Xyrin Empire
Chapter 550 Rogue Masters Divine Technique

Chapter 550: Chapter 550 Rogue Masters Divine Technique

"Hey, kid, not bad at all," some female hooligan approached with a rascally grin, chuckling, "I never thought you Xyrin people had gotten so strong that even a high order Divine like me would get beaten so badly. Although my strength has greatly decreased after being sealed for tens of millions of years, you’re quite powerful yourself—hey, what’s that look for? You wanna fight some more?"

"I would if I could even move," stiff as a floating corpse in space, I rolled my eyes at the odd fellow next to me, "First, I need to make sure you’re not hostile, right? You almost wiped me out with a cosmic collapse just now, sis! Cosmic collapse! How did you even come up with that?"

"Alright, I apologize."

She apologized in a very bachelor-like manner, displaying a character so refreshingly straightforward it took me by surprise, executing a sincere ninety-degree bow, "However, I was controlled by Abyss energy earlier. You know how it is... So let’s not dwell on such trivial matters."

Typical hooligan nature, after all.

"Now we can have a proper talk," I tried to change positions with effort but the pain shooting from every single cell made me immediately stop that masochistic attempt, "Thanks for crushing those billions of kilometers of space on your way here, the rescue ships won’t be finding this place anytime soon... What’s your name? We haven’t even introduced ourselves despite all the fighting."

"Shi Yima’er? Bingdisi? Poison Wing, ah, what a nuisance of a name, my idiot father really... Just call me Bingdisi," the self-proclaimed "Goddess" Bingdisi reached out to shake my hand, then nonchalantly grasped my immobile arm to complete the historic handshake, giving it a few shakes, "What’s yours? I know plenty of Xyrin folks, but I’ve never heard of someone like you. With your skills, you should be quite famous, not just in the Xyrin Empire but in the Divine Realm too, right?"

Sorry, but I kind of patched my registration along the way.

"Just call me Chen Jun, uh, my situation might be a bit tricky, hard to explain," after bobbing on the surface for a while, I tried to stretch my lips into something resembling an aborted smile, "Xyrin Emperor, newcomer... I have to say, you’ve been sealed for too long. Tens of millions of years have passed, and you’ve missed quite a lot. The outside world, including our Empire, has undergone earth-shattering changes. I’ll explain it to you when we have time. Right now, I’m actually quite curious as to what happened to you, you’re from the Star Domain Divine Race, right? How did you... come to be sealed in the Earth Core? And turned into an Abyss Creature?"

"Spend enough time in the jianghu and you can’t avoid getting slashed," the Rogue Goddess hummed twice, "It was just getting whacked in the head during a battle. If it was anybody else, I definitely wouldn’t bother with them, but you’re sort of my lifesaver, so I’ll tell you: Roughly ten or twenty million years ago, I was still the Management God of this universe. Back then, there was a serious Abyss invasion incident, you see, the battle took place in the Star System identified as 68ED3R0F3X55. At that time, the Abyss Energy was pouring out of the Gate like crazy. We were simply outnumbered, and it was the most frustrating battle I’ve ever fought, #￥#%￥...%# of, it was brutally tragic. Later, you could guess, we were done for; but the Abyss didn’t fare much better. I sacrificed my body to close the Abyss Gate, and well, it’s just as you see now."

She peeled off the long gloves on her hands, revealing the black Runes stretching from her shoulder to the back of her hand. I had pretty much guessed that these Runes might cover her entire body.

"These black Runes on my body are those chains. Originally, they extended outward, nailing me and the Abyss Gate together on a massive sacrificial platform. But now they’re useless... my still-surviving subordinate deities built thousands of layers of Seals on my ’corpse.’ In the end, they must have followed my Command and performed a suicide explosion, using all their remaining Energy to build a Barrier around the outer layer of the Earth Core. Haha, truly an epic and heroic feat, right? That was definitely the most solid Seal I ever created. But after all, tens of millions of years have passed, and both the Barrier made of my Divine Soldiers’ Corpses and my body’s Seals seemed to have weakened too much... For the first few million years, I could still fight a few rounds with the Abyss Gate nailed down with me. But millions of years later, I didn’t even have the strength to move. It seems that the Abyss took advantage of that period to take over my body and slowly regain its strength. They’re just such despicable creatures. I @￥#...%￥@@ of, if I ever get the chance, I still need to poke a few holes in one of those Abyss Gates! If it hadn’t been for checking the Universe’s background radiation parameters when I was blasted out by your cannon, I wouldn’t have known it had been so long... You’re also lucky, kid. The Abyss Gate we fought against was a super Aggregation, even the Divine Race couldn’t destroy it and could only Seal it. You just happened to pick up a time difference of tens of millions of years and barged in when both me and it were at our weakest. I count for the majority of the credit, you know..."

The Goddess in front of me with the beautiful appearance of a young girl has a dreadful character utterly incongruent with her looks. Calling her hearty would be an understatement; she’s more like a full-blown Female hooligan. But as she mumbled through her story, I found it impossible to criticize the series of restricted and even censored language she used. In the end, I even came to feel a profound respect.

It was such a Female hooligan who, when facing the Abyss, chose an ending even more glorious than mutual destruction: she pinned her body forever to the Sealing Stone, using her entire Spirit to bind the Gate of Destruction, and her soldiers even went as far as to self-detonate to build a colossal tomb to confine it all. Tens of millions of years—I simply cannot comprehend the concept, but there she was, bearing those thousands of layers of Seals all by herself for tens of millions of years, and although in the end her efforts still failed, a civilization built upon her "corpse" had also perished, but facing this woman, all I could feel was admiration.

I had no doubt about what this woman said. She didn’t need to lie to me, and what’s more important is, from Dingdang, I knew that such incidents were not rare in the records of the Divine Race: Gods are Undying, and almost all lost or dead members of the Star Domain Divine Race met their end like this, self-destructing with the Abyss or Sealing themselves together with the enemy. These powerful beings, with values I couldn’t begin to understand, took the spirit of dedication for granted, even this quirky Goddess in front of me.

This is a great, noble, selfless, brave... monument of a Rogue.

"Hey, kid, what’s that look for? Why are you staring at me?" the Female hooligan flipped her hair that reached her ankles dramatically and suddenly struck a coy pose, "Fancy me? I haven’t groomed or dressed up in tens of millions of years, are you serious?"

Alright, admiration over, she was still a Female hooligan, and it seemed she was one who’d been locked up so long her mental state had become abnormal.

If a Goddess were born with this kind of personality, the whole Star Domain Divine Race would be... Personally, I think one Dingdang is already unfortunate enough for the entire Divine Realm.

"Speaking of which, when will my hand recover?"

Seeing the rogue Goddess quiet down next to me, I pointed at my own left hand which was still immobile. The pain in my body was secondary; it was my left hand that had instantly lost all sensation after being exposed to that red light. I didn’t need to fight anymore, but I had to ask what was going on.

"Oh, I forgot about that," Bingdisi tapped her head twice, and grabbed my arm, twisting it with a crackle, "It’s weird, aren’t you a Xyrin Person? According to their classification, you’re a carbon-based life, oh sorry sorry, I was just messing around..."

Should I kick her? Although she’s no longer an enemy, kicking this creature that seems like a girl shouldn’t be illegal at this point, right?

"That was a curse just now, a Law curse; I’ve conceptually deleted the organ ’arm’ from you, so no matter what treatment you get, this hand can never ’exist’ again. However, High Order beings who command Holy Light, like your... um, Raven, or a Light Goddess like me, can easily dispel such a curse—done!"

A soft, warm glow emanated from Bingdisi’s hand and gradually sunk into my entire body, taking just over two seconds, I felt all my injuries heal.

"I’ve healed your injuries, but I can’t do anything about your spiritual exhaustion and physical strength. Your spiritual power, you monster, is unreasonably strong. If it were my heyday, I could reluctantly replenish it, but now you’ll have to figure that out on your own, anyway, you won’t die..."

"Um, this is already great." I flexed my fully restored arm, enjoying the relief of being pain-free throughout my body, and was pleasantly surprised. I hadn’t expected this Female hooligan to be so generous; I thought this time I would have lost half my life, especially since forcibly transforming myself into a Void Creature was almost like playing with death, and nearly broken down from spiritual exhaustion I almost couldn’t revert to human form. Unexpectedly, this Goddess named Bingdisi was so adept at healing; aside from the unprecedented drain on my spiritual power, I was physically unscathed.

"By the way, just now you said you were a... Light Goddess?"

After my injuries healed, I remembered this critical issue. Did this Female hooligan named Bingdisi claim to be a Light Goddess a few seconds ago? What’s with this sinking feeling of a vastly expanding disaster?

"That’s right, Light Goddess!" Bingdisi pointed proudly at herself with her thumb, "High Order Light Goddess, her Highness Bingdisi, that’s me! A name that rings out loudly... Today’s encounter makes us friends through conflict. Though you seem pretty tough, who knows if you’ll run into trouble later on. When that happens, just invoke the name of your mamma here. I can’t guarantee much, but past the 10010th Void Node, the name Bingdisi still carries weight. Anyone I acknowledge, just speaking my true name can gain eternal power; whoever troubles you is picking a fight with me, Bingdisi..."

I was utterly bewildered by the deranged Goddess in front of me who wore a "You’ll follow me from now on" expression.

There were three things I could confirm: First, this once-heroic and noble Goddess had seriously gone mentally awry after being sealed for tens of millions of years—or, if not, then the recruiting standards of the Star Domain Divine Realm were simply too tear-jerking. Second, this self-proclaimed famous individual, beyond the 10010th node, had not yet grasped the enormity of a million years’ time gap; she still believed she lived in an era clad in white, as swift as the wind, with blade and Light Saber at the ready and Brick in hand, while in actuality a Management God missing a million years of work would be declared missing. Third... she had really admitted it; she was a Light Goddess.

"Bingdisi... Miss?" I hesitated and tugged at the already over-excited mad goddess, "You seem to belong to the Dark Divine Race, right?"

It was a question, but my expression couldn’t have been more certain: I had seen Monina before, and how could I not tell a member of the Dark Divine Race? Silver hair, blood-red pupils, pale skin, and more importantly, that innate Dark Power oozing from their bones – something utterly unmistakable. This Bingdisi before me was enveloped in Dark Energy; unless my spiritual power had completely failed me, there was no way I could be mistaken.

"That’s right, I am from the Dark Divine Race."

She admitted it nonchalantly.

"Then how on earth did you become a Light Goddess?"

Unexpectedly, just this remark turned Bingdisi’s face dark, followed by a thunderous roar that shook my Spirit Sea and left me unable to recover for quite some time:

"What’s the big deal about registering for the wrong major? The examiners’ brains are full of Star Gold Stone, Celestial Steel, Duramore Hardening Crystal! They wouldn’t let me switch majors, wouldn’t allow me to retake exams! If I dropped out, they’d go straight to telling my father! Saying once you’ve joined Yaoguang Academy, you can’t just swap majors willy-nilly—who doesn’t know that the pitiful countryside Divine Academy’s Light System can’t recruit students unless they resort to such tactics! Starting a school in the hometown of the Dark Divine Race and absurdly opening a Light System? In over two thousand three hundred years, that pathetic school managed to recruit only one student into the Light System, and that student was me! Imagine, an upright Dark Divine Race member, trained by more than two hundred idle Light Divine Race members for a hefty one hundred and fifty years, and finally, I graduated with the title of a Light Goddess! Right next to us was the bustling Dark Temple Academy, and here I was, the only one holding ’Holy Light Theory,’ facing more than twenty teachers with nothing to do – I don’t ever want to remember those days, nooo!!"

Sorry, but you seem to have recalled it all.

How should I put it? There’s this perfect storm of an opportunity for sarcasm, but somehow, I’m at a loss for words. This Dark Divine Race member who accidentally registered for the wrong major and became a Light Goddess Miss...

"Haha, talking about it makes me feel a lot lighter," Bingdisi had just looked furious, but suddenly cleared up like the skies after rain, then patted my shoulder, "But misfortune doesn’t come singly... no, that’s not right, blessings never come in pairs... still not right, ah, fortune and misfortune are unpredictable. Although those hundred-odd years nearly killed me, my talent is undeniable. Despite being from the Dark Divine Race, I still graduated, ranking third in the entire school district, as a Light Goddess. They all said it was a miracle! And my idiot dad cried his eyes out."

Of course, when the entire Divine Academy, with over two hundred experts and scholars, spends one hundred and fifty years drilling into you, even a pig should learn Genesis.

"And there’s more," Bingdisi’s story continued, "Although it wasn’t a big deal, this miracle of mine later triggered a wave of cross-Race major selections – Light Divine Race studying Destruction Divinity, Dragon God Race researching Life God Race, and so on. That was many years after my graduation, and I even heard that from the East Temple District there came a... Haha, guess what? A Life Goddess who went and signed up for the War God major like a dummy!! Haha, haha... That little dolt was gesticulating for ages until the examiner realized she wasn’t even as tall as an arrow, haha..."

Me: "..."

Why am I suddenly getting this premonition? Why do I instinctively think of...

Alright, I know, the dummy Life Goddess that Bingdisi is talking about can’t possibly be my own pet deity Little Dingdang; the timeline just doesn’t match—the lifespans of these exceptional members of the Star Domain Divine Race are measured by eras—Bingdisi has been sealed in this world for at least tens of millions of years, so the dummy Life Goddess she mentioned must be a figure from at least tens of millions of years ago, certainly not some pet deity who hasn’t even managed to finish her credits. But then, I have a sudden urge to snark:

Do all Life Goddesses love to play the dumb and adorable card? These little beings that usually measure up to two lollipops put together, could they indeed be one of the acknowledged ’⑨’ clans in the Star Domain Divine Realm?

"I wonder how that silly Life Goddess is doing now," Bingdisi said somewhat melancholically, "It’s easy to forget that tens of millions of years have passed, perhaps even the Little One who once dreamt of becoming the War God has now become a High Order God capable of standing on their own..."

I have to admit, this Rogue Goddess really knows how to evoke a sense of sorrow. Her sudden dejected sigh made me start to feel melancholy too. The passing of time always brings about many regrets; even the Divine Race, with their endless lifespans, must occasionally find this troubling.

"Don’t make that face," Bingdisi suddenly slapped me on the shoulder, and I turned around to see a very serious expression on her face, completely different from before, "The Abyss could take advantage of such vulnerability..."

"Sorry..."

"But it’s okay, I, Bingdisi, will look out for you!"

Me: "..."

"Ah Jun! Ah Jun! Can you hear me?"

Just as I was about to be driven mad by this somewhat abnormal Female Hooligan, Sandora’s call suddenly came through the Spiritual Connection, instantly purifying me, as if cleansing away the Spiritual Pollution that Bingdisi had inflicted.

Indeed, one’s own little sister is a treasure! She even comes with an air purification function!

"I hear you, I hear you, and very clearly too. The space rifts here have stabilized; you should be able to pinpoint my location."

"That’s great," came the voice of Big Sister, overflowing with palpable relief, "Your Spiritual Connection was cut off from us just now; even Lian Sandora couldn’t find you. Big Sister was so worried, how are you? Are you hurt? Where is the enemy?"

Big Sister’s barrage of questions overwhelmed me, but the familiarity was comforting. I organized my thoughts and broadly explained the situation here, but as for Goddess Bingdisi...

I’ll wait until we meet in person to introduce her. The politics with this one are too complicated.

After about fifteen minutes of trying to ignore the Goddess next me, who kept looking for things to argue about, we finally, at the crucial moment, saw Sandora and the others arrive. To be precise, it was the entire Xyrin Empire Fleet that grandly appeared before us.

"They wouldn’t launch concentrated fire at me, would they?" Bingdisi, suddenly tilting her head as if she thought of something, said, "When I broke out earlier, I ambushed and breached your fleet’s defenses, but now... it seems like it would be pretty bad to be targeted."

You realize you’ve caused trouble, don’t you? Since you know it, be quiet and stay put!

Anyway, just like that, a tumultuous great battle finally came to a fairly good end. I thought it was going to be an easy, smooth short mission, but it turned out to be full of unexpected twists. However, stumbling upon a Goddess, how should I say it, I guess it balances out in the end...(To be continued, if you wish to know what happens next, please visit www.qidian.com, for more Chapters, support the author, support genuine reading!)