wear it lord god

This is a bit of a dilemma. When doing tasks, I can just pick any name, like spring, summer, autumn, winter, plum blossom, orchid, bamboo, or chrysanthemum, just follow the crowd. Even if the name isn't very nice, it'll only last for a few decades.

Hopefully, this name isn't some random cat or dog, but it sounds somewhat futuristic and doesn't sound like a human name.

"What do you want to call it?" Throw the difficult question back at us and see what we hope to call it in the future.

"The goddess can call me whatever she wants."

Well, it's been thrown back again.

She thought for a moment and said, "Let's call it Jingxing. It means to look up to a high mountain and follow a virtuous path."

"High mountains inspire awe, and broad roads guide our conduct" comes from the Book of Odes, "Xiao Ya · Che Xia". It means that lofty mountains inspire awe and broad roads guide our conduct, signifying noble virtues.

I don't want to be associated with a dark name like Mo Ming.

"A good name!" Shangqing said with a smile.

Jingxing kowtowed gratefully again: "Thank you, Goddess, for bestowing this name upon me. From now on, I will certainly abide by my duty and be careful in my words and deeds."

He was careful with his words and actions... He misunderstood, but that proved he was also intelligent.

How could it not be intelligent? Jingxing is a system, and it's a system whose development is still unknown.

Xi Ning sighed softly: "Get up. If you keep kneeling, the other gods will laugh at you."

"Yes!" Jing Xing stood up and stood beside her.

Shangqing: "I'll take him away first. I need to add some permissions to him. It will only take a little time."

"Thank you for your help," she said politely.

In the blink of an eye, Shangqing and Jingxing disappeared from sight.

I've had enough sleep, let's go for a stroll. I'll slip out unnoticed and head straight to the main hall.

Three hundred years later, the sacred mountain had been expanded considerably. Construction continued along the summit and slopes, adding numerous halls, connecting corridors, and white marble arched bridges. If construction continued like this, it might one day develop into a blessed land of the nine heavens.

The number of servants had increased. Those wearing light green steward's robes and dark green robes were of ordinary rank, each performing their duties diligently. There were also those wearing dark gray robes, who were probably the lowest-ranking servants doing chores and manual labor.

Some of the ordinary divine servants in dark green were cultivating, reading, or practicing calligraphy, but all those dressed in dark gray were working.

After going around in circles, I saw the servants of the gods, but not the first gods.

Where are all those good-for-nothing first-generation gods of my sister?
Finally, I saw a familiar face, Qingzhu!

Qingzhu was still wearing his green clothes, but unlike the others, he had added a white undergarment. Although his appearance remained the same, the long years had made him more composed.

Xi Ning materialized and called out, "Qingzhu."

Qingzhu was looking at the accounts when she heard the voice. She looked up and, upon seeing that it was the main god, immediately stood up, walked out, and respectfully knelt down to pay her respects.

"Your servant Qingzhu pays homage to the goddess Xining."

"Get up." After Qingzhu stood still, she asked, "Where are Niancang and Xuan Nu?"

After hesitating for a moment, Qingzhu opened her hand, and an image appeared above her hand.

Xi Ning saw that Qing Zhu was wearing a ring on her middle finger, and the light that formed the image was coming from the ring.

This must be a 3D imaging technology; I almost thought that Qingzhu's cultivation power had reached the demigod realm.

Upon seeing the situation on the screen, her brows immediately furrowed.

This is a room where the fourteen first-generation gods are located. They are all suspended in mid-air, as if they have entered a state of hibernation.

Each of them wore a circular headgear, and through a transparent panel, multiple wires with brain-computer interfaces could be seen attached to their temples and foreheads.

It's unknown how many more of these threads are stuck to their heads inside the black, opaque hoods.

"Was this their own will, or did they hope for it?" She was very displeased; only hope could grant them such ability and skill. "Your Majesty, it was their own will. A few hesitated, but after trying, they refused to come out again." Qingzhu stood there with her hands clasped, her head bowed humbly, like an ancient court official reporting to the emperor.

In the virtual world, time never ends, but unlike reality, every moment there is the most beautiful dream.

Don't even mention becoming an emperor, you could even become a creator god.

It's normal for mortals to be like this, but they were the first generation of gods, how could they not resist temptation?

"How long have they been doing this?"

Qingzhu answered honestly, "More than a hundred years."

His temper flared up: "Very well, they don't do what they should be doing, and they'll just live a life of debauchery for over a hundred years."

Qingzhu suddenly knelt down: "Please, Goddess, don't wake them up."

Hmm? Xi Ning frowned; this was expected.

During this period, Qingzhu must have been in charge. Once he enjoys power, how could he easily relinquish it? If the First God is awakened, wouldn't he, as the chief steward, be controlled by the First God again?

"Reason." But let's hear what Qingzhu has to say first.

Qingzhu knelt on the hard, smooth gold brick floor, her voice echoing softly in the empty hall: "I know I am just a servant who serves the gods, but it's not just me; the other divine servants of the sacred mountains do not want them to wake up."

After hesitating for a moment, he still spoke up: "They are unpredictable and will punish us if we are not careful. Being scolded and beaten is common, and sometimes we lose our lives for a trivial matter."

“They gave us immortality, and I am grateful for that. But they gave us immortality only so that they could use us better.”

Qingzhu steeled her heart and said it all: "The goddess knows that I was originally a bedmate, but you don't know how cruel those gods are to us. Countless times I almost didn't wake up, and countless times I was in so much pain that I wanted to die. But I dared not die, I was afraid of dying, so I could only endure it, even if I couldn't bear it. The best elixirs can only heal my physical wounds, but they cannot heal my heart, which is riddled with holes."

"I learned to kneel on the ground and lick their feet, and I learned to smile obsequiously even when faced with a whip..."

“I was only made a manager because they got tired of using me and thought I was still useful. For so long, I worked diligently and dutifully. But if they were ever dissatisfied with me, they would beat and scold me, regardless of whose fault it was.”

“They are gods, and they strike with extreme force. If I can’t control my strength, or if my cultivation is not high enough, I will be killed.”

"So we beg the goddess to have pity on us and not let them wake up."

Qingzhu knelt there, tears streaming down her face, her tragic and broken state vividly portrayed.

So that's how it is... It wasn't entirely for power, but for life, for a better chance of survival.

These useless things!

It's infuriating! I didn't even try to bully them, but they played all those tricks on other people.

If it weren't for the fact that these are my personal assets and I can't return them, I'd probably just strangle them all.

He sighed, a long sigh.

"Okay. You can get up now!"

Qingzhu slowly rose, his body swaying slightly. He was already slender and thin, which made him even more endearing. His face, which appealed to both men and women, was not flamboyant, but rather refined and serene, very pleasing to the eye. No wonder he was chosen to serve in the emperor's bedchamber.

"You've worked hard all these years, you go ahead and get back to work." With that, she left.

Behind him, Qingzhu bowed deeply and said, "Yes, respectfully seeing off the goddess." Her voice trembled uncontrollably.

Because he knew that the supreme god had agreed not to awaken these first gods, or at least not for the time being.

Watching the Goddess's retreating figure, Qingzhu wished she could stay, but each time she could only stay for a short time, always coming and going in a hurry.

She is the supreme god, but unlike other gods, she is so merciful.

Xining circled the mountain and found the room where the first god resided. (End of Chapter)