I would rather betray the gods

News report: Due to the influence of a deep-sea waterspout, heavy rain occurred in area X and area Y...

This tornado was unlike any other. Not only did its central winds reach an astonishing 16 on the Beaufort scale, but its path was also unprecedented. Instead of traversing the coastal areas, it shot straight inland like a spear.

The small county where Yuzi and her group lived was also within their predicted route, so the local area also pressed the pause button to prepare for natural disasters.

"The weather forecast predicted a heavy downpour, but it's only this little bit?"

Yuebai leaned against the windowsill, reaching out to catch the trickling stream of water flowing down from the eaves outside. It took her quite a while to fill her palm.

This amount of rainfall isn't even enough to cool down the hot weather.

"Yes, the floodwaters in the surrounding cities are above knee-deep, but we're stuck in the middle and nothing's happening to us. This rain feels like it's being 'thrown' at us from all around."

Yuzu sat in a chair, leisurely scrolling through related short videos.

The same television station broadcasting related news?

The art style remained unchanged even after changing planets, and it seemed that only Old Xu was watching attentively in the entire room.

Listening to their discussion about the weather, Old Xu also had something to say: "Today, the weather in this area is abnormal and a Holy King suddenly appears; tomorrow, the celestial phenomena in that area are abnormal and another Holy King suddenly appears. There will always be people who covet this person's name and take the opportunity to promote themselves. It's hard to tell the truth from the falsehood."

Why don't people think the other way around: perhaps the true home of a holy king wouldn't have any unusual phenomena?

At this critical juncture where it's hard to distinguish between truth and falsehood, Lao Xu's perspective is refreshing.

That's right, such a great figure descended to earth, and it's said that he was doing things for the heavens. The heavens were so busy protecting him that they even made a point of revealing him.

Deeply inspired, Yuebai jumped in front of Youzi and stared at him blankly.

"what?"

Yuzu immediately turned off her phone screen to avoid Fang Yuan seeing that she was looking through her chat history with Fang Yuan again.

Have any unusual celestial phenomena ever occurred in the place where you've lived since childhood?

The moon asked.

"My place is civilized, safe, and as ordinary as it gets."

Yuzu answered, then, startled, turned around and looked her straight in the eye, "You mean..."

"Innocent and naive!"

Immediately afterward, Yuzu and Yuebai uttered the same sentence in unison.

Yuzu was quite surprised, because he didn't expect Yuebai to use the word "innocent and naive" to describe her.

"Those appointed by Heaven to carry out their duties will surely be protected by Heaven. Therefore, where there are true men in the world, there will naturally be no evil signs."

Yuebai paced back and forth, explaining why he used this word.

Having reached a consensus, the two nodded to each other, then transformed into golden and silver beams of light and disappeared...

High above, high enough to overlook the waterspout.

Yuzu and Yuebai appeared, each using their own methods to open their "Heavenly Eyes" and look down.

As they expected, this waterspout was no ordinary natural phenomenon; in the very center of the storm, an ancient black dragon was taking flight.

Perhaps because it had been unable to ascend for so long, and because the Heavenly Dao had suppressed the deep sea for too long, the black dragon was filled with great ferocity. It thrashed about in the middle of the storm, and each thrashing intensified the storm's power.

No wonder the wind was so strong at the center of this waterspout and its path was different from usual; it was this that caused the problem.

"It's strange. In times of peace and prosperity, demons and monsters are kept in check by the Heavenly Dao, but in times of chaos, the Heavenly Dao seems to become ineffective. What is the mechanism of the Heavenly Dao? Or does the Heavenly Dao never distinguish between good and evil?"

Yuzi had thought about this question for a long time, but even after reaching the Half Heaven, no one could give him a definite answer.

"Never mind all that, all I know is that the spiritual pressure emanating from this black dragon is extremely strong. I'll take advantage of the dark clouds covering the sky and subdue it to prevent it from becoming a major threat!"

As Yuebai spoke, he tried to summon the "Thousand Stars".

"No, no, no! You can't sever the ties of cause and effect in this world, let alone this place!"

Yuzi intervened in time.

Then the focus shifted from Heilongjiang to the overall situation, and it became easy to see why their region had not experienced heavy rain.

There seemed to be some mysterious presence in the sky above that area, so much so that the black dragon riding the wind dared not fly directly over it, but instead circled around it before turning back towards the coast.

This perfectly reflects their unanimous metaphor of "innocence and purity," meaning that the chosen one is here, and evil spirits are not allowed to approach!

"What kind of being is it exactly?"

With his current strength, Yuebai couldn't discern anything amiss, and fearing that straining his eyes further would cause them to bleed.

"Is it... a guardian spirit?"

Yuzi could see it clearly; a purple light flashed in the very center of the area, but it was too dazzling to see its true nature.

The reason he concluded it was a guardian spirit is because he had gone through the same thing. After becoming the God King, he learned from everyone that he had been secretly protected by a guardian spirit even before he awakened...

"Swish"

Inside the house, Old Xu was still engrossed in watching TV, while two beams of light, one gold and one silver, flashed in the yard.

Immediately afterward, the door opened, and Yuzu and Yuebai rushed in.

The window was open when they left, so they could have flown right out. When they returned, the window was closed, so they had to land outside and then run back inside in the rain.

"Old Xu, why did you close the window? It made us both get soaked."

Yuzu complained as she dried her hair with a towel.

"Oh? I closed it when I brought rain into the house."

"It's nothing serious," Old Xu explained leisurely, then turned off the TV and asked, "Did you find anything?"

"It is basically confirmed that the True Holy King is in this area."

"That's what the pomelo replied."

Upon hearing this answer, Old Xu, who was about to pick up the book, paused. "Perhaps this is fate. Maybe we really did bet on the right person."

maybe.

Yuzu nodded in agreement, but her inherent meticulousness always surfaced at crucial moments. "However, no one can draw a conclusion until the very last moment. Don't you often say that the secrets of heaven are unpredictable?"

Just like the double-slit experiment, the results are different depending on whether you look at the slits or not. Similarly, no matter what supernatural powers we use to know the answer in advance, it's still not as good as the answer ultimately revealed by fate.

What does it mean to be insightful? This is what insightfulness is all about! What kind of person is suited to write a book? Someone like you!

Old Xu patted the book "Words Lead to Death" in his hand and gave Youzi a thumbs up.

Yuzi didn't accept the compliment and instead asked Lao Xu, "I've never understood why the Holy King's true form, who should also be an unparalleled being of the Half-Heaven realm, doesn't exist in the countless 'Heavenly Books' I've read. He seems more like a mythical figure from another world."

"Didn't I tell you? Time and space are two chariots that run parallel in the universe. They are like yin and yang, balancing each other, and they only intersect at necessary points."

Saying too much about this is pointless, and saying too little is the same as not saying anything at all. In any case, no explanation is as good as understanding. Old Xu scratched his head and said, "I can't explain it."

"Then who is time and who is space?" Yuzu was indeed puzzled.

"The Holy King is the lord of all stars, naturally representing space; you are the future King of Kings, which means you represent time."

No one has a definitive answer to this, unless the Creator himself points it out, which is why Lao Xu added "probably" at the end.

"Old Xu, I'm increasingly convinced you've read the creator's script!"

This time, Yuebai also joined in the rhythm, speaking frankly.

"Hey, hey, hey! Don't say things like that. You're a half-heaven deity, don't you know that those who have read the script are all great immortals from beyond the heavens? They are invisible, silent, thoughtless, and without any intention. They can be understood as being integrated into the body of the creator. They are both the existence of nothingness and the annihilation of nothingness. How could a mere old man like me possibly be worthy of such praise? I can't accept your flattery."

Old Xu shook his head repeatedly at Chao Yuebai, his face filled with terror, saying he absolutely dared not accept such an honor.

Before the topic escalated to something more mind-bending or outrageous, Yuzu quietly walked to the window.

A light rain was falling outside the window, and the mossy path in the courtyard was faintly visible in the puddles.

Old Xu's words, "You are the future King of Kings," stirred up endless melancholy in his heart.

The longer he understood the Half-Heaven, the less confident he became in shouldering this immense mission.

If he could, he truly wished someone could better take over his mission; he just wanted to be a carefree ordinary citizen and love his Fang Yuan well.