"Congratulations on your successful ascension. It's time to fulfill our promise."
Upon hearing this, Leng Qingning turned to look at the old woman, and she was slightly surprised for a moment.
"Lord of Heavenly Dao? It's been a long time!"
"Hahaha." The old woman laughed heartily, "Not long, just a few months."
That's right. A hundred years in the human world is just a short hundred days in the eyes of the gods.
Instead of dwelling on the question, she asked directly, "What task does the Lord of Heaven require me to perform?"
She still remembered what the Heavenly Lord had told her.
The old woman smiled broadly and said in a loud voice, "I want you to take over my position and manage this hidden world of Daoists for me."
That was a bit unexpected.
"Why?" she asked, puzzled.
Does Heaven's way of doing things automatically go on strike and refuse to do it?
Knowing her doubts, the old woman patiently explained to her, "Since my birth, I have been the Heavenly Way and have never experienced the joys of being human. I know nothing of the joys and sorrows, the partings and reunions, the happiness and the bitterness. I envy you. I also want to experience life in the human world, but I cannot live in seclusion without a leader for even a day. Therefore, this heavy responsibility can only be borne by you."
As the Lord of Heaven, she observes the changes in human affairs and senses the development of events every day, but she is unable to experience them personally, which she deeply regrets.
"Of course, there is another reason. I was born in a secluded world and live in a secluded world. I have seen every corner of this land every day and I am really tired of it. I also want to travel to other continents. After I have tasted the joys and sorrows of the human world, I will return to the realm of gods."
Tiandao's words were quite frank, and Leng Qingning said she could understand.
She pondered for a moment. Cang Lin had been appointed by the God Lord to stay and guard the secluded world. Her husband and the others, as deputy gods, would also have to stay here. So she was naturally willing to stay as well.
Furthermore, becoming a Heavenly God would free one from the constraints of boundaries, allowing one to freely travel between different realms of the Dao, and at any time, one could send multiple divine consciousnesses to the God Realm to visit one's sister, master, and aunt.
only……
The old woman seemed to sense her worry and kindly reassured her, "There's no need to worry. I've already asked the Lord of the Divine Path about this matter, and He has agreed. You can rest assured."
"Really?" Leng Qingning couldn't hide her excitement.
If it was at the behest of the Divine Lord, then she would be more than happy to oblige.
"Of course it's true," the old woman said with a smile.
With no worries about the future and no need to think too much, Leng Qingning answered cheerfully, "Okay, I'll take over for you."
This secluded land was built by her own hands. This land carries too many cherished memories, as well as all the beautiful past with her husbands, her relatives, friends, elders, ministers, and her children are all here.
Her true home was seclusion.
There is no better place than here; staying in seclusion is the most perfect ending.
………
Ciyu Palace
Ten husbands made a pact to "go to their deaths." The poisoned wine was ready, and they calmly raised their glasses with smiles on their faces, preparing to welcome a new life.
Just then, everyone suddenly sensed Leng Qingning's aura and frowned in unison.
Their divine senses are connected to the main godhood, and they can sense the aura of their loved ones through the main godhood, which can only mean that the wife is currently with Cang Lin.
He didn't even have time to think about why his wife hadn't gone to the divine realm to report.
The group put down their wine glasses, closed their eyes, and focused on sensing what Cang Lin and his wife had been doing alone.
A sour, vinegary smell gradually filled the air...
………
After the Heavenly Dao Master finished handing over the reins to Leng Qingning, he casually gave her a few instructions, then impatiently transformed into the appearance of a naive young girl and disappeared into the outer edge of the Divine Palace without saying a word.
Only a hearty, unrestrained laugh remained in the sky.
Leng Qingning said, "I wish you all your dreams come true, that you experience the full spectrum of human emotions, and that you find a good partner!" She smiled slightly.
Turning around, I saw Cang Lin standing in front of me, having arrived quietly without my noticing.
As the new reclusive master of the Heavenly Dao, there is no need to ask further questions. Since the Creator God has arrived, we should naturally invite him in.
Inside the Golden Hall of the Shrine
The two gods looked at each other in silence, mainly because Leng Qingning was not familiar with him and they had nothing to talk about.
And his personality...
He seemed quite aloof, his expression was so blank it was almost icy, and he sat there for ages without uttering a single word, just focused on drinking his tea.
And... spying on her.
Leng Qingning felt very uncomfortable.
It wasn't until she could no longer sit still, when she was almost feeling extremely uncomfortable, that the celestial man opposite her finally spoke.
He looked up at her, his deep golden eyes shining with a captivating light. His perfect jawline outlined a distinct curve. He parted his lips slightly, a faint smile playing on his lips, and said to her, "Qingning, I've come to see you."
Leng Qingning straightened her stiff back and smiled politely, "Okay."
Nonsense, who couldn't tell you you came to see me?!
If something really happened, would you have kept quiet for so long without saying anything?
She was utterly speechless, looking at the stunningly beautiful goddess before her and thinking to herself: Her looks are so incredible, but she's too cold and her personality is too mild.
They've already come knocking on our door, why are we waiting for her to speak first?
Cang Lin suddenly spoke, uttering a startling question: "Qing Ning, would you be willing to marry me?"
"Pfft." A mouthful of tea sprayed out.
I just couldn't help it; it was so sudden and unexpected.
"I'm sorry, I was rude." Leng Qingning looked embarrassed. Why was this person both slow to warm up and yet so direct?
"It's alright." Cang Lin stood up and walked closer, gently wiping the corner of her lips with a movement that felt completely natural, as if he had done this countless times before.
When that slender, well-defined hand reached out, Leng Qingning froze instantly. She quickly declined, saying, "No need... thank you!"
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