Dragon Tamer
Chapter 956 - Chapter 956 Chapter 960 Usurping the Magpies Nest

Chapter 956: Chapter 960: Usurping the Magpie’s Nest Chapter 956: Chapter 960: Usurping the Magpie’s Nest “I must tell you, I was being chased and ended up here, with nowhere else to hide,” Zhu Minglang said softly to himself.

“So what about now that I’ve arrived?” Zhu Minglang asked.

“You can stay here temporarily, but please do not reveal your identity,” the woman in the Black Phoenix robe said earnestly.

I’m a god here, aren’t I? Why do I feel the need to be so cautious?

“Is someone trying to harm me?” Zhu Minglang realized.

The woman in the Black Phoenix robe nodded. She gazed outside the building and walked closer to Zhu Minglang, whispering, “The God of Fuchen has always been held in high esteem by the heavens, but he is also a thorn in the side of the other gods and heavenly dwellings. Your arrival is undoubtedly a disaster for you before I gain full control of Dragon Tail Mountain.”

“What exactly is going on with Dragon Tail Mountain? Has it been occupied by outsiders?” Zhu Minglang asked, confused.

“Yes, when I arrived, it was already a mess,” the woman in the Black Phoenix robe replied.

“You also arrived not long ago?” Zhu Minglang said, surprised.

The woman in the Black Phoenix robe nodded.

Before entering Dragon Tail Mountain, she didn’t expect it to have been taken over, and the opposition was not to be underestimated, so she couldn’t use overly aggressive methods to fully reclaim it. She had to temporarily move away from the main cliff, allowing all the serving girls to this small and secluded peak.

“Our Xuan Clan has always watched over Dragon Tail and Fuchen. Only the most exceptional and outstanding among us will become the Goddess of Dragon Tail Mountain, like a Phoenix rising from a Bluebird. The moment you were ordained as the God of Fuchen, I left the Xuan Clan and came here,” the woman in the Black Phoenix robe, Xuanmu, said.

“So your entire Xuan Clan worships Fuchen?” Zhu Minglang asked.

The woman in the Black Phoenix robe nodded and said, “Although it is not as vast as the other divine lands, we have always faithfully preserved our heritage… If it were not for the betrayal of the previous Goddess, everything here would have been orderly and pure.”

“The previous Goddess?” Zhu Minglang questioned.

“Some people ultimately forget their mission and abandon the beliefs they are supposed to uphold. These selfish individuals are just as pathetic, and even if they shine brilliantly in the future, they cannot escape the mark of their betrayal,” the woman in the Black Phoenix robe said.

Her words suddenly enlightened Zhu Minglang.

Zhu Minglang remembered clearly that Xuan Ge’s chest bore the Servant God’s Mark, and the previous girl, Qin Xiang, had it tattooed on her back, and the woman before him in the Black Phoenix robe must also have the same Servant God’s Mark.

“Could I see your chest…” Zhu Minglang suddenly said.

The woman in the Black Phoenix robe widened her beautiful eyes.

“Cough cough, I mean, could I see your Servant God’s Mark? I once saw a person with Plum Vessel’s Mark on her chest, and since you mentioned the betrayed previous Goddess, I suspect she might be the one you are talking about,” Zhu Minglang hurriedly explained.

“The Goddess has the Servant God’s Mark at the heart, while the serving maid has it on the back,” the woman in the Black Phoenix robe replied.

“Let’s still have a look, if it’s the same… I mean no disrespect, I just want to clarify what relationship the woman I know has with the God of Fuchen,” Zhu Minglang said.

The woman in the Black Phoenix robe hesitated a bit.

Although she knew this man was the god she was meant to serve, meeting him for the first time was still something new to her.

She gently pulled aside her robe, deliberately covering and shifting her hand to reveal only the skin with the Servant God’s Mark.

Zhu Minglang held his breath in concentration.

The Plum Vessel’s Mark was large and round, and her small palms could hardly cover it.

Both its position and shape were identical to the Servant God’s Mark on Xuan Ge’s chest. Of course, Xuanmu’s was much clearer, while Xuan Ge had transformed the vestige of the mark into a floral pattern from the Exotic Realm.

The Black Phoenix-clad Xuanmu tidied up her clothes, her cheeks slowly gaining a rosy tinge. However, considering that she could never escape this servile relationship in her lifetime, she tried her best to calm herself.

“So, it’s only the Goddess who has that mark over her heart?” Zhu Minglang asked.

“Yes, which is why betrayal comes at a steep price,” the Black Phoenix-clad Xuanmu replied.

“Another question: is this Goddess, like the giant statue empress selected for the God of Fuchen?” Zhu Minglang inquired.

“Yes, you and I are already husband and wife,” Black Phoenix-clad Xuanmu said, biting her lip before responding after a moment.

Zhu Minglang suddenly realized.

No wonder Li Xinghua, when calculating the thread of the matchmaking god for him, had the Xuange God connected with him through the Matchmaking God’s Thread when he clearly had no improper thoughts and was not particularly close to her…

The Xuange God was the previous generation’s Goddess of Dragon Tail Mountain.

She was likely bound by a marital contract with the previous generation’s God of Fuchen.

When the previous God of Fuchen suddenly died, likely without even having visited Dragon Tail Mountain, he perished on his journey.

Thus, the marital contract was inherited by him, the newly appointed God of Fuchen.

“Miss Xuanmu, I am not familiar with your methods of worship, but since I am now the God of Fuchen, everything shall be as I decide. You can worship me, but need not dedicate yourself to me. Our relationship should be pure–one of a deity and a worshipper–is that acceptable?” Zhu Minglang asked.

“Yes!” Xuanmu nodded.

“…” Zhu Minglang didn’t expect her to agree so readily and was momentarily startled.

No, miss, were you just waiting for me to say that? From the serious and sincere manner in which you discussed faith and duty, I thought you were staunchly determined only to marry the God of Fuchen.

Well, I’ve already spoken. I can’t take it back now.

It seems that the dream that day was indeed not a baseless spring dream; these women who worship Fuchen, most of them have ambiguous relationships with the God of Fuchen, probably a remnant of the absolute imperial privilege enjoyed by the God of Fuchen in earlier years… a right royal feudal nuisance!

The human path is indeed flourishing.

Nevertheless, Zhu Minglang will not let his persona of a virtuous man collapse.

“To keep one’s body, too, is a form of worship and cultivation,” the woman in Black Phoenix robes said calmly, her tone and demeanor as if making a statement: Both mortal men and divine gods would only hinder my cultivation speed.

In this vast world, there are too many baffling devotions; some are uplifting, while others are utterly perplexing. Zhu Minglang doesn’t know how these beliefs were instilled in the women of the Xuan Clan, but now isn’t the time to discuss this, as Dragon Tail Mountain is in chaos, and formidable enemies are emerging…

After resolving these issues, he would take time to guide these worshiping women.

“Let’s talk about Dragon Tail Mountain. What exactly are the origins of those outsiders?” Zhu Minglang said.

“They are the Stranded Guests from Hao Tian’s Heavenly Dwellings. Dragon Tail Mountain is somewhat exceptional; approximately every so often, some women who commit suicide in the Sea of Nothingness and at the Endless Nothingness are swept onto Dragon Tail Mountain. These women are mostly those who despaired in life, tormented by the worldly life, so the God of Fuchen would listen to their grievances and advocate for them. However, the price is that these women can never leave Dragon Tail Mountain and must serve Fuchen all their lives,” Xuanmu explained.

Zhu Minglang nodded. This legend was actually true; it seems Ling Song knew quite a lot.

“Due to the long vacancy of the God of Fuchen’s position, no god was there to advocate for these stranded women, and since they could not leave Dragon Tail Mountain, feelings of resentment and unwillingness grew. Hence, some old worshippers colluded from within and outside, bringing some outsiders into Dragon Tail Mountain while seeking ways to leave but also taking over this Immortal Mansion,” Xuanmu explained.

“Why can’t they leave?” Zhu Minglang asked.

“Those who seek death at the end of the continent fall into the Sea of Nothingness. Some might travel to other continents, while others would drift like leaves and wash ashore beneath our Mist Mountain. But to pass through the mist and reach Dragon Tail Mountain, certainly, one needs the Plum Vessel’s Servant God’s Seal. Most of those who wash up beneath our Mist Mountain are people who have despaired of the world. At that moment, Dragon Tail Mountain is in their hearts like an Immortal Temple detached from the mortal coil, where they can abandon all worldly troubles and resentments. Thus, most accept the deity statue within Mist Mountain granting them the Plum Vessel’s mark, letting them devote themselves wholeheartedly to serving Fuchen. While drifting in the Sea of Nothingness, their lives were already depleted; it is the celestial dew and cliff water of our Dragon Tail Mountain, along with the special Plum Vessel Divine Grace, that locks in their souls, allowing them to continue living with extended longevity. But once they leave, their lives would quickly wither,” Xuanmu explained.