The Fall Of A Deity (8)
Translator:EndlessFantasy TranslationEditor:EndlessFantasy Translation
Baffled, the leaders of each kingdom followed Fan Qianshi toward the Forbidden Land of God.
When they arrived, the jade door was sealed. Additionally, instead of guarding the entrance, the crane boy was seen shivering in a corner.
Desperately, Fan Qianshi lifted the boy and started questioning him, “Where is my master!?”
The crane boy was about to cry at any second. “The Divine Lord… The Divine Lord had made her way in. She… She did not look well and was staggered as she walked in. She had forcefully opened up the door and went right in. I… I did not dare to stop her. Not long after that, National Master Di arrived as well. He went into the place before the door was sealed. I could not stop him either, so I informed you about it. I kept hearing weird noises from the inside. It was quite alarming.”
The crane boy was quite incoherent in the delivery of his message, but they got his point.
The crowd looked at one another in consternation.
The Emperor Immortal frowned and continued to question the boy, “Only the creator of the universe is allowed to enter the place, right? If no one else was permitted to enter, how did National Master Di make his way in?”
The boy shook his head helplessly, for he was equally baffled.
Someone suddenly added, “Could National Master Di be one of the creators of the universe as well? I was told that there was more than one creator in ancient times.”
“Nonsense! There is only one God of Creation! My master is the only one! Who do you think Di Fuyi is? Is he even worthy?” Fan Qianshi raised his voice to put an end to the young immortal’s wild speculation.
Consequently, all the rulers were quite offended by the harsh remark. To them, Di Fuyi was their leader, so any disapproval against him would naturally be offensive.
They wanted to argue back but were stopped by the deadly look in Fan Qianshi’s blood-shot eyes.
All they knew now was that two very important people were inside, and the weird noises did not seem to stop.
They decided to wait outside the door for the final outcome as there was nothing else that they could do for the time being.
Meanwhile, the rulers were still in touch with their men in the respective kingdoms.
They all shared the same observations – as soon as the creator of the universe entered the forbidden land, the scale of the catastrophic disasters became very much toned down. The rain of blood was less violent, and the earthquakes came to a stop. Water started to flow and nourish the dried, cracked lakes.
Were there creatures in the Forbidden Land of God the ones who were causing the trouble? Did the creator of the universe go in there to take care of it?
They all knew that the door would remain sealed for another month, so the rulers decided to camp there and prepare for a month-long wait.
There was nothing they could do in their respective kingdoms, anyway. Might as well camp here and wait for the latest information. Also, it was a chance for them to display their loyalty to the creator of the universe and the master of the six worlds. Everyone stayed calm and composed, except Fan Qianshi. He was either in deep thought or desperately trying to push his way through the door.
At first, they tried to talk him out of the foolish attempt.
However, he did not care to listen to any of it, so they decided to just let him be. There was nothing he could change, anyway.
Generally, the impression that the people had about Fan Qianshi was rather complicated.
Two years ago, he ruined the wedding between the Divine Lord and Di Fuyi. In relation to that, his inappropriate affection for his master was no longer a secret. His master’s utter disapproval of his feelings was widely known as well.
For the past two years, he had been living a secluded life. His presence in public would always stir up unwanted attention.
People often compared him to Di Fuyi, but Fan Qianshi was never the favorable one. What he had done to his master was frowned upon, and his feelings for her were compared to a hideous toad lusting after a swan’s flesh.
Of course, Fan Qianshi was not aware of these gossips.
He was, nonetheless, aware of the general attitude that people had toward him.
Usually, he did not care about these people and what they thought of him. However, the long wait was starting to get boring, so the people needed something to talk about. Needless to say, he became the subject of much local gossip.