Keisha: Exhausted! A Surprising Level Boost!

"Ha... haha..." Haotian laughed awkwardly, trying to mask his surprise. 

For a moment, he stared at the breathtakingly beautiful figure before him. "Are you truly the holy Keisha, the creator of the Order of Justice?"

Keisha didn't answer directly. Instead, she asked, "You know about the Order of Justice?"

Haotian nodded. "A bit."

Keisha's voice was soft but commanding. "What are your thoughts on the Order of Justice?"

Haotian pondered for a moment. "As a lord, I support the supreme authority and unquestionable status you've established within the order. However, I don't agree with the unselfish protection of weaker civilizations."

Keisha replied, "Life and death are governed by natural laws. The Order of Justice protects weaker civilizations from being invaded by stronger ones, maintaining the balance of the universe."

Haotian countered, "If the goal is to maintain balance, then the invasion and conquest of weaker civilizations by stronger ones are also natural. After all, the strong will not remain confined forever. Desires always grow from the seeds of dreams."

Keisha frowned slightly. 

Haotian continued, "From a lord's perspective, the order I seek is one where all civilizations and races live under my rule, forming a solid whole with me at its core. Under my protection, they would live better and pass on their legacy longer. However, the process of establishing this order would inevitably involve war."

Keisha glanced at Haotian. "If Morgana were here, she'd like you a lot."

Haotian laughed. "If she's willing to become one of my heroes, I'd like her too!"

"You need to become stronger," Keisha said with a light chuckle, walking to the bar. She looked at the old man in the gray robe behind the counter. "Two glasses of your best drink."

With a wave of the old man's hand, two glasses of golden liquid appeared in front of Keisha. "Seventy million gold coins," he said coldly.

Keisha reached into the void, producing a weapon that radiated terrifying energy. "Will this do?"

"It will," the old man replied, taking the weapon without hesitation.

Haotian's eyes glowed with envy. Anything from Keisha must be top-notch. That weapon was undoubtedly a divine artifact. With it, he could probably sweep through the Sacred Continent effortlessly.

Keisha pushed one of the glasses toward Haotian. "Next time, you treat me!"

"Of course!" Haotian accepted the glass without hesitation. They clinked their glasses and drank.

As soon as the liquid went down, Haotian felt a surge of magical energy within him. His level skyrocketed, breaking through the saint rank and only stopping at high-tier saint rank. Meanwhile, Keisha seemed unaffected, indicating her overwhelming power. The energy in the drink was insignificant to her.

Keisha gently set her glass down and asked Haotian, "What kind of world is this?"

Haotian, calming the raging magic inside him, replied, "This is the Sacred Continent, a world ruled by extraordinary powers and immortal gods. I haven't ventured beyond this world, but I've heard that gods are everywhere."

Keisha shook her head. "Even the universe will perish. There's no true immortality. So-called immortal gods are just powerful beings relative to weaker creatures."

"I've heard you've lived for thirty thousand years?" Haotian asked.

Keisha nodded slightly. "Almost."

"This world has even older gods," Haotian mentioned.

Keisha laughed softly. "When I die, I'll come and see this world for myself. If you're strong enough by then, I might consider becoming your guardian angel."

"Do you know when you'll die?" Haotian was puzzled.

Keisha nodded. "I've seen a glimpse of the future."

"Why not leave? With your power, you could escape before a supernova explosion," Haotian suggested.

"I'm tired," Keisha replied simply.

"..."

Keisha's gaze shifted to Haotian. "Your soul data resembles that of humans from Earth, but there are differences from the Earth humans of my universe."

"More or less," Haotian admitted.

Keisha seemed curious. "In your universe, after I die, what happens to the Order of Justice?"

Haotian shrugged. "I didn't see the end. It was left unfinished."

"Unfinished?" Keisha looked confused.

"In my world, you're just a character in an anime," Haotian explained with a smile.

Keisha's expression darkened. "..."

---

Keisha, the Queen of Angels, vanished as mysteriously as she had appeared. Before leaving, she told Haotian she would return. She planned to follow Haotian to his universe on Earth to see the story after her death. If she didn't like it, she threatened to eliminate some people.

Haotian turned to the gray-robed old man. "Who exactly is this holy Keisha? A fictional character appearing in the real world?"

The old man offered Haotian a rare smile. "In a world where gods are as common as dogs, does it matter?"

"..."

Haotian changed the subject. "That weapon Keisha gave you, can I borrow it?"

The old man shook his head. "I've already submitted it. You can earn it by completing tasks in the future."

"Fine!" Haotian rolled his eyes and left the Hero Tavern.

Back at the Town Hall, he opened his information panel.

**[Haotian]**

**Title: Lord, Viscount of Stanlow Kingdom, Little Dragon Slayer**

**Territory: Golden Oasis**

**Level: High-tier Saint**

**Lord Talents: Beloved by All Races (God-tier), Awakener of Ancient Bloodline (Epic), Holy Light Envoy (Rare)**

**Gold Coins: 28,400**

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"I've struck gold!" Haotian laughed heartily, thrilled. Although he didn't recruit the holy Keisha, his own level had skyrocketed to high-tier saint. This pleased him more than breeding saint-level dragon troops. After all, this was his own power.

"A drink worth millions of gold coins was worth it!"

"Now, I need to go to the Professional Skills Tower and develop my domain. A saint without a domain is incomplete."

With a domain, his power would multiply exponentially.