Ning Su turned to look at Ning Changfeng and said, “Aren’t you going to speak? What really happened?”
Ning Changfeng looked at Ning Su, hesitated several times, but couldn’t bring himself to speak.
In the past, if he had seen Old Li with teary eyes, he wouldn’t have understood his feelings.
But now, both being fathers, he suddenly understood it in an instant.
He didn’t want to tell Ning Su, but this time was different from the last time. The last time he saw the gruesome human sacrifice in Boss Qi’s black warehouse, he could choose not to tell Ning Su to let him sleep peacefully for one more night.
But this time, he had to speak.
A small black snake appeared at his feet, with two small horns on its head. It looked up at them, and images played in its sky-blue eyes.
The snake’s eyes were larger than those of ordinary snakes, although they still couldn’t see very clearly. However, its owner had a deep understanding of what the snake was conveying, especially when accompanied by its explanations.
“An Xiang was taken to a room on the eighth floor, and the Emperor was waiting for her inside. As soon as she entered, she was tied up.”
“The sacred flower that grew inside her was consumed by the Emperor.”
All the players’ hearts sank, utterly surprised.
Ning Changfeng continued, “She struggled desperately and did her best to protect her sacred flower.”
In the small black snake’s eyes, two tiny people were seen struggling.
An Xiang did indeed protect her sacred flower with all her might.
The Holy Maiden had told them that as long as they nurtured their sacred flowers well, they would be blessed in the Flower God’s temple.
She must have also said that once they nurtured their sacred flowers well, they would be respected as flower attendants and could forever be together in that role.
In some sense, the sacred flowers tormenting them night after night were a form of spiritual sustenance.
But she was as small as the tiny people in the small snake’s pupils, and no matter how hard she struggled, even if blood vessels bulged on her forehead, she couldn’t break free from the ropes.
Her fingers were stuffed into the mouth of a middle-aged, obese man, who was excitedly chewing on them.
Night after night, tormented by the beauty created from all the fresh blood, the tiny pink bud on her finger was devoured in one gulp.
Even the smallest of images conveyed that the man was so excited that his face contorted, and An Xiang’s face was full of despair. The man grew increasingly excited, grabbing An Xiang’s arm, and slowly, his fingers started to explore her in an ecstatic frenzy.
Fang Qi stared and said, “He ate it.”
“We’ve been tormented day and night, and the sacred flower we’ve nurtured, is it for them to eat?”
Ning Changfeng said in a low voice, “What flower god, what flower servants, could this be a massive deception by this world’s ruling class?”
All the players were stunned.
Jia Chensheng said, “But these sacred flowers really exist, and we indeed couldn’t stare directly at the god’s statue.”
Ning Changfeng: “Initially, there might indeed have been sacred flowers, but in the end, they were used by the Emperor and their Holy Maiden. The Flower God Festival became their game, their joyous holiday.”
He sneered, “Is there a shortage of such things, using divine beings and faith to deceive and harm people?”
The calmest at this moment was Su Wangsheng, who crouched in front of the Little Black Snake, looking closely.
“I think what Senior Ning said is right,” he said, “This National Master and the heads of the Yenan, Haobei, and other families have something in common.”
“Not in terms of their appearance, but in their atmosphere.”
“They exude a kind of twilight or senility, or maybe a lifelessness. They should be very old, but their bodies are robust, and there’s not a single wrinkle on their skin.”
Jia Chensheng said, “Are you saying that they became like this because they ate the sacred flowers that grew inside the flower attendants’ bodies? Do sacred flowers have the effect of being immune to a hundred diseases and granting immortality?”
Suddenly, he remembered the auction where he was taken by Boss Qi, and the frenzied, desire-filled gazes of these family heads when they looked at them.
Who wouldn’t want to obtain such a treasure? With it, they would have immortality, a strong body, and endless wealth.
Old Li mumbled, “Is the sacred flower a divine medicine? Is that why the Dark Swamp is called the Land of the God’s Birth?”
Leng Chang asked, “Then why don’t they just transfer a sacred flower into their body?”
“Heh, can their weak bodies handle it?”
“The sacred flower takes root and sprouts in their stomachs, growing into their veins. Can they endure a night?”
“Perhaps the human body is the awakening agent for the sacred flower.”
“They even helped us filter out the contaminated flowers.”
“The Holy Maiden said that the sacred flower needs to grow in a warm and spiritual place, nurtured by the soul and blood. In fact, the human body is the awaken and purifier of the sacred flower.”
“They only dare to eat it once it’s grown from the flower attendants’ bodies, soaked in their blood.”
The players discussed angrily and unwillingly, one comment after another.
Ning Su remained silent from the beginning to the end.
Ning Changfeng and Jia Chensheng glanced at him with unclear meaning.
Other people didn’t understand why Ning Su was so devoutly and seriously worshipping the Flower God and nurturing the sacred flower in him. However, they had some inkling of it.
Especially Ning Changfeng.
He speculated that Ning Su knew the method to see the god, which was why he was doing this.
He also knew the method to see the god, or at least he thought he did before tonight.
At this moment, he had serious doubts. He wondered if the method he had in mind was indeed true, as he had never tried to submit an answer.
When he first arrived at the Yenan family, he realized that to see the god, one must first believe in the god.
Believe, and you shall receive; doubt, and you shall not.
Faith was a necessary condition.
Later, when he arrived at the Flower God’s temple, and after hearing the Holy Maiden’s explanation, he thought he knew the method to see the god.
The Dark Swamp was called the Land of the Sleeping God, and it was also referred to as the Land of the God’s Birth by both the Holy Maiden and the family heads.
In this land, only the sacred flowers were nurtured by the Dark Swamp.
The basic knowledge in this world was that Flower Servants and Flower Attendants served the god, and in the Flower God’s temple, they served the sacred flowers.
Hence, these sacred flowers were the ‘god’.
Perhaps each sacred flower was a fragment of a god.
It could also be that each sacred flower, due to the influence of the god, had become a seed of the god.
In any case, they, as Flower Attendants, were nourishing the “Flower God” with their bodies.
The god resided in every person’s heart.
Each person had their own unique god.
The god existed due to a person’s faith and offerings.
Every person had their own god, and to see their god, they needed devout faith and had to endure nights of torment, physically and mentally nourishing their god, creating a unique god.
He had always thought this way, and he believed that Ning Su thought the same.
Therefore, without hesitation, the other was the first to lie down on the waterbed and welcomed the four-petal blood-red sacred flower into his heart.
Ning Su turned to look at Ning Changfeng and said, “Aren’t you going to speak? What really happened?”
Ning Changfeng looked at Ning Su, hesitated several times, but couldn’t bring himself to speak.
In the past, if he had seen Old Li with teary eyes, he wouldn’t have understood his feelings.
But now, both being fathers, he suddenly understood it in an instant.
He didn’t want to tell Ning Su, but this time was different from the last time. The last time he saw the gruesome human sacrifice in Boss Qi’s black warehouse, he could choose not to tell Ning Su to let him sleep peacefully for one more night.
But this time, he had to speak.
A small black snake appeared at his feet, with two small horns on its head. It looked up at them, and images played in its sky-blue eyes.
The snake’s eyes were larger than those of ordinary snakes, although they still couldn’t see very clearly. However, its owner had a deep understanding of what the snake was conveying, especially when accompanied by its explanations.
“An Xiang was taken to a room on the eighth floor, and the Emperor was waiting for her inside. As soon as she entered, she was tied up.”
“The sacred flower that grew inside her was consumed by the Emperor.”
All the players’ hearts sank, utterly surprised.
Ning Changfeng continued, “She struggled desperately and did her best to protect her sacred flower.”
In the small black snake’s eyes, two tiny people were seen struggling.
An Xiang did indeed protect her sacred flower with all her might.
The Holy Maiden had told them that as long as they nurtured their sacred flowers well, they would be blessed in the Flower God’s temple.
She must have also said that once they nurtured their sacred flowers well, they would be respected as flower attendants and could forever be together in that role.
In some sense, the sacred flowers tormenting them night after night were a form of spiritual sustenance.
But she was as small as the tiny people in the small snake’s pupils, and no matter how hard she struggled, even if blood vessels bulged on her forehead, she couldn’t break free from the ropes.
Her fingers were stuffed into the mouth of a middle-aged, obese man, who was excitedly chewing on them.
Night after night, tormented by the beauty created from all the fresh blood, the tiny pink bud on her finger was devoured in one gulp.
Even the smallest of images conveyed that the man was so excited that his face contorted, and An Xiang’s face was full of despair. The man grew increasingly excited, grabbing An Xiang’s arm, and slowly, his fingers started to explore her in an ecstatic frenzy.
Fang Qi stared and said, “He ate it.”
“We’ve been tormented day and night, and the sacred flower we’ve nurtured, is it for them to eat?”
Ning Changfeng said in a low voice, “What flower god, what flower servants, could this be a massive deception by this world’s ruling class?”
All the players were stunned.
Jia Chensheng said, “But these sacred flowers really exist, and we indeed couldn’t stare directly at the god’s statue.”
Ning Changfeng: “Initially, there might indeed have been sacred flowers, but in the end, they were used by the Emperor and their Holy Maiden. The Flower God Festival became their game, their joyous holiday.”
He sneered, “Is there a shortage of such things, using divine beings and faith to deceive and harm people?”
The calmest at this moment was Su Wangsheng, who crouched in front of the Little Black Snake, looking closely.
“I think what Senior Ning said is right,” he said, “This National Master and the heads of the Yenan, Haobei, and other families have something in common.”
“Not in terms of their appearance, but in their atmosphere.”
“They exude a kind of twilight or senility, or maybe a lifelessness. They should be very old, but their bodies are robust, and there’s not a single wrinkle on their skin.”
Jia Chensheng said, “Are you saying that they became like this because they ate the sacred flowers that grew inside the flower attendants’ bodies? Do sacred flowers have the effect of being immune to a hundred diseases and granting immortality?”
Suddenly, he remembered the auction where he was taken by Boss Qi, and the frenzied, desire-filled gazes of these family heads when they looked at them.
Who wouldn’t want to obtain such a treasure? With it, they would have immortality, a strong body, and endless wealth.
Old Li mumbled, “Is the sacred flower a divine medicine? Is that why the Dark Swamp is called the Land of the God’s Birth?”
Leng Chang asked, “Then why don’t they just transfer a sacred flower into their body?”
“Heh, can their weak bodies handle it?”
“The sacred flower takes root and sprouts in their stomachs, growing into their veins. Can they endure a night?”
“Perhaps the human body is the awakening agent for the sacred flower.”
“They even helped us filter out the contaminated flowers.”
“The Holy Maiden said that the sacred flower needs to grow in a warm and spiritual place, nurtured by the soul and blood. In fact, the human body is the awaken and purifier of the sacred flower.”
“They only dare to eat it once it’s grown from the flower attendants’ bodies, soaked in their blood.”
The players discussed angrily and unwillingly, one comment after another.
Ning Su remained silent from the beginning to the end.
Ning Changfeng and Jia Chensheng glanced at him with unclear meaning.
Other people didn’t understand why Ning Su was so devoutly and seriously worshipping the Flower God and nurturing the sacred flower in him. However, they had some inkling of it.
Especially Ning Changfeng.
He speculated that Ning Su knew the method to see the god, which was why he was doing this.
He also knew the method to see the god, or at least he thought he did before tonight.
At this moment, he had serious doubts. He wondered if the method he had in mind was indeed true, as he had never tried to submit an answer.
When he first arrived at the Yenan family, he realized that to see the god, one must first believe in the god.
Believe, and you shall receive; doubt, and you shall not.
Faith was a necessary condition.
Later, when he arrived at the Flower God’s temple, and after hearing the Holy Maiden’s explanation, he thought he knew the method to see the god.
The Dark Swamp was called the Land of the Sleeping God, and it was also referred to as the Land of the God’s Birth by both the Holy Maiden and the family heads.
In this land, only the sacred flowers were nurtured by the Dark Swamp.
The basic knowledge in this world was that Flower Servants and Flower Attendants served the god, and in the Flower God’s temple, they served the sacred flowers.
Hence, these sacred flowers were the ‘god’.
Perhaps each sacred flower was a fragment of a god.
It could also be that each sacred flower, due to the influence of the god, had become a seed of the god.
In any case, they, as Flower Attendants, were nourishing the “Flower God” with their bodies.
The god resided in every person’s heart.
Each person had their own unique god.
The god existed due to a person’s faith and offerings.
Every person had their own god, and to see their god, they needed devout faith and had to endure nights of torment, physically and mentally nourishing their god, creating a unique god.
He had always thought this way, and he believed that Ning Su thought the same.
Therefore, without hesitation, the other was the first to lie down on the waterbed and welcomed the four-petal blood-red sacred flower into his heart.
