Chapter 1280: Chapter 458: The Great Show Will Take the Stage
As for the sudden appearance of the goddess, Hao Xiaonian’s charming face showed so surprise, as well as so nervousness.
Hao Xiaonian stared at the golden… cough, the blonde goddess for a few monts, then imdiately bowed his head and prostrated.
Li Ping’an, who had transford into a mosquito on the window, was also a little worried at this mont, fearing that this goddess might notice Hao Xiaonian’s abnormality.
He managed to develop the newly rampant high priestess Hao Xiaonian as an ally, which was actually a stroke of luck that happened to coincide with the death of an elder great priestess. Finding another easily persuaded, adolescent girl who could access the center of divine power was no easy task.
However, Li Ping’an and Hao Xiaonian soon breathed a sigh of relief.
This goddess spirit spoke: “From now on, you are my exclusive priest.”
Hao Xiaonian was montarily stunned, then bowed her head and exclaid: “This is the servant’s fortune.”
“Rise.”
“Yes.”
Hao Xiaonian stood up obediently, not daring to directly look at the goddess spirit, while the latter looked around with so curiosity.
The goddess spirit said directly: “In the divine realm, I am one of the thirty-six upper gods. When I was in the mortal world, I should have been the consort of a rchant prince. After that rchant prince died, he beca a lower god seeking to covet my divine body, and I exterminated him. Just so you know.”
Hao Xiaonian’s expression froze a little.
The consort of the rchant prince exterminated the rchant prince?
And how are upper gods and lower gods differentiated?
Li Ping’an, perched on the window, couldn’t help but raise his eyebrows lightly. It seed gods could exterminate each other, appearing as a strictly hierarchical system. It was uncertain if the extermination of a lower god by an upper god would bring calamity to the Southern Continent.
If it doesn’t bring calamity…
Hao Xiaonian softly asked, “Goddess Spirit?”
“I am one of the three gods who control spring,” the goddess spirit said slowly, “Henceforth, you only need to call on as Spring God, and I will et you.”
“Thank you, Goddess Spirit,” Hao Xiaonian murmured softly, “Do you need your servant to do anything for you?”
The Spring God said: “I need your body.”
“The servant is willing to offer everything to you!”
“You cannot resist,” the Spring God said gently, “Otherwise, your body will suffer the impact of divine power. You count as my chosen priestess, I don’t want you to die too soon, understood?”
“Thank you for your protection.”
The Spring God said: “I have not yet found a suitable partner. When I do, I will need to enter your body to enjoy with him.”
Hao Xiaonian’s expression beca sowhat rigid.
The thing she despised most about being a priestess was going to happen to her?
Gods are indeed so depraved!
Divine King’s kindness, save !
“Goddess Spirit, I… well, yes!”
“Very good,” the Spring God sighed softly, lowering her head as if lost in thought, showing more contemplation in her eyes, and then her expression beca sowhat indifferent.
She murmured: “I always feel like sothing is missing; only when attached to you do I feel complete. Perhaps I like this feeling… can I enter your body?”
Li Ping’an: What kind of horrible remark is this?
Hao Xiaonian said softly: “It is the honor of your servant.”
The Spring God’s ethereal form slowly floated forward, lifting Hao Xiaonian’s face, lightly touching her forehead with her own, as strands of golden light sank into Hao Xiaonian’s body.
Just like on the altar, Hao Xiaonian’s body was embraced by the golden light;
Yet without the priestess’ mask, it was like seeing two faces on Hao Xiaonian—one her true face, the other the visage of the Spring God, made of golden light as if a translucent mask.
Unlike the rituals on the altar, Hao Xiaonian currently bore no heavy burden, her mind was clear, rely closing her eyes.
Slowly, the Spring God wrapped around Hao Xiaonian and lay down on the stone slab, continuously muttering sothing.
“Everyone in the divine realm is so indifferent…”
“I actually can’t feel your prayers… I just know I should co down…”
“Does the existence of gods protect this world? Yet no god has done so.”
“My priest, have you ever experienced the joy that desire brings?”
Hao Xiaonian’s slender hands wrapped in golden light started to incessantly touch her own body;
Initially, Hao Xiaonian was sowhat resistant, but the divine will was overpowering, and she recalled the teachings of other priestesses, relinquished her modesty and struggle, allowing the Spring God to control her body in search of sothing…
The suppressed moans quickly emanated from this level of the tower.
Li Ping’an had long flown to the top of the tower, wrapping himself in a wisp of immortal consciousness, and did not look at the scene any longer.
The desires of gods?
It seems, even if left unchecked, this divine court would head towards self-destruction.
…
Spring departed silently.
The next day at noon, sunlight penetrated through the crevices of the tall tower, shining upon Hao Xiaonian’s eyelids.
Lying on the stone slab, Hao Xiaonian opened her eyes, sat up with a start, and quickly pulled up her fallen linen gown to cover herself.
She thought of the prior circumstances, her lovely face blushing slightly, and hurriedly tidied her gown, bowing her head reverently before the image of the Spring God.
The image did not respond.
Hao Xiaonian gently bit her lip, rose, and went to the next level’s Splendid Pool to bathe.
The other priestesses living in this tall tower did not notice that a goddess had descended prior.
Once Hao Xiaonian sorted herself out, she began her primary duty—staring blankly before the image of the goddess.
She could do anything here, but preferably not leave unless necessary, lest she misses the summoning by the goddess.
After spacing out for a while, drowsiness overca Hao Xiaonian, and she went to the corner’s simple wooden bed, lying on her side, and soon fell asleep again.
A mosquito landed on her neck.
“Hao, Hao, Hao?”
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