Inside the Respecting Immortals Hall, faint sounds occasionally drifted through the air.
Jiang Ruyi and Yan Shuangzi stood before the left and right walls respectively, carefully arranging the tiny Immortal Sheep sculptures one by one.
Deep within the hall, before the enormous Celestial Goat Stone Statue—
Lu Ran stood motionless with his eyes closed and his hands pressed together.
[More than four years. From the Mist Realm to the Heaven Realm—good.] A low, hoarse voice descended into his mind.
Four years?
Lu Ran's expression froze slightly before he lowered his head and smiled.
Right. He had successfully worshipped a god in 2018, and it was now 2022. Only four years had passed.
Yet those so-called four years felt like forty.
Too much had happened along the way. Especially his days in Holy Spirit Mountain—one year there was worth ten.
[Such a tiny human race, yet your talent is truly outstanding.]
Did that count as official recognition?
Lu Ran could not help thinking of his mother. "Immortal Sheep, did you ever communicate with my mother in private?"
[It seems you uncovered quite a bit of information inside Holy Spirit Mountain.] The deity's tone carried a rare trace of teasing.
Was that an indirect answer?
Lu Ran said quietly, "A Heaven Realm Executioner descended from the Heavenly Realm and entered the mountain to slaughter Great Xia's Heavenly Pride. Among them were my mother's former subordinates.
That person said my mother was immensely powerful and deeply feared by gods and devils, and that she had been invited back to the human world."
[You were indeed quite presumptuous in Holy Spirit Mountain.]
Lu Ran opened his mouth, realizing that Immortal Sheep did not wish to discuss anything else. The focus of the conversation had always remained on him.
After pondering for a moment, he