A nine-colored cloud followed the footprints of the nine-colored deer downwards, and gradually, the nine-colored deer came into view of Quan Ji.
Quan Ji could clearly see the complete form of this auspicious beast, its azure eyes filled with peace and holiness.
It walked up to Le Jia, its huge antlers emitting a gentle, delicate light that warmly enveloped Jia Jia.
Immediately, the plague god personality that was originally violent and uncontrollable in Le Jia began to change.
The original black vortex turned into a light white-gold color at this moment, emitting the same light as the Nine-Colored Divine Deer.
At that moment, bursts of colorful light emanated from the antlers of the Nine-Colored Deer, swirling around Le Jia as he floated in mid-air, bestowing blessings.
Gradually, Quan Ji noticed that some of Jia Jia's wounds were healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Jiajia's hair was loose, and two orange-red rays of light transformed into ribbons that twined into two flower buds. Her small body was enveloped in golden-red light, turning into a little red dress with the character "福" (fortune) written on it. Two strings of small bells appeared on her wrists, and her already delicate and lovely face gained even more character, making her look quite elegant and sacred.
Quan Ji subconsciously murmured, "The god of plague has become... a little god of fortune?"
This is truly a miracle.
In an instant, Jiajia opened her eyes. Her originally brown-black eyes had turned completely golden, as had her eyelashes. She was cute yet possessed an inviolable holiness, and one could fully feel the immense divine power contained within her.
In that instant, the little god of fortune stretched out his chubby little hand and shook the string of bells in his hand.
Ding ding dong—
Ding ding dong—
The heavenly sound of bells echoed throughout the Holy Empire, as if the God of Fortune had descended to bestow blessings upon humanity.
It seems like nothing has changed, yet it also seems like everything has changed.
With a smile, Priest Fengxi withdrew his power, and the God of Fortune landed safely on the back of the Nine-Colored Deer.
Jiajia reached out and touched the head of the nine-colored deer, then looked at Quan Ji: "Your aura is so comfortable, can I call you sister?"
The little god of fortune had a sweet, cloying voice, and was holding a whole golden apple of peace in his hands.
From this day forward, Le Jia will cease to exist; the only one left in the world is this clever and adorable little lucky god.
Chunlan's eyes reddened. She had so much to say, but after hesitating for a moment, she didn't utter a single word.
This is her Jiajia, her daughter.
From now on, Jiajia will be a believer in a god she can no longer hope for, and she can no longer contact Jiajia as her mother.
She stood below the altar, tears welling in her eyes.
Quan Ji glanced in her direction, and she shook her head.
Quan Ji felt relieved and looked at Jiajia again: "Okay, are you willing to become the second guardian deity of my Holy Glory Empire?"
Jiajia blinked, curled her lips into a smile, and rode the nine-colored deer to Quan Ji's side: "If you pat my head, I'll agree to your request."
No one expected Jiajia to make such a request.
"sure."
Quan Ji reached out and patted the little girl's head.
Jiajia twisted her little head in enjoyment, then giggled, "It really feels so familiar. Although I don't know you, sister, you're so kind... Sister... give me a name."
Her current identity is that of a newly born god, without a name, possessing only divine instincts and the innocence unique to a little girl.
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