Spirit Hall.
Bibi Dong sneered.
"Hypocritical Buddhism. That little fatty will probably be devoured without a single bone left."
She had seen the darkest side of human hearts; she herself was even steeped in that darkness, and could see at a glance many things others could not.
Qian Daoliu was the exact opposite of Bibi Dong. He instinctively sensed that something was wrong with Buddhism.
Of the four who had ascended to the Primordial World this time, three were in rather bleak situations. Simply keeping their lives would already be a tremendous stroke of luck.
Qian Daoliu could not help looking at his granddaughter in the light screen.
"Ancestral god, bless her. I hope everything goes smoothly for Xiao Xue. May she encounter no demonic beasts, no Buddhism, no bandits..."
Hearing Qian Daoliu's prayers, Bibi Dong's lips curled with a trace of disdain.
Was the Angel God of any use in the Primordial World?
Yet Bibi Dong's hands clenched beneath her sleeves.
Xiao Xue, my daughter... please be all right.
The light screen had blocked out the Rakshasa God's evil thoughts, leaving Bibi Dong much more clearheaded now.
"Have I become a god just like that?"
Qian Renxue stood dazed, feeling the changes within herself.
Unlike the others on the Douluo Continent, she truly knew that gods existed. One moment, she had still been agonizing over the failure of the nation-stealing plan, and the next, she had simply become a god, just like that.
But Qian Renxue did not let down her guard in the slightest.
"This Primordial World seems to far exceed my imagination. I must be cautious, cautious, and more cautious still!"
By now, Qian Renxue had regained her original appearance, but her Soul Bone's effect remained. After some thought, she made herself look utterly unremarkable before walking toward the village a short distance ahead.
Crack, crack, crack~~
As soon as she reached the village entrance, Qian Renxue heard firecrackers going off.
The villagers had all gathered before a cramped little building at the entrance, offering a pig's head, melons, fruit, and other things.
"What are they doing? Worshipping? Are there gods in the Primordial World too?"
Qian Renxue did not dare approach rashly. She knew occasions like this were solemn and must not be interrupted. Especially since she did not understand the customs, it would be all too easy for her to ruin things.
Fortunately, it did not take long. The crowd soon dispersed, and only then did Qian Renxue emerge from hiding and approach the cramped building.
A single glance left her frozen in place.
This was unlike the lofty gods she remembered. The Angel God worshipped by her Spirit Hall, for instance, had an extremely magnificent Angel God Statue.
Yet inside this little building stood a clay statue only a few feet tall. It depicted a beaming little old man, without the slightest divine majesty.
"This is a god of the Primordial World?"
Qian Renxue was utterly taken aback.
So were the viewers on the Douluo Continent.
"A god! A god of the Primordial World has appeared! Even mortals actually know gods exist."
"This god is so strange. Never mind the tiny house-even the statue is so small."
"He's no different from the old man next door. What kind of god is this?"
"How powerful could a god like this be? Could he even beat a bandit?"
Quite a few people were deeply disappointed.
"Qian Renxue? That young heir of Spirit Hall who died young?"
Some major powers also noticed Qian Renxue's presence.
In Spirit Hall, Qian Daoliu broke into a nervous sweat.
"Xiao Xue, whatever you do, don't be rash. Don't judge by appearances."
What had happened to the previous three made Qian Daoliu afraid to underestimate anything in the Primordial World, let alone anything connected to gods.
It absolutely could not be simple.
"Xiao Xue really is lucky. To think she would encounter a god as soon as she arrived. Don't worry, big brother. Xiao Xue will be fine."
The other worshippers comforted Qian Daoliu.
Qian Daoliu stared unblinkingly at the image of Qian Renxue.
Just then, as Qian Renxue stood in a daze, her vision suddenly went black. When it cleared again, she had arrived somewhere dimly lit, dark and small.
"This is... could this be where the god lives?"
Thinking of that little building, Qian Renxue ventured a guess.
"Little girl, you guessed correctly. This is my vihara."
Earth Granny appeared, dressed in yellow robes and holding a walking stick.
"Greetings, divine... senior."
For a moment, Qian Renxue did not know how to address her.
"Just call me Earth Granny."
"This junior greets Earth Granny."
Qian Renxue found Earth Granny very warm and approachable. Simply looking at her made one want to draw close, but her mind was also full of questions.
Earth Granny noticed and said with a smile, "What is it? Are you wondering why the statue outside is an old man, while I'm an old woman?"
"Please enlighten me, Granny."
"A statue is merely what mortals imagine. Whatever I look like in the hearts of the common people is what the statue looks like, and what my incense-offering incarnation looks like. But what you see now is my true, original appearance."
After that explanation, Earth Granny raised her hand without concerning herself with whether Qian Renxue understood, and a register appeared in it.
"Little girl, I haven't seen you in Qingshui Village's register. Just now, I also checked the City God's duplicate register, and your name wasn't there either. You must be an outsider, yes?"
Qian Renxue's heart jolted.
"Don't be afraid. The Primordial World is the center of all worlds. Outsiders are perfectly normal, but now that you're here, you must follow the Primordial World's rules."
As she spoke, Earth Granny opened the register in her hand.
"Give me your name. I must enter you in the register, or a hundred years from now, you'll have no choice but to become a lonely, wandering ghost."
Qian Renxue did not understand, but she understood the situation, and hurriedly gave her name.
"Qian Renxue? What an unusual surname."
Murmuring to herself, Earth Granny made a mark in the register.
"All done. Remember, from now on, you are a resident of Qingshui Village, Jianyang City, in the Eastern Continent of Superior Body. A hundred years from now, an underworld emissary will come to collect your soul. You needn't worry about becoming a lonely, wandering ghost."
Hearing "lonely, wandering ghost" twice in a row left Qian Renxue feeling a little creeped out. Seeing that Earth Granny was about to end their meeting, she quickly took something from her Storage Soul Tool.
"Earth Granny, thank you for helping me on our first meeting. Please accept this gift."
It was an azure-blue, three-dimensional triangular object.
In the Heaven Dou Empire, the imperial household erupted.
"Damn it! She actually took the national treasure, the Vast Sea Cosmic Shroud, before she left. And now she's using my treasure to curry favor with a local god of the Primordial World!"
"Spirit Hall, I demand an explanation!"
Xue Ye's chest heaved with rage.
"So this is a god of the Primordial World? She doesn't look particularly powerful."
"What's that register in her hand? Does everyone's name have to be recorded in it?"
"If your name isn't there, you become a lonely, wandering ghost when you die. If it is, an underworld emissary comes to collect your soul. Does that mean you're still under someone's control after death?"
"What a joke. What kind of god is that?"
The information revealed by Earth Granny's words set the Douluo Continent buzzing with discussion.
These were all things they had never heard of before.
"It sounds like you can't find peace even after death. Can they control the dead too?"
Some felt fear deep down. Could they not escape even in death?
At Shrek Academy, Tang San's heart had long since been churning like overturned rivers and seas.
Earth Granny! There really are gods in this Primordial World!
Tang San roared inwardly, not even noticing that his body had begun to tremble.
He had been an assassin in his previous life. Although he had known little about legendary myths, he had still known of the Earth God, the Kitchen God, and the Eighteen Levels of Hell.
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