Quick Transmigration Hoarding: My Selfishness Leads to a Killing Frenzy

Chapter 298 The Goddess Loves All Beings 2

After sensing her own powerful magic, Qingmo smiled and, ignoring the Demon Lord chasing after her, flew directly back to Cangwu Mountain.

"goddess."

Everyone she met along the way bowed slightly in respect to the goddess.

"Goddess, the High Priest requests your presence."

"Ah."

With a slight nod, Qingmo followed the maid to the High Priest's residence.

Although the goddess holds the highest position in the Cang clan, the clan elders and high priests are all elderly people, whose seniority is above that of the goddess.

Generally speaking, the goddess should still be given the respect she deserves.

The clan's affairs are all handled by the elders, and the high priest is skilled in divination and predicting the future. Unless there is a major event, he will not easily come out to meet people.

The maid led her into the courtyard and then withdrew.

Qingmo stepped into the room and saw an old man with white hair sitting upright on a futon, looking like a Taoist immortal.

Hearing the commotion, the high priest opened his eyes, his gaze revealing extraordinary wisdom. "I wonder what the goddess gained from her descent down the mountain this time?"

Qingmo bowed slightly to the high priest and then sat down on the guest cushion.

"No, I don't know why the High Priest wants to see me?"

"I observed the celestial phenomena last night and discovered that the Goddess's Red Phoenix Star was in motion, so I cast a divination for her."

"Oh? I wonder what the divination sign is?" Qingmo pretended not to know and asked with great interest.

"Life is like death, and death is like life; life and death are preordained by Heaven. This is a great calamity of life and death; only by breaking through the barriers of love can there be a glimmer of hope."

"A life-or-death ordeal, it's either life or death. I hope the goddess will remember the ancestral teachings and take it upon herself to protect all living beings. Life is but a hundred years, and petty love and affection are nothing more than this. Only by giving up something can you gain something." The high priest spoke slowly.

Qingmo chuckled inwardly, but put on a thoughtful expression. "The High Priest is absolutely right. Qinghuan will naturally prioritize the well-being of all people."

"But how can we overcome this emotional hurdle? Does the High Priest have a solution?"

The high priest stroked his beard and said earnestly, "Goddess, just remember not to let romantic feelings cloud your judgment. You are not just concerned with yourself, but with all the people of the world. A single move can affect the whole world."

Qingmo nodded slightly, "High Priest, rest assured, Qinghuan will keep this in mind. No one can disturb my Dao heart. All those who disturb my heart are sinful and deserve to die."

Upon hearing this, the high priest unconsciously frowned. He felt that the goddess lacked a sense of compassion and instead possessed a hint of murderous intent.

But the high priest didn't say anything more, only saying, "That's good. I hope the goddess will be more careful in her future actions."

After agreeing, Qingmo got up to take her leave.

After bidding farewell to the High Priest, Qingmo returned to her residence.

At the foot of Cangwu Mountain stands a stone tablet. Ordinary people can pray to the tablet if they have any requests. If they can move the goddess, she will bestow blessings upon them.

In reality, the stone tablet connects to a temple on the mountain. The Cang clan always sent people to guard the temple and record the prayers of mortals.

If there is true suffering, she will send someone down the mountain to bestow blessings; she will only inform the goddess of major events.

As long as the goddess is on Mount Cangwu, she can hear the prayers of mortals below the mountain anytime, anywhere, but she blocks them most of the time.

After all, there are quite a few people who come to pray for blessings every day, most of whom only ask for the goddess's protection, so it gets boring after a while.

This world has spiritual energy, but no spirit stones. Demons can only cultivate by absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, or spiritual objects, or the inner core of demon spirits.

The fastest way to cultivate is naturally to seize the inner core of another person.

Among the four races of demons, monsters, ghosts, and humans, humans are undoubtedly the weakest. However, the strongest among them is the goddess of the human race, which makes the other three races hesitant to excessively slaughter humans.

Ha, a spirit object, a demon core? Good stuff.

Ghost Clan? She didn't refine the Myriad Souls Banner, but the Myriad Ghosts Banner seems pretty good too.

Qingmo pondered to herself.

Suddenly, a maid rushed in to report: "Goddess, the Demon Lord is shouting outside Cangwu Mountain, saying he wants to see you."

Qingmo narrowed her eyes slightly, already having made up her mind, and waved for the others to leave.

She used her magic to instantly appear outside the mountain.

A figure stood in mid-air; it was none other than the Demon Lord Ming Lou.

He was dressed in a black brocade robe, and his incomparably handsome face held a smile that seemed to come from both hell and heaven.

Although there was a smile on his lips, a cold glint flashed between his brows and eyes, as cold and sharp as a star, making people feel intimidated.

Upon seeing Qingmo, he simply said, "Goddess Qinghuan, why are you avoiding me? Come with me, or I will flatten this Cangwu Mountain."

Qingmo sneered: "You?"

It's ridiculous. If the formation of Cangwu Mountain were really that easy to break, the Cang clan wouldn't have lasted for thousands of years; they would have been wiped out long ago.

This Demon Lord Minglou is so arrogant. Does he really think he looks cool like this?

"Qinghuan, don't tell me you've never been attracted to me. When I was in human form, we shared a wonderful time together. Why are you avoiding me now?"

Well, this is the original owner's dark history, what does it have to do with her?

Qingmo couldn't say whether she disliked or not Minglou the Demon Lord. He was a demon after all. What did it matter if he slaughtered ten cities or even everyone in the world? There was no right or wrong, only different perspectives.

"Do you think you're worthy?" She merely glanced at Minglou with disdain, her eyes filled with contempt.

Minglou's eyes darkened, but he quickly regained his arrogant demeanor. "Hahaha, so you say I'm not worthy? Fine, if that's what you say, then let's have a fight and then we'll talk about whether I'm worthy or not."

After saying that, demonic energy surged around him, and a black demonic sword appeared in his hand, its sword aura chilling.

Qingmo sneered, and a crystal-clear magic sword appeared in her hand, its light swirling.

The two instantly engaged in battle, their swords flashing, demonic energy and celestial light swirling, spells colliding, the world losing its color, and the surrounding space being distorted by this powerful force.

Qingmo had not yet cultivated in this world, but when her soul entered this body, she already possessed the cultivation level of the peak of the Golden Core stage.

Combined with the original owner's innate divine power, she was already invincible.

In a short while, Minglou was defeated, and Qingmo's sword was pressed against his brow.

"Hehe, I lost. You're right, I'm indeed not good enough for you. Kill me or torture me, it's all up to you."

He was gambling, gambling that Qinghuan wouldn't kill him, gambling that she had feelings for him. Besides, the reason a goddess is called a goddess is that she wouldn't easily kill anyone, because all beings are equal.

"get out."

Qingmo did not kill him, and turned around to return to Cangwu Mountain.

Minglou gazed in the direction she had left, a cryptic smile playing on his lips.