Chapter 142: The Imprisoned God


    Jumengs legs were like roots that bound Lu Yibeis legs together in the soil, and her knees were like rapidly growing poison ivy, shooting up towards the poor boys family jewels.


    He had toy on the sofa for about half an hour before he could even speak.


    Ack I think you rigged our contract. I cant feel my, ugh And yet, my contract mark isnt glowing.


    Hmph, be grateful I went easy on you, Jumeng huffed. Youre lucky I didnt castrate youwell, lucky for me because, ultimately, I didnt hurt you.


    As she spoke, she nced towards Yibei, clutching his family jewels.


    He should be fine, right? Ill tell him more about urban legends to make up for it.


    Of course, she wouldnt say that out loud. A goddess has to maintain her own image, even if she is in the wrong.


    F-forget it Yibei panted. I dont me you anyway, so lets continue talking about the bamboo scrolls.


    Well, first of all, we need to dispose of these scrolls; they are evil incarnate. By the way, you didnt need to p it out of my handthey could never even scratch me even if I allowed it, Jumeng exined.


    How about we burn it? Yibei suggested.


    Yibei wanted to get rid of the bamboo scrolls as fast as possible, seeing how they directly caused the horrific events over thest few days. Jiangli was right in saying that knowing too much would put one in danger.


    Whats wrong with kids these days and ying with fire? Jumeng frowned. Its not good to y with fire.


    Well, thats the only way I can think of disposing of it forever! Any other suggestions, O High Goddess?


    You cant burn something like this, boy, Jumeng sighed. My powers arent sufficient to destroy these either.


    Listen to me. These things are like conduits for the gods virus; the only thing capable of destroying relics like these are urban legends or even gods with abilities that dispel these viruses. However, having these powers means you are more susceptible to gods own beliefs, which makes it easier to corrupt them.


    In my opinion? The best way to deal with cursed objects like these is to leave them be and let time do its work. When everybody forgets about it, they will gradually fade away too.


    You know a lot about these things, Yibei said, shivering. This is a fellow god of yours, no?


    Theyre long gone, Jumeng shrugged. You cant restore a corrupted idea.


    Hearing this, Yibei couldnt help but feel slightly bad for her, and he found that she held simr views to him.


    Plus, I bet you dont want to see a beautiful woman like me be a corrupted, ugly goddess, right?


    Beautiful is stretching it, Yibei pouted. I can barely feel my


    Yibei walked over to the discarded bamboo scroll and bent down to pick it up, but not without catching Jumeng distancing herself from him.


    Are you scared of this? I thought you said they couldnt affect you.


    Jumeng bit her lip and said nothing.


    What are you hiding? Yibei inwardly smiled as he waved the bamboo scrolls towards her. If youre quiet, I can only assume that you consent to


    Im still a girl! Jumeng yelled. Just what do you think youre doing? Im not going to have sex with you!


    I didnt say anything about sex, he coughed. Like I was saying I can only assume that you consent to help me trante these scrolls.


    Oh.


    His arms were a little sore from resting his head on the table and listening to the goddess exin the contents of the scrolls.


    She had a grave expression on her face before ring at Yibei with resentment in her eyes.


    Humans have no conscience.


    What does that have to do with me?


    The first texts you asked me to trante were all diary entries full of vulgarnguage, but the second half of them is full of ancient knowledge.


    What do you mean?


    Obscure knowledge, mysterious scriptures of unknown origin: These things are usually hidden and buried away, but if humans were to stumble upon them and offer them as offerings to the items respective god, they would acquire knowledge and power that ordinary humans cannotprehend, making them a living god.


    Jumeng thought of her domain and her giant peach tree.


    Isnt that a good thing?


    No, because when these people in the scrolls found the god in question, it was already dying.


    Lu Yibeis eyes widened upon hearing it. This was what he wanted to ask from the very beginning.


    And Jumeng indirectly confirmed it.


    Gods can die?


    In some ways, yes. Even an ancient goddess like me will die; are we not urban legends in essence? Time governs all things; in time, we will fade away as people forget about us. From what I know, no urban legend has made it past five thousand years old.


    How old are you?


    Five thousand, three hundred and seventeen.


    Youre joking. Are you ying with me right now?


    Well, my situation isplicated, but I cant exin it.


    She simply couldnt tell her that she was just an ordinary peach tree that stood tall for about five thousand years, and she was realistically just about three hundred years old.


    Inparison to other ancient gods, she was very young.


    Theres more interesting stuff in the scrollsthe soldiers who were responsible for searching for the god did not return after acquiring this forbidden knowledge. Instead, they remained in that dead, sacred ce. Over the years, they started to worship the god as a snake god, and their descendants came to believe that they were all worshipping a snake god.


    Wait, but didnt you mention that these scrolls were written by just one person? How could that be? Wouldnt that soldier be dead before he could even acquire all of this information?


    Well, you see, he might still be alive.


    What? Yibei widened his eyes. He couldnt believe what he was hearing.


    Didnt I just tell you that they found a dying god? I dont know much about the god, but they learnt that it travelled across the unending sea and pierced through the sky toe to these mountains to fade away, but it never expected ordinary humans to find it.


    Then? What happened to the soldiers?


    It gave those humans grace. Perhaps it was a final act of benevolence before it could fade away. However, when it tried to fade away, it couldnt.


    What do you mean?


    If the god dies, so do the forbidden knowledge and power bestowed on humans. The god found that it couldnt will itself to fade away no matter what because


    Oh my god, because they tried to imprison it.


    Thats right! Jumeng nodded, but a gloomy look shed over her eyes.


    If one day I were to fall and I ran away to fade away peacefully, would my people let me or lock me up?