Bo Saixi's Little Secret
Bo Saixi appeared solemn and dignified on the surface, but inwardly she held this so-called Sea God in utter contempt.
This story begins ten thousand years ago.
After the Angel God and the Sea God became gods, Ah Yin retreated to the Great Ferocious Land to avoid revealing her identity. Except for protecting the Holy Spirit Hall's legacy when necessary, she did not continue to interfere in the outside world.
During this long period, although Evil was suppressed, just like the constant struggle between the two great empires of Heaven Dou and Star Luo Empire, the situation on the continent was turbulent and wars were frequent.
The family to which Bo Saixi's ancestors belonged was a branch of the Holy Spirit Hall that had been scattered and exiled.
Although the Holy Spirit Hall had secluded itself from the world back then, people still had to make a living. Those who went out were pulled onto the Baby Bus and caught up in the chaos, becoming filler babies who could not return to the Holy Spirit Hall.
At that moment, a clever young man had a sudden inspiration. "Since the continent is in turmoil and conscription is rampant throughout the empire, even if we go back, we might be caught again on the way. Why not escape to the sea for refuge? We can return to our family once the situation on the continent has calmed down."
Who would have thought that after a long and arduous journey, they would arrive at Sea God Island, only to be met with the rule that either they pass the test to stay on the island or they would be kicked out immediately.
The people who had fled here had no choice but to grit their teeth and participate in the assessment.
Those who failed the test and were expelled from the island never returned, while those who passed were forced to remain on the island forever.
Later, as time passed, over the course of ten thousand years, the Holy Spirit Hall clan also tried to have their descendants deliberately fail the test, using the excuse of being expelled from the island to return to the mainland to search for their ancestral lineage.
Unfortunately, all the tribesmen who were driven off the island disappeared without a trace, without a single reply.
In order to maintain their devout faith in the Holy Spirit, the Holy Spirit Hall people who were stranded on the island never intermarried with the island's natives who worshipped the Sea God.
While such strict secrecy prevented their secrets from being leaked, it also led to the decline of their clan.
By Bo Saixi's generation, only her parents and she remained as the direct descendants of the Holy Spirit Hall.
With the passing of their elders, Bo Saixi became the last remaining Core Flame of their tribe.
However, Bo Saixi displayed the most amazing talent in the history of the Holy Spirit Hall.
When she turned eighteen, her kind father and mother instructed her to deliberately fail the test so that she could be expelled from Sea God Island as the last bloodline of her clan and fulfill the long-cherished wish of returning to the Holy Spirit Hall.
But fate played a cruel trick on her; after she accepted the assessment, she unexpectedly triggered the Top-Tier Eight Trials.
When Bo Saixi was made the Sea God High Priest, she was extremely unwilling and felt so disgusted that she was about to vomit.
Even if the Sea God used his last second of rest to send down his divine power, and even bestowed upon her the Sea God Martial Soul, what difference would it make?
For hundreds of thousands of years, the Holy Spirit Hall has always believed in the great Holy Spirit. The cricket, a Sea God with only 20,000 years of experience, is not even worthy of shining the shoes of its own Holy Spirit.
Bo Saixi wished he could smash this island to pieces, fulfilling the long-cherished wish of his ancestors.
But under the Sea God's Divine Sense, she could only endure it.
However, compared to being banished from Sea God Island, becoming the High Priestess opened up endless possibilities for her.
With the High Priest's permission, she secretly returned to the Douluo Continent several times in an attempt to find the Holy Spirit Hall.
Unfortunately, time has changed everything, and there is no trace of the Holy Spirit Hall left on the mainland, so the search for relatives has to be delayed again and again.
Now, whenever Poseidon thinks of the Holy Spirit Hall lineage, which has been declining due to the foolish rules of the Sea God, leaving her alone to guard the island; her ancestors and people had to guard against the leakage of secrets every day, essentially being house-confined in this place pretending to believe in the Sea God, Bo Saixi hates them to the core.
That damned Sea God, he's truly courting death!
Although Bo Saixi was a high priest and outwardly displayed impeccable piety towards the Sea God, inwardly he had long since cursed the Sea God god to the core.
Every time she finished praying in the Sea God Great Hall, she would secretly add a thought to her mind:
"Great Holy Spirit, your believer is also enduring hardship today. May you have mercy and protect me, and swiftly destroy this Sea God who was born Evil and has already chosen the path of death."
The God Realm Committee, within the octagonal hall of its magnificent palace, is surrounded by light screens used to monitor the various planes of the lower realms.
Beside the enormous round table in the center of the main hall, perpetually shrouded in mist, Sea God slumped in a chair, his eyes swollen with dark circles, looking as withered as a cow or horse that had been squeezed dry.
Achoo--
He suddenly sneezed, his blue eyes narrowing slightly as if sensing something.
"Hmm? Someone in the lower realm actually triggered my Top-Tier Seven Trials?"
Before he could even show a hint of joy, the figure shrouded in a large purple cloak slowly turned to the side.
The cold voice of the God of Destruction reached his ears:
"Sea God, what are you dawdling for? Hurry up and finish the mission. If you dare to slack off even for a moment today, you'll be working a full twelve hours."
"I'll only let you work for 23 hours, 59 minutes, and 59 seconds each day, granting you a full second of precious leisure time."
"You need to learn to be grateful, understand?"
Sea God forced a smile that looked worse than a grimace:
"Yes, yes, yes... God of Destruction is right. I love my job; it brings me great joy..."
That's what he said, but his heart was already filled with the sounds of birdsong and the fragrance of flowers.
'Ah, Minos! This Divine Realm is truly not a place for gods.'
"One day in the Divine Realm is equivalent to a year in the mortal realm, with only one second of rest allowed each day. That translates to just over six minutes in the mortal realm—not even enough time to find a suitable replacement and escape."
'I'm so tired, I'm about to die!'
He couldn't help but recall the day more than a hundred days ago, when Bo Saixi had just turned eighteen and was being assessed.
On that day, Bo Saixi received the Top-Tier Eight Trials, and the Sea God happened to have a one-second break in his daily life in the Divine Realm.
Taking advantage of the God of Destruction turning away, the Sea God hurriedly directed his divine thoughts toward the Douluo Continent. Not only did the god bestow upon the Sea God Martial Soul, but he also lowered the difficulty of the Divine Trial to the lowest level and maximized the rewards.
Just one last step is needed to change the Top-Tier Eight Trials into nine, get rid of the burden, and run away...
Unexpectedly, a second passed in the blink of an eye, and the sinister voice of the God of Destruction sounded from behind:
"Sea God, what are you doing?"
The Sea God, gazing at the two flickering crimson lights beneath the hood of the God of Destruction, could only sever his connection with the man-made divine consciousness, letting it dissipate, and said resentfully:
"Oh dear, I was just thinking about how to finish tomorrow's work quickly."
It's a pity that he had finally managed to throw the Sea God's Heart into the lower realm while the God of Destruction was away, and also attached a wisp of conscious divine thought to it. Then, when the God of Destruction returned, he noticed that something was wrong and became suspicious.
If I had known this would happen, I would have been better off leaving my divine sense on Sea God Island and finding someone to take it over there.
Looking at the mountain of tasks piled up before him, and thinking about the nonsensical Top-Tier Seven Trials of the lower realm, the Sea God rubbed his sore eyes, sighed resignedly, and once again plunged into his endless life as a beast of burden.