Chapter 266 (Chapter 265) Don't Make Wishful Wishes to Gods
The drawing paper fluttered in the air, with countless faces—some smiling, some sad, and some with sharp eyes—layered upon each other.
Countless stories, including joy, sorrow, and obsession, are depicted on the canvas.
Yan Shi seemed to be thinking: "So they all made wishes."
“Yes.” Yan Qing nodded, her tone still nonchalant. “The characters I chose were the most popular during the comic’s serialization.”
She spoke in a flat tone, “Usually, they are blessed by the laws of nature, possessing far more good fortune and talent than ordinary beings. Their lives are smooth sailing, and their wishes come true.”
“But humans are the most greedy, and even so, they still have countless desires.” As she said this, a cold and sarcastic smile flashed across Yan Qing’s eyes.
"They thought my help was also part of their being blessed by fate."
But Yan Qing's help was nothing more than poison disguised as honey.
After losing all faith, even the chosen one will lose their aura and find it difficult to improve their strength for the rest of their life.
At the same time, all living beings in the world believe in the Child of Destiny; the Child of Destiny should also be the savior of all living beings in the world.
But faith gave Yan Qing the power that the gods who govern war and judgment only wished for the world to become increasingly chaotic.
The more conflict there is, the stronger He becomes.
Therefore, the underworld gradually descends into a quagmire.
Yan Qing sighed: "According to the bet between me and Linxiqiao, if I lose, then half of her ability will be given to you in the way she decided in advance, and the other half will be integrated into the laws of the surface world. At the same time, I must give you all the faith I gained during the bet."
"It's outrageous!" she said, growing angrier with each word. "I've been working for free for almost a hundred years!"
"Isn't there anyone who can judge this?"
Because this bet was made by Linxi Bridge at the cost of his life and soul, witnessed by the laws, and agreed upon by both parties, even the gods cannot renege on the agreement.
Yan Shi paused for a moment, then asked, "You're working for the Heavenly Destiny Platform, aren't you?"
Yan Shi remembered that when she took office, Yan Qing was just her recommender, while Wu Ming had mentioned that she was the 67th candidate.
Yan Qing seemed to be in an even worse mood. She tried to smile, but only managed a slight smirk: "Is it possible that the Heavenly Destiny Platform is part of my temple?"
“I am not a god like Claire who doesn’t even have her own temple.”
"The priests in the Heavenly Mandate Platform are all my divine servants. It is their duty to work for me," Yan Qing said, lowering his voice. "But now, the Heavenly Mandate Platform is no longer mine."
She felt incredibly unlucky.
If she had known this would happen, she shouldn't have chosen Yan Shi! She shouldn't have been greedy for the extremely high amount of faith points that Yan Shi offered.
Just choose Lin Cai.
The protagonist of the comic seems to have many regrets. Yan Qing thinks that Lin Cai will definitely make a wish.
Yan Shi stood tall in the center of the Temple of Death, and Yan Qing found her increasingly displeasing: "A bet is a bet, take the stuff and get out of here."
As she spoke, she pinched her brow, and reluctantly condensed a huge and dazzling ball of light from her forehead, which she then threw at Yan Shi from afar.
Yan Shi caught the ball of light off guard. Before he could even hold it properly, everything went black, and he was thrown out of the Temple of Death.
Yan Qing: "I never want to see you again."
When Yan Shi opened his eyes again, he found himself still kneeling on the cushion in front of Yan Qing's portrait.
The hall was completely silent, and the large ball of light that Yan Qing had thrown to her was now in her palm.
Yan Shi looked down.
A pure, warm, almost overwhelming joy slowly welled up from the depths of my chest, spreading through my veins to every part of my body.
In the center of the ball of light, it seemed as if countless joyful faces and countless soft rays of light were flashing.
Yan Shi could clearly perceive the overwhelming love from the whole world—the love, the trust, and the expectation he received.
This is faith.
In the shadows near the door, the Linxi Bridge stood quietly.
She stared blankly at the large ball of light that had suddenly appeared in Yan Shi's palm: "What is this?"
Yan Shi turned his head to the side, ready to speak, but before he could utter a word, he froze.
Linxi Bridge stared straight at the ball of light, his eyes slightly unfocused, the bewilderment on his face gradually solidifying before being replaced by composure.
The next moment, she began to grow up rapidly from her teenage appearance.
He has grown taller, his features have matured, his childishness has faded, and his features have become sharper. The little braid that used to be casually tied at the back of his head has disappeared, replaced by a neat short haircut.
She looked up at Yan Shi and slowly curved her eyebrows into a smile.
"Good evening," Linxiqiao said softly, "the chosen one of the future."
Yan Shi stood up.
She was still holding the ball of light in her hands, unsure of which matter to deal with first, so she could only awkwardly reply, "Good evening. However, I am not the chosen one."
Linxi Bridge chuckled softly: "You won the bet between me and Yan Qing, so you are already the chosen one."
She paused, then looked around: "What year is it now?"
"The year is 7319 in the world calendar," Yan Shi replied.
"So, almost a hundred years have passed," Linxiqiao said with a sense of realization.
She slowly walked to Yan Shi's side and looked up at the statue of Yan Qing high up.
The gods are high above, forever looking down upon the beings who look up to them.
“When I was in high school, I often made wishes to Him,” Linxiqiao murmured to himself. “I said, ‘God, grant my request.’”
Let her get a perfect score on the exam, let her abilities skyrocket, let her get into Zhan Zhou...
Linxi Bridge has so many wishes that it wants to fulfill.
But it wasn't until much later that she learned that every gift from the gods came with a price tag attached in secret.
“You didn’t place your hopes on the gods,” Linxiqiao turned around, relieved. “That’s good.”
Yan Shi was somewhat at a loss.
She opened her mouth, unsure of what to say, and hesitated for a moment before asking, "Didn't you perish?"
Linxiqiao laughed: "You know?" When she laughed, her eyebrows and eyes suddenly became vivid, and you could still see the shadow of the young Linxiqiao.
"I have indeed perished, my soul and spirit destroyed, dying halfway through defying the laws." Linxiqiao shrugged as he spoke. "This is just a memory from before my death, sealed here when I made a bet with Yan Qing."
"I will show up if someone wins my bet."
Yan Shi: "So, this miasma in Tonghai City was caused by you?"
"Miasma?" Linxi Bridge hesitated for a moment, then shook her head. "No. What happened?"
"This area of the old city is shrouded in mist," Yan Shi briefly explained the situation.
Linxi Bridge's expression immediately turned serious: "How could such a thing happen in the real world?"
“Perhaps because,” Yan Shi paused for a moment, “that the boundary gate was mostly destroyed?”
Linxi Bridge: ?
"What about the Bureau of Extraordinary Affairs? Did Shan Fengyang finally lose his mind and bring the Bureau of Extraordinary Affairs to an abyss?" She was somewhat incredulous.
Yan Shi: "I am the Director-General of the Bureau of Foreign Affairs."
Linxi Bridge: ...
"You're not capable enough." She paused for two seconds before drawing her conclusion.
Yan Shi, still holding the ball of light, could only shrug helplessly: "I think you're right."
Silence fell between them again.
After a moment, Linxiqiao said, "You should leave now."
“Faith can be absorbed directly.” She pointed to the ball of light in Yan Shi’s palm, “or you can first store it in your own sea of consciousness.”
"With such a large group, you might consider challenging for a succession of authority."
Yan Shi: "What is the sea of consciousness?"
Linxi Bridge: "...How did you become the Director of the Bureau of Extraordinary Affairs?" she asked, puzzled.
"Make a wish to the gods." Yan Shi's expression was sincere.
Linxi Bridge was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter: "Good, good, good, Yan Qing has really shot himself in the foot."
"You don't need to sense anything in your sea of consciousness. Just place your faith between your eyebrows." She stopped smiling and patiently guided him.
Yan Shi did as instructed, bowing his head close to the ball of light, feeling the warmth spreading from between his brows.
Linxi Bridge: "The mist will dissipate after my memory and consciousness fade. I estimate that it is the spirit that overflowed from the inner world that activated a part of my memory."
“I have inner demons, and this area will repeatedly trap me when I am most powerless.”
As she spoke, she lowered her eyes and her voice softened: "You also work at the Bureau of Extraordinary Affairs, perhaps you know Lin Zizui?"
Yan Shi unconsciously clenched his fists: "Hmm?"
Linxiqiao revealed a slightly troubled yet cautious expression: "She is my daughter." She said slowly, "I died too young. I remember she had just gotten married."
"If you know her, can you tell me if she's doing well now?"
She asked cautiously, but Yan Shi could hear the love and tenderness in Linxiqiao's words.
Yan Shi: "You love her very much?"
“Yes,” Linxiqiao said without hesitation. “She is a very, very good child. She is cheerful, carefree, and has everything I never had when I was young.”
"I see," Yan Shi said slowly.
Linxi Bridge asked with a hint of anticipation, "So, do you know her?"
Yan Shi paused for a moment, then said, "I've heard of that name before."
"And how is she?" Linxiqiao pressed.
What about getting drunk on the verge of death?
Lin Zizui was trapped in the nightmare of his fall at Linxi Bridge for the rest of his life, and even went so far as to summon an evil god.
It's probably quite different from what I expected from Linxi Bridge.
The words circled on Yan Shi's lips before she finally spoke: "...She had a very, very good life."
Linxi Bridge breathed a sigh of relief: "That's great. That's good." With a smile, her figure slowly became transparent.
The lights of the main hall shone through her silhouette.
"Thank you." Yan Shi heard her voice brush past his ear, "Please, never, ever believe in gods."
The Linxi Bridge has completely disappeared.
Yan Shi replied softly, "Okay."
The outside gradually became noisy.
Joyful shouts, conversations, and hurried footsteps gradually approached from afar, yet they truly reached my ears.
Yan Shi walked out of Yanqing Temple.
The fog that had shrouded the old town for so long finally dissipated.
Yan Shi stood in the center of the courtyard of Yanqing Temple, lowered his eyes for a long time, and then said in a low voice, "Go to the Forest of Life."
She was going to return the Scepter of Life and the Blessing of the Tides to the place of suppression, and first restore the World Barrier.
The space beside her split open, revealing a lush, vibrant forest.
Yan Shi retrieved the broken wooden hairpin from the gap in the space, held it in his palm, and then walked into the greenery without hesitation.
Author's Note: The next chapter is the final chapter, which will be posted tonight.
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