Jiang Lan

Upon hearing this voice, the Heavenly Gods's expression changed, and the Cloudmist that had risen beneath his feet slowly dissipated.

There was a rustling sound in the bushes, and then a little girl slowly emerged from the bushes behind the riverbank.

Like these Human Race, she was dressed very simply, wearing a coat that appeared to be sewn from some kind of white fur, and a long skirt made of the same fur on her lower body.

Unlike Human Race, this girl, who looked to be only thirteen or fourteen years old, was exceptionally beautiful. Her long, jet-black hair was styled into a cloud-like bun with a wooden hairpin. Beneath her long eyelashes were a pair of Book of Questions, sparkling eyes. Her small lips, unadorned, revealed a pale pink hue and white teeth. At the corner of her eye was a faint purple tattoo.

Her skin was fair, like White Porcelain, with a faint luster. Looking at her jade-like fingers and arms, her slender waist and fair skin, even Wisdom Immortal and Bai Qiuran couldn't help but admire her beauty.

However, the pretty young girl had a cold expression on her face, and a large, jet-black snake was clinging to her shoulder, hissing and flicking its tongue.

Upon seeing the little girl emerge, the celestial Heavenly Gods's expression changed, and he hurriedly asked, "Plague Poison God, why are you here?"

The little girl didn't answer his question immediately. She simply walked to the riverbank, glanced at the Human Race lying on the ground, then at the dragon's corpse spread out on the riverbank, and coldly said, "I poisoned this dragon; it has nothing to do with them."

"What?"

The Heavenly Gods, seeing the offering about to fly away, angrily exclaimed, "You poisoned my dragon without any reason! Even if you are True Gods in charge of Plague Poison, His Majesty the Heavenly Emperor will not tolerate you. Plague Poison High God, I advise you to reconsider and let these Human Race take responsibility for you, then I will not pursue the matter further."

"Do I need Human Race to take responsibility for me?"

The young girl snorted coldly and continued, "I am here on His Majesty's orders to test new poison Poison Pellet. If you want to make a scene before the Heavenly Emperor, go ahead. Anyway, it's your dragon's fault for being so blind as to play in the river where I'm testing poisons... You didn't watch your pet properly, and now it's dead and you want to blame me? Your dragon trespassed into His Heavenly Emperor's testing grounds, and I haven't even punished you yet! How dare a mere Divine General be so arrogant in front of me?"

"This..."

The Heavenly Gods took a step back, a hint of fear on his face.

"Get lost."

The little girl glared at him, the venomous snake on his shoulder standing erect, hissing and flicking its tongue.

"I know all the Heavenly Gods dislike me, but His Majesty the Heavenly Emperor wouldn't bother a True Gods like me for the Divine General of a mere general like you. If you don't leave, I'll use you as a test subject for His Majesty's medicine!"

"Plague Poison True God, I will remember this!"

The celestial Heavenly Gods, quite indignant, bowed to a little girl who barely reached his ankles, then angrily hoisted the dragon corpse off the ground.

"Pah! What bad luck, running into a Plague God."

He muttered angrily under his breath, his figure rapidly rising to a height of nearly a thousand feet, then soaring into the sky, carrying the black Black Dragon on his back.

The little girl clearly heard the Heavenly Gods's insults, but she didn't pay them any mind. Instead, she turned to look at the Human Race on the ground and said, "You may all get up."

"Yes."

Several Human Race, who appeared to be hunters, got up from the ground, lowered their heads, and stood far away from the little girl.

"Do you need me to escort you back to your tribe?"

The little girl hesitated for a moment before asking.

"No, no, I wouldn't dare."

The Human Race Chief quickly shook his head and said, "Your Majesty, please attend to your own affairs. We dare not delay you."

"Hmph, then you can leave on your own."

The little girl turned around and said, "Let's set off now. If we make it before dark, we should be able to get back to your tribe."

"Yes."

Several Human Race bowed their heads, and the Chief whispered, "This humble one takes his leave."

Then, as if fleeing some calamity, the Human Race ran into the Dense Forest and disappeared.

The little girl showed no reaction to the disrespectful attitude of these Human Race. She walked to the riverbank, took out a small bottle from her coat, poured it into the river, then put the bottle away and coldly asked, "Hey you over there, have you seen enough?"

At this moment, Bai Qiuran suddenly realized that the rejection that Heavenly Dao had launched against him had been lifted without his knowledge. He was now standing openly outside the Shrubbery without any attempt to hide, so the little girl easily discovered his presence.

Because this girl, who seemed to be Heavenly Gods, did not appear to have any hostility towards Human Race, Bai Qiuran touched his nose and walked out of the Shrubbery.

"Girl."

He cupped his hands in a respectful greeting to the little girl and asked, "Excuse me, where is this place...?"

"This is the Borderlands of the Human Race hunting grounds; beyond that lies a desolate Wilderness."

The little girl answered Bai Qiuran's question very coldly, then asked him, "Are you a newly born god?"

"Ah?"

Bai Qiuran looked at her hands and feet and said in surprise, "I think... I should be human."

Don't play dumb with me.

The little girl waved her hand impatiently and said, "Where in Human Race's body could you find such a vast amount of energy? If you were a Human Race, alone in this Wilderness, you would have already become food for other wild beasts."

Bai Qiuran stunned. It seemed that the Human Race in this era was not as strong as he had imagined.

"All right."

So he could only say, "Then you tell me what I am, and that's what I will be."

"From what source are you, God?"

The little girl asked again, "Even though you're a bit confused and can't remember your race, you should at least know where you were born, right?"

Bai Qiuran thought to himself, "I really don't know. From the time I can remember, it seems that I was abandoned on some battlefield and made a living by rummaging through the corpses of the dead."

He thought for a long time but couldn't come up with a good reason, so he could only awkwardly say, "I'm an orphan."

"Orphan?"

The little girl thought for a while with a strange expression, then suddenly seemed to remember something, and her expression softened considerably.

"I understand."

She said to Bai Qiuran, "You're a second-generation Heavenly Gods, right? Your parents were killed when you were born, just like me."

"Uh, am I a second-generation Heavenly Gods?"

Bai Qiuran touched her head, pretending to be confused.

It seems you're still unaware of the situation.

The little girl sighed, turned around, and said, "Come with me."

She strode forward, and Bai Qiuran quickly caught up with her, walking alongside her and asking, "May I ask your Daimyo, young lady?"

You can call me Jiang Lan.

The little girl answered Bai Qiuran's question, then asked in return, "And you? Do you have a name?"

"Have."

Bai Qiuran replied, "My name is Bai Qiuran."