Chapter 125: Execution

Huang Rang guarded beside this small cave, watching as the days turned into nights and nights into days.

Di Yiqiu seemed to have completely lost human habits. Coiled up in the cave, he would sleep, and by the time he woke up, it would be the dead of night. Emerging from the cave, he would transform into a human form where no one was around, heading towards the next under-construction temple of the goddess.

Huang Rang followed behind, observing him as he walked alone through the deserted, pitch-black streets and alleys.

His footsteps were light, his hair disheveled, and dust covered his body, resembling a homeless beggar.

“Does Li Lu not care about you? What about Bao Wu, Zhu Xiang…” Huang Rang held a burning anger in her heart, blaming everyone she knew who was still alive. However, as she vented her grievances, only a lingering bitterness remained.

Seeing Di Yiqiu enter another goddess temple, Huang Rang chose not to follow.

The temple was not large, constructed with sturdy materials but not extravagant. Such a temple was not costly to build, yet it was compact, beautiful, and practical everywhere.

— Di Yiqiu seemed to conduct himself in such a way.

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But at this moment, she melted into the darkness, yet everything around her became clear. Huang Rang didn’t understand why she had revived again. Was it related to these numerous goddess temples?

What should she do to materialize again in front of Di Yiqiu?

There were too many unknowns for her. Even though she came from an immortal sect, she had never heard of such a thing.

Where should she go now?

Huang Rang felt like a gust of wind. When she stood still, the wind pushed her forward without hindrance. She passed through houses and rivers effortlessly, and eventually, the wind brought her to another place.

— It was another goddess temple.

When Huang Rang returned to the resplendent statue, she felt like she had a body again, no longer elusive.

Closing her eyes, she concentrated and felt the source of her power.

In this moment, she sensed countless forces converging towards her like a gentle stream. Upon closer inspection, the source of these forces was none other than the goddess temple.

The incense and prayers offered by mortals had reshaped her life.

Huang Rang had seen demonic cultivation based on resentment, and she had also practiced martial arts, understanding how to forge the body.

She immediately absorbed the power of prayers to rebuild her foundation. 

Celestial Court

The chief had not appeared for a long time, and everyone had grown accustomed to it.

Now, with Li Lu overseeing the internal affairs and Bao Wu managing external matters, the massive organization continued to operate smoothly.

In the past, Di Yiqiu would occasionally use secret techniques to send back blueprints for some artifact tools, but now, his messages were gradually diminishing.

They had, of course, searched for him, but who would comb the world to find a small cave the size of a thumb?

So, their efforts were in vain.

Di Yiqiu, the chief of the Celestial Court, gradually became a legendary figure.

Huang Rang diligently practiced—her diligence was beyond doubt.

Would the title of the Scroll King of the Immortal Sect be just an empty name?

One day, as Huang Rang absorbed the power of prayer, someone suddenly exclaimed, “Who are you? Sitting on the shoulder of the goddess statue, what do you intend to do?!”

Huang Rang opened her eyes. Over these days, she had grown used to the noisy sounds in the temple. However, at this time, before the dawn, there were no believers coming to offer incense. Who was shouting?

Lowering her head, Huang Rang saw that the temple priest was leading people in cleaning and sweeping. At this moment, the priest looked up, his gaze intense, locking eyes with her.

“You…” Huang Rang was stunned for a while and asked, “Can you… see me?”

It was not yet dawn, and the candlelight was dim.

The priest, however, angrily said, “I’m not blind. Can’t I see a living person like you?! How dare you blaspheme the goddess? Get down!”

But Huang Rang paid no attention to his angry words.

He can see me! He can see me!

Joy filled the heart of the Scroll King. With a thought, she disappeared.

In the goddess temple, the priest hadn’t finished scolding when a dark shadow swept across the statue, leaving no trace of anyone.

The priest’s mouth hung open, and the others were also dumbfounded!

This goddess temple was only this small. How could a living person disappear in front of everyone, leaving no trace?

“The goddess, the goddess has manifested her holiness!” People ran to spread the news.

Meanwhile, Huang Rang ran like the wind, filled with joy.

Dawn had not yet arrived, but the long night was coming to an end.

She ran across mountains, rivers, fields, passed through towns and villages, even the air she breathed was extraordinarily sweet.

Di Yiqiu… she wanted to rush into his embrace, merge into his bloodstream, every moment of waiting was torment.

But this reunion seemed too plain.

Huang Rang stopped, feeling that, after a long separation, there should be more thought put into it.

She suppressed the longing in her heart and recalled all those romantic and sentimental memories. Then, she found a water’s edge, intending to carefully groom herself. The dress couldn’t be light gold. But it’s better if there’s some connection.

Huang Rang was considering the color of her clothes when suddenly, her garments transformed into water green. Huang Rang lowered her head and realized that her dress was now the same color as the water.

— What have I turned into? It seems like my cultivation is quite formidable!

She felt uneasy—Could I have become a deity?

However, the ability to change outfits at will was really convenient!

She kept changing the dress on her body, and in the end, she chose a black chiffon dress. The chiffon clung tightly to her body, outlining a graceful figure. The hem was layered, with threads mixed with scales, as if countless stars had scattered in the black night.

Admiring for a moment, she re-combed her hair and put on a black fan-shaped hair accessory.

This outfit was not her usual attire. But she had tried it on in Liuxian Pavilion when Di Yiqiu took her for a stroll in the capital.

Huang Rang looked around and was very satisfied.

So, she came to the unfinished goddess temple. Clearly, just moments ago, she was leisurely strolling around, but in the blink of an eye, she looked panicked. Holding the hem of her dress, she rushed into the temple, stumbling and finding a place to hide.

It seemed that someone outside the temple was chasing her!

With no other hiding place inside the temple, she could only hide behind the statue of the goddess.

The statue was not yet colored, but the grayish-white goddess had already taken shape. Huang Rang lifted her head, directly meeting the gaze of the person carving the statue.

Yes! Look at me, look at me!

In that moment of eye contact, joy filled her heart. Di Yiqiu, you finally see me again!

Indeed, Di Yiqiu saw her.

Huang Rang chose the optimal spot in the light, from his perspective, he could surely see her silhouette. A familiar-looking woman, wearing a dress he had once seen her try on, stumbled and entered his world!

What an incredible fate!

Just thinking about it was intoxicating.

Huang Rang was filled with anticipation.

As for the person carving the statue,

finally, he stopped his hands.

Di Yiqiu stood up, step by step, approaching Huang Rang. He was covered in dust, with a scruffy beard, looking like a wild man. Huang Rang’s eyes showed panic, and she shrunk back.

“I…someone is chasing me outside…” she whispered, each word pitiful and clear.

Di Yiqiu bent down, and in Huang Rang’s mind, she had imagined his reaction ten thousand times.

Then, she felt her neck tighten!

—Di Yiqiu had grabbed her by the throat!

By the time Huang Rang realized it, Di Yiqiu had already lifted her. He held her with one hand while the other hand gathered strength and delivered a powerful slap.

With a loud bang, Huang Rang shattered!

Di Yiqiu’s voice was as cold as ice: “No one can impersonate this face.”

Huang Rang turned into smoke, as if suffocating. After a long time, she escaped to the outside of the goddess temple, and inside, the sound of carving the statue resumed.

…This person is really… no sense of humor.

Huang Rang felt both joy and sorrow.

Clearly, she was in such a miserable state, yet he refused to provide a substitute. Not even a trace of sentiment.

After painstakingly gathering her body back together, Huang Rang felt that, although Di Yiqiu’s blow was heavy, the damage to her was not significant.

Huang Rang even felt that she was no longer an ordinary Spirit or monster.

She dared not tease Di Yiqiu again, but she faced a new dilemma.

—How do I prove that I am me?

“Di Yiqiu!” She shouted the name again, through the unfinished stone statue.

Just these three words already made her voice hoarse and her eyes red.

The sound of carving with the chisel behind the stone statue stopped. Huang Rang couldn’t see the person’s expression, nor did she know his reaction.

She continued, “I don’t know what happened, but I’m back.”

However, such a simple sentence was certainly not enough to gain trust, especially from the current Di Yiqiu.

Huang Rang felt anxious, and footsteps sounded behind the stone statue. The person was indeed approaching her again.

As the footsteps got closer, memories unfolded vividly in Huang Rang’s mind.

How can I prove that I am me?!

Her thoughts raced like lightning, and her experiences, up to this point, were no longer a secret. What should she say to make him believe?

Di Yiqiu took big strides toward her, his eyes glinting cold, expressionless. At this moment, he looked even more like a wild beast.

… A snake?

Yes, like a snake. Cold and merciless.

Huang Rang closed her eyes and said, “You brought me back from Yuhu Immortal Sect, bathed me, and scrubbed me with five buckets of water,turning the water into black!”

She said this quickly and loudly.

The footsteps in front of her stopped.

Huang Rang’s breathing became more and more rapid, her cheeks turning red, and even her ears and neck started to heat up.

— Never thought that this old lady would be publicly executed,even after becoming a god!

Damn it!