This Human Immortal Is Too Serious-Chapter 503 - 501 This Goddess is Probably Done For

Chapter 503: Chapter 501 This Goddess is Probably Done For

The Goddess of Fortune... is she the same goddess who constructed the barriers for both the Women’s Country and the fierce beasts’ territory back then? That really took me by surprise.

The Women’s Country in the Western Wilderness, a small state that had made a deep impression on him, now enjoyed the protection of the Heavenly Dao. There were many traces left by the Innate Gods: a complete system with a Divine Pool, goddesses, and a Protective Barrier. Miraculously, it had survived the long, chaotic era of the Western Wilderness.

Previously, Wu Wang had only known that the creator of the Women’s Country was a goddess. For such a trivial matter, Wu Wang had been too lazy to use the Heavenly Dao to speculate; he had assumed this goddess had perished in the war between gods.

Hmm? From another perspective, had this Goddess of Fortune... had offspring?

Wu Wang remembered that Jiayi was a descendant of a goddess.

Ugh, it seems the focus of my concern is slightly off.

But what Wu Wang also hadn’t expected was that his current astonishment, stemming from such thoughts, appeared as a natural and familiar kind of surprise to the Goddess of Fortune. Basically, every time she suddenly appeared before mortals, she saw this kind of expression. It was without artifice and held no sense of being deliberate.

Strange, is this guy really just a bit smarter than the others? Not some reincarnation of an Ancient God?

The Goddess of Fortune sized up Wu Wang, her eyes showing a hint of amusement.

Wu Wang was also secretly sizing her up. He hadn’t had much interest originally. It was all because Zhong had carelessly mentioned something about ’liking that type,’ and now he was curious to see what his aesthetic tastes were like in Zhong’s perception.

The first thing he noted was that the goddess was quite unique. Her long dress was a mix of black and white, and her originally pitch-black hair was streaked with a few strands of silver. He couldn’t help but take a few more glances. He then felt her face was exceedingly beautiful, with a vague and ethereal quality. She had fair skin, slender legs, and well-defined features. This enchanting and mysterious figure was actually quite common among Innate Gods; without her unique aura, she wouldn’t have stood out much from the other goddesses.

"Have you seen enough?" the Goddess of Fortune asked softly, a trace of displeasure crossing her eyes.

Wu Wang quickly lowered his head, stammering, "I’m sorry, I was rude. You are...?"

"God."

The Goddess of Fortune adjusted her sitting position. Her smooth, delicate legs gently crossed, transparent crystal bands wrapped around her calves that were slightly eye-catching. Her face carried a touch of pride as she said indifferently, "You should have met the Liuli God of your Luili Realm; I am acquainted with her."

Wu Wang stood up and bowed respectfully. "Greetings, Divine One."

"Sit down."

The Goddess of Fortune’s expression softened slightly. Her peach-blossom eyes gazed at Wu Wang as if they could see through his very soul.

Wu Wang obediently sat down.

She said, "Recently, I was entrusted by the Martial God to set up a trial for you, and you completed it well."

"A trial?" Wu Wang leaned forward slightly, his expression confused. "Divine One, what trial did I participate in? I’ve been on the road these past few days."

The Goddess of Fortune smiled. "Don’t you feel a certain restlessness deep in your heart? That is the trial I gave you."

"That?" Wu Wang was dumbstruck and sighed. "I thought there was something wrong with my thoughts, that I was naturally lascivious and immoral, shaming the teacher who instructed me with such diligence. Little did I know it was a trial given by you, Divine One."

"Talking with you is quite pleasant... a trial, tsk." The Goddess of Fortune chuckled. "Alright, I won’t tease you any further. I’ve known the Martial God for a long time and heard he took a disciple, so I came to see you. Since you’ve passed my trial, I should offer you a welcoming gift. Tell me, I can grant you three wishes."

"Three wishes?"

"Exactly."

I wish for world peace!

Wu Wang almost blurted out the words, but fortunately, he had good self-control.

Seeing Wu Wang somewhat bewildered, the Goddess of Fortune said impatiently, "Just ask for whatever your heart desires."

Wu Wang inquired, "Can the dead be revived?"

"They cannot."

Disappointment showed on Wu Wang’s face as he sat there, deep in thought. The Goddess of Fortune’s lips, however, curved into a faint smile as she waited for Wu Wang’s answer.

If this guy shows even a hint of greed, that would reduce some suspicion, the Goddess of Fortune mused. She had always felt that this Qing Shan was a pawn others were using to scheme against the Martial God.

After a moment, Wu Wang spoke up, "Goddess, do I have to use all three wishes right now?"

"You must use them now," the Goddess of Fortune replied slowly. "I can’t possibly come again."

"Must they be about myself?"

"You may ask," the Goddess of Fortune said, her eyes flickering with contemplation, "but it must be within reason."

"Please forgive my many questions, Divine One, but I would also like to know the nature of the Dao over which you preside..."

"The fate of all living beings." The Goddess of Fortune stated, "This is your last question."

Wu Wang smiled. "My first wish is for my close friends and family—those with whom I share a loving relationship—to be distanced from misfortune and drawn closer to good fortune."

The Goddess of Fortune nodded slightly and pointed a finger at Wu Wang. A faint mark of a magpie instantly appeared on the back of his hand.

"You are now a lucky star, capable of bringing good fortune to those around you."

"Really?" Wu Wang curiously looked at the back of his hand.

The Heavenly Dao has already begun to analyze the principles of the Goddess of Fortune’s Dao.

Unbeknownst to the Goddess of Fortune, her Dao was on the verge of being fully comprehended by Wu Wang. She added, "However, my Divine Art can only last for a hundred years."

Wu Wang tentatively asked, "Then for my second wish, may I seek you out after a hundred years to renew this ’lucky star’ status?"

"Of course." The corners of the Goddess of Fortune’s mouth curved into a slight smile. "You have one last wish. If you desire a hundred years of romantic fortune, I can make an exception and bestow that blessing upon you."

Wu Wang was speechless.

Only children demand to have everything. Adults know that wanting everything is definitely unbearable!

After some thought, he spoke slowly, "Since you have already granted me good fortune, then I shall request misfortune as well. My third wish is for misfortune to befall anyone who harbors malicious intent toward me."

The Goddess of Fortune frowned slightly. Her fingers moved deftly, as if already commanding Divine Power to prepare a Divine Art, but she said, "That does not seem like something a martial artist would say. Are you afraid of strong opponents?"

Wu Wang sighed. "I fear not only strong opponents but also those who disguise themselves as friends to approach me. Divine One, our existence and journey in this world are already filled with great difficulties. Merely surviving is a luxury, and being caught in the turmoil of the times makes one lose control over one’s life."

Divine Light brewed at her fingertips as the Goddess of Fortune replied softly, "You are also under the protection of the Martial God. Are you sure this is your third wish?"

"I am sure!" Wu Wang answered earnestly, "The Martial God’s protection ensures I am safe within the Martial God World, but after I grow stronger, I want to travel far and wide, to experience different landscapes and admire the majestic rivers and mountains of this world."

"The majestic rivers and mountains..." The Goddess of Fortune seemed touched, murmuring to herself with a look of helplessness in her eyes. "This world is nothing more than a barren cage."

"A cage?" Wu Wang’s eyes showed concern.

"There’s no need for you to know. This tale is still too distant for you," the Goddess of Fortune said, pointing at Wu Wang again. "Then I shall fulfill your wish, granting you a new fortune—this fortune shall be named ’Misfortune to All Enemies!’"

HUMMM—

Divine Light erupted before Wu Wang’s eyes. The Goddess of Fortune’s fingertip seemed to ignite a sun, a wondrous and ethereal Dao melody pouring into his very being.

Just then, the Goddess of Fortune let out a surprised "Oh?" as if she had noticed an anomaly.

Wu Wang’s spiritual mind instantly tensed, and the Heavenly Dao rapidly calculated what anomaly had occurred.

Something is wrong!

The Divine Power of the Goddess of Fortune was vanishing into thin air at an alarming rate, as if a black hole had appeared out of nowhere and swallowed it whole!

I’ve separated both my true form and this incarnation from the Heavenly Dao; the Goddess of Fortune’s Divine Arts should certainly not affect my true form!

"Focus your mind!" the Goddess of Fortune suddenly spoke, urgency in her voice.

Her finger seemed stuck to Wu Wang’s forehead. Her Divine Power dissipated in a flash, the intense Divine Light piercing through the entire carriage frame, then transforming into a pillar of light that shot into the sky, breaking through layers of clouds!

This! How can this be?!

When the Goddess of Fortune tried to retract her Dao, she was horrified to discover it no longer responded to her will...

The strange phenomenon surrounding Wu Wang’s carriage caused the entire convoy to halt abruptly. Onlookers were astonished at the sight of the splendid column of Divine Light, large question marks forming in their minds.

Isn’t the Envoy in the Martial Soul Realm? Even if he’s breaking through from the Martial Soul Realm to the Martial Spirit Realm, the commotion shouldn’t be this grand!

High above the clouds, the Liuli God had risen, watching the pillar of light intently. Sensing the Dao melody within, he dared not utter another word.

On the bank of the long river of time, within that void, Zhong Ling sat on a patch of broken land, staring blankly. Seeing the rainbow now hanging above the river of time, she couldn’t help but reveal a sly smile.

"Wow, how beautiful! Master is another step closer to transcendence. The Candle Dragon’s daughter has done a great service!"

Meanwhile, on a nearby hill, the Martial God stood with his hands behind his back, watching this scene. He then looked up and sighed deeply.

"Touching!" The Martial God exclaimed, "Little Nu is a true brother—no! A true sister! To expend so much Divine Power to bless my disciple! Indeed, Elder Brother was right; goddesses are truly fond of saying one thing while feeling another!"

"Wasn’t that Divine Power used a bit too excessively?" The Water God murmured, "Although Little Nu’s Fortune Dao is extremely mysterious, satisfying a young person’s wish shouldn’t have..."

"Something’s not right!" Two beams of Divine Light burst from the Martial God’s eyes. With a step forward, he lunged, grabbing the Water God and flashing directly into Wu Wang’s carriage.

Within the carriage, the Goddess of Fortune’s complexion was deathly pale. Her finger was pressed against the forehead of Wu Wang’s incarnation, her whole body trembling continuously. The "sin" on her chest even showed noticeable fluctuations... Of course, such details were unimportant.

Qing Shan and the Goddess of Fortune seemed to be held fast by some force, both unable to move an inch.

The Martial God made a snap decision. His figure flashed to the side of Wu Wang and the Goddess of Fortune, and with a hand chop, he struck directly at the Goddess of Fortune’s finger.

He certainly couldn’t smash his own precious disciple’s head, could he?

BANG!

HUMMM—

A swath of seven-colored rosy light blossomed from the carriage, instantly sweeping across hundreds of miles. But this rosy light was merely pure light and shadow, with no impact force, nor did it pose any threat to plants or living creatures.

The pillar of Divine Light finally began to dim slowly, and the carriage returned to tranquility.

"Qing Shan!" Senior Sister Chun Luan called out loudly.

The wooden door of the carriage was pushed open, and Wu Wang walked out from within, speaking slowly, "Just now, the Martial God granted me many insights into the Martial Arts, which is why it was a bit noisy. None of you need to worry; let’s continue heading back to Liuli City. Also, regarding what I just received from the Martial God, please keep it a secret as much as possible. Don’t go around spreading rumors needlessly... In case it stirs up other young people and leads them to cultivate with frenzied obsession, that wouldn’t be good."

Having said that, Wu Wang turned back to the carriage, firmly shutting the door behind him, and stepped into the water bubble taller than a person in front of him.

Inside the water bubble was another world entirely, arranged like a simple mansion.

On a bed shimmering with ripples of light, the Goddess of Fortune lay with vacant eyes, her beauty like a work of art. Both the Martial God and the Water God wore urgent expressions; the former’s fingers pressed on the Goddess of Fortune’s head, while the latter seemed to be checking her pulse.

Wu Wang approached, an innocent and harmless look on his face.

The Goddess of Fortune’s lips parted and closed, mumbling, "Gone... all gone..."

"How can Divine Power just disappear without cause?"

"Little Nu," the Water God asked, "what did you do just now?"

"Yes, you, with so much Divine Power—Divine Power accumulated over a million years," the Martial God whispered, "how is this possible? This!"

The Goddess of Fortune struggled to turn her head, looking towards the young dancer who seemed ’at a loss.’

"Who are you?"

"Divine One, I am Qing Shan..."

"Who are you, really?!" The Goddess of Fortune seemed to regain some strength, her voice quivering. "Why would all of my Divine Power be depleted by casting a single Divine Art, and my Great Dao overextended? I... COUGH, COUGH!"

A sense of apology welled up in Wu Wang, and he quickly stepped forward.

I’ve already deduced the cause of this accident using the Heavenly Dao’s calculations, but given my current identity, it’s naturally impossible to discuss this with the three strong gods. Well, to be precise, two strong gods. For the next few tens of thousands of years, the Goddess of Fortune will basically be in a semi-debilitated state.

Everything had to start from the Divine Art just performed by the Goddess of Fortune.

’Misfortune to All Enemies.’

This was Wu Wang’s third wish, which the Goddess of Fortune had simply materialized into a Divine Art. The problem lay in that single word—simple. The goddess had no idea of the wondrous applications of her Fortune Dao, nor could she have anticipated what encounters this martial artist named Qing Shan would face, or what enemies he would confront.

’Misfortune to All Enemies’—this Divine Art, under the Goddess of Fortune’s ’unrestricted’ premise, forcefully interfered with the fate of Wu Wang’s incarnation for the next hundred years. This interference crossed the spans of time! From that moment onward, all of Wu Wang’s enemies would suffer varying degrees of misfortune.

If Wu Wang were just an ordinary living being, even if he could cultivate to become an advanced Divine General under the Martial God, the enemies Wu Wang would face in the future would at most be a few Divine Generals. Imposing misfortune on a few Divine Generals who were originally living beings would naturally not be too much of a burden for the Goddess of Fortune.

But who would Wu Wang’s incarnation face in the future?

The Candle Dragon.

And it was highly likely that within a hundred years, Wu Wang would stand before the Candle Dragon. This incarnation named Qing Shan was meant to climb step by step, eventually challenging the Candle Dragon in the Outer Sky!

The Goddess of Fortune, through her Dao, spanning the river of time, had placed a curse of misfortune on the future Candle Dragon, who was to become Wu Wang’s adversary! Even more potent, after receiving this blessing from the Goddess of Fortune, as long as Wu Wang faced the Candle Dragon in the future, the Candle Dragon would be enveloped by misfortune! Even if it couldn’t cause the Candle Dragon to suffer a brain hemorrhage from a mere sneeze, it would still give Wu Wang a slight increase in his odds of winning.

The Candle Dragon was merely the highest-ranking among Qing Shan’s enemies. Wu Wang was determined to follow the path of Emperor Suiren, fighting his way up through the Outer Sky...

In short, the Goddess of Fortune, in her muddled state and due to her lack of understanding regarding ’Qing Shan’s’ future development, had directly deployed the Divine Art ’Misfortune to All Enemies’ and nearly destroyed herself.

At this moment, the Goddess of Fortune’s Divine Power was completely exhausted, her Dao had plunged into silence, and her Divine Soul was listless. Aside from her divine body, which had been steeped in Divine Power for years and remained undamaged, she was essentially no different from a Deposed God.

These words, of course, I cannot say out loud.

But the Martial God seemed to have suddenly realized something and muttered, "I think I understand."

"Understand what?" the Water God immediately asked.

"’Misfortune to All Enemies’... In other words, Little Nu intended to impose misfortune upon Qing Shan’s future enemies." The Martial God continued in a low voice, "If Qing Shan becomes strong enough and is hated by powerful Divine Spirits, then... misfortune will descend upon those Divine Spirits when Qing Shan faces them. Little Nu’s Divine Power was drained by this Divine Art, passed through that mysterious Dao of mortal fortunes, and has landed upon the enemies Qing Shan will face in the future."

"A hundred years..." The Goddess of Fortune weakly said, "That is the time limit I set for the Divine Art: one hundred years."

The Water God quickly asked, "Little Nu, can you sense where your Divine Power has gone?"

The Goddess of Fortune closed her eyes and concentrated. Soon, she furrowed her brows and shook her head slightly. "My Dao has fallen silent for the moment. That Divine Art... it overextended my Dao. It will need at least tens of thousands of years of recuperation to recover."

"Tens of thousands of years?"

"This!"

The Martial God turned to look at Wu Wang and muttered, "So, for the next hundred years, this kid’s fate is basically set; he will encounter extremely powerful enemies. No, that’s not quite right. For Little Nu to end up in such a sorry state and pay such a heavy price, Qing Shan’s enemies could only be me, Old Water, Yinyinhu, and a few others, or..."

"His Majesty." The Water God slowly uttered these two words, and it became deathly quiet within the barrier.

Wu Wang spoke in a low voice, "Martial God, I wish to be frank about something."

The Martial God said, "Speak."

Wu Wang’s eyes flashed with a sharp light. Showing not the slightest hint of timidity before the three gods, he stated, "I want to become the first living being to defeat a Divine Spirit!"

The Water God looked enlightened, while the Goddess of Fortune’s face was full of regret. The Martial God gazed at Wu Wang. Their eyes met, neither containing any probing.

"No, you are fated only to be the third." The Martial God raised two fingers and shook them. "My elder brother was the first; he defeated every Outer Sky god except for the Candle Dragon. There’s another: Eastern Emperor Taiyi from an adjacent heaven. He is of the Human race by birth and is now a true supreme being—extremely formidable. If you want to be a living being who defeats gods, you can only be the third."

"Hmm." A trace of longing appeared in Wu Wang’s eyes.

"Then what about me?" The Goddess of Fortune, struggling slightly, sat up. She looked at the Martial God, then the Water God, and finally, her gaze settled on Wu Wang. "Water God, please use your Divine Art on him once. Sense his past and future. I want to see what kind of person my Divine Power has been expended on."

A sense of alarm surged in my heart.

The Water God looked at Wu Wang, revealing a kind smile.

My thoughts whirled at lightning speed. Almost within the span of a breath, I constructed a flawless past and future story for this incarnation, relying on the Heavenly Dao.

"I think there’s no need," the Martial God suddenly spoke up. "Doesn’t your Divine Art already say it all?"

"Martial God," Wu Wang said quietly, "although I haven’t fully understood what happened, this goddess was injured, and I must share some of the responsibility."

"Alright then, have it your way. The Divine Art won’t do any harm, and Old Water has some understanding of the Dao of time himself."

The Water God said, "Young man, come forward."

"Alright." Wu Wang stepped forward without hesitation, and the Water God took his wrist.

On the Water God’s chubby face, his expression began to subtly shift as he slowly raised his head to look at ’Martial Artist Qing Shan,’ who was just an arm’s length away. He seemed to have found something amiss.

Why would a living being born in the Outer Sky have such a perfectly five-element-balanced body? Living beings are born from the resonance between consciousness and the Dao. The Dao rules are incomplete in the Outer Sky, so living beings nurtured in the Outer Worlds inherently have deficiencies... This Qing Shan...

"Water God?"

"Ah, it’s nothing," the Water God said with a smile. "You practice Martial Arts every day, yet your wrists are still so supple. Not bad, not bad at all. Let me properly sense what kind of splendid future you will have."