My Goddess is Good at Pretending-Chapter 708: Spying on the Spied On

The ancient nightmare demon ancestor, Abraham Fear, decided to visit his old acquaintance, the Vampire Progenitor, Klaus Vlad Tepes. The Vampire Progenitor’s newly constructed mansion in Sakura Town was a marvel, a sprawling fortress-like building with towering spires. It was built with a vintage design, but it never reduced the impression of the high-ranking expert’s residence.

Upon his arrival, Abraham and Skyla were warmly welcomed. However, Klaus was a bit skeptical of his old acquaintance’s timing.

"What brings you here, old friend? Surely not just nostalgia, or a simple visit to congratulate my new mansion." Klaus conveyed his remark with a wry grin, as he offered a goblet of crimson liquid to his guests.

"I can understand your preferences. This castle-like mansion is not bad. It’s just a bit too dark, but well... you’re a vampire, after all." Abraham replied as he took the goblet without hesitation while glancing around the living room. "I recently encountered someone... a powerful suspicious demonic cultivator, someone of our caliber. Mysterious and elusive. I thought perhaps you’d have heard whispers of such a being."

Klaus leaned back in his seat as his fingers tapped rhythmically on the armrest. "A demonic cultivator of our level? That is rare. Someone of our caliber will never try to act as a suspicious random wannabe. But alas, I’ve heard nothing about such a thing here. Perhaps they keep to themselves, as wise beings do."

"I reckon that guy came from the opposing faction to infiltrate, targeting Sacred Sakura for something." Abraham put down the goblet as he rubbed his head.

"So, you want to capture that suspicious, mysterious demonic cultivator? If he is truly on the same level as us, it will be difficult to capture him. Killing him is far more feasible. If he harbors any ill intention, he can never escape from the Sacred Sakura Goddess’ divine perception." Klaus sighed as he knew the loss would exceed the gain if he followed his old acquaintance’s idea.

The conversation soon spiraled into tales of old conquests, forgotten wars, and shared enemies as the two indulged in their respective vices.

However, Abraham made himself a little too comfortable there. Over several days, he ate, drank, and lounged around as if the mansion were his own, sampling delicacies from the Vampire Progenitor’s carefully curated cellar and helping himself to the finest blood vintages without restraint.

On the morning of the fourth day, Klaus’ patience began to run out. The dream demoness was well-behaved and he could tolerate her stay well, but her ancestor master was so shameless!

Watching his old acquaintance casually sprawl across an antique chaise lounge, sipping from an aged bottle meant for special occasions, he narrowed his crimson eyes. "You’ve made yourself quite at home, haven’t you?"

Abraham was unbothered. He replied with a low chuckle. "Hospitality is a virtue, old friend. And you’ve always been an excellent host. I’ll return this favor once my mansion is built in this town."

"Hospitality has its limits..." Klaus retorted sharply. His tone was clear with irritation. "Guests resemble blood. It begins to sour after too much exposure. Your stay is approaching its expiration."

Abraham raised a brow, setting the bottle aside. "That’s rather a harsh remark, old friend. Are you saying I’m no longer welcome here?"

"Wha, awawa..." Skyla was restless and nervous as the two ancient beings before her were about to clash.

Klaus stood up. His towering aura cast a shadow over the room. "I’m saying you’ve had your fill. Unless you’ve come bearing something more than idle chatter and a bottomless appetite, perhaps it’s time you sought your answers elsewhere."

The tension between the two ancient beings was palpable as their immense power radiated and clashed in the room. But before the situation could escalate, Abraham rose with a smirk. "Fine, fine. I wouldn’t want to overstay my welcome. But should I learn anything about this demonic cultivator, I’ll be sure to let you know... once I’ve had my fill of their secrets."

With that, he turned and made his way to the mansion’s exit, leaving behind an exasperated Vampire Progenitor who muttered with a sigh. "Why do I bother with him?"

"Thank you for your hospitality. Sorry to bother you during these days, Lord Klaus. Also, please forgive my grandpa master’s attitude." Skyla bowed to express both her gratitude and apology.

"That’s actually okay, girl. I’m not kicking you out. I have something to do today, so he should get going as well. He should know it as well." Klaus flapped his hand as if he wasn’t at all bothered, but when he turned around, he whispered with a sigh. "It’s good he left without causing trouble. My cherished supplies will run out if he stays for three more days..."

As Abraham departed, he glanced back at the Vampire Progenitor’s mansion with a grin. His visit was so productive, and he would surely return the favor to host his old acquaintance someday.

While Klaus had claimed ignorance and indifference, the subtle reactions and unspoken words hinted at knowledge. They did their respective ’homework’ in secret in the past three days. The exchange and game of ancient beings was never straightforward, after all.

Skyla soon came over and complained like an embarrassed little girl, but Abraham only laughed as if it was no big deal. She was just unaware of the unspoken exchange and secret deal between him and the Vampire Progenitor.

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The Sacred Sakura Holy Land stood like a divine fortress as the entire seven great mountain region served as the sacred land was shrouded in mysterious divine-like power.

Its borders were veiled by an impenetrable construction barrier of celestial energy sponsored by the Heavenly Palace of the Divine World. Not even the sharpest eyes or the deepest senses could peer into it. The land emanated a profound stillness, an air of untouchable serenity, yet beneath the surface was a flurry of preparation unknown to the outside world.

Dusk Dread, a notorious supervillain and master schemer, had infiltrated the region under the guise of a rogue demonic cultivator. His reputation for chaos preceded him, but right now, he came with a new identity to guise his true self.

However, much to his frustration, his infiltration yielded little to no reward. The Sacred Sakura’s barrier remained impenetrable and its secrets were hidden beyond his reach.

He paced the outskirts as a smirk formed on his face. "So this is the rumored strongest holy sect. For all their prestige, they hide behind their walls like cowards. No one is untouchable."

He muttered to himself as he began to scheme his next move. His confidence blinded him to the danger lurking beyond his notice for a moment, but he soon realized it. "But, they’re definitely not hiding. Under Construction Barrier... what’s going on behind this barrier?"

He recalled about it. There were so many opportunists, waiting for the land to be opened so they could ask Sacred Sakura for a visit permit. They said they cultivated with twice the gain here.

Unbeknownst to him, two ancient beings had already marked him as their target. The Nightmare Demon Ancestor, a shadowy demon whose presence brought forth whispers of dread, and the Vampire Progenitor, the master of blood and manipulation, had set their sights on the disguised rogue cultivator.

From a distance, hidden in the shadow of a withered tree, Abraham observed his target with keen interest. His crimson eyes glowed faintly as he studied the man’s movements.

"He’s clever but reckless." Abraham mused. "Sacred Sakura is not a force to be opposed. He plays a dangerous game, meddling with forces far beyond his comprehension."

Meanwhile, Klaus perched atop a nearby cliff, cloaked in an aura of chilling grace. A goblet of crimson liquid swirled in his hand as he watched the disguised rogue demonic cultivator. "Foolish man inflated by his egos. But perhaps he’ll be entertaining, or maybe useful. I wonder what he planned to do in this sacred land."

Despite their shared interest, the two ancient demons were not working together. Each kept their presence hidden from the other, aware that any encounter between them and the suspicious man could erupt into a clash of titans. Their focus remained on the man in the distance, a potential enemy in a much larger scheme.

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Dusk Dread was blissfully unaware the beings of his caliber had already set their eyes on him. He continued his surveillance of the Sacred Sakura Holy Land’s periphery. He probed the barrier, searching for weaknesses, but every attempt was met with absolute resistance. Frustration bubbled within him, though he masked it with his usual arrogance.

"Let him play his games." Abraham sneered as he left the vicinity. "When the time is right, I’ll see what lies beneath his facade."

Meanwhile, Klaus smiled to himself as his presence began to fade under the sunlight. "He’s already ensnared himself. The Sacred Sakura won’t be the end of his troubles, only the beginning. Sacred Sakura should be aware of it already. This will be interesting, but the time isn’t right. Let it ripen further."

As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting the holy land in a golden glow, the stage was set for the next phase. The workers from the Heavenly Palace almost finished with their works, and the Sacred Sakura’s disciples aided the heavenly workers very well to speed up construction.

Meanwhile, Elysia had just stepped out of the Nature Realm, carried by Elena on her back. They crafted the first-rate hypergiant stars into a set of peerless nirvana artifacts, but the process was relatively long and they could only proceed in stages, even with the help of many goddess sisters and heavenly agents.

"The first batch of divine craftsmanship is so easy. Crafting divine artifacts has never been easier before. However, why are those compressed stars so ridiculously difficult and taxing?" Amy wiped her sweat as she couldn’t help but complain.

It had been four days, and they were far from completing Elysia’s personal request.

"Honestly, I wouldn’t even know our Lord had such items before Goddess Ely requested them." Shiina closed her eyes, her expression clearly showing fatigue.

"Don’t keep complaining. Goddess Ely takes very good care of you in return for your help." Yuna reprimanded her fellow sisters, feeling a bit embarrassed because Elysia obviously overheard it.

"A feast after hard work is always enjoyable." Amy put her hands behind her head.

"Thank you for your hard work, everyone!~" Elysia put her hands together with a tender smile on her face.

The Elysium Pantheon’s members dan the Heavenly Agents replied in kind responses as they helped Elysia for their own goodwill. Even though Elysia couldn’t move for a while after each craftsmanship, Elysia could still magically prepare a warm, hearty dinner feast for them upon their return. The generous reward to replenish their depleted energy!