Sophia gathered her hair on both sides with her hands and finally seriously considered Lord’s suggestion. Her eyes revealed her thoughts, gradually becoming solemn, and she asked, "If we beco gods and rge together, will you still be you and I still be ?"
Lord understood her aning and, in a rare gentle way, stroked her hair which was like spring water, "Don’t worry, we will always be ourselves. The previous Storm Heavenly Consort has completely fallen, and not a single strand of her divine soul remains, leaving only the divine position represented by this title."
Sophia pursed her lips and regretted, "But I think... if we beco gods, I want to use our own nas and spread our story throughout the whole world. That would be our own legend." In the story she wanted, the male protagonist was nad after the quirky "Lord," not necessarily the Lord of Divine Water or even Owen Bertram.
Lord suddenly understood that after he revealed his true identity, Sophia probably sensed that the split divine soul was inseparable from the main body. Sophia knew that the day would co when her "exclusive" days would end, and her future status beside Owen Bertram would be nothing more than a "concubine."
She longed to leave a mory that belonged only to the two of them. However, once she succeeded in taking the divine position of the Storm Heavenly Consort, the nas in the later love story of the world would be those of the Storm Heavenly Consort and the Lord of Divine Water...
"Now, we have no choice but to use these two divine nas to facilitate the fusion and inheritance of the divine position. But I promise you that I will definitely change the mundane world’s legends in the future and return the story that belongs to us to you!"
Sophia raised an eyebrow and pretended to be annoyed, "I’m just casually ntioning it, you don’t have to take it too seriously. Even if you don’t fulfill your promise, there’s nothing a little woman like can do to you, right?"
Lord imdiately engraved the matter in his heart: he must never forget this, for it was of the utmost importance!
Sophia continued to ask, "Tell , what should I do?"
Owen looked at Sophia with the eyes of the Lord of Divine Water and was quite surprised. Sophia actually had a lot of rit! In the eyes of the Lord of Divine Water, the rit on mortals would condense into a sort of tablet-like light on their heads. This light ca in white, red, or purple. When the white light reached a height of ten ters, it would beco one ter of red light, and when the red light reached ten ters, it would beco one ter of purple light. When the purple light reached ten ters, one could beco a god rely by accumulating rit!
Besides, this path to becoming a god had a solid foundation. One could choose one’s own divine position and field of practice, and afterwards protect one’s area and have devoted believers.
Owen estimated that to reach the level of the Storm Heavenly Consort, Sophia would need at least seven ters of red light and the help of the Lord of Divine Water to successfully take over the divine position.
But now, Owen saw that Sophia had a white light five ters high above her head! Owen rembered that Lord and Sophia had indeed done many good deeds and played a crucial role in the war between the Great Wu and Nanni Nation. If not for the casualties of the Nanni Nation, which had lost so rit as a result, Sophia should have had a red light of one ter high.
Lord then said to Sophia, "As the Heavenly Track will soon be fully restored and the Four Seas and Eight Desolations will be reconnected, there will be many mariti disasters on the vast ocean. The more people you save from these disasters, the higher your accumulated rit will be.
But rember: don’t start disasters yourself and then go to save them..." Sophia rolled her eyes at him, "Do you think I’m stupid?"
Lord still did not trust his naive wife, so he personally accompanied her to the Nanni Coast and stayed there for three months. During that ti, he assisted Sophia in saving forty-one large ships from five storms, ensuring that Sophia would not make any mistakes before they reluctantly parted ways.
Sophia was also in the Eighth Major Realm and could not act openly. Owen taught her the art of chanism. Sophia learned it but had no talent for it. Her embroidery was beautiful, especially her pieces portraying "mandarin ducks playing in water" and "magpies frolicking on branches." She had undoubtedly skilled hands.
However, the chanical puppets she crafted were crooked and discordant. Though they had corresponding power, they made people worry that they might collapse and explode at any mont.
Sophia didn’t think it was her problem and complained in secret, "This kind of carpentry work isn’t ant for girls to do, anyway..."
In the second month after Lord left, Sophia rescued a tattered ship during a storm. She didn’t pay much attention when she reached out her hand. It was only after saving it that she realized it was a warship! Though old and damaged in the storm, it could certainly defeat most ordinary rchant ships at sea.
Sophia soon figured out that it was a pirate ship, and the pirate captain was a woman nicknad "Mrs. Cooper," a Fifth Great Realm cultivator. Under her command, there were 400 pirates and more than ten other ships. This group of pirates had plundered the nearby waters for seven or eight years, and every one of them had bloody hands!
Sophia was frustrated. Who in their right mind would rescue a murderer? With all the lives on the pirates’ hands, all the rit Sophia had accumulated over the past few months would probably be lost all at once.
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