This Human Immortal Is Too Serious-Chapter 511 - 509 - God, we have brought Qing Shan back!

About eleven hours had passed since Wu Wang and the Martial God were surrounded in the tavern.

For some reason, the Goddess of Mingqing felt a little irritated.

She sat on her lavishly ornate throne, watching the multitudes of Priests prostrate below. Suddenly, a look of disgust flashed across her eyes, and she waved her hand lightly.

The crowd below fell silent and dispersed like the tide in all directions, retreating into the shadowy corridors.

The entire process was seamless, as if the retreat of those shadowy figures had been rehearsed thousands of times.

When the hall was empty, the Goddess of Mingqing slowly rose. Her figure drifted towards the corner shrouded in curtains, her clothes naturally falling away. She did not enjoy wearing clothes. After all, she felt that garments were merely encumbrances. As an Innate God, she was the very essence of this world and the Great Dao, so why hide her form? Those ants who saw her could simply be killed.

Suddenly, a faint shout could be heard from outside the hall...

"God, a message from the Luili Realm! That young Martial Artist named Qing Shan has agreed to come back with our people."

The Goddess of Mingqing's actions did not halt; she took up a fine-tipped brush and delicately outlined the corners of her eyebrows.

Her skin, so pale it was almost ghastly white, was tinged with a rosy hue reminiscent of flower petals.

The Martial God's situation seemed a little off. 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚

Although she was quite fond of the Martial God, a powerful Divine Spirit, if the situation turned sour, she, a minor Subordinate god, would not be able to offer much assistance to the Martial God.

After all, that was Emperor Candle Dragon.

At the thought of this, the corners of the Goddess of Mingqing's mouth curved into a smile that could intoxicate a young man for half a day. Her voice then echoed throughout the grand Temple:

"What did you offer? How did he agree to come back with you so easily?"

The old Priest kneeling outside hesitated slightly but dared not embellish his words, simply saying, "God, we did not offer anything... According to the message from the front, our people found him in Liuli City. He and his elder brother did not resist and were easily subdued by us. We activated several of our deepest-planted spies to ensure their safe departure from Liuli City, escorting and protecting them all the way. The Luili Realm reacted violently, and to bring them back, we suffered a great loss. More than sixty percent of our spies embedded within the Luili Realm were killed or injured. But fortunately, we brought back the Martial Artist Qing Shan successfully. They had already entered our borders prior to this, and we have prepared sixty Cloud Bats; they should soon be before you..."

"Enough, spare me these noisy matters."

The Goddess of Mingqing indifferently commanded, "Have him come to me when he arrives."

"Yes!"

Although the old Priest wanted to ask, 'Shall we bring his elder brother too?'

But having survived by the side of the Goddess of Mingqing until now, he knew her temperament well. If he spoke another half-word at this moment, the best outcome would be his tongue corroding away.

He bowed his head and retreated.

With a single command from the Goddess, their centuries-long planning was half ruined. It was ironic that their meticulous work over hundreds of years was all for naught due to a single command from the Goddess. What could be done? In the laws of the Ming Qing Realm, traitors met the most miserable end.

「Therefore, four hours later.」

The Goddess of Mingqing changed into a light white inner garment and draped a layer of black gauze over it. Her soft and fluffy hair naturally cascaded down as she reclined on a throne covered in snow-white spun yarn.

She was an image of allure, yet there was no one to appreciate it.

A Priest spoke softly, "The young Martial Artist Qing Shan is waiting for your summons."

The Goddess of Mingqing put down the book in her hand and calmly ordered, "Bring him in."

Outside the great hall, a group ascended the stairs. The young man in their midst—if not an incarnation of Wu Wang, who else could it be?

This half day and night have been... truly thrilling.

The Ming Qing Realm sending experts to Liuli City to capture someone was outrageous enough. But the most preposterous part was that because he offered no resistance, the Ming Qing Realm actually managed to bring him back!

Along the way, the elites of the two Divine Realms fought a cataclysmic battle. The Luili Realm, despite having the home advantage, was caught off guard. The Ming Qing Realm, exploiting their preparedness against the unprepared, left the Luili Realm with no choice but to watch angrily as their 'Envoy Qing Shan' was captured.

The Liuli god did not make a move.

Presumably, if issues of this nature required direct intervention from a god, the Martial Artists of the Luili Realm might as well renounce their cultivation and go back to farming. Moreover, the Martial God had probably already informed the Liuli god not to intervene.

Wu Wang made a rough assessment. To capture him, the Ming Qing Realm had paid a terrible price. Their network, which had operated within the Luili Realm for many years, was practically paralyzed.

But at this moment, Wu Wang could not fathom why the Goddess of Mingqing would want to abduct him.

As for why he didn't resist...

'Qing Shan, let them capture you. I want to see what exactly this Mingqing is up to!'

It was an order from the Martial God.

The Martial God, the 'elder brother' he referred to, was now concealing his true form and, having changed his appearance, was standing quietly outside the temple.

Wu Wang could feel that, along the way, the Martial God had become extremely angry at least sixteen or seventeen times. Especially when he saw those martial artists fighting each other to the death, and the warriors of the Ming Qing Realm choosing to die in battle rather than retreat.

The Martial God of the past, sitting above the clouds overlooking the world, might have been somewhat dissatisfied with the Ming Qing Realm's invasion of the Luili Realm, but those scenes were only observed from above, and he hadn't felt much. Today, the Martial God found himself in the midst of the whirlpool, feeling the despair of living beings at the moment of their passing and witnessing the tragic fall of martial artists.

On the road, the Martial God had whispered to Wu Wang, 'Why does Mingqing insist on having you come over?'

'I don't know either.'

Wu Wang had responded, 'But once we go there, we will naturally get the answer. We can also use this to disrupt the Ming Qing Realm's plans, which would also be a good thing for the Luili Realm.'

And now, the moment to reveal the answer had arrived.

Wu Wang entered the Temple of the Goddess of Mingqing calmly, looking up to examine the layout. He felt that the scale of this temple was by no means inferior to his own Celestial Court's council hall.

On the central platform, over a hundred feet high, the Goddess of Mingqing put down the book in her hands. She drew a charming smile at the corners of her mouth, even deliberately adding a touch of warmth.

She sat up straight, looking down at Wu Wang.

Wu Wang looked up at the Goddess of Mingqing, maintaining a composed expression.

"Are you the Martial Artist Qing Shan?"

The Goddess of Mingqing chuckled, "Truly a disciple of the Martial God?"

"I suppose so," Wu Wang said slowly, "if Teacher Martial God doesn't mind."

"Oh?"

The Goddess of Mingqing suddenly became more interested. She slightly raised her hand, and the martial artists and Priests beside Wu Wang bowed and stepped back.

The Goddess descended the steps, her gauze gown barely clinging to her smooth skin.

"So, you are currently receiving guidance from the Liuli god?"

"That's about right."

Wu Wang had barely finished speaking when the Martial God's voice sounded in his mind: "Qing Shan, ask her why she insisted on bringing you here despite such heavy casualties among the martial artists."

Wu Wang immediately said, "May I ask the Goddess of Mingqing, why did the Ming Qing Realm incur such heavy casualties just to bring me here? What is the reason?"

"The reason?"

The Goddess of Mingqing seemed a bit surprised. Now in the middle of the staircase, looking down at Wu Wang, she smiled and said, "I just wanted to see you, that's all."

Wu Wang couldn't help frowning.

Yet the Goddess of Mingqing's voice became even more gentle. Her originally enchanting face radiated a soft, sacred light and... a touch of maternal tenderness.

"I have followed the Martial God for many years, always thinking of solving problems for him. The Martial God has never taken a disciple before. Since you were chosen by him, you are indeed the luckiest person in the entire Martial God World. Naturally, I must take on the responsibility of guiding your cultivation."

Her figure trembled lightly, leaving behind a layer of grey smoke where she stood. In the next instant, she appeared in front of Wu Wang, her proud figure materializing.

She was almost the same height as Wu Wang. Now pacing slowly beside him, she clicked her tongue in wonder. "Indeed, your talent is not bad, and your spirit is full."

A finger gently stretched out, lifting the chin of Wu Wang's incarnation. "And your appearance is quite decent too."

In the end, this was still a matter between the Martial God and his Subordinate gods. There was no need for him to play a big part. A 'tiny bit' of involvement was enough.

Following the Martial God's request, Wu Wang asked, "Do you intend to substitute the Liuli god in guiding me?"

"Would that be unacceptable?"

"Yes, but the Martial God himself ordered the Liuli god to guide my cultivation. Wouldn't you be defying the Martial God's command if you did so?"

"What if you voluntarily make that choice?"

The Goddess of Mingqing said softly, "Our Martial God actually has a very soft heart. How could he bear to blame me?"

Wu Wangdao: "I still don't quite understand."

"What is the difference between receiving guidance from the Liuli god and receiving it from you?"

The Goddess of Mingqing revealed a knowing expression.

"Clever little devil."

She smiled and said, "Whatever the Liuli god can give you, I can give you. Even what the Liuli god cannot give, I can also provide. What do you desire? Beautiful Maidens? Endless gastronomic delights? She has wasted her Luili Realm. There, you merely follow routine cultivation. But with me, you can enjoy... ultimate bliss."

"So," Wu Wang frowned, "you've expended so many elite warriors just to bring me here and persuade me to cultivate with you from now on?"

"Elite?"

The Goddess of Mingqing laughed. "Although you come from mortals, you must recognize your status from now on. These so-called elites are merely ants sheltered by us Divine Spirits. Your words, to them, are more valuable than their own lives."

Wu Wang clenched his fists lightly. "Then why did you send people to target the Luili Realm over and over again?"

The Goddess of Mingqing scoffed. "What, are you going to use your shallow understanding to condemn a Divine Spirit?"

"I just don't understand some things, that's all."

"A reason? Why would there need to be a reason? It's simply because I find her displeasing to the eye."

The Goddess of Mingqing scoffed. "With her capabilities, she still yearns for the Martial God? The Martial God, being such a strong being, is beyond her reach no matter what. If it weren't for the Martial God's edict that the twelve of us cannot fight each other, I would have already obliterated her Luili Realm and banished her from the Martial God World."

A strong oppressive force erupted around the Divine Spirit.

Wu Wang frowned. "Is this the real reason for the near total war between the two realms? Merely because you find the Liuli god displeasing to the eye?"

"You should know the consequences of angering me."

The Goddess of Mingqing's expression grew gradually colder. "I can let you speak, or I can silence you. I can even make you say what I wish to hear. If the Martial God truly values you, how could he not take you by his side to guide you personally? That's enough talk for today. I've arranged a temple for you to stay in. Go choose any Maidens you like."

Wu Wangdao: "I have one last question."

"Speak."

"In your eyes, what are we living beings?"

The Goddess of Mingqing was silent. Then, she suddenly lifted her hand and lightly pointed outside the hall. Two martial artists groaned and collapsed silently. In an instant, they turned into pools of blood.

Inside and outside the grand hall, all creatures fell silent.

Guards stepped forward swiftly and tenderly cleaned up the bloodstains.

"Do you understand now?"

The Goddess of Mingqing looked at Wu Wang. "This is what living beings are. If they choose to depend on Divine Spirits and receive their protection, then they must satisfy their Divine Spirits. Perhaps you want to ask why they don't rebel? Just instill in them from their youth that they are merely appendages to the Divine Spirits, meek ants, and that their sacrifices will ensure the safety of their families and tribes. That's enough. In the future, you too could become an existence like me. Forget the nonsense that living beings shout to elevate themselves. You will soon realize that in my paradise, you will have boundless delight."

Wu Wang closed his eyes and sighed. When he opened them again, his gaze was as sharp as flying swords, challenging the eyes of the Goddess of Mingqing.

"Goddess of Mingqing, the most basic right of living beings is to survive! Any act that arbitrarily deprives living beings of their right to survive is unjust! You act recklessly in your Divine Realm, ruling with tyranny and brutally slaughtering living beings. Over the years, just how many people have turned into pools of blood before you!"

The Goddess of Mingqing seemed somewhat enraged. With a flash in her eyes, a burst of Divine Light pressed down from the sky towards Wu Wang. This forced him to involuntarily take half a step back, and fine, web-like cracks appeared in the crystal floor where his heel touched.

"Continue," she said coldly. "I am giving you the opportunity to speak."

Outside the hall, many martial artists couldn't help but glance at Wu Wang, but quickly lowered their heads again.

Wu Wang snorted, speaking indifferently, "It seems pointless to say these things to the Goddess of Mingqing. You're already too far gone."

"Living beings are inherently appendages to the Innate Gods."

"Even so, there's a difference between cruelty and benevolence when dealing with appendages."

"Benevolence? That is but a banner raised by hypocrites, an excuse to oppress others in the name of righteousness."

The Goddess of Mingqing's figure slowly ascended into the air, an even more formidable oppressive force surging towards Wu Wang as if intending to completely subdue him.

"Then I will show you my power," laughed the Goddess of Mingqing. "Remember, in this world, whoever is strong gets to have everything! HAHAHA! HAHAHAHA!"

HUM!

A beam of golden light suddenly erupted. Before the Goddess of Mingqing's smile could fade, her hovering figure was struck by the light, colliding with her throne.

A tremendous roaring sound erupted. The throne shattered into pieces, and intersecting cracks appeared on the high platform.

The Martial God, clad in Golden Armor, pressed his large hand against Ming Qing's neck. Her eyes now only held terror...

"My lord, why would you—"

"What did I tell you when I handed over this Divine Realm to you?"

"My lord!"

"Answer me!" Veins bulged on the Martial God's forehead. "When I handed over this Divine Realm to you, what exactly did I say!"

Ming Qing responded with a question, her voice trembling, "You said... My lord, didn't you tacitly consent? For all these years, I have been acting this way. Why now..."

The Martial God's hand slowly loosened around her neck, as if his anger had begun to recede.

He took half a step back and looked down at Ming Qing, who lay on the broken stones at his feet, his face showing a hint of weariness.

The Martial God said, "I have never watched over your Temple, merely passed by your Divine Realm occasionally."

"My lord, you have never watched over my Temple?"

Ming Qing's face turned deathly pale. This was even more unbearable for her than when the Martial God had seized her throat.

In a low voice, the Martial God said, "For these sins you have committed, I am also to blame. I clearly told you once before… Enough."

BANG!

With a sudden kick, Ming Qing's body, along with the stones beneath her, exploded outwards. She was sent flying, crashing through the Temple walls and tumbling down the cliff below.

But the Martial God simply raised his hand, and Ming Qing's figure was summoned back before him. He once again seized her throat.

"I will take away half of your Divine Power and expel you from the Martial God World. If one day a powerful being arises in the Ming Qing Realm seeking revenge against you, I will personally deliver them to your doorstep. Ming Qing. You have greatly disappointed me."

"My lord..."

"Begone!"

...

Even though the Martial God's journey to the Ming Qing Realm had been difficult and embarrassing at times, his action of tossing Ming Qing away was indeed very stylish.

Naturally, the Martial God couldn't directly kill Ming Qing, as that would affect his ability to command respect afterward and the stability of the entire Martial God World. Ming Qing being stripped of half her Divine Power and exiled was a compromise offered by the Martial God.

There and then, before the Temple of Ming Qing, the Martial God summoned his eleven Subordinate gods and had them each send capable leaders to the Ming Qing Realm. First, to stabilize the situation in the Ming Qing Realm, then to divide its influence.

The Luili Realm, being the closest to the Ming Qing Realm, was allocated one-third of its land and population, which meant more work for the Shrine Institute and Wang Mianjin.

Wu Wang had no particular feelings about such matters. He was used to it by now.

Still, Wu Wang couldn't help but want to remind the Martial God of something, but he didn't know how to broach the subject. The Candle Dragon, Emperor Shun, was clearly targeting the Martial God World and the Water God. Letting Ming Qing go so easily—given her nature—was likely to bring more trouble to the Martial God World.

On second thought, Wu Wang realized that there weren't many options available to the Martial God concerning Ming Qing. Imprisonment or exile—clearly, the latter was more befitting of the Martial God's dignity.

After several more days of busyness, the Martial God finally left the Ming Qing Realm with Wu Wang. The eleven Subordinate gods, including the Liuli god, could handle the aftermath.

Before leaving, the Martial God rode the clouds around this realm, carefully observing the state of the beings below, his expression continuously somber.

"Qing Shan, let's find a place to drink. I want to get drunk."

Wu Wangdao: "Teacher Martial God, I also have a question to ask. Where does your kindness toward all living beings stem from?"

The Martial God paused, then murmured in a low voice, "I promised my elder brother to take good care of the Human race. It's just a pity I can't go to the Human Domain, so I could only create a Martial God World within my means. Sometimes, looking at these beings, I realize that I am alive, and not just an embodiment of the Great Dao and rules. Let's go, drink until we're drunk. In the future, there may not be many more chances to drink like this."

"What's wrong?"

"I reckon it's time to fight the Sovereign of this world."

"Give it your all, Teacher," Wu Wang raised both thumbs up before him. "Teacher, you treat living beings kindly, and they will bless you in return. You are sure to triumph gloriously, finding success wherever you go!"

"Let's hope so. Drink up."