Goddess of Oaths

"Fulfilling a vow? Transcendence?"

Geruiya's cultivation level was still very low, and she did not understand Rosela's words for the time being.

But she had already sensed Rosela's unwavering resolve.

After so many years, she was finally reunited with her mother, and she didn't want Rosela to leave her so soon.

"Mother, do these two things really need to be done as soon as possible? Can't we postpone them for a while?"

Rosela patted her daughter's head and smiled gently.

"Now that I've chosen this path, I will walk it resolutely."

"I can choose to delay, or I can choose to give up, because I am now standing at the top of the Sacred River Heavenly Land."

"But then, how am I any different from Tashaluona in doing this?"

"But, Mother, I can't bear to part with you. We've only just been reunited."

Geruiya sighed.

"Geruiya, do you still remember the White Tower Family's motto?"

"Certainly."

Geruiya spoke solemnly.

"A vow is our bone, a steadfast will our soul."

"Yes, the oath is the bone, and the unwavering will is the soul."

"So, Geruiya."

Rosela spoke to her earnestly.

"I will always remember this."

"Don't worry about what happens after I leave. The powerful beings of the Sacred River Heavenly Land won't do anything to you."

But you must always remember the family oath.

"Cultivate yourself diligently, and live a humble life."

"I understand, Mother."

Geruiya lowered her head, then thought for a moment and asked again.

"Mother, when will you approximately leave the Sacred River Heavenly Land?"

"At most 30,000 years."

Rosela gazed into the distant depths of time and space, a resolute glint in her eyes.

"Thirty thousand years..."

Geruiya's mouth was wide open.

She was eager to leave as soon as possible, thinking that Rosela would be gone in a few months or years.

I never imagined it would take 30,000 years.

Her previous life had never been as long as 30,000 years.

The expression on Geruiya's face upon seeing her.

Rosela chuckled softly.

"Geruiya, you are my daughter, destined to become an immortal deity. Stop using mortal timescales to measure the lives of gods."

"Thirty thousand years may be the birth, rise, and fall of a civilization, but to the gods, it is but a fleeting moment."

"You'll have to get used to it in the future."

Rosela looked at Geruiya in front of her, still having thoughts in her mind.

If she knew that the time scale of each Transcendence emperor was measured in hundreds of millions of years, she would be even more astonished.

"Okay, Mother."

Geruiya regained her composure and calmed herself down.

Yes.

Her mother is currently the River Lord, the Sovereign of the Sacred River Heavenly Land, and the Empress of the Divine Court of Natural Disaster. This is perfectly normal, given that her reign is measured in tens of thousands of years.

"Thirty thousand years is still a long time for you."

"Geruiya, while I'm still on the Sacred River Heavenly Land, I need you to improve your strength as soon as possible."

"I don't want to go back into the River of Time to pull you out again."

"Rosela teased."

Then she asked again.

"Also, I heard you've recently been inquiring about the Witt Family in Femore Heavenly Land."

"Yes, Mother."

Geruiya lowered her head again.

The unintentional authority her mother now exuded filled her with awe.

She still said it.

"I've been thinking, the Witt Family are, after all, descendants of me and our White Tower Family. Now that I've become a princess of the Divine Court of Natural Disaster and have the ability to take care of my descendants, I still want to lend them a hand."

"You're right, Geruiya."

Rosela nodded.

"The Witt Family is indeed a descendant of the White Tower Family, and they are connected to us by blood."

"How about this?"

"If there are any outstanding young people, perhaps we could allow them to restore the White Tower's name and receive training from the Divine Court."

"But there's one thing you must remember."

Rosela said solemnly.

"The Divine Court of Natural Disaster, not the Divine Court of Natural Disaster of my mother and son, but the Divine Court of Natural Disaster of the White Tower Family."

"To inherit the White Tower's name, one's actions must conform to the requirements of virtue."

"If my descendants are wicked and morally corrupt, I would rather not have them at all."

"I understand, Mother. I know what to do."

"Um."

Rosela nodded.

"Then, do what you want to do."

Time flies by like flowing water.

After Rosela became the Sovereign of the Sacred River Heavenly Land.

Nearly 30,000 years have passed in this world.

For 30,000 years, the world has been peaceful and stable.

Radiance shines over the world, and darkness has nowhere to hide.

Justice and virtue prevail among mankind, while evil and corruption perish in the shadows.

This is the best of times for mortals, because under the leadership of the Divine Court of Natural Disaster, even the most righteous gods cannot wantonly slaughter mortals without cause.

Even the most powerful noble families, whose lineage has lasted for millennia, cannot arbitrarily harm commoners.

People should be friendly and united with each other, and nations should live in peace.

Wars were rare, and diseases were difficult to spread.

The Priest and Divine Priest of the gods proclaim the glory of the divine upon the earth.

The legions of the kings protect every adventurer who traverses the Void.

In such a peaceful environment.

Countless geniuses rose up, and with the golden river formed from the Immortal Imperial Blood Land of Being, the ancient cultivation system truly revived.

Most of the powerful gods and Mortal Legend are people who practice ancient cultivation systems.

The root of all this is the great Empress of Natural Disaster, the River Lord, Rosela.

She extolled Holiness virtues and proclaimed the Holiness greatness of the Immortal Emperor and the Sacred Emperor.

The things and principles favored by the Supreme ruler will naturally be followed by countless people.

Therefore, this era is also known as the "Age of Reverence for the Sacred".

Bard sang praises of the greatness of the Empress of Natural Disaster in taverns and squares.

The Siren, who loves to sing, sings beautiful songs by the sea rocks.

As the daughter of Rosela, Geruiya was also highly regarded by the gods and kings of the Divine Court of Natural Disaster.

And Geruiya did not disappoint them. He possessed the noble Blood of the Creator and, over the course of thirty thousand years, became a powerful deity through the Divine Office of the Oath.

She is known as the Goddess of Oaths.