He stared at Shi Nian, his eyes seemingly harboring other implications.
This was different from what Shi Nian had imagined, and she couldn't help but frown.
"Sister." Xiaojiu couldn't help but say: "Hurry, you should go, you are the Heavenly Dao, this Heavenly Dao is you."
With Shi Nian taking control of the Heavenly Dao again, everything would return to the right track.
Heavenly Dao?
She is the Heavenly Dao?
Shi Nian was momentarily stunned.
Xiaojiu's voice grew even more anxious: "Sister, it's true. When they betrayed us, the Heavenly Dao imposed divine punishment. The Three Realms fell into disaster. To save this disaster, sister took human form. At that time, to save the world, I became Xiaotong, waited for ten thousand years, and finally waited for sister. And the other deities, they also sacrificed their power, all of which were contained in Xiaotong. Now that sister has achieved the Great Dao and regained control, it's only natural."
As Xiaotong narrated.
Shi Nian seemed to remember something as well.
Her gaze became more indifferent, her expression increasingly cold.
Heavenly Dao.
So, she is the Heavenly Dao.
The Heavenly Dao, born without sentiment.
It is said to be unsentimental.
When the world was on the verge of destruction, she had also manifested in physical form, weeping for this scarred world.
At this moment.
Shi Nian also came to know the identities of the remaining deities.
No wonder.
No wonder Yun Jian and the others, struck by divine thunder, just fell to the Immortal World and even managed to start over.
The elder sisters became mortals, deprived of their fortunes, struggling in small worlds.
Originally.
It was them who contained all the Divine Power in Xiaotong.
That's why Xiaotong possesses such might.
The other deities naturally turned out to be Mu Nanqing, Lu Xingzhi, Yun Jian, and Lin Tiantian.
The four of them, plus the three betraying deities along with Qian Ji, total eight. The last deity is the Xiaojiu before us.
The Nine Heavenly Goddess mentioned by Xiaotong previously must be this Xiaojiu.
Nine deities.
Some betrayed.
Some harbored ulterior motives.
But there were also those.
Who, to restore the Heavenly Dao, were willing to sacrifice all their power, willing to repeatedly sink into the sea of suffering.
Shi Nian sighed.
She slowly walked towards Qian Ji.
Qian Ji also quietly watched her.
Shi Nian said calmly, "You are very strong now, the Power of Faith has preserved most of your Divine Power. Qian Ji, you actually have no need for the Lower Realm."
The catastrophe barely harmed Qian Ji himself, and moreover, he had soaked up the Power of Faith from various small worlds early on. With the Power of Faith protecting him, he had always maintained his peak combat strength.
Qian Ji gave a wry smile: "Indeed, you can't be deceived about anything."
"So, what about it?" Shi Nian looked at him: "They betrayed because they had schemes. What about you? You don't want to control the Heavenly Dao, so why did you go through such a big loop?"
The words of Shi Nian were filled with pure confusion.
Qian Ji looked at her, a flash of emotion Shi Nian couldn't understand passed through his eyes.
He said slowly, "Actually, this isn't the first time you've taken human form."
Shi Nian frowned slightly, puzzled.
Qian Ji smiled, "A long, long time ago, I thought the Heavenly Dao was always emotionless, always fair, I thought the Heavenly Dao was just a dead object. Until I saw you manifest from the Heavenly Dao."
Shi Nian listened expressionlessly.
It seemed there was such a case.
Being the Heavenly Dao for a long time was always boring, and so she took human form to travel through the various small worlds, during which time she liked to call herself the Nine Heavenly Goddess.
"You roamed three thousand worlds, and I always accompanied you," Qian Ji's gaze held strange tenderness: "In the first small world, I was the fish you raised. In the second world, I was the sword in your hands, in the third world, I became your close friend, in the fourth world..."
"In so many worlds, I have always, always been with you."
Shi Nian frowned slightly, vaguely remembering.
"Look, what are precious memories for me, are almost forgettable for you," sighed Qian Ji.
"So what? What's your purpose in doing all this?" Shi Nian asked directly.
"Why?" Qian Ji stared intently at Shi Nian, trying to find something else in her eyes, but all he saw was desolation.
Qian Ji gave a wry smile: "It's probably because, I just wanted you to really look at me for once."
Shi Nian was somewhat baffled.
Qian Ji said, "You are the Heavenly Dao, you are inherently emotionless. When you traveled the three thousand worlds, you could cry and laugh, but I know, you were just simulating emotions, you inherently lack emotions. But, I am not satisfied. I want you to truly have emotions, and I want your emotions to be for me alone!"