Qin Siyang walked up to the open white shell and took the white pearl that had lain quietly inside it for so long.
Immediately, the scene before Qin Siyang changed rapidly, and all the shells sank into the ground.
Then a shell-shaped god appeared before him.
Its two pale blue-green shells were closed together, forming a slender shape, narrow at the top and broad at the bottom, like a pipa standing upright.
Fine tidal patterns covered the shells, their lines drawing inward in concentric rings, layered like waves in the ocean. Numerous delicate silver tendrils hung along the edges, each swaying gently, sensing who knew what.
Seeing the Large God appear, Qin Siyang once again adopted an exceedingly respectful attitude. "May I ask how I should address you?"
The two shells opened a narrow crack.
A faint sliver of blue light shone through the gap.
"Tide-Listening Clam."
As the words sounded, Qin Siyang heard waves surging beside his ears, one after another, vast and resonant.
"Thank you, sacred Tide-Listening Clam, for your hard work and effort in organizing this [Succession Trial] for me."
As Qin Siyang voiced his thanks, his gaze remained deeply respectful, and he bowed to the Tide-Listening Clam again.
The Tide-Listening Clam snorted at the sight. "You were far more arrogant during the trial than you are now."
"Not at all. I have always respected you, sacred Tide-Listening Clam. It's just that when my own interests are at stake, I make an effort to fight for them."
"For instance, I believe an existence such as you, sacred Tide-Listening Clam, could never deceive an insignificant human like me. So once you agreed to my request, I questioned nothing and asked for no further promises. I simply chose to trust you."
Although Qin Siyang's words were flattery, they were