Today is another day to be worshiped by mankind

Bai Si didn't suppress his voice. Seeing that Jing Yuanzhou didn't reply to him, he thought he had made a mistake.

Has the master's eyes not recovered? It's impossible. He turned off the sound on his phone and started swiping the screen.

Bai Si secretly glanced at the bright screen, and after seeing Qing Wu's face clearly appearing in the hot search on the screen, he decisively withdrew his gaze.

No wonder he caught a trace of regret in Jing Yuanzhou's gaze just now. The first person he wanted to see was not him.

The white kitten shaped by Qingwu's spiritual power was lying on the bed, faithfully recording the scene here and transmitting it to Qingwu in real time.

While Qing Wu was flipping through ancient books, he was distractedly looking at the situation over at Jing Yuanzhou.

His body showed no signs of improvement after drinking blood for the first time... On the contrary, there were signs of improvement the moment she kissed him. Not only was her spiritual power not lost, but it was increased. His appearance always seems to be beneficial to him, whether it is a hundred years ago or now.

Qingwu wrapped his tail around his waist and used the remaining tail as a soft cushion to make a comfortable sofa.

Since the global live broadcast, she has been on trending searches for a day. Qingwu's highlights in the video were also edited and posted on various short video websites by a group of people. The energy she received for a while was terrifying.

More than six hours had passed by the time she finally finished digesting these energy worlds. The subsequent growth in energy gradually became slower, but still continued. After the big outbreak period, there will be periods of smaller explosions. This is really the first time to fight such a wealthy battle.

Unfortunately, this energy seemed huge, but after she eliminated the impurities and purified it, a large chunk was missing.

Qingwu lazily huddled in the fur, admiring the beautiful human's sleeping face.

It was late at night, and Jing Yuanzhou was already asleep.

I originally wanted to share the joy with him, but forget it, let’s wait until tomorrow...

Strange, why do you feel so familiar with being spied on?

Qing Wu squinted his eyes, twitched his ears, and then his spiritual power suddenly struck in one direction.

"Come out!" Qingwu looked at the window displeased, "Priest, weren't you buried in the ground? Why are you here?"

"Qingwu, the deadline has expired, it's time for you to inherit." Seeing that his soul body was discovered, the priest slowly revealed his true body. A white-haired man with plush ears, wearing orthodox worship attire, appeared in front of Qing Wu. Qingwu's heart skipped a beat when he saw the priest's overly formal dress. Priests do not usually wear such serious clothing. They usually only dress like this during major festivals or when important events require him to pray for blessings. The last time I saw him dressed like this was when Qian volunteered to sacrifice himself as a vessel. After the sacrifice, the priest sealed her memory.

The priest looked at the civet he had raised with his own hands, his expression helpless. She had established the concept of not getting close to humans at will early on, but why did she still fall headlong into that kid after three hundred years?

Qingwu remembered what happened before, and didn't even have time to think about why the priest suddenly appeared here at this time. He suppressed the discomfort in his heart and asked, "What do I want to inherit?"

"We need to inherit the orthodoxy of the civet clan." The priest's soul floated around and was scattered by Qing Wu's claw. The recovered soul floated to Qing Wu, "I should have let you inherit it a hundred years ago, but it's a pity that you didn't want to."

Qingwu found that he had no memory of rejecting the inheritance, and his eyes were filled with confusion. Then he said decisively, "If I didn't want to do it before, I definitely don't want to do it now."

"What if after inheriting, you can completely cure your sweetheart?" The priest looked at Qingwu quietly, seeming to sympathize, and his voice was as light as the wind, "I have told you not to get too close to each other a long time ago. For a mortal, it will take you a hundred years. It can’t be said for a moment…”

When Qing Wu heard this, he immediately felt the desire to agree. If she had known that inheriting it would save Jing Yuanzhou, she wouldn't have had to look for a way for so long.

"Are you really willing to agree?" the priest asked again.

"Is it possible to pay a price for inheriting something from one's predecessor?" Qingwu wondered.

"Of course not. All you have is their...memory." The priest said.

Having the memory of a civet cat is equivalent to living for hundreds of years longer. When Qingwu inherits all the memories, perhaps nothing in the world can enter her heart. She will truly become a spiritual being infinitely close to God. This is what Lingshan believes - the last true god in the world.

Qingwu looked at the priest and asked, "Should the inheritance begin now?" She remembered that for such important events, an auspicious time would usually be chosen.

The priest wanted to trick people into agreeing first, but suddenly, as if he thought of something interesting, his soul turned and floated in front of her, "Don't worry, say goodbye to your little lover first."

"Goodbye?"

Supplement: If you don’t know how to say goodbye, I won’t abuse you in the next chapter. The priest is not a villain, just an old woman. (Thanks to Lian Q_CE, Hao Xie_EB, Lu Yu Management, Xin Qingkong, and Fendai Qianzhuang for their votes~)