King, princes, generals, and ministers, are they born with a silver spoon in their mouths…

Gonggong slowly savored the meaning of this sentence, discerning Wei Yuan's intention. This was undoubtedly an opposition to and rejection of His divine rule. Gonggong narrowed His eyes, but did not get angry, only saying calmly, "As expected."

"Just like Yu."

Wei Yuan scratched his head, unwilling to confront Gonggong's divine will with just this broken body.

Gonggong said lazily, "The things I came out to do are already done."

"Since you rejected my invitation, then we will only meet as enemies in the future."

"Farewell."

Wei Yuan looked at the tall and handsome celestial god, pondering the things He had come out to do, a strange look in his eyes. "Indeed, Gonggong, you insisted on coming to Shenzhou to see Tian Wu one last time, didn't you? I didn't expect you to have such a gentle side…"

"Should I say, as expected of the Water God?"

Gonggong flicked His sleeves, sneering, "I only wanted to see the traitor's end."

Wei Yuan nodded knowingly.

Yes, yes, meeting Tian Wu at the end and chatting a few words was just to see his end.

What was this?

An *aojiao* (tsundere) attribute?

Gonggong's gaze fell on Wei Yuan, His eyes narrowing slightly, "What are you thinking?"

It was impossible to lie in front of a god.

But experience was valuable at this time.

Wei Yuan's expression remained unchanged as he said, "I am praising the Water God for possessing a wonderful quality that countless people in the mortal realm yearn for. It is rarely seen in reality, so I was a little lost and dazed for a moment."

The Water God Gonggong gazed at Wei Yuan.

He slowly nodded.

"You may praise the might of the gods to your heart's content."

Gonggong gazed at the ceaseless flow of the river beside Him, saying calmly, "But no matter what, Tian Wu has already perished, and he has been forgotten by you…"

"Forgotten?"

Wei Yuan followed Gonggong's gaze, watching the rushing waves. After a long while, he said:

"That's not necessarily true. Tian Wu… I believe he has only left temporarily and will return."

"Because we have never truly forgotten him…"

Gonggong looked at Wei Yuan.

Wei Yuan's expression was peaceful. He had left behind spells here. Those without cultivation could not see it at all, nor could they sense the anomaly here, and could not see them. And this place was on the edge of the city, with people coming and going by car.

Several teenagers rode bicycles past Wei Yuan and Gonggong.

The baskets contained transparent plastic bottles, each with a fish inside.

The boy in front had neat short hair and clean eyes. He stood up and pedaled the bicycle quickly. His companions behind him could not keep up, so they shouted:

"Hey, Wu Yu, slow down!"

The boy named Wu Yu opened his coat, the hem of his clothes swaying as if filled with wind, and smiled, "It's just that you guys are too slow."

"The last one there has to treat us!"

A group of teenagers chased after him, unwilling to be outdone.

Wei Yuan withdrew his gaze. Gonggong said, "His surname is Wu."

Wei Yuan nodded, "Yes, the land under our feet."

"Is also called Wu."

"Wu…"

Gonggong murmured slowly.

Wei Yuan looked at the Water God and asked, "Gonggong, do you know how the character 'Wu' is written?"

"Over thousands of years, countless generations of people have walked back and forth on this vast land. The characters of each era have their own evolution, especially the eras before the Qin Dynasty. Many modern people cannot recognize the ancient characters, let alone the bronze inscriptions before the Qin Dynasty."

"However, the character 'Wu' has never changed…"

"Tracing back to the Xia and Shang dynasties, 'Wu' was always written the same way, with a mouth above and the sky below, called 'Wu.' No… actually, it has changed. In the early Shang Dynasty, 'Wu' had 'big' below it. People of that era revered Tian Wu as Da Wu (Great Wu)."

"And later, the Zhou Dynasty worshipped the sky, so they changed 'big' into 'sky'."

"Perhaps the writing is slightly different, but the composition of this character is always the same, unchanged for five thousand years. No matter how other characters change, only this character remains eternally unchanged, extending to this day."

"So, even now, people of this era have long forgotten the god Tian Wu, but on this land, there are traces left by the Wu people and the Yu people, and all people with the surname Wu in this era, when introducing their surname, are the same as their ancestors five thousand years ago: 'Mouth-Sky-Wu'."

"In the past, the character 'mouth' represented opening the mouth to shout during hunting."

"The character 'Wu' itself represents calling out to Tian Wu."

Wei Yuan looked at Gonggong, his expression calming down, and said:

"Even through countless ages, through the shifting stars, even if the past has long been forgotten, the past stories remain in the characters, extending to this day. Even now, perhaps because of short lifespans, wars, and plagues, individual humans slowly forget the gods, but silently, the entire Yanhuang (Chinese people) still eternally keeps Him in their blood."

"He accompanied us through our weak years."

"The Yanhuang people imprinted Him in their bodies and blood."

"This is not just one person."

"This is the entire Yanhuang people's promise to Tian Wu."

"For thousands of generations, through the shifting stars, this vow is like an oath, never to be changed."

"…………"

Gonggong gazed at Wei Yuan: "So what?"

"Humans are weak, and even the deepest memories will be forgotten generation after generation."

"Learning about the world from scratch, by the time they truly understand something, they are already old. And their paths will collide, leading to tragedy after tragedy, as you have seen. How can this compare to the correctness and perfection of divine rule?"

Wei Yuan let out a breath: "Weak."

"Indeed, but does weakness mean we should not strive for strength? Does being inferior to the gods mean we must forever sink into the mud?!"

"Moreover, Gonggong, your so-called correct path is only what you see as a god. We will eventually see a path that is far more distant and vast than the gods know."

Even Wei Yuan himself did not expect that his cautious character would say such arrogant words.

Gonggong chuckled: "Based on the lifespan of humans, which is like that of mayflies?"

"Based on this!"

Wei Yuan replied decisively.

Gonggong was taller than him, and he had to raise his head slightly to look at the Water God, but at this moment, the flames in his eyes seemed to be burning completely, and said:

"Indeed, human lifespans cannot compare to those of gods. Most of our lives are spent learning and gaining knowledge. By the time we have some understanding of the world, we are already growing old, dying with regrets. However, when we grow old, we can pass on our life's harvest to the next generation."

"Everyone has their own choices, everyone is their own god, deciding their own path, growing, living, all regrets are because of their own will, their own choices."

"Like this, under your gaze, we have walked from low earthen houses to the present, generation after generation. We have walked this path for a full five thousand years, but we have already come this far, and there are many more five thousand years to come. We will continue to move forward in this way, which is foolish in the eyes of the gods."

"And then there will be the next hundred years."

"The next thousand years!"

"By the next five thousand years, my human race will be able to step on the stars."

"And in that era, countless people will walk among the stars."

"On the stars farthest from the human world, there will also be descendants of the Yanhuang, introducing themselves in the same way as their ancestors ten thousand years ago, saying 'Wu surname, Mouth-Sky-Wu.' The legends and traces of Tian Wu will coexist with the Yanhuang, never to be cut off, all the way to the distant future."

"And where will you, Gonggong, be?"

Wei Yuan and the Water God Gonggong looked at each other.

The atmosphere was so stiff and stagnant that it seemed to stop breathing.

Gonggong seemed to see many familiar figures in the person in front of him. He suddenly laughed loudly: "Interesting, interesting, Wei Yuan, it seems that it is impossible for us to join forces. Then I will have to wait for my battle with you…"

"I won't show any mercy then."

The Water God Gonggong laughed heartily, flicked his sleeves, and turned to leave.

Walking away from Wei Yuan.

Wei Yuan saw a strand of something left behind, the final remnant of hatred from the woman holding the umbrella.

Her true spirit had already returned to one place with Tian Wu, but the remaining obsession was still there. Wei Yuan flicked his sleeves and collected it, completing the sacrifice to Tian Wu.

He didn't know how long had passed, but wisps of aura slowly rose from the rivers of Jiangnan Province, silently dissipating into the sky. On the distant Kunlun Mountains, a graceful woman quietly looked at the human world below, lost in thought.

Finally, sensing the complete disappearance of a certain familiar aura, a complicated and regretful expression appeared on her face.

The Water God returned to the Eastern Sea.

And the humans, having worshiped the departed god, not knowing if he could return, also departed.

Humans and gods walked away from each other, heading in completely different directions.

On this land, the choices and fates of countless living beings were woven together, forming either regrettable or exquisite patterns on that painted scroll. This was perhaps history, and also the Yanhuang on Shenzhou. And the gods and humans were delighted by the exquisite patterns on the scroll, but ultimately discovered their greatest contradiction.

That was, who should ultimately decide and draw these patterns.

The gods?

Or the billions of people themselves?

Xi Wangmu (Queen Mother of the West) looked at the jade book in her hand, the light representing the trial finally disappearing.

That last wisp of weak familiar aura also disappeared, the aura finally falling on the Kunlun Jade Wall. As it dissipated, new patterns faintly appeared on the Jade Wall. The woman subconsciously looked over, and at that moment, even the divided spirit left by Xi Wangmu held her breath slightly, looking at the totemic patterns that appeared after the first trial on the Jade Wall, not knowing how to speak for a moment.

Those were ancient totems, representing the Water God Tian Wu, who accompanied humans through their weak years.

And the meaning represented by this mark…

Xi Wangmu closed her eyes, a faint surge in her heart.

Kunlun Mountain Lord Trial, First Layer.

Participant: Human Race War God &/

Evaluation: Grade A+.

Wu Land Water God.

Tian Wu.

Recognize His position of honor!

Trial, end.

ps: Today's third update… Three thousand words.

I still wanted to control my sleep schedule.

I controlled it into emptiness. Sleep, sleep, going to sleep now, throwing away the phone.