Following the priestess, Song Xiwei skipped and hopped on the colorful clouds, finding it quite amusing.
The priestess shook her head helplessly, but didn't stop her. Perhaps she thought the girl was pretty, so she didn't pursue the matter too much.
The priestess led them to a temple. From the outside, the temple was magnificent and spectacular. Upon entering through the door, the interior was even more astonishing, filled with all sorts of rare treasures.
Song Xiwei found it hard not to be attracted to beautiful things.
Thinking about it, Aoqian also liked to decorate his house like this, but Aoqian's aesthetic sense seemed to be much better than this one. Aoqian would not only put rare treasures in his house, but also match them according to his interests. Thinking of Aoqian, Song Xiwei thought that if she had the opportunity to meet him next time, it would be time to discuss the matching and decoration of the wedding room with him.
Seeing that she had changed from her previous excitement and was actually lost in thought, the priestess cleared her throat and reminded her, "You can settle here for now. If the Celestial Venerable needs you, he will summon you."
"Princess, please wait. I have a question to ask you," Song Xiwei called out to the priestess who was about to leave.
The priestess seemed unwilling to say more, "Please don't ask me anything other than what's necessary."
"Is what you Celestial Venerables say? Is that considered gossip?" Song Xiwei flirted wildly with the goddess priestess.
The priestess trembled several times. "How could you be so light-hearted and frivolous!"
"Isn't it necessary to practice before meeting the Heavenly Venerable? It wouldn't be good if we made a fool of ourselves when we met the Heavenly Venerable. The Heavenly Venerable sent me to this Upper Heaven just to chat with me..." Song Xiwei raised her hand to cover half of her face, and smiled meaningfully, "Once I become a favorite of the Heavenly Venerable, the officials will probably be looking forward to chatting with me."
"You!" Seemingly surprised that this avatar of the God Lord was behaving this way, his words and actions were far too...
The priestess became uneasy. If this behavior were sent to the Celestial Venerable, it would disturb his sacred throne, which would be disastrous.
The goddess priestess held some sway in the upper heavens, and as she observed Song Xiwei, she increasingly felt that although this woman was an avatar of the god, she lacked proper upbringing and was hardly fit for refined manners. She needed to teach her some manners.
"Do you know where this is?" The priestess waved her wide sleeves, her voice heavy even behind her mask.
Song Xiwei realized the other party's intention; it seemed they were planning to teach her the rules.
That's good, but I was afraid it would be hard to get any information out of them.
"I only know that this place is called Shangchongtian, the residence of the Heavenly Venerable. I don't know anything else. Would you like to tell me more, Divine Official?" Song Xiwei pretended to be a playful and frivolous person, just to provoke the other party.
The goddess's eyes, hidden behind her mask, widened. "You are about to serve the Heavenly Venerable. You must not be as unruly as you were in the past. There aren't many rules in the Upper Heaven, but you still need to learn them."
As the priestess finished speaking, she raised her hand, revealing more than a dozen booklets in her palm.
"These are the rules of our Heavenly Realm, totaling twelve books." Before the priestess could finish speaking, Song Xiwei snatched one of the books away. Seeing that Song Xiwei was holding the book upside down while still pretending, the priestess scolded, "You're holding the book upside down, you..."
"Huh? Is it backwards? Um, I can't read, so why don't you read it to me one by one?" Song Xiwei tossed the book aside with a playful smile and teased the priestess.
"Fine! I'll read it to you then. Stand up straight and listen carefully. I'll start from the first book..." The priestess was about to begin reading the first book when she saw Song Xiwei's hand reach towards her waist. By the time she reacted, the jade pendant on her belt had already been torn off by Song Xiwei.
"Who gave you permission to touch my things! Give them back!" the priestess roared.
Song Xiwei smiled and beckoned to the priestess with her finger, "Come here, and I'll give it back to you."
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