Jiang Shumiao corrected, "Immortals don't die; they only perish."
Wen Zhixuan didn't have time to argue with her. "I just want to know if she's still alive?"
Jiang Shumiao remained silent for a long time.
Wen Zhixuan looked into her eyes, and the question that had been lingering in his heart resurfaced, "Who exactly are you?"
Jiang Shumiao smiled.
Why are you so fixated on this question? Does it even matter who I am?
"certainly."
Wen Zhixuan's gaze was sharp. "When immortals perish, their souls return to nothingness, with no afterlife. Yet you are able to be reborn in a mortal body, and even the Heavenly Dao turns a blind eye, fearing you to the extreme. Unless…"
He paused, then his tone suddenly turned sharp, "Unless you were born before the Heavenly Dao."
Jiang Shumiao: "..."
The male protagonist is indeed clever.
Seeing that she did not deny it, Wen Zhixuan's doubts became clearer, and he continued, "The Heavenly Dao was born at the beginning of the creation of heaven and earth. If you are earlier than the Heavenly Dao, there is only one possibility... you were born in chaos."
After he finished speaking, he himself found it unbelievable.
Pangu separated heaven and earth billions of years ago, how come this child has lived to be so old?
In fantasy dramas, the ages of immortals are often measured in tens of thousands of years, which now seems too conservative.
No wonder they keep talking about settling scores with the gods.
The God of Chaos certainly had the confidence to look down on everyone.
Then, considering what the dragon demon said, wait...
The Heavenly Emperor's scheming and manipulation, the war between gods and demons, the disciple of the Azure Lotus Saint Venerable... and the mark that Jiang Shumiao had once seen by chance, which flashed and disappeared between his eyebrows.
It appears to be a blue lotus pattern.
Wen Zhixuan suddenly opened his eyes wide and blurted out, "You are the Azure Lotus Saint Venerable?"
The disguise has been revealed.
The male protagonist, who is too clever for his own good, is not likable.
Can she deny it?
Denying it is actually pointless.
Jiang Shumiao sighed, "I really can't remember ever enlightening any mortal with the surname Wen."
That's an admission.
Wen Zhixuan subconsciously took two steps back, his eyes looking as if he had seen a ghost.
"The Demon Lord is your disciple?"
Jiang Shumiao nodded.
"I only have this one apprentice."
He still has a stubborn and sensitive personality, always worried about being abandoned, and afraid that someone will take his master away from him.
Jiang Shumiao felt sorry for his childhood experiences and promised him that she would only take one disciple in her life.
Who would have thought that he would grow up to be more and more crooked?
Really...
A terrible mess.
Wen Zhixuan took two steps back, his expression growing increasingly strange. He had clearly guessed Jiang Shumiao's identity himself through previous clues, but now that the other party had openly admitted it, he couldn't believe it.
God of Chaos...
The sudden manifestation of the god that mortals worship day and night is insufficient to describe the shock Wen Zhixuan felt at this moment.
It's just too fantastical.
No, that's not right either. This world itself is very fantastical.
Undeterred, he asked again, "Are you truly the Azure Lotus Saint Venerable?"
Jiang Shumiao then revealed her true form to him.
Fortunately, she had already tempered her body, otherwise she would not have been able to transform into her true form—a blue lotus.
Of course, she didn't forget to create a protective barrier.
Wen Zhixuan was dazzled by the pure divine power surrounding the blue lotus, feeling as if his soul was about to shatter, so he quickly closed his eyes.
"Change back quickly."
Mortals could not withstand the divine power leaking from her body, and Jiang Shumiao had no intention of sending him to Fengdu. She withdrew the barrier and transformed into human form.
"Do you believe me now?"
She's five years old, but her voice still carries a babyish tone, soft and sweet, making her incredibly cute.
But she's the Goddess of Chaos, a true god who has lived for over four billion years.
Wen Zhixuan felt his worldview shatter in an instant.
He was now truly grateful that this child was compassionate and kind, and had the well-being of all living beings in her heart. Otherwise, given all the things he had done in the past, she would have long since reduced him to ashes and annihilated his soul.
No wonder she looked down on those high and mighty gods in the Heavenly Palace.
My magnanimity and tolerance are incomparable to hers.
Wen Zhixuan's throat tightened, and he couldn't utter a single word for a long time.
Jiang Shumiao looked at his frightened appearance with a hint of disgust.
"I thought you were so brave, and now you're scared?"
Wen Zhixuan: "..."
Mortals revere God, yet they also fear Him.
Is there anything shameful about this?
He didn't think so.
"What did that dragon demon mean by that? What were the real stories behind the war between gods and demons?"
Jiang Shumiao glanced at him. "Isn't your mission to find your ancestors?"
Wen Zhixuan said, "The teachings left by our ancestors are not wrong. He entered the Dao after being enlightened by the Azure Lotus Saint Venerable."
“I told you, I don’t know your ancestors… wait.”
Jiang Shumiao suddenly thought of a possibility: she did indeed die five thousand years ago.
Could it be that the time wasn't right for him to not remember enlightening the mortal surnamed Wen?
This calculation seems to make sense.
She might encounter that ancestor of the Wen family someday in the future, and then establish a sect that continues for five thousand years, until Wen Zhixuan travels through time and space back to the starting point, which is now.
Wen Zhixuan met her gaze and suddenly understood what she meant.
They might have been wrong from the start.
The Wen family patriarch encountered the Azure Lotus Saint Venerable not before the war between gods and demons and her travels in the mortal realm, but after her death and reincarnation as a mortal.
Jiang Shumiao felt that her mind had been damaged by the influence of her consciousness traveling through various worlds after death.
Wen Zhixuan calmed himself down. "No wonder my grandfather told me to find the Azure Lotus Saint Venerable. Only by following you can I meet the Wen family patriarch."
Okay.
That old ancestor of the Wen family seems to have quite a talent for cultivating immortality, as he can actually deduce the past and future, and even after dying for thousands of years, he can still send dreams to his descendants.
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