Just listening to Rat Immortal's description,
Hermione could not help shuddering. She hurriedly picked up the Butterbeer before her, took a large gulp, then involuntarily shuddered even harder.
Zheng Qing found it rather amusing.
But after listening to Su Shijun and Rat Immortal's descriptions, a book he had read long ago suddenly came to mind.
"—It sounds a little like the gods in Investiture of the Gods."
The Young Legendary muttered this, then hurriedly explained after noticing the flicker of confusion on the witches' faces. "Investiture of the Gods is a Magic Treasure from a novel in the Bading World. It possesses incredibly powerful rule-based strength. If Tricksters, or even Bading folk, sign their names on that list, they immediately become gods and gain divine power... But in truth, many of those ultimately listed were very powerful immortals... I remember a poem describing the Investiture of the Gods: 'Those shallow-rooted and poorly blessed tread the path to godhood; those virtuous and pure of spirit join the ranks of immortals.' It means that the fortunate can become free and unfettered immortals, while the unfortunate end up on the Investiture of the Gods..."
"Mm, close enough, close enough. That's exactly what it means!"
The Yellow Calico Cat lay on the table with its paws tucked beneath it, its enormous shadow enveloping the little white mouse beside it. Hearing Zheng Qing's example, its amber eyes brightened slightly, and it nodded repeatedly. "Grand Wizards with good luck, like this mouse, take seven or eight detours and still somehow become Legends in the end. That truly means they are deeply blessed. Grand Wizards with bad luck, like Montria, lose their freedom even if they become Legends... And those with even worse luck work hard all their lives, only to end up with a Dao Seed