good?
What is good?
The most outrageous things Sheng Ning had ever encountered in her life all happened in this year.
First, she transmigrated into a novel she hadn't finished reading, becoming cannon fodder who was about to die.
She has managed to survive until now thanks to her clever brain hanging around her neck.
Now another little white ball of fluff has appeared, claiming she's the creator goddess?!
"Hehehehehe..."
"If I were the creator god, my family's ancestral graves would be emitting auspicious smoke."
At first, the little white dumpling thought that when she learned that she was the creator goddess, she would jump three feet high with excitement.
However, to its surprise, Sheng Ning seemed unwilling to acknowledge his identity as the creator god.
'Why would you think that way? It's because of you that the world functions properly. Isn't it only right that they respectfully call you the creator god?'
Upon hearing this, Sheng Ning immediately shook his head vigorously, "No, no, no, I just simply don't believe what you're saying."
"Look at me. Although I'm a bit good-looking, a bit smarter, a bit more talented, and I look a bit like the person lying in the stone coffin."
"But I can never be the creator god."
Every word Sheng Ning spoke carried an absolute negation.
She knows herself too well.
She's such a laid-back person; if it weren't for her master asking her to find the totem...
The sudden thought that popped into Sheng Ning's mind caused her to go blank for a moment.
She then held the little white ball up in front of her again, asking, "Do you know Mo Jingchun?"
I don't know him.
'But you are indeed the creator god. What you just said is exactly the same as what you've said before—the same narcissism.'
Sheng Ning: "...Thank you, I'll take that as a compliment."
Since the little white dumpling didn't recognize its master, Sheng Ning felt a little relieved.
When she looked up at Kongwu again, her expression was slightly serious. "Master Kongwu, you must not tell anyone what this little thing just said."
"If others knew about the rumors this little thing was spreading, wouldn't they throw me into a pig cage? Especially the Taixu Sect."
If those idiots from the Taixu Sect knew what happened to her today, they'd be drowning her in a pig cage, let alone punishing her.
She might be assassinated before she even returns to the mainland.
For no other reason than that, apart from Qin Chuan, who can now speak human language, the other disciples of the Taixu Sect don't even bring their brains with them when they go out.
If they knew that 'themselves' were the creator god, wouldn't they have taken advantage of the dark night to kill her directly, so that the Taixu Sect would no longer be a threat?
Kong Wu blinked, then parted his thin lips slightly, "This humble monk understands."
"But Benefactor Sheng should also know that secrets cannot be kept forever."
Sheng Ning wrinkled his nose. "How can it not be covered up? When we find the totem and fix the Heavenly Pillar, this matter will be over."
"What does it have to do with whether I am the creator god or not?"
Why not?
Before Kongwu could answer, the little white dumpling suddenly interrupted.
If Sheng Ning hadn't been unable to find its mouth, she would have definitely shoved her fist into its mouth to shut it up.
Holding the little white ball of fur on either side of its body with both hands, Sheng Ning pulled its body apart, asking, "Why is that?"
"We came here to find the totem. Once we find the totem, repair the pillar of heaven, and save the world, what does that have to do with the creator god?"
Before they arrived, Master Qi had already said everything.
When the creator god died, he transformed into several totems. Whoever finds those totems can become the new creator god.
'Oh, you mean using totems to build a new creator god?'
"That's true, but they forgot to mention something very important."
The little white dumpling let Sheng Ning knead and shape its flat, round body, but that didn't stop it from continuing to talk.
Do you remember what I just said? I said that after you died, your soul was torn to pieces.
'I was quick-witted and grabbed two pieces, which made you who you are today. As for the rest...'
'All of this is built upon you, the main soul. Only you can move the other fragments.'
The other fragments may have been reborn as humans, demons, or even tree-like beasts...
In short, the totem that is rumored to make a person a new savior is actually a fragment of the soul of the previous creator god.
Sheng Ning placed the little white ball in her hand on the ground.
She immediately raised her hand and scratched her head, turning her long black hair into a mess.
When she looked up at the little white ball and the emptiness in front of her again, her eyes were filled with a dazed look. "Master Emptiness, my CPU has overheated."
Emptiness: ? ? ?
Yu Ye and his group stood beside the stone coffin, keeping a close eye on the corner where Sheng Ning and the other person were.
It's unclear whether it was due to a protective barrier or some other reason.
They tried to eavesdrop using their spiritual power, but to no avail. They could only stand on tiptoe, trying to glean something from their junior sister's lip movements.
"Wait, why does Junior Sister look so shocked? Could it be that Junior Sister is really the reincarnation of the owner of this stone coffin?"
"The owner of this stone coffin must be someone of extraordinary status to possess a tomb chamber in the Northern Secret Realm."
"Tch! You guys read too many romance novels, don't you? All that reincarnation stuff, with a good-for-nothing like Sheng Ning..."
Everyone was still worried about Sheng Ning's true identity.
An incongruous voice suddenly broke the silence, infuriating everyone who immediately turned to look at the person who had made the sarcastic remark.
Qu Zhengqing hadn't finished saying his insults to Sheng Ning.
Feeling everyone's gaze fall on him, he could only grit his teeth and speak in a hoarse voice, "I didn't say anything wrong."
"How many bad things have we encountered since we started following Sheng Ning?"
"First it was the Ghost Spider, then the Paradise, and now she's trapped in a dilapidated tomb. It's only because you've been bewitched by her that you think she has an extraordinary background."
"The owner of this tomb might have been the evil spirit from back then, sealed here by a powerful being. If Sheng Ning really is her reincarnation—"
As Qu Zhengqing got more and more engrossed in his conversation, his gaze remained fixed on the owner of the stone coffin.
The more he looked at the face of the stone coffin's owner, which was extremely similar to Sheng Ning's, the more terrifying he felt.
Just as he was about to assert that Sheng Ning was the reincarnation of an evil spirit, a fist the size of a sandbag landed on his chin.
A crisp cracking sound, the sound of bones breaking, accompanied by a pig-like scream echoed in the tomb.
Upon hearing this noise, everyone felt a sharp pain in their teeth and immediately covered their chins, taking a step back.
The firelight in the tomb illuminated Lu Qing'an's androgynous face.
He slightly curled the corners of his lips and walked towards Qu Zhengqing by turning his wrist.
Upon seeing that it was Lu Qing'an who had attacked him, the latter was about to reprimand him.
However, his jaw had already been broken by a punch.
Let alone scolding the other person, even moving his mouth hurts so much that cold sweat pours down his forehead.
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