Arad's unruly savior

"Okay, okay, I'll go somewhere else." Xia Te looked helpless and turned to walk out the door.

She had only come to join in the fun and watch the goddesses draw lots, and hadn't said a word during the process, displaying the quiet demeanor of a noble lady. Now, suddenly being stared at by everyone, the scene was strange and a bit eerie, like a serious conspiracy where an insider had been caught. But she knew the reason herself.

It's a bit frustrating, but not surprising.

"Click~"

When Hiat left the room, she closed the door behind her.

Completely clueless, Xiao Shumo was filled with questions. The constellation spirit turtle floating beside her rolled over and slowly chewed on a leaf from the sacred object Wuxuan.

Is Sister Xia Te disliked by everyone? Why is she going out alone? Did she do something bad?

Mo Mei gently placed her hands on Xiao Shumo's shoulders, understood her thoughts, smiled, and explained softly:
"It's not that your sister Liao is disliked, but rather that she has some unique characteristics that make her unsuitable for pursuing randomness."

"Hmm... It's like you're the guardian of the White Sea's territory. Your duty is to record all events worth recording based on your own judgment, but you must have encountered people who don't want you to record them, right? A few people, but they really exist."

Shu Mo suddenly realized, first humming in agreement, then nodding and saying, "I have indeed met such a person. She spoke in a very fierce tone, saying that she hated being recorded, hated being remembered, and even hated memory itself."

Two words can be used to represent the cultural foundation of the divine realm: memory and covenant. The act of refusing to be remembered is like the celestial beings refusing to use technology. In their own society, they will appear somewhat out of place and out of place.

Shu Mo understood that Sister Xia Te possessed a mysterious quality that very few people had.

Natya and the others, who had come over just to join in the fun, shivered, hugged their shoulders and trembled slightly, getting goosebumps, and their expressions looked a little unnatural.

The lottery wasn't a big deal, but these energetic girls had an unusually keen sense of smell. They couldn't be kept in the dark about any little thing happening at home. They would swarm over in a flash, full of energy and youthful vibes.

If it weren't for the fact that Old Zuweish hadn't yet awakened, the troublemaking group could have grown even larger.

"What keywords did you trigger this time?" Feng Ying glanced over. She was dressed in a sword outfit that fit her body perfectly, with long hair hanging down, bright eyes, and a temperament as elegant as the moon and as frost. She was very outstanding.

Lily puffed out her cheeks and muttered, "When we were in magic school, we were the 'few' people the teachers talked about, some people, a very few people, I won't name names, you know what I mean."

If it weren't for the fact that magic is the main subject at the magic school, their talent in this area would be truly outstanding, top-notch. In a regular school with academic subjects, they would definitely be considered poor students.

In contrast to them, Min-tae, Lo-lian, and Sa-dou-mai, all outstanding top graduates in their class, received all the praise from the teachers.

Feng Ying comforted her, saying it was okay, and that in their eyes, they were all wonderful and excellent children.

“Are we really that great?” Lily asked softly.

"Ah."

"Very excellent?"

"Ah."

"Very well-behaved?"

"...generally well-behaved."

"Sister Fengying, we have a new project. Do you want to join? It can make a lot of money, and you'll be considered an original shareholder."

"We are prepared to shatter and reassemble the mercury, turning it into gold."

Feng Ying immediately turned her gaze back to the three goddesses, pretending not to have heard.

Then, unable to resist Lily's intense gaze, Feng Ying rubbed her temples and said:
"You're all adults, can't you come up with something reliable?"

Actually, it's not impossible, it just takes a little effort.

Unexpectedly, Lily and the others suddenly froze again, as if the keyword had been triggered once more. Then they pointed to themselves in shock, "Aren't we invincible young beauties?"

Words that fit us include naive, student, beautiful girl, etc.

Sir, how did this terrible word come to be used against us?

Feng Ying scoffed, saying, "Someone like Ya Ke is a loli."

“Shumo and Erich are still considered young girls.”

"You are adults, but your bodies are not developing properly."

The Celestial Maishere has long joked that she still retains her charm, which shows how terrifying age is. What kind of young girls are you?

"Ah...!" Lily covered her ears, opened her mouth and made an "ah ah" sound. I don't want to hear it, you're talking nonsense, we are girls.

.........

All three goddesses wore thoughtful expressions, filled with doubts and speculations. They were wondering why they had asked Hiat to avoid them.

Mingming Yelin was right here; he was enough to cut off the influence from Xiate.

What appears to be a reasonable action by ourselves actually conceals an extreme irrationality.

Is it the instinct of the gods, or a habitual perception?

Remy looked at the three neatly folded sticky notes on the table, each with a number written on it: one, two, three. There were no specific names written on them, and the person who wrote the numbers and folded the sticky notes was He-Man, who was planning to be in a band with Muse for life.

Ye Lin picked the person at random.

Then she looked up at Ye Lin, her voice already tinged with seriousness, as if she were suppressing some kind of unease, and said, "I have a question for you: can you see us clearly, and your own future?"

"Wait, let me try." Chaotic symbols appeared in Ye Lin's eyes, illuminating the entire room and allowing him to see the future of everyone.

First, there were the weaker ones, Shu Mo and Lili. In the shadows behind them, they left long life trails, containing everything from the past and the future yet to come.

Their future trajectory is like a tree, with this moment as its trunk, extending into many futures created by "choices".

Ye Lin quickly glanced away, not looking at their specific future, but instead looked at Feng Ying and Mo Mei, who were at a higher level and could still see the past and the trajectory of the future.

The difference is that their Tree of the Future is more flourishing, taller, and more robust, offering more choices. Then the symbols in Ye Lin's eyes faded, and after a few seconds, he said:

“I can see their future, but the future is not a fixed trajectory, but rather a series of choices, shrouded in a veil of light.”

He could effortlessly see through all their choices and trajectories, as if he knew what they would do next, and could see all the future events that would occur. But Ye Lin did not do that; a completely predictable future is dull and cold.

While it's possible to intervene in the future with foresight, leading them to a different choice, this is tantamount to interfering with their fate in advance, which is entirely different from simply joining their destiny naturally.

Finally, Ye Lin pointed to himself and gave the answer to another question.

"In a sense, everyone can control their own destiny. All the choices we make in life are our own. It's just that we can't predict in advance when the unexpected forces will arrive or what the outcome of our actions will be."

"I cannot see clearly the battle of status."

Ye Lin meant that he, like everyone else, controlled his own destiny and choices, but he couldn't see the answers to certain things, even though they were few in number.

"Are you trying to say that the power to control all cause and effect, all choices, and all seemingly coincidental events are actually a combination of a large number of factors that lead to inevitability... is the path of the tenth primordial being?"

Even the Creator Beings cannot foresee the future of certain events, which seems to prove that there is still a hazy and unknown aspect to destiny.

The three goddesses nodded first, then frowned slightly.

A problem arises: the outcome of events that Ye Lin cannot see clearly is, in a sense, attributed to the power of fate, but Xiate should also be unable to see it clearly.

Moreover, Ye Lin mentioned that the names of nine paths of rank had appeared on the creation artifact of the path of rules. There were only nine paths, and there was no so-called tenth path that broke through the limit.

“Fate, strangely, it was shattered, and then you reassembled it with your chaotic power.” Mother-in-law Nimmel recalled the past and suddenly felt that something was revealed in it, and tried to find some clues in it in the past.

The power of fate is a power with extreme limits at both the upper and lower levels. Compared to destructive powers such as elements, strength, and death, it has almost no power to quickly and directly kill enemies.

However, the power of destiny can grant a wish, allowing an ordinary person to obtain tremendous opportunities through various "coincidences" and ultimately ascend to the realm of gods. It should be noted that the total number of gods, including those who "ascended" at the ends of the world, is only a dozen or so.

Moreover, the power of destiny once helped Ye Lin find the most suitable place and time to repair the power of chaos and advance to the status of creation.

"Could it be..." The woman in the black dress glanced towards the door, a thought forming in her mind, and murmured:
"Is the power of destiny the key factor in integrating the second path?"

"The power of destiny originally resided in the hands of the Great Will, one of the many powers He wielded. However, the war on Terra ended in a manner with far-reaching consequences. The form of the Great Will cracked, and the part of the form containing the power of destiny also separated..."

After a while, the noblewoman in the black dress continued, "But there's another problem. What was lost back then was the power of space, not the power of fate. It seems there was a problem with the priority. Why is that?"

Of course, the issue of priority of power is based on the prerequisite that "the great will took away the power of space".

Nimmel's mother-in-law looked quite interested and intrigued; the unknown held a special attraction for her.

Remy first made a stop gesture, then shook his head slightly. "Let's not think about this or that for now. Let's draw lots to decide first, so the kids don't get impatient."

As for matters concerning destiny and power, we'll leave that for later and study it in detail with Fat Carp.

There were three folded sticky notes, each marked with a number, representing them. They didn't write their real names, thus obscuring any causal relationship.

Shu Mo felt a little nervous. She had no idea what she was doing, but the older sisters had specially invited her to help, so it must be very important. Luck only favors one person.

Then, Shu Mo spun around in place, her beautiful hair as blue as the sky, with the ends as gorgeous as a sunset. The hem of her long dress, which she wore underneath, fluttered slightly, revealing her slightly fleshy thighs wrapped in pure white silk.

Dizzy and confused, Shu Mo's head was filled with dizzying stars. She grabbed a note from the table at random, but before she could open it, she was about to collapse. Ye Lin, who had been watching closely, lifted Shu Mo up even faster than Wu Mu, his strong arms supporting the girl's petite and soft body.

"Thank...thank you." After recovering, Shu Mo unfolded the folded note in her hand, revealing a...quirky, simple line drawing of a pig's head.

"Ok?"

The three goddesses were all taken aback for a moment. The lady in the black dress narrowed her eyes slightly, then opened the other two sticky notes, which were also funny line drawings of pig heads, one with two pig heads and the other with three pig heads.

The atmosphere was quite solemn and serious, yet the decision to determine the primordial status turned out to be like this.

Remy chuckled and said leisurely, "So, who was the first pig among us?"

“Uh, this…” Ye Lin poked his forehead with his finger, stared at the note for a while, and then decisively went to “arrest” Pipiman in the God Realm.

The realm of gods, the forest of awakening, the valley of Meilun.

Ye Lin, holding the note, found Xi Man, who was yawning, and said, "The note I asked you to write with numbers is three simple pig head drawings."

The girl band is currently suspending most of its activities, focusing on quiet reflection in Meilun Valley, preparing new music and tracks, and their plans to tour the Celestial Realm and Arad Continent are in full swing.

A true musician takes every performance seriously, strives for perfection, and is better able to draw upon the best musical inspiration to continuously deliver flawless performances for the audience.

Camilla, the Whisperer of the Forest, with her beautiful face, ethereal temperament, and especially enviable flawless skin, cast a curious glance at the three quirky line drawing sticky notes.

Heman seemed to have just woken up from his afternoon nap and hadn't quite recovered yet, so he casually said:
“You’re on the continent of Arad, and I’m in the realm of gods. Then you asked me to write a note for you, with numbers one, two, three, without telling me why. So I reasonably suspect you’re making fun of me.”

This is so absurd! If you had reached out and asked me for the cotton panties under your skirt, I wouldn't have thought it was this strange.

The beautiful girl Yasha nodded vigorously beside her; she also found it quite strange.

"You really want it? I'll rewrite it for you?" Heman frowned. I'm not a king, what power could my writing possibly have?

Ye Lin exhaled, smiled, and then shook his head slightly.

Seeing his behavior, Pipiman felt something was wrong and uneasy. He cautiously asked, "Did I mess something up? I'm sorry, I really didn't know this was important to you."

Pipiman apologized, but his inner doubts did not diminish at all.

Suddenly, a law of the Primordial Rank emanated from the direction of the Arad Continent. The three powers of life, death, and wisdom combined, and the resulting fluctuations were difficult to conceal.

The final choice has been made.

(End of this chapter)