Dai Dong was carried out of the grand hall like this.
When he first entered the instance, he was calm and relaxed, and he spoke very eloquently.
When Jiang Ying passed away, he felt pain and guilt, plagued by nightmares every night.
When he was brought into the Flower God’s temple, he broke down and wept bitterly.
Inside the Flower God’s temple, he was full of gloom.
Only when he was carried out of the black door did he smile, just like when he first entered the instance.
He reached out and grabbed, as if he was grabbing Jiang Ying.
When the white-robed man took Jiang Ying away, he didn’t reach out at first, but he did in the end.
Ning Su looked in the direction of his outstretched hand, and there was the Holy Maiden.
Jia Chensheng sat despondently on the bed, wiping his face.
As the president of the most analytical guild in the game base, Hongyu Guild, he couldn’t possibly not know the way to meet the god. One of the reasons he stayed here was to encourage Dai Dong to keep going.
And yet Dai Dong succumbed to his sadness. But he still couldn’t just leave.
He still needed to bring back the complete map of this instance.
The number of people in the grand hall was getting fewer and fewer, and the appearance of the flower attendants was getting more frightening. The vines had grown so long on their faces and hands that they formed rough and uneven curves, a glance at which would terrify anyone.
No one knew how much longer they could hold on.
The Holy Maiden, with the white-robed men in silence, walked to the bedside of the two girls.
The two best flower attendants in the Flower God’s temple were sitting together on a small bed, as usual.
The Holy Maiden bent down to hold one of the girl’s hands and spread out her fingers.
Ning Su finally noticed that, after last night, a sacred flower had grown out of this girl’s body, and a pink sacred mark had appeared on her fingernail. This was different from the swelling and elongation during the sacred flower’s active night; it had grown out quietly and beautifully during the day.
The Holy Maiden stood up and said with satisfaction, “The Flower God Festival is coming.”
Several players in the Flower God’s temple looked up at her at the same time.
For the next two days, Furen County was unusually bustling, and several players looked out the window, wondering why.
Hua Feng told them, “It seems like the Lord of the country is about to arrive.”
The Lord of the country, Meng Li, understood that it was the master of the Shigen Kingdom.
Hua Feng said, “Every year, the emperor of the country attends the Flower God Festival, and they usually arrive in advance.”
Several players exchanged glances, deep in thought.
They had a premonition that the final secret was about to be revealed at last.
Just as Hua Feng expected, it was indeed the Emperor of Shigen Kingdom who arrived. That afternoon, he joined the people of Furen County to worship the god’s statue outside the Flower God’s temple and stayed in the holiest Flower God’s temple of Furen County.
As Ning Su had thought, the Flower God’s temple had some kind of VIP room.
The position of the flower attendants in the Shigen kingdom was prestigious, and the first generation of flower attendants was personally chosen by the Emperor. When the Emperor came here, he had to meet a flower attendant.
The Holy Maiden asked the outstanding representative among the flower attendants to meet the Emperor, which was the girl that had the sacred mark.
She held the hand of another girl tightly, not wanting to leave her for even a second, looking nervous.
Ning Su said to the girl sitting on the bed, “Comfort your girlfriend, okay?”
The girl asked, “What is a girlfriend?”
Furen County didn’t have such a term.
Su Wangsheng struggled to sit up and said with a smile, “It’s the girl you love.”
Fang Qi was more direct. “Passed through the door, a wife.”
Both girls blushed, not fully understanding, but it was clear that they had relaxed quite a bit and looked happy.
Outside, they were treated as heretics and subjected to various dirty and terrifying corrective methods. They claimed to be correcting them, but were actually harming them.
They had never heard anyone speak so casually and naturally to them, saying, “Your girlfriend,” “The girl you love.”
Hearing this, their eyes welled up with emotion.
During this time, they could sensibly feel that they were truly not being treated as heretics. It felt very natural for them to accept their relationship.
Indeed.
Becoming a flower attendant at the Flower God’s temple was truly wonderful.
The girl on the bed patted the hand of the girl next to her and said, “Don’t be nervous. Go, I’ll be waiting for you here.
She first went to the darkroom and changed into a set of clothes.
As she went upstairs, she glanced down the stairs and smiled at the girl lying on the bed.
She was covered in layers of black silk and black brocade, embroidered with blood-red patterns resembling runes and vein-like designs, exuding an elegant and opulent texture, reminiscent of the Holy Maiden’s appearance.
Fang Qi asked, “Is it possible for her to become the next Holy Maiden?”
They all knew that the Holy Maiden was the first to serve the flower god, the most successful among the first-generation flower attendants who had seen the flower god. It seemed that this girl was the most outstanding among their current generation of flower attendants.
Ning Su made a sound of agreement.
The girl who went upstairs took a long time to come down, and the other girl became increasingly anxious.
Several players began to feel that something was amiss.
Ning Su saw a small black snake crawling very discreetly on the dark floor, making its way to the edge of Ning Changfeng’s bed. He saw Ning Changfeng’s expression turn extremely grim.
He wanted to ask, but at that moment, the sacred flowers began to act up.
As the Flower God Festival approached, the sacred flowers within every servant’s body grew significantly, even if not as long as that girl. They extended to the wrists and faces.
This meant that they had to endure more intense pain.
Ning Su saw the girl writhing in pain, her eyes wide open as she looked upstairs.
Almost every night, both girls were in the most pain because the sacred flowers within them had always grown the largest and longest. They would embrace each other to endure it.
Tonight, only this girl was alone, and it seemed like the vine on her eyeball had also grown longer. She looked up at the upper floor, eyes filled with agony.
Amidst the screams and crashes echoing through the hall, Ning Su seemed to hear a different kind of scream coming from upstairs, but he couldn’t tell which floor.
Then, several people in white robes rushed upstairs.
When the screams finally stopped, the Flower God’s temple became unusually quiet.
The girl on the bed crawled and grabbed the leg of one of the people in white robes, asking, “Where’s An Xiang?”
In the middle of the night, around two or three o’clock, the people in white robes needed to rest as well. He didn’t answer her, just pulled her hand away and left.
She stood still for a moment, propped herself up, and walked toward the staircase with a deformed, staggering gait.
Ning Su looked at Ning Changfeng, and Ning Changfeng knew what he meant. He whispered, “An Xiang might be dead.”
Several players were left stunned, looking up the stairs at the girl climbing them, feeling an indescribable sorrow.
They had always considered the Flower God’s temple as their salvation, thinking that they had finally endured long enough and were about to see the light.
Just a few hours ago, they were all laughing and happy.
Fang Qi said in frustration, “How is this possible? How could she be dead?”
His voice was hoarse, as if his vocal cords were tearing.
He was the first to enter the Flower God’s temple and had spent the longest time with the two girls. He couldn’t accept the fact that one of the girls had died after just going upstairs.
Ning Changfeng’s face remained grim, not just because of the girl’s death. He glanced at Ning Su and opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.
Su Wangsheng said, “Is her body still upstairs? Can she see her one last night?”
Ning Su suddenly stood up and said, “Go to the first floor.”
Several players immediately understood what he meant.
After so many days, they had figured out the situation on the lower floors of the Flower God’s temple.
The first floor of the Flower God’s temple housed spare sacred flowers, and it was filled with the muck from the Dark Swamp that had been moved there.
The Holy Maiden had once said that after a flower attendant died, they would return to the sacred land. Jiao Ying’s body had been taken to the Dark Swamp by the people in white robes.
In reality, the players all knew that returning to the sacred land meant providing fertilizer for the flowers in the Dark Swamp.
If An Xiang had died, she might be thrown into the muck on the first floor.
In the latter part of the night, there were not many people in the Flower God’s temple, and several players, struggling with their battered bodies, moved toward the first floor with difficulty.
They couldn’t stop the tragic death of that poor girl, but if they were faster, they might have been able to preserve her body from corruption a little longer.
Dai Dong was carried out of the grand hall like this.
When he first entered the instance, he was calm and relaxed, and he spoke very eloquently.
When Jiang Ying passed away, he felt pain and guilt, plagued by nightmares every night.
When he was brought into the Flower God’s temple, he broke down and wept bitterly.
Inside the Flower God’s temple, he was full of gloom.
Only when he was carried out of the black door did he smile, just like when he first entered the instance.
He reached out and grabbed, as if he was grabbing Jiang Ying.
When the white-robed man took Jiang Ying away, he didn’t reach out at first, but he did in the end.
Ning Su looked in the direction of his outstretched hand, and there was the Holy Maiden.
Jia Chensheng sat despondently on the bed, wiping his face.
As the president of the most analytical guild in the game base, Hongyu Guild, he couldn’t possibly not know the way to meet the god. One of the reasons he stayed here was to encourage Dai Dong to keep going.
And yet Dai Dong succumbed to his sadness. But he still couldn’t just leave.
He still needed to bring back the complete map of this instance.
The number of people in the grand hall was getting fewer and fewer, and the appearance of the flower attendants was getting more frightening. The vines had grown so long on their faces and hands that they formed rough and uneven curves, a glance at which would terrify anyone.
No one knew how much longer they could hold on.
The Holy Maiden, with the white-robed men in silence, walked to the bedside of the two girls.
The two best flower attendants in the Flower God’s temple were sitting together on a small bed, as usual.
The Holy Maiden bent down to hold one of the girl’s hands and spread out her fingers.
Ning Su finally noticed that, after last night, a sacred flower had grown out of this girl’s body, and a pink sacred mark had appeared on her fingernail. This was different from the swelling and elongation during the sacred flower’s active night; it had grown out quietly and beautifully during the day.
The Holy Maiden stood up and said with satisfaction, “The Flower God Festival is coming.”
Several players in the Flower God’s temple looked up at her at the same time.
For the next two days, Furen County was unusually bustling, and several players looked out the window, wondering why.
Hua Feng told them, “It seems like the Lord of the country is about to arrive.”
The Lord of the country, Meng Li, understood that it was the master of the Shigen Kingdom.
Hua Feng said, “Every year, the emperor of the country attends the Flower God Festival, and they usually arrive in advance.”
Several players exchanged glances, deep in thought.
They had a premonition that the final secret was about to be revealed at last.
Just as Hua Feng expected, it was indeed the Emperor of Shigen Kingdom who arrived. That afternoon, he joined the people of Furen County to worship the god’s statue outside the Flower God’s temple and stayed in the holiest Flower God’s temple of Furen County.
As Ning Su had thought, the Flower God’s temple had some kind of VIP room.
The position of the flower attendants in the Shigen kingdom was prestigious, and the first generation of flower attendants was personally chosen by the Emperor. When the Emperor came here, he had to meet a flower attendant.
The Holy Maiden asked the outstanding representative among the flower attendants to meet the Emperor, which was the girl that had the sacred mark.
She held the hand of another girl tightly, not wanting to leave her for even a second, looking nervous.
Ning Su said to the girl sitting on the bed, “Comfort your girlfriend, okay?”
The girl asked, “What is a girlfriend?”
Furen County didn’t have such a term.
Su Wangsheng struggled to sit up and said with a smile, “It’s the girl you love.”
Fang Qi was more direct. “Passed through the door, a wife.”
Both girls blushed, not fully understanding, but it was clear that they had relaxed quite a bit and looked happy.
Outside, they were treated as heretics and subjected to various dirty and terrifying corrective methods. They claimed to be correcting them, but were actually harming them.
They had never heard anyone speak so casually and naturally to them, saying, “Your girlfriend,” “The girl you love.”
Hearing this, their eyes welled up with emotion.
During this time, they could sensibly feel that they were truly not being treated as heretics. It felt very natural for them to accept their relationship.
Indeed.
Becoming a flower attendant at the Flower God’s temple was truly wonderful.
The girl on the bed patted the hand of the girl next to her and said, “Don’t be nervous. Go, I’ll be waiting for you here.
She first went to the darkroom and changed into a set of clothes.
As she went upstairs, she glanced down the stairs and smiled at the girl lying on the bed.
She was covered in layers of black silk and black brocade, embroidered with blood-red patterns resembling runes and vein-like designs, exuding an elegant and opulent texture, reminiscent of the Holy Maiden’s appearance.
Fang Qi asked, “Is it possible for her to become the next Holy Maiden?”
They all knew that the Holy Maiden was the first to serve the flower god, the most successful among the first-generation flower attendants who had seen the flower god. It seemed that this girl was the most outstanding among their current generation of flower attendants.
Ning Su made a sound of agreement.
The girl who went upstairs took a long time to come down, and the other girl became increasingly anxious.
Several players began to feel that something was amiss.
Ning Su saw a small black snake crawling very discreetly on the dark floor, making its way to the edge of Ning Changfeng’s bed. He saw Ning Changfeng’s expression turn extremely grim.
He wanted to ask, but at that moment, the sacred flowers began to act up.
As the Flower God Festival approached, the sacred flowers within every servant’s body grew significantly, even if not as long as that girl. They extended to the wrists and faces.
This meant that they had to endure more intense pain.
Ning Su saw the girl writhing in pain, her eyes wide open as she looked upstairs.
Almost every night, both girls were in the most pain because the sacred flowers within them had always grown the largest and longest. They would embrace each other to endure it.
Tonight, only this girl was alone, and it seemed like the vine on her eyeball had also grown longer. She looked up at the upper floor, eyes filled with agony.
Amidst the screams and crashes echoing through the hall, Ning Su seemed to hear a different kind of scream coming from upstairs, but he couldn’t tell which floor.
Then, several people in white robes rushed upstairs.
When the screams finally stopped, the Flower God’s temple became unusually quiet.
The girl on the bed crawled and grabbed the leg of one of the people in white robes, asking, “Where’s An Xiang?”
In the middle of the night, around two or three o’clock, the people in white robes needed to rest as well. He didn’t answer her, just pulled her hand away and left.
She stood still for a moment, propped herself up, and walked toward the staircase with a deformed, staggering gait.
Ning Su looked at Ning Changfeng, and Ning Changfeng knew what he meant. He whispered, “An Xiang might be dead.”
Several players were left stunned, looking up the stairs at the girl climbing them, feeling an indescribable sorrow.
They had always considered the Flower God’s temple as their salvation, thinking that they had finally endured long enough and were about to see the light.
Just a few hours ago, they were all laughing and happy.
Fang Qi said in frustration, “How is this possible? How could she be dead?”
His voice was hoarse, as if his vocal cords were tearing.
He was the first to enter the Flower God’s temple and had spent the longest time with the two girls. He couldn’t accept the fact that one of the girls had died after just going upstairs.
Ning Changfeng’s face remained grim, not just because of the girl’s death. He glanced at Ning Su and opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.
Su Wangsheng said, “Is her body still upstairs? Can she see her one last night?”
Ning Su suddenly stood up and said, “Go to the first floor.”
Several players immediately understood what he meant.
After so many days, they had figured out the situation on the lower floors of the Flower God’s temple.
The first floor of the Flower God’s temple housed spare sacred flowers, and it was filled with the muck from the Dark Swamp that had been moved there.
The Holy Maiden had once said that after a flower attendant died, they would return to the sacred land. Jiao Ying’s body had been taken to the Dark Swamp by the people in white robes.
In reality, the players all knew that returning to the sacred land meant providing fertilizer for the flowers in the Dark Swamp.
If An Xiang had died, she might be thrown into the muck on the first floor.
In the latter part of the night, there were not many people in the Flower God’s temple, and several players, struggling with their battered bodies, moved toward the first floor with difficulty.
They couldn’t stop the tragic death of that poor girl, but if they were faster, they might have been able to preserve her body from corruption a little longer.
