The Crematorium While Chasing an Alpha Was Intercepted by a Flirtatious Omega Senior Sister [Rebirth] 99

Chapter 99:

“Hmm? She didn’t say it?” This “she,” of course, referred to Ji Qianqian, who hadn’t revealed Yan Qinghe’s secret.

Ji Qianqian’s thoughts were like a fluctuating electrocardiogram, sensed in the speaker’s mind.

Everyone’s thoughts, if she wanted to know, she didn’t need to open a piece of paper like drawing lots. With just a thought, she could perceive them.

The woman who had spoken, her voice was soft and gentle. She was leaning on a couch, in an ivory-white long dress, with a light blue gauze robe over it, woven with clouds and brocade. Her whole body was shrouded in an otherworldly aura and brilliance, at ease and lazy.

Her beautiful eyes were slightly closed, a vermilion mark on her forehead, as if it were about to drip. No one could guess her thoughts, and no one could see her true face.

She was in the magnificent and dazzling Mandala Palace. The space was both vast, enough to accommodate thousands of people, and intimate. With just a snap of her fingers, it would return to the size of a normal inner palace. The concept of time and space had been mastered by her when she was born in the ultimate way of heaven and earth.

Her beauty surpassed the cognitive understanding of mortals. Even the Nine Heavens Profound Maiden would have to pale in comparison and feel ashamed. Even the four great beauties of classical legend were just like willows in comparison.

Beside her stood a girl in green, respectfully. She was like a maid, but she was more than just a maid.

The girl’s beautiful hair was coiled into a green bun, with peacock hairpins on her temples. Her features were delicate and lively. She was holding a crystal ball in her hands. The “H City” in the crystal ball was magnified, and the system was a point of light, faintly flickering, and remotely sensing the girl.

Only this crystal ball was held by the girl. The other crystal balls were floating above the eight-treasure water pool, which was filled with a fairy mist. Each crystal ball represented a world. There were a total of three thousand great thousand worlds, revolving through the kalpas of “formation—abiding—destruction—emptiness.”

Some crystal balls were shrouded in clouds, representing that this world was about to collapse and enter the “emptiness kalpa.” Some were as beautiful as a brocade, meaning that they were in the “formation kalpa.”

And the crystal ball held by the girl was the world where Yan Qinghe was. After the white clouds had lightly gathered, a flash of lightning, like a dancing dragon, had circled the crystal ball.

“Master, is this world entering the ’emptiness’ kalpa?” the girl asked with concern. “But hasn’t the world’s child’s wish already been fulfilled?”

Hearing the girl’s question, the woman slowly opened her beautiful eyes. Her eyelashes were slender and dense. She lowered her eyes, as if she were looking down on all living beings with pity, and at the same time, she held the heaven and earth in her eyes. In the depths of her eyes was a deep blue lake, shimmering and clear, like the vast ocean that gathered the four seas.

“The Wheel of Time,” she said, her cherry lips lightly parted, explaining only four words. Her pale jade-like hand was playing with the Seine goddess jade pendant. The goddess statue jade pendant looked a little incomplete.

Because the goddess’s hand was not holding anything. The classic posture of the goddess bathing should be holding a pottery jar of water. At this time, the pottery jar was nowhere to be found.

The woman didn’t seem to mind.

But the respectful girl beside her instantly understood her master’s meaning. “You mean, because of the use of the Wheel of Time, after reversing the time of this world, some things have changed.”

The regression of the timeline had created some loopholes in this world, and Yan Qinghe, who had the No. 2 Wheel of Time, had the fate of the world’s child.

The fate and emotions of the world’s child were related to the operation of this world.

“After the emptiness kalpa, it will enter the formation kalpa. Destruction is the beginning of life,” she said, her words clear but hazy to the girl, not very understandable, but full of philosophical meaning.

“Speaking of which, master is paying special attention to this world because that person is Yan, right?” the girl said playfully.

The woman’s features softened for a moment. She stood up gracefully, like a wisp of a white cloud in a clear sky after the rain. The girl was captivated by her divine light, her mind as if it had fallen into the Milky Way, free and peaceful.

No one disliked being with her master, as if they had returned to the gentle elegance, stability, and protection of Mother Earth.

The woman smiled and said nothing, just said—

“Since Ji Qianqian is willing to give up her own happiness for Qinghe, then give her another chance.”

The girl was a little surprised. “But the world’s child seems to like Mu Sixue now. Are you sure you want the system to assign this task?”

“This is also Sixue’s chance. She should have…”

Hearing this, the girl, as if she had thought of something, covered her lips with a hint of regret. Mu Sixue had her destined end. Whether she could defy fate also depended on whether she could complete the hidden mission, right?

But this mission seemed a little… cruel. Even she couldn’t understand it.

Her master had always been benevolent. This time, she couldn’t see her intentions.

The woman raised her hand slightly, her posture elegant, her demeanor graceful. The girl immediately understood. The Seine goddess statue was quietly placed on a round, green-glazed lotus leaf jade tray by a pair of long, slender, and pale hands.

The girl’s brows were slightly furrowed with doubt. “Master, you have so many incarnations in the three thousand great thousand worlds. Why are you holding your own statue from H City?”

The Seine goddess, who represented the protection of H City and was worshipped by the people of that world, was just an incarnation of her master.

The woman, or rather, the goddess, hearing this, blinked playfully and said lightly, “Perhaps it’s because the statue in that world was shattered by Zhaoyan?”

But the girl laughed and didn’t believe her. “How can the immortal Zhaoyan compare to you?”

“She even thought you had stolen her face at first. Didn’t the facts prove that she was the substitute?”

The goddess’s long lashes flickered. When she had undergone her tribulation as a human, the spot on her forehead that had been cut by Zhaoyan’s jade hairpin, although it had healed without a trace, the lingering pain of the memory was still there.

The night Zhaoyan had shattered the statue in H City, she had faced the floor-to-ceiling mirror, as if she knew she was watching her, and had challenged her fiercely—[I’m very curious. This time, will I win, or will you?]

“The immortal Zhaoyan’s competitive spirit is still so strong,” the girl pouted. “She clearly knows that the little god has never liked her. Can she still not let it go?”

That’s why she’s provoking you.

The goddess raised an eyebrow, her deep blue pupils unmoving. If it was because of her competitive spirit, then it made sense that Zhaoyan had restored that memory of Qinghe.

That memory, which she had erased, and only Ji Qianqian knew, had been restored by Zhaoyan and had become even more intense in another form.

The goddess bit her lip slightly, and her calm, autumn-lake-like face was tinged with a rare sunset-like blush.

Although she had long since shed the shackles of her physical body and did not think much of her appearance, for Qinghe…

After thinking about it, she still felt an indescribable sense of pity and guilt.

That incident, the origin of it, should be blamed on her.

The secret that the system could not detect was hidden by her. She hoped that her existence would not affect Qinghe, the world’s child who was related to the stability of that world.

Qinghe was both a mortal, and was seen as equal by the gods.

And she was not a mortal, just like that person, she had a special place in the god’s heart.

From the beginning to the end, she had hoped that Qinghe could find someone who truly loved her and find the happiness she had lost.

“Vermilion Bird, where do you think the god is now?” she mentioned that person.

The girl, who was called Vermilion Bird by the goddess, pouted. Whenever the goddess mentioned that person, the gentleness in her features was about to overflow like spring water.

Vermilion Bird: “Is she playing with Niannian and Lili somewhere again? How could she bear to leave you?”

The goddess smiled like a clear wind and a bright moon, her beautiful eyes shining. “I let her take the children to train.”

She suddenly missed that beloved person she had known for thousands of years, the cool and ethereal, white-robed, forever-eighteen-year-old girl. They had fallen in love in the human world, had known each other in the immortal world, and had been reunited in the divine world.

For each other, after all the tribulations, it was always you.

Speaking of which, after they had traveled through a hundred and eight small worlds together, that person, on a whim, had wanted to take the children to play. And she had had an important world that needed to be repaired, and the world where Qinghe was had not yet stabilized, so she had not gone with them.

She had wanted to send an incarnation to go with them, but that person had been unwilling and had said righteously, “Sister, I only want to be with your real self.”

So, they had not seen each other for several months.

“It’s not good that the little god is not here. You’re repairing the world, which is so tiring, and looking after the mortals is so hard. There’s no one to remind you to rest,” the girl in green couldn’t help but complain. Her hands, which she had wanted to put on her hips, suddenly turned into wings and shrank into a small, green divine bird. The bird’s head was tilted, and it stood on the goddess’s right shoulder.

This was her real form. Close to the divine light, bathed in the divine grace, she stretched comfortably. “I wonder how the little god is doing now.”

“Master, let’s use the round light technique to see!”

The goddess turned her hand over, and in her pale white palm, a round light screen was held. Inside, she could see the ethereal, snow-like girl, playing on an endless immortal island. The two girls beside her were as beautiful as jade. One’s features were similar to the goddess’s, and the other was similar to the girl. They were either laughing and whispering with a white crane, or touching the head of a dragon by a cliff.

“Doesn’t master miss her?” the little divine bird pecked its beak and pointed to the girl, asking gossipily.

“Mm, perhaps it’s time for her to come back.” Yan Qing was always in sync with her. Or perhaps, without her calling, she would come back with the children.

The goddess looked at the girl’s features, which were three or four parts similar to Qinghe’s, and then opened her lips. “When Qing’er comes back, I’ll go to that world with her to see Qinghe.”

After all, Qinghe had been raised by her. When she had undergone her tribulation as a human in the mortal world, she had been Qinghe’s Little Aunt, not the Little Aunt of Yan Qing, who had briefly possessed Qinghe’s body.

Qinghe was like her other child. Yan Qing was her lover.

She thought that Yan Qing would also be very happy to go to the old place where the two of them had met in the human world.

The little divine bird flapped its wings. “That’s great. You should have said so earlier. The world’s child will definitely be very happy to know.”

“Hmm? Why do you say that?” the goddess smiled gently and stroked the bird’s head. When she was gentle with those close to her, she was like she had returned to the human world, to the time when she was called Xi Zhaowan.

The little divine bird, having its head stroked by its master, tilted its neck back with satisfaction. “Because, having a baby of her own is not the world’s child’s first wish.”

“That wish is related to you, master. I had to change it to the second wish!”

Her master was the purest incarnation of the laws of heaven and earth, one of the three main gods of all the worlds in the universe, the guardian god, known as the “Goddess Jiayin.” Even the little emperor of the nine heavens would willingly submit to her.

The world’s child was just a mortal. Mortals had always longed for immortality, but it was difficult to achieve. And those who had become gods from immortals were even rarer. How could Yan Qinghe have such a sincere expectation for a god?

The goddess, that is, Xi Zhaowan, was slightly stunned. “Qinghe’s first wish?”

“Yes, master. She hopes more than anything that you will come back.”