Hei Wuchang saw the situation was not favorable and quickly spoke to smooth things over:
"This young lady Loose Immortal, you have a deep connection with the deceased, right?"
"We understand that you are eager to save her, but as one of our peers, you should be more aware than anyone that for those destined to die, no one can save their life, not even our superior, King Yan!"
"Everyone has their destiny, it’s all predestined. It is the heavenly way and reincarnation, no god or man across the realms can defy it. Once defied, the backlash of the heavenly way is not something we can endure!"
Absorbing the souls of the deceased was their job.
He patiently explained to Zuzi, also wanting to complete the job quickly without wasting time, as overtime was inevitable.
It’s tough being a worker, it’s even tough being a working god.
Seeing Zuzi unmoved, Hei Wuchang continued persuading seriously:
"You’ve cultivated for hundreds or even thousands of years and become immortal. Why hold onto a mere mortal’s decades of life and death? Wouldn’t it be better to accept it and move on?"
"Moreover, think about it, if the immortals could arbitrarily change the Book of Life and Death, this world would be in chaos. Nuwa’s creation of humans back then would be for nothing, we can’t make Nuwa lose face, can we?"
Hearing Hei Wuchang bring up "Nuwa" to persuade her, Zuzi raised an eyebrow, her red lips curving slightly.
Finally, a faint smile appeared on her cold face, "Xiao Hei, take a look at the Book of Life and Death in your hands, see if Xi Rubao is really destined to die."
Hei Wuchang’s lips twitched as he pretended not to hear the piercing "Xiao Hei": "I’ve checked, I’ve checked, I saw a month ago that she was destined to meet this disaster. I knew long ago that tonight she would be pushed down the stairs and killed by her half-sister. The night shift tonight was scheduled a month ago."
Beside them White Impermanence, seeing the two talking about their work cheerfully, couldn’t resist chiming in, "This is also the trouble she brought upon herself by constantly offending the word spirit, hmph."
Zuzi said blandly, "Look again."
Gods of a higher rank suppress people; when a high god speaks, Hei Wuchang, though confused, had no choice but to go along and casually flipped through the tattered book in his hands.
And with one look, it became serious.
"What the hell, didn’t Xi Rubao basically change her core? Others at most do three good deeds a day, but she’s done over a dozen, super enthusiastic!"
"In just the past month, she helped 300 elderly ladies cross the street, tirelessly!"
"And that’s not all, an old lady even remembered her care and help after dying, knelt before King Yan to plead and have her blessings in the next life given to Xi Rubao!"
"Xi Rubao is really lucky, isn’t she actually the celestial Jinli incarnate, undergoing trials?"
"Damn, I’m impressed, this girl managed to change her doomed fate all on her own within a month, and I didn’t even know!"
Zuzi raised her brow slightly, seeming to have anticipated all of this, and said indifferently, "So, it’s time for you all to leave."
Black and White Impermanence still wanted to ask how Zuzi knew so much, which upper god she was from which Cave Heaven Blessed Land, but Zuzi didn’t give them a chance to speak: "I wonder if King Yan’s temper is still like before, punishing faulty subordinates by frying them in a pot of oil for a hundred years?"
The two black mists immediately trembled with fear, wishing they could disappear instantly.
This upper god was terrifying, knowing everything!
Just about to slip away.
Zuzi suddenly remembered something and called out to them, "Wait, give me the Book of Life and Death, I need to find someone..."