The more they oppose, the more it shows that I am doing the right thing

"Chaos Stairs," the Chaotic Saintess teased, "It seems you have an opinion of me?"

"Or should I say, you harbor unorthodox thoughts toward Chaos?"

An Su's face remained calm, displaying a serene smile.

This was the time to stay firm; under no circumstances could he admit it.

"Not at all," An Su said earnestly, his expression nothing but loyal and solemn, so saintly it seemed as if he'd lay down his life for the Chaotic Saintess in devotion, "As you know, I've always been very loyal..."

Before he could finish, his expression started to change.

His shadow moved on its own, lightly trailing its fingertips over An Su's thigh, eliciting a tingling sensation.

An Su thought to himself, this was not good; Miss Enya, why wouldn't you follow commands, especially doing such apparent actions in front of the Chaotic Saintess,

When his movements were out of sync with his shadow, he could be exposed by the Elf... Fortunately, An Su was quick and managed to mimic the shadow's actions, drawing his left hand across his thigh.

"As you know, I am very loyal to you,"

An Su repeated, "And even more so to the Mysticism of Chaos."

Before An Su could react, his shadow moved again on its own, its nails gently raking over his lower belly; An Su hurriedly followed suit, narrowly avoiding detection by those opposite. At this moment, An Su realized what Enya was up to.

The Elf looked at the young man's seamlessly executed series of movements with a strange expression, as if the youngster seemed even more flustered than herself.

The looks An Su received from both the Chaotic Elevator and the Chaos Escalator were filled with admiration; this Brother of the Stairs was truly impressive.

As for An Su himself, he was sweating buckets.

This was done right in front of the Chaotic Saintess; his hidden rebellion was about to be exposed!

But the more they were in front of her, the more Enya seemed to delight and get excited as if she wanted to declare sovereignty through these means. Her shadow's movements became more excessive, its caress moving upwards to An Su's chest—

An Su immediately followed with his own moves, in a stroke of quick thinking, he clenched his fist and thumped it against his chest, producing a muffled rumble from his chest cavity, as he loudly pledged allegiance, "For Chaos! I would offer my heart!"

The Elevator and the Escalator broke into applause; An Su's words were pumping them up, truly embodying the brazen and authentic nature of Chaos, "Excellent!"

An Su had even managed to confuse the Elf.

She saw the sincerity in An Su's eyes, the passion in his voice, his lips tightly pursed, every muscle in his body tense. As he shouted, his voice rang out powerfully and was filled with emotion, embodying the vigor and righteous anger of youth, seeming profoundly loyal to the Esoteric Religion.

He'd managed to bluff his way through it.

An Su breathed a sigh of relief only to see that Miss Enya had become engrossed in it, possessed by obsession, she no longer cared about the others around her. Her shadow's exquisite fingers touched An Su's lips. An Su felt the softness and a trace of coolness, and he helplessly placed his finger upon his own lips.

What was this all about...

"Eh? Eh? Eh?"

The mind of the Chaotic Saintess was a whirlwind of panic; she couldn't fathom An Su's approach, feeling that the youngster in front of her was a perfect fit for the Mysticism of Chaos!

What he did was truly chaotic.

Meanwhile, the Elevator and the Escalator at this moment respected the Brother of the Stairs so much that they were completely convinced.

It wasn't just that he stood confidently in front of the Chaotic Saintess without subservience; he even dared to flirt with her to her face. This was a true hero of Chaos. Reflecting on their own actions, they would only dare spread rumors behind her back, no match for the forthright Brother of the Stairs.

Could Brother of the Stairs do something even more chaotic?

The Elevator and Escalator waited with baited breath, full of confidence in the Brother of the Stairs; he could definitely do it, he certainly could.

As if responding to their expectations, the wicked shadow moved away from An Su's lips and started to descend, about to head straight for his groin. An Su's face showed horror, for if he made such a move in front of everyone, what a pure pervert that would make him!

"Don't do this," An Su whispered.

The shadow stopped, appearing a bit dejected hearing An Su's plea, retracting its extended hand, and eventually, with reluctance, drooped down. It shook its head, seeming a bit despondent; An Su likewise let his hand droop and shook his head.

It seemed Enya was still listening to him, and An Su breathed a long sigh of relief.

The Elevator and Escalator also sighed in relief.

After all, this guy was still just a human.

The Chaotic Saintess stared at An Su with a peculiar expression, unable to deduce the meaning behind the surreal motions he had just performed, aware only that the intriguing atmosphere she had meticulously prepared was thoroughly ruined by the youth.

She gazed at the youth before her, this enchanting and bizarre man, gazing at his calm smile, unable to guess the thoughts of this Brother of the Stairs, aware only that beneath this facade of innocence, the worst interior must be hidden.

Interesting.

"Let's go, it's half past nine now,"

The Elf broke the silence, glancing at her pocket watch and then lifting her head, her gaze sweeping over the three, with a particular pause on An Su,

"Others are still waiting for us, we are already two hours late."

"Wasn't the appointed time nine o'clock?" An Su asked in surprise, "We should only be half an hour late."

How did it suddenly become two hours...

"Ah, actually, I and the other two Archbishops had agreed on seven-thirty, but I didn't want to arrive that early, it would be so boring~"

The Elf earnestly explained, "It's rather embarrassing to be the only one late, so I tricked you into thinking the appointed time was nine o'clock."

An Su should have anticipated this, none of the folks from the Sanctuary of Chaos were reliable; the original Brother of the Stairs had a fondness for idols, the Chaotic Elevator was ever shivering, the Chaos Escalator was a she-male, so naturally, as the Chaotic Saintess, the Elf was bound to be unreliable as well.

They had been late from the start, making their hectic journey en route a complete joke,

An Su looked grim with despair.

Had he known, he would have simply skipped the whole affair. He

"All right then."

"Would we be true Chaos Followers if we arrived on time?"

The Elf finally savored An Su's pained expression, her heart filled with pleasure, a refreshingly delightful sensation that the Chaotic Elevator and Chaos Escalator could never provide, like savoring an arduously obtained dessert.

She licked her lips contentedly, "Let's go."

With a gentle clap from the Elf, myriad stairs formed before them, continuously spreading upward along the stairs, they arrived at a hidden room, An Su realized that the place he was in was no longer an alley but a beautifully ornate noble castle, chaotic flames painted a variety of patterns on the walls.

As soon as the Elf and An Su's group made their appearance, all the Cultists turned their heads at once, their glances coldly fixed on them, these were the scoundrels who made them wait two hours.

An Su, unconcerned about the murderous glares around him, curiously surveyed his surroundings.

This must be one of the spatial strongholds of the Mysticism of Chaos...

An Su thought to himself, at the same time he looked at his shadow, where Miss Enya gently swayed, signaling her constant presence. Find more chapters on My Virtual Library Empire

Looking at the cheerful Chaotic Saintess before him, Bishop Rada of the Star Curia forcefully suppressed his rage, telling himself not to lower himself to the level of this youth.

After all, she was the Chaotic Saintess and her future Rank might surpass his own.

Bishop Rada then vented his anger on An Su and the others, speaking in a cold tone.

"Now is the time to assess what you have learned, and those who fail to transform will not qualify for the mission."

"This only proves they are trash, and trash does not deserve to live!"

The punishment was harsh, and all the Cult prodigies fell into a deathly silence.

Bishop Rada snorted and turned to the Chaos Deacon beside him, "Can we start now?"

"Lord Rada... two people have not arrived yet," a Chaos Deacon hurriedly informed.

"Those two!" Bishop Rada's anger flared up, and his demigod presence oppressively bore down on everyone, "Is it again the Cultists of the Mysticism of Chaos, this is preposterous!"

"Ah no, not them," the Deacon of Pain broke out in a cold sweat, "It's the Serpent of Pain from the Star Sect, and the Son of Seafood from the Oceanic Sect."

An Su also broke out in a cold sweat.

Ever since the last signal jamming incident, Merlin had upgraded the communication feature available in magic; now it was possible to make calls within spaces too. An Su quickly sent messages to these two guys.

It took a long time to connect.

"What? Isn't the exam tomorrow?" the voices of the two resounded in shock.