My Weekly Refreshing Mentor Spirit-Chapter 299 - 279: He Said, It’s Time
Righteous individuals, namely those who align with moral principles.
Simply put, they are good people according to traditional and straightforward doctrines and virtues, possessing several of the eight virtues: humility, honesty, compassion, courage, justice, sacrifice, honor, and soul, thus can be called righteous individuals.
Their character and actions move even the angels, and their ideals and future astonish the gods. These so-called righteous individuals all have the chance of ascending to the High Tier Heaven and becoming angels.
Those who do not fear authority are righteous; those who do good and show mercy are righteous; those who save lives and heal the wounded are righteous; those who atone for their sins and sacrifice themselves are righteous; those who are generous and stand for justice are righteous...
The standard is strict, but among the tens of thousands, or even hundreds of thousands of people, selecting 10 righteous individuals is not difficult.
Even in the era of the Holy Court when Angel Rachael ruled, among the missionaries in remote villages, an average of 1 to 2 out of 10 met the standards of a righteous individual. But now, among the godly nobles...
This small deity responsible for conveying messages between the Mortal World and the Divine Realm remained silent.
Among the nobles of tens of thousands, when counting branches, illegitimate children, and even distant relatives, amounting to over a hundred thousand people, he couldn’t select 10 righteous individuals. In the end, he could only find one person who met the standard of a righteous individual.
And even this person was merely a four-year-old child.
And the moment this righteous individual just left the Divine Capital, the Celestial Fire, like purifying holy flames, burned down all the noble residences.
No matter how they prayed, how they knelt, calling out the revered name of the Divine King, it was all in vain.
However, the God seemed unconcerned, as the Celestial Fire mercilessly consumed thousands of noble manors and estates, the flames spread everywhere, firefighters perished in the flames, those who prayed perished in the flames, and those who gave up also died in the flames.
When they found their prayers to the Divine King were futile, certain high-tier godly nobles could bear it no longer and finally cursed profusely.
"Divine King, you can’t do this, you only need to consider taking infants, but we have much more to consider."
"Divine King, are you kinder than us? All our killings should be counted on you."
"Divine King, you pride yourself on being untainted and pure, but you’re just a despicable double-standard person!"
When the foul language appeared, the godly nobles indignantly accused the Divine King of needing to sacrifice millions of people every year, struggling to meet quotas for many years.
This time, the Divine King seemed to have heard.
The roots, like venomous snakes, instantly entwined all those who spoke with foul language. When they wanted to say something, the roots wrapped around them suddenly exerted force, and the surging power instantly killed these godly nobles, even those at Mythic Level.
The flames ignited the roots, and the blaze illuminated the entire Divine Capital, ever-living.
The True God descended.
Under the watchful eyes of all Pilgrims, the True God slowly appeared in front of everyone.
And at the moment of His descent, countless praising Divine Attendants loudly sang His great name, reciting His deeds.
This Divine King, who ruled the world for a millennium, appeared.
He wore clothes made of golden threads, a golden crown on his head, holding a scepter inlaid with gems. This dazzling attire left the vast majority of ordinary people awe-struck.
Because in ordinary people’s perception, this is what a god should look like; this is how a god is.
They all held their breath, looking at Xue Dili most forefront and the bowed Lan Lin’Er.
No, now she should be called by her true name, Lan Yi.
"Daughter, stand behind your father king," the Divine King said in his first sentence.
The crowd looked at each other, and then they saw the girl who had been beside Xue Dili, the girl who bore the most original "nurse" after curing, turned out to be the daughter of God!
The shock spread throughout the crowd, whispering and murmuring likewise did not cease.
However, neither this Divine King nor Xue Dili cared, not even caring about those godly nobles dealing with Celestial Fire in the distance at the Divine Capital. While Celestial Fire had not yet dissipated, underground water flooded in, drowning their manors in surging waves.
The Divine King looked at Xue Dili, revealing a surprised and satisfied expression in His eyes, and said, "You’re more excellent than I imagined."
"In such a short time, you have achieved what I once did, you’re really quite impressive." The Heart Stealer seemed to particularly enjoy this manner of speaking, his tone full of superiority. "You have the qualification to take your family along to the Divine Realm."
"I have no family," Xue Dili directly said.
This moment left the Divine King silent and also silenced the whispers of all the followers behind them, staring blankly on this scene.
"Is that so," the Divine King revealed a slight curve at His mouth, "even though you no longer have a family, you still have me, along with Lan Ling and Lan Yi; we can all become your family. I can also serve as a guiding father-like figure."
Once these words came out, it seemed to stop the brains of everyone present, as if everyone felt that something was wrong with what the Divine King said, but couldn’t pinpoint exactly where it was wrong.
For a while, it just felt uncomfortable like itching ears.
And the Divine King seemed not to wait for Xue Dili’s response, but said, "For example, you seem particularly discontent with the current godly nobles. Actually, I haven’t been satisfied with them for a long time, recklessly abusing the power I gave them just because they’re descendants of my close friends."
"Even after so many years, the population of the entire world has not increased but has gradually depleted. If you are dissatisfied with them, you might as well kill them all and overthrow the Teaching Country, establish yourself as king, or implement any system you wish. These are up to you," the Divine King said.
He looked in the direction of the Divine Capital, his joyful expression showing a hint of dissatisfaction with the nobility there.
The so-called deity nobility naturally comprises the descendants of old friends who fought angels with him a millennium ago. Some of these friends, who helped him overthrow the angels, had enough qualifications to become subordinates of the Divine King, wielding near Apostle Level power.
However, some people never had that talent despite being provided with resources, so they became rulers in the Human Realm. Their descendants are now the deity nobility and branch nobility.
The Divine King believed he had been quite lenient and generous to the descendants of his old friends, but after thousands of years, he realized.
It’s too slow.
The collection of humans and souls was too slow.
In over a thousand years of development, the population of the entire Teaching Country barely reached ten million, yet he needed to collect at least one million bodies and souls every year to supply the Divine Tree. But now, it has been unknown how many years that the deity nobles couldn’t turn in this number of corpses.
Even among these corpses submitted, nearly half were already degenerates that provided little energy.
The Divine Wood, which should have bloomed at this time, merely formed a bud, with the true flowering and fruiting being a distant prospect.
The Divine King’s patience with these descendants of old friends had worn thin.
After what he presumed were the remnants of the World Consciousness selected the "Hero," he naturally wanted to choose this new Hero to become his representative and spokesperson.
Especially if this "Hero" was dissatisfied with the deity nobility, let him replace them, become the new king, or occupy a divinity specifically managing the Mortal World.
Though the original plan was to completely tame him through his daughter, the plan changed. Time was too short; it hadn’t fully achieved the taming effect when this world’s Hero already became a God.
But it didn’t matter; he was confident that his daughter could tether such a young Hero to him like a dog. He believed that once this young Hero came into contact with his daughter, who had undergone millennia of cultivation and absorbed nutrients from the Divine Wood, he would become utterly addicted, unable to extricate himself.
For a living being, his daughter possessed an attraction a thousand times stronger than some addictive substances.
After all, his daughter had stealthily been placed within the bud of the Divine Tree right after her birth, stealing considerable energy from it.
He did this for his daughter’s good, also for her future, considering that back then, the corpse of an angel still hung on the Divine Wood. It meant his daughter not only absorbed the essence from the angel corpse but also took a bit of the Divine Tree’s quintessence.
Such a daughter was born a Holy Spirit, born the literal half-daughter of the world itself, an impeccable Goddess anyone would become infatuated with upon contact. The attraction from the Divine Wood and the world was something no creature could resist.
So to avoid many problems, he sealed his daughter, splitting her original self from her Holy Spirit self.
This was for his daughter’s future; he did not wish for a future son-in-law to love his daughter merely for the Holy Spirit part but hoped for the most genuine love to bind him.
As an old father, he truly worried a lot for his daughter.
Upon seeing his daughter, who kept her head down the whole time, and Xue Dili, who was only days away from transcending the boundary between mortals and gods to reach the standard of ascension, he revealed a satisfied expression.
So the plan changed — to fully integrate the Holy Spirit aspect of his daughter into him, making him completely loyal to me.
Although this meant giving this kid a good deal, letting him marry both of my daughters simultaneously.
But since his daughter chose him, let it be so. However, first, a new seal specifically for this kid needs to be placed on his daughter, preventing this kid from easily having his fill. Further taming over several hundred years, and the great task would be accomplished.
In the Divine King’s mind, there was already a detailed arrangement for all the upcoming plans.
Initially, let this kid partake of half of his daughter, while the other half could only be approached but not completely attained. After entangling him for several hundred more years, he would finally get his wish.
This old father really would spare no effort to ensure his son-in-law faithfully adheres to his daughter, granting her a flawless future and family.
He seemingly didn’t realize that he was treating his daughter as a commodity and bargaining chip.
With this thought, with a wave of his hand, the silver-haired "Lan Ling" appeared behind him.
"You may marry my daughter," the Divine King slowly spoke, "As if marrying identical twins."
Upon seeing the divine maiden, beautiful as a celestial being, the Pilgrims behind him, though possessing firm hearts, could only close their eyes and lower their heads, silently praying in their hearts.
The Saint’s journey of hardship and wandering brought about such an ending. To them, it was the descent of a mythological tale, a sacred poem, a legendary story that would spread for millennia to come.
But why did they feel somewhat empty inside? The Saint became the Divine King’s son-in-law, marrying two Divine Maidens and took over the rule of the Mortal World in the King’s stead.
Was this ending really good?
Such questions arose from within their hearts.
Yet Xue Dili merely lifted his head slowly. Currently, he could only look up at the Divine King, but his words were devoid of respect as he said, "It’s time."
"Hmm?" The Divine King was puzzled, not understanding what Xue Dili meant, yet suddenly, from behind him, came the synchronized voices of his "two daughters."
"He said, it’s time!"
