209 - We Agreed On Experiencing Life, So Why Did You Immortals Become Real?

## Chapter 209: If the Gods Wish to Kill Him, I Shall Slay Them In the estate of the Minister of Rites of the Zhou Kingdom. A woman was tending to the flowers. For Yan Ru Xue, her daily life revolved around reading, embroidery, and gardening. Though her wedding day was only twenty-two days away, she felt no urgency. For this woman who had waited for thousands of years, waiting a short while longer was insignificant. In this lifetime, she intended to tread carefully, ensuring that no unexpected events occur again. "Miss, Miss," Chun Yan's voice accompanied her eager entrance into the courtyard. "What has you so excited?" Yan Ru Xue turned around and spoke gently. "Miss," Chun Yan's eyes sparkled brightly. "Someone from the palace just came and said that the emperor has summoned you for an audience in seven days. Madam asked me to inform you so that you can prepare accordingly." "Mmh," Yan Ru Xue nodded, "Go tell mother that I have understood." "Understood, Miss." Chun Yan, like a bunny, scampered off quickly. Not long after Chun Yan's departure, while Yan Ru Xue was watering the Qinglong flowers with a sprinkle can, a gentle breeze brushed against her dark hair. "Xiao Qing, back so soon?" Yan Ru Xue turned with a smile towards her sister. "How was it? Did you find out anything?" "Sister, I've found the answers." "What about the Empress of Qin?" Yan Ru Xue poured a cup of tea and handed it to her sister. After taking a sip, Xiao Qing slowly began, "Sister, once I reached the Qin Imperial Palace, I stayed close to the Empress, Qin Siyiao. She appeared quite normal, her cultivation was merely at the Qi refining stage, not even reaching Foundation Establishment. However, she possesses abundant vitality and wields her spear with incredible mastery, achieving the rank of grandmaster within the mundane martial arts realm, which is remarkably impressive. As for the innate constitution you mentioned, I couldn't discern it. Unless, of course, she noticed my presence and deliberately concealed it. Yet you know, sister, nobody can detect me unless they're at your level." "Indeed." Yan Ru Xue gently smoothed her dress as she sat upon the stone bench, the fabric snugly tracing her graceful figure. "And what does Qin think of Zhou? Any thoughts there?" "Due to the protection the Myriad Sword Sect offers Zhou, Qin plans to annex the Yan Kingdom first, then recuperate without expanding further," Xiao Qing reported truthfully. "During my stay, Qin Siyiao never mentioned 'Brother Xiao' even once." "I understand." A small, knowing smile appeared on Yan Ru Xue's lips. "Let's leave it at that for now. Xiao Qing, you needn’t expend more effort on this matter. Instead, focus our resources on the barren lands; locating the Divine Tomb is a priority, and I need you to oversee it." "Rest assured, sister." Hearing mention of the Divine Tomb, Xiao Qing responded earnestly. However, shortly after, her brows knit together, and she seemed conflicted, as if uncertain whether she should voice her thoughts. "Sister..." At last, Xiao Qing raised her head, "May I ask you something?" "Xiao Qing, if you have a question, just ask. What secrets could we possibly have between us sisters?" Yan Ru Xue smiled gently. Almost instinctively, Xiao Qing lowered her voice: "Sister, was it truly a deity that allowed Brother Xiao to reincarnate by gathering his soul? Do the deities of legend really exist? And why would a god save Brother Xiao? What could be the purpose?" "Xiao Qing, do you know how everything came to be when chaos first gave birth to heaven and earth?" Instead of addressing the question directly, Yan Ru Xue posed a query of her own. "Of course." Xiao Qing replied earnestly. "It is said that initially, the world emerged from chaos. From this chaos birthed all things, and within it, deities were also born, each mastering certain worldly laws, heralded as incarnations of the Dao. These deities, seated above the clouds, lorded over creation. And all living beings were merely their slaves, born and perishing at the gods' whims." "That is indeed the tale."   Yan Ru Xue poured her sister another cup of tea. "But Xiao Qing. Within the legend. None of these deities ever anticipated that humans, whom they looked down upon, would soon harness fire, create and utilize tools, eventually develop writing. Humans began forming kingdoms, advancing at a rate beyond the gods’ expectation. One day, a man emerged from humanity. This man left no name, yet he devised the path of cultivation. Afterwards, multitudes from the human race learned this path, even animals started absorbing the sun and moon’s essence, awakening their intelligence. During this period, there were gods who proposed annihilating humans and beasts, fearing their cultivation could threaten divine authority. However, others deemed humanity an inferior existence, believing their progress limited. Thus, gods continued as before, ruling over earthly laws, delighting in creating wars, controlling the life and death of myriad beings, using them as slaves. Then, humanity and beasts united in defiance, seeking freedom from divine dominance. Initially scornful, most gods dismissed this rebellion, sending a deity to quash it. Yet, the man who created cultivation wielded a blade, beheading the god. Only then did they realize the ants they belittled could indeed kill them." "In response, they decided to obliterate humanity and beasts, and thus began the war between gods and all living things." Yan Ru Xue gazed towards the vast sky. "Amidst this great war, he guided humanity and beasts through countless shadowed hours, eventually toppling the gods from their prestigious thrones. However, he spared one god’s life. I don’t know his reasons. Yet, legend states... That god’s authority was—reincarnation." "The cultivator who led the myriad races, could he be..." Xiao Qing's heart raced with a dawning suspicion as she listened to her sister. "I'm uncertain." Yan Ru Xue shook her head lightly. "Ancient times are too distant, and everything is mired in legend. Who can truly ascertain what took place? Nonetheless, if the tales are true, and if he indeed slew the gods but spared one. Then that deity, the one governing reincarnation, would harbor hatred for Xiao Mo, wouldn’t it?" Yan Ru Xue lifted her gaze, meeting the expanse of the heavens. "Perhaps the deity saved him, only to kill him personally." "Sister..." Xiao Qing looked at her with concern, gently clutching her sleeve. "Don’t worry." Drawing her gaze back, Yan Ru Xue’s eyes curved with a smile. "If the gods wish to kill him, I shall slay them." (End of Chapter)