Good fortune?

To be honest, An Zhengzheng is no longer quite clear about the definition of good fortune.

My grandmother said the same thing back then: the girls from the An family are blessed because they don't have to struggle or fight for anything.

The appearance of the Goddess Yunhua is not to discuss anything with her, but to give her a notification.

An Zhengzheng was naturally unwilling, but what could she do? She kept thinking of ways to deal with it.

"God, I refuse."

"What?"

Goddess Yunhua could not believe her ears, and an unknown anger suddenly arose within her.

An Zhengzheng's back was already soaked with sweat, but she gripped the Heavenly Dao Talisman tightly and said firmly, "God, I already have a faith and do not wish to change it."

The High God Yunhua looked at her suspiciously and asked, "Whose follower are you?"

The gods in the heavens can communicate with each other, and if An Zhengzheng can express it, he has a way to deal with it.

He simply didn't believe that any god would condescend to descend to earth and interfere in human affairs.

An Zhengzheng said, "It's the Goddess Nuwa."

"……What?"

As if he had heard the biggest joke in the world, Goddess Yunhua's majestic expression completely crumbled: "Nuwa? The creator goddess Nuwa?"

How ridiculous!

He glanced at An Zhengzheng from head to toe and sneered, "As a cultivator, don't you know that the Nuwa clan has long since declined?"

When Nuwa mended the sky and created the world, she exhausted her divine power and had already entered a period of dormancy.

During her hibernation, the humans she created transitioned from a matriarchal society to a patriarchal society. As a result, Nuwa, the goddess of worship, was dethroned.

King Zhou of Shang's act of sexually assaulting Nuwa in the temple was the first step in bringing Nuwa down from her divine pedestal. At this point, Nuwa was no longer a goddess in the eyes of the people, but a goddess who could be desecrated in the eyes of men.

Subsequently, Daji, originally a female general, was fabricated into a demonic concubine of King Zhou, sent by Nuwa to bewitch him, leading to widespread suffering. This was the second step in dethroning Nuwa. At this point, Nuwa was portrayed as one of the main culprits who colluded with demons to harm the people.

Needless to say, what followed was the fabrication of Fuxi, from brother and sister to husband and wife, which completely severed the world's worship of the goddess Nuwa.

The tyrannical deeds of King Zhou of Shang were attributed to two women.

One is Nuwa, who created the world, mended the sky, and created humans. She was vilified both physically and morally, and has since lost her worship.

Another is Daji, who went from being a female general to a vixen who brought disaster to the country and the people, to the point that she has been cursed for thousands of years and has even become a term used to insult women.

In the world of worshipping gods, who would specifically worship Nuwa?

The Nuwa clan thus declined.

When the goddess Yunhua heard An Zhengzheng say that she worshipped the goddess Nuwa, she found it utterly ridiculous.

An Zhengzheng took out a magazine from Bai Nu Ge from her treasure bag. It was a special edition of the magazine that Hai Guniang published when she caused trouble back then.

"This magazine has been read by most cultivators in the cultivation world. It records things very clearly. When someone interviewed me back then, my exact words were that I worshipped the Goddess Nuwa."

In other words, An Zhengzheng's admiration for Nuwa is known to all.

Goddess Yunhua's expression was not good.

He didn't touch the magazine; how could something so mundane be worthy of his hands?

Seeing that he couldn't speak, An Zhengzheng said, "If the High God insists..."

"No need." Goddess Yunhua's expression was extremely unpleasant.

When other deities saw this, they couldn't explain it either, since it was stealing believers and competing for incense offerings, which was no different from being a ghost.

An Zhengzheng looked apologetic.

The scene became quite awkward for a moment.

But soon, a crane's cry rang out from outside, almost echoing through the sky. All the villagers saw a golden light fall into An Zhengzheng's house.

"Yunhua, you really are having an affair with a mortal woman!"

With a delicate shout, a goddess in the shape of a young girl entered from outside. She was dressed in a pale yellow dress, and her arrogant expression had not yet faded when she burst into the room.

"Third Princess." God Yunhua's face suddenly flushed red, his exceptionally handsome face filled with the panic of a young boy.

He hurriedly explained, "I didn't! I just came to talk to this mortal woman because I was afraid of being punished."

The Third Princess stared intently at God Yunhua, and seeing that he didn't seem to be lying, she looked at An Zhengzheng.

What an unusual face! Several withered bamboo lines were tattooed on it, giving it a strange kind of beauty.

"I didn't ask you." She pouted, completely ignoring Goddess Yunhua, and instead turned to An Zhengzheng in a coquettish tone, "What did Goddess Yunhua come to talk to you about?"

"If you dare to lie to me, I'll burn down your house and all these medicinal herbs on this mountain!"

An Zhengzheng frowned slightly.

She was no longer the Qi Refining stage girl who would lose her cultivation level at the sight of gods or celestial objects. But seeing how derelict and spoiled the so-called gods were, she still felt resentful.

She tried her best to remain calm and told the truth.

"I doubt someone as lowly as you would dare to bluff me." The Third Princess nodded in satisfaction, then asked, "So, are you now a follower of Yunhua?"

"You got off easy!"

An Zhengzheng lowered her eyes slightly.

"She..." Goddess Yunhua looked troubled.

In the end, I gritted my teeth and said it anyway.

When the Third Princess heard that An Zhengzheng already had a faith and that it was known throughout the world, her eyes widened considerably.

"You woman..."

She screamed in alarm, "How could you cause such a commotion? What nonsense about your beliefs! Are you trying to kill Yunhua?!"

"Third Princess, don't be anxious."

"You're still protecting her!" The Third Princess stomped her foot angrily. "It's all that idiot's fault! You're still protecting her!"

"I'm not protecting her!" God Yunhua was also anxious; at this moment, he was no longer the high and mighty deity he once was.

He rushed over to explain to the Third Princess, "What I care about is you. You are just a mortal woman, but you are of noble divine blood and the legitimate daughter of the Heavenly Emperor. How can you be angry because of her?"

An Zhengzheng watched coldly.

Have gods begun to distinguish between high and low, noble and base? Have they begun to emphasize lineage and legitimacy? Have they stopped showing compassion and love to all beings? Do they readily desecrate their positions for the sake of love?

In this poorly written sweet romance novel, An Zhengzheng's eyes were opened.

"But I'm anxious, Yunhua. You've done this to help me through my tribulation... surely some deity has impeached you. How can I just stand by and watch you..."

"You're going to be punished by the heavens!"

The Third Princess couldn't bear to see her beloved suffer.

The two of them talked about love without any restraint in An Zhengzheng's room, just like they wouldn't care about the ants on the roadside.

They were putting on a sweet, intimate act in front of An Zhengzheng.

Just like in ancient times when men and women made love, they didn't need to care about the maids at all. They regarded all living beings as ants.

Finally, the Third Princess grew angrier and angrier, and turned to look at An Zhengzheng.

At this moment, An Zhengzheng's lips curled into a mocking smile, and her eyes held contempt for the gods.

She instantly felt humiliated, pulled out her gold hairpin, and pointed it at An Zhengzheng: "It's all your fault, you mortal!"

Seeing the golden hairpin poised to strike, An Zhengzheng's face suddenly turned cold.

With the force of an impending storm, he forcefully summoned his natal sword energy, which hung high above his head.

The Third Princess stared in disbelief at the two sword spirits, one red and one blue, and said, "...It's you?"

"It was you?"