor, she was even more extreme—content to soar endlessly in the Dimensional Gap. The Endless Planes she birthed were merely the result of her wingbeats, without any deliberate intent.

Today, however, both of the great dragons of Truth were waiting for him.

The Dream incarnation of the Red Dragon God Emperor spoke gently:

"Are you finally preparing to enhance the quality of the Dream Truth? I had almost thought you’d forgotten about it."

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