Although she had no token, no one could stop her.
But thinking that perhaps Lingyan had made a wrong judgment about her because of what happened at Tianmen today, Gu Zhong did not refuse her kindness.
Lingyan and Shaojun escorted Gu Zhong for a while, until they reached the gates of heaven, before reluctantly bidding him farewell.
Watching Gu Zhong disappear beneath the clouds, the young lord turned to Ling Yan and said something meaningful.
"What, you're reluctant to part with it?"
"It is rare to see someone with such demeanor as Lord Gu Zhong."
Lingyan's eyes held undisguised admiration.
Shaojun gave her a deep look, then gazed in the direction Gu Zhong had left, lost in thought.
——
Gu Zhong descended from the Heavenly Gate and rushed back to the Abyss of Gods and Demons under the starlight.
Not long after she left, the barrier remained as it had been.
"Divine Lord!"
Upon hearing her reply, the soldiers who were still diligently guarding the area quickly saluted him.
"Any further unusual activity?"
Gu Zhong asked a question.
"Some demonic energy escaped, but we have already wiped it out."
The soldier replied.
Gu Zhong nodded to indicate that he understood, and then gave the general's orders.
"Summon the twelve guards!"
As the bugle sounded, the well-organized army completed its formation in the Abyss of Gods and Demons in just half a day.
Gu Zhong took out the sandalwood box that Shao Jun had given her from her bosom and took out the mirror soil from it.
Even in the dark, the crystal-clear glass sparkles with dazzling light.
She cut off a small piece, melted it with her divine power into a transparent film, and stuck it onto the broken barrier in front of her.
The barrier rippled, black patterns intertwining with shimmering light, before settling back into calm, the prominent crack vanishing without a trace.
One of the wisps of demonic energy that was trying to escape to the realm of gods crashed into this invisible barrier, and the ripples flickered again, driving it back—the crack had truly been repaired.
Legend has it that this piece of mirror soil was made from the colorful stones left over from Nuwa's patching of the sky, and it can mend all gaps. What I see today is indeed extraordinary.
Gu Zhong distributed the mirror soil to all four directions of the barrier, and sat down with the twelve guards. The divine soldiers exerted all their divine power to jointly refine this magical soil for mending the heavens, in order to repair the barrier that maintained the safety of the divine realm.
Time flies like an arrow; it's gone in the blink of an eye. By the time the barrier was completely repaired, nearly three months had passed without anyone noticing.
Looking at the repaired barrier, he should have felt relieved, but Gu Zhong still had a vague sense of unease in his heart.
But Gu Zhong had no time to investigate further, because she suddenly remembered the invitation from a minor deity in the heavens. His birthday banquet was approaching, and she was still empty-handed.
Gu Zhong had an unusual feeling about Lingyan, the goddess he had only met once.
In the realm of gods, those immortals and deities who have lived for many years are not as pure and flawless as they claim. Their hearts are filled with all sorts of desires, and they fight endlessly for their own selfish interests.
People who are truly sincere and trustworthy are few and far between, and Little God is one of the rare and sincere ones.
We are not afraid of her because of her name, but admire her achievements for the divine realm.
The monotonous life that had been etched on our minds for millennia was suddenly given a different, bright and vibrant color.
The question is: to accept this invitation or not to accept it?
If possible, Gu Zhong would be happy to make his first friend.
However, the two were from completely different backgrounds.
Lingyan is the adopted daughter of the God Emperor, while she is just an orphan of a remnant clan. Although the title of God of War sounds good, she is not very popular in the God Realm.
Now that she has nothing to show for it, she will probably attract a lot of ridicule and embarrass that showy little guy!
But if she didn't go—recalling Lingyan's expectant eyes, Gu Zhong's guilt would torment her all night if she stood him up.
Lingyan is only a thousand years old. According to the age of immortals and gods, she is just a child who has just come of age. Who would really be willing to disappoint this sincere child?
Gu Zhong looked towards the direction of the divine realm above the nine heavens, then turned around and walked out of the Abyss of Gods and Demons, heading towards another barrier.
——
Inside the magnificent Wuji Hall, lanterns and decorations were everywhere, and countless immortals and gods came and went, their faces beaming with smiles, celebrating the thousandth birthday of the hall's master. Congratulatory voices filled the air.
The person in the main role, however, responded perfunctorily and absentmindedly, her gaze constantly darting towards the outside of the hall, as if trying to spot someone.
"Are you waiting for Lord Gu Zhong?"
Seeing her absent-minded appearance, Shaojun sighed and asked.
"Dishonest and untrustworthy!"
Lingyan said in a low, dejected voice, looking completely listless.
"Mending the barrier between gods and demons is a major undertaking, and delays are understandable. Besides—she didn't guarantee she would definitely come that day—"
Shaojun continued to persuade him, only to be glared at fiercely by Lingyan.
"I'll wait a little longer..."
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Author's Note:
My second attempt at using voice recording didn't relieve the pressure on my cervical spine, so I'll just stick to typing it out by hand.
Chapter 143 The Supreme God and the God of War (Part 3)
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However, even after the banquet ended, the guests had enjoyed themselves, and the singing and dancing had ceased, she still hadn't seen the person she was waiting for.
Although Lingyan was disappointed that Gu Zhong had not appeared, they were ultimately just strangers who had met by chance—this was their first meeting today.
She has already kindly invited me; whether I accept or not is simply a matter of consideration.
After a few days of heartbreak, she put the matter behind her and continued her carefree and leisurely life.
For immortals and gods, time is an illusory and boundless thing. A trip to the mortal realm, a seclusion, a snap of the fingers, and hundreds or thousands of years have passed in the blink of an eye.
The next time I heard news of Gu Zhong was that she had killed an abyss beast in the Abyss of Gods and Demons.
The Abyss Beast is a sacred beast of the Demon Realm. After the realms of gods and demons were sealed off ten thousand years ago, its whereabouts became unknown. For some unknown reason, it has now suddenly reappeared at the bottom of the Abyss of Gods and Demons, and was encountered by Gu Zhong.
I heard that the battle lasted for ten days and ten nights until both sides were exhausted. In the end, Gu Zhong was more skilled and killed him with his sword.
Even the invincible Goddess of War suffered a severe injury this time. After the great battle, she recuperated for a long time.
In the past, when she heard stories of war gods, she was always an outsider, marveling at the ferocity of the battles and admiring the charisma of people she had never seen.
However, for some reason, she felt something different this time—perhaps because the man's broken promise shattered her long-held illusion.
——
Another century has passed in the blink of an eye.
This year is a momentous one for all the heavens and myriad realms.
Since the beginning of chaos, heaven and earth have been created, and all worlds have been transformed.
Since when, the divine realm has been seated high above the nine heavens, ruling over all realms, and commanding the reverence of all living beings.
To worship the ancestral gods and demonstrate the majesty of the divine realm, the divine realm will hold a divine banquet every ten thousand years to bestow blessings upon the three realms.
"These peaches must be picked carefully today; we must not allow any mistakes to happen at this banquet."
A group of fairy maidens walked through the peach grove, and the leader carefully gave instructions to the little fairy maidens behind her.
"yes!"
They bowed their heads meekly and responded in low voices, and then began the picking work in an orderly manner.
"This—this peach tree—something seems off about the fruit?"
Suddenly, a little fairy cried out in alarm.
"Something's not right."
Her companions gathered around her.
"Each tree should have nine peaches, so how come there are only eight left now?"
"That's impossible!"
The leading fairy walked to the tree and carefully counted them again, then her expression suddenly changed drastically.
"What should we do? If there aren't enough immortal peaches to share among all the deities at the banquet—"
If they were to neglect these distinguished guests, it would be no small matter and could cause a great deal of trouble. They would certainly be punished.
Lingyan, who was fast asleep in the peach tree, was awakened by the commotion.
The eternal light of the divine realm pierced through the swaying leaves, casting dappled patterns on the ground.
She opened her eyes a crack and looked vaguely at the scene below the tree.
"What are we going to do?!"
The youngest fairy looked anxious, as if she was about to cry.
Lingyan touched her nose somewhat embarrassedly and jumped down from the tree.
"I ate that peach."
"God!"
When the fairies saw her, they all bowed and called out to her.
"Your Majesty—if the God Emperor were to learn that one of the immortal peaches is missing, then we—"