The Tsundere Goddess and Raja's Resolve

The golden glow of the Phoenix Flame illuminated the chamber, revealing a strange, pulsating shadow. Raja Rudra stood tall, his hand extended as he manipulated the flame to extract a poison spirit from the goddess before him. The spirit shrieked, twisting in resistance, but Raja's calm and resolute demeanor didn't falter. With one final surge of power, the spirit disintegrated into ash.

The goddess, trembling and clutching her chest, watched in awe as the poison left her body. Relief coursed through her as the deadly spirit was neutralized. Before she could express her gratitude, Raja stumbled slightly, his hand unintentionally landing on her chest.

The room stilled.

A thunderous explosion of profound energy erupted from the goddess, her face flushed with a mix of embarrassment and fury. The immense force surged around them, shaking the chamber violently. But to her shock, Raja remained unmoved, standing firm against the onslaught.

With a calm yet commanding aura, Raja activated his Supreme King Haki. The sheer dominance of his energy caused the goddess to falter, her knees buckling beneath her as she knelt before him. Tears welled in her eyes—not from pain, but from the overwhelming realization that this man had saved her life, yet she had lashed out at him. Guilt and helplessness consumed her, and she lost consciousness.

Half a day later, the goddess stirred. The soft light of the chamber greeted her as she opened her eyes. Sitting nearby, Raja watched her with an amused expression.

"You're awake," he said casually.

Her cheeks burned as she sat up, avoiding his gaze. "I... I'm sorry," she stammered, her voice laced with regret. "I acted rashly. You saved my life, yet I—" She hesitated, biting her lip. "Please, do not speak of what happened. I owe you my gratitude."

Raja leaned back, a smirk tugging at his lips. "Don't worry. I won't tell anyone... but only if you stop calling me 'ungrateful.' I think we're even now."

Her shoulders relaxed, and for the first time, a faint smile graced her lips.

The mood shifted as Raja examined her condition. "I may have lied earlier," he admitted. "The poison didn't need a long timeline to detoxify. I can remove it entirely now, but I'll need your cooperation."

The goddess narrowed her eyes but nodded. Raja invoked his Special Techniques, summoning a glowing energy that seeped into her. As he worked, the remnants of a powerful ice poison dissolved, leaving her body purified. She marveled at the process, astonished by his skill.

"How are you this capable with only an Earth Profound Realm cultivation?" she asked, genuinely curious.

Raja chuckled. "I'm full of surprises." His tone grew serious as he added, "You called me ungrateful earlier, so here's my third wish: I'll take you as my wife when I ascend to the Throne. Consider it punishment for doubting me."

The goddess's face turned crimson. Words failed her, and she quickly stood, preparing to leave. "I... I'll return in two months," she said, her voice shaking. "I'll assist you for three months, as repayment for saving me." Before he could respond, she vanished in a flurry of frost and light.

Raja sat back, a bemused expression on his face. "Big Sis of Chu Yueli, huh?" he mused, recalling the rumors of the Frozen Cloud Asgard sect. His thoughts shifted to his little sister, Qingyue, wondering how she was faring.

After the incident, Raja threw himself into his cultivation of the Great Way of the Buddha. Though slow, he persevered, each session refining his body and spirit. He spent countless hours in the Profound Gathering Tower, pushing his limits. Occasionally, Lan Xueruo visited, bringing food and clothes. Her silent worry didn't escape Raja's notice, though she never voiced it.

Weeks passed, and Raja finally broke through to the Middle Fourth Stage of the Great Way of the Buddha. His body underwent noticeable changes, becoming more refined and attuned to the world around him. Simultaneously, his cultivation advanced to the Second Level of Earth Profound Realm.

One evening, Jasmine appeared, her expression serious. "It's time," she announced. "I'm introducing you to the Prison God Sirius' Tome, a technique my brother once cultivated. Its power and dominance are unmatched."

She explained the fundamentals of the technique, teaching him the first sword style, Sky Wolf Slash. Raja listened intently, absorbing every word. As Jasmine spoke, he couldn't help but notice the reverence in her voice when she mentioned her brother.

"You'll need only a day to master the basics and the first sword style," she said confidently. "Your comprehension is unparalleled."

Raja nodded, eager to begin. As he delved into the technique, he felt the immense power and force behind it. The sword art resonated deeply with him. Over the course of the day, he not only mastered the fundamental stage but also modified the technique, renaming it Prison God Leonius. His first successful execution of the Sky Lion Slash left him exhausted but exhilarated.

Jasmine observed his progress silently, emotions swirling within her. The resemblance between Raja's movements and her brother's was uncanny, stirring bittersweet memories. She reminded herself that her brother was gone, but a part of her found solace in Raja's growth.

Three months flew by. Raja dedicated himself to intense cultivation, only leaving the Profound Room occasionally. His efforts paid off as he ascended to the Third Level of Earth Profound Realm, his physical and spiritual transformation evident.

One morning, Lan Xueruo arrived with a tray of breakfast. The aroma of her cooking filled the room as Raja sat down to eat.

"This is delicious," he remarked, savoring each bite. "You're spoiling me, you know."

Lan Xueruo blushed but responded playfully. "Someone has to make sure you're eating properly."

Their light banter continued, and Raja couldn't help but tease her. "I should thank you properly for all this care. Close your eyes."

She hesitated but complied. In a swift motion, Raja pulled her into a tight and dirty embrace, planting a soft kiss on her lips. The gesture quickly escalated as he deepened the kiss, his hands wandering and squeezing.

Lan Xueruo gasped, her face a mix of shock and embarrassment. "Raja!" she exclaimed, breaking free. Her flustered state only amused him further.

As she fled the room, Raja chased after her, catching her hand. "Don't run," he said softly. But she avoided his gaze, her cheeks burning.

The moment hung in the air, charged with unspoken emotions.