Chapter 42: The Power of Creation

  Su Qi didn't understand what Su Rui was excited about. Isn't entering someone else's boundary just like falling into a trap set by others? If you've become someone else's prey, what is there to be happy about? Is it to prove indirectly that you're very valuable?

  "Good grief! What's the point of hiding now that everything has been discovered?" Ruiwen pulled down Su Qiyue to the ground, and only then did she realize in surprise that what she had thought was the reflection of the lights on the ground onto the sky was actually the glow emanating from the seal on the ground. The twinkling lights were like the stars shining brightly in the sky.

  "What is this that's glowing?" Su Qi Ruo curiously squatted down and gently touched the spot where the light was flashing, but unfortunately, it felt cold to the touch, just like touching marble. The light seemed to be hidden deeper inside.

  "Stars, what else can shine at this late hour?" Si Ruiwen retorted, annoyed. Why did Su Qiyu always ask such stupid questions?

  Su Qi Ruo didn't mind the unfriendly tone of Xi Rui Wen and thought to herself that she really didn't know, so if Xi Rui Wen was unhappy, let him say it himself. As long as he was willing to tell her, that was enough. Su Qi Ruo thought this way and responded with a sentence, "Why aren't the stars above?"

  "Grandfather, how could it not be up there?" Si Ruiwen gave Su Qi a white look, "This is the human tribe's Star Array, using the power contained in the star to cast the array, what comes out naturally is the real star!"

  Su Qi nodded as if he had suddenly realized something, and indeed, in ancient China, there was such a saying. Now that he has seen it with his own eyes, he can't help but feel a little excited. The crystallization of the wisdom of the ancient Chinese people is actually comparable to the power of the gods, which is really impressive.

  "Master Si indeed has a broad vision." Suddenly, an old man appeared in the Star Array, who didn't look very old, probably just over fifty years old. He looked spirited and energetic, similar to those uncles exercising in the garden.

  "Where did you come from?" Si Ruiwen glanced at the old man lightly and replied lazily, with a tone similar to that of a eunuch in a palace drama speaking to a subordinate, impatient and slightly disdainful.

  The old man's attitude towards Si Ruiwen was also nonchalant, probably due to the calmness forged by age. He spoke in an unchanged tone, "This old humble self is unknown and insignificant, even if I said it, Master Si wouldn't know. I only hope to invite Master Si's little girl behind him to have a cup of tea."

  "Have a cup of tea?" It can't be the Hongmen Banquet, right? Su Qi Ruo didn't think that someone who could set up a stellar formation would invite him to have tea was a good thing, no matter how he looked at it, there seemed to be a few hints of conspiracy.

  "Are you drinking spiritual tea?" Si Ruiwen smiled lightly, and the old man immediately retreated two steps in alert. Si Ruiwen continued slowly, "Looking at your humble human tribe, I suppose you can't take out any good spiritual tea, so Grandfather has no interest."

  "Hehe..." The old man smiled benevolently, "This old bones hasn't exercised in many years, I'm afraid I can only offend you."

  "First courtesy, then martial arts?" Su Qi's mind flashed a sentence.

  Su Qi Ruo's mind suddenly appeared a thread of inexplicable resentment. She resented her parents for being born into the divine tribe, resented that her own divine heritage had not awakened yet, she resented Lu Ke for being forced to like that little girl, and she resented Lu Ke for not being by her side at this moment... Countless thoughts flooded Su Qi Ruo's mind, with both her own and others' resentments mixed together. The scenes overlapped with her memories, making it impossible to distinguish which ones were hers and which ones belonged to others... What was wrong with herself?! Su Qi Ruo tightly covered her head with both hands, the chaotic memories made her head ache severely. How could this be? What was wrong with herself? Were these things also part of the heritage? Why did she feel such a severe headache? And why did her heart ache so much?

  "The water god nourishes all things, and all living things obey." Su Qi's mind suddenly calmed down, the soft chanting voice was like a gentle stream that smoothed out Su Qi's turbulent thoughts, and also like a mother's gentle lullaby in her child's ear, letting Su Qi's thoughts gradually settle down.

  "The Water God nourishes all things..." Su Qi Ruo's eyes were suddenly filled with vibrant greenery, the lush colors making her feel expansive and carefree. All her previous grievances vanished in an instant, leaving only a sense of peace and tranquility. The sky began to drizzle with gentle rain, moistening the earth and all living things. The tender shoots that had broken through the soil swayed gently in the rain, their new branches unfolding. Su Qi Ruo stood amidst this nourishing rain, feeling the intense vitality emanating from all living things as they grew. Softly, she seemed to hear the sound of flowers blooming, warm and subtle.

  Su Qi Rao's feet were no longer on the sparkling stars but on the soft earth. The ground beneath her was soft and fluffy, like stepping on a cloud. However, the delicate and soft earth did not sink under Su Qi Rao's feet, instead it firmly supported her, allowing her to move forward effortlessly. Raindrops fell onto the earth and were immediately absorbed by the soil, making the entire land feel like a sponge, constantly absorbing water, without knowing when it would be filled up.

  The sky is a vast expanse of gray haze, yet it doesn't feel oppressive, only an indescribable comfort and tranquility, as if the sky was always meant to be this way, with thick clouds accumulated, gently sprinkling fine rain.

  Su Qi raised her head to touch the fine rain in mid-air, and those raindrops seemed to have a life of their own, constantly surging towards Su Qi's palm. As the raindrops gathered more and more, Su Qi clearly felt the infinite vitality hidden in the vast rain curtain, a boundless creative power that flowed endlessly.

  "The Water God nourishes all things..." Su Qi murmured softly.

  "This is...!" The old man was shocked by Su Qi's power, his eyes wide with wonder. Vitality, vigorous vitality! Wasn't this the power of vitality that he had been longing for when his life was in danger? Now, this power that could bring people back from the dead appeared before him, and the old man was so excited that he couldn't control himself.

  Shi Ruwen's expression was complex, he felt more clearly than the old man the vitality of Su Qi's body, which was the creative power of the water god. Su Qi's power had further awakened. However, this power also contained a familiar feeling, it was the power from the gathering place of the ghost tribe in the back mountain. Although it was faint, he felt it clearly. Could it be that the white stone head he picked up in the cave on the back mountain was actually part of the water god's power? No wonder the back mountain gave birth to the ghost tribe, the creative power was truly enviable...

  "So..." Xie Ruwen turned his head and gave the old man a charming smile, "You're no longer valuable!" A golden light burst forth from Xie Ruwen's eyes, and in an instant, the old man felt danger approaching but didn't have time to react before he vanished without a trace.

  "Power of creation..." Xi Ruiwen walked towards Su Qiruo who was still immersed in the transmission, "Let me also feel it, okay?"