Becoming a Deity from Planting the Bodhi Tree

"You see this passage—"

Yue Yourong suddenly pointed to a segment of the text.

[The Mother Goddess of the Deepest Void Sea, the great Mother of Snakes, You are the final resting place for all things, the weaver of fear and miracles…]

She whispered, "I've looked into this before; this passage pertains to Hel. You should already know who Hel is, right?"

Ji Jingqiu's gaze sharpened, the Mother of Snakes?

So, in that flash of insight he had earlier, was the vision of a figure with a human head and snake body, wearing a royal crown, with a universe seemingly swirling within its palms, Hel?

Hm, it's quite different from the image in the Deep Red Laboratory, of one being stabbed with a knife, lying silently on the ground.

Trouble, the Deep Red Laboratory they reached earlier had already been filtered.

The flickering flames reflected in Yue Yourong's eyes, shining brightly, "I understand now; the original deity worshiped by this King City was Hel. No wonder we have descended upon these ruins!"

The group continued to read.

[For the sake of the citizens of King City, the upper echelons of the King City had no choice but to seek another protection. However, no mighty ones wished to be associated with the followers of the Mother of Snakes, for a legend has always persisted in this land, the so-called Deceit Fog, which is none other than the Mother of Snakes' method of devouring all things]

[Until one day, the citizens of King City once again felt the call of a God, another deity, who extended their protective wings to them]

"The guide of the Three Realms, the merciful father of Four Lives, the bishop of Human Heaven…"

Yue Yourong softly recited the revered names and prayers, but she stopped before the last title.

"What's wrong?" Ji Jingqiu pressed, why get stuck at the last step?

Yue Yourong did not answer, standing still and silent with her back to him.

Ji Jingqiu suddenly sensed something off, the atmosphere in the air had quietly shifted.

Like a drop of ink falling into clear water, spreading rapidly, the clarity receding, replaced by an ever-deepening shade of ink...

Exceedingly uncomfortable!

Ji Jingqiu quickly realized the plight of Yue Yourong!

At this moment, she was like a person drowning, slowly sinking into the water, and what's more terrifying was that she had no chance to struggle, only to despairingly plummet into the pitch-black depths of the sea.

The aura emanating from Yue Yourong at this instant felt to Ji Jingqiu like the pitch darkness beyond the firelight.

His expression solemn, Ji Jingqiu tentatively reached out to firmly slap Yue Yourong on the shoulder!

Upon contact with her shoulder, an invisible force burst out from within her body and shot directly into Ji Jingqiu!

And then...

There was no 'and then.'

Ji Jingqiu was stunned.

It was as if he saw a meme:

A fierce slide tackle.jpg.

At this moment, Yue Yourong seemed to regain her ability to move, her complexion pale, staggering backward, nearly collapsing to the ground, she suddenly shouted:

"Everyone, do not recite the revered names and prayers above, not even silently in your heart, it will attract the gaze of the gods behind us!"

In another corner, the Martial Artists who were also deciphering the Divine Text were taken aback.

They had more or less heard from their elders about certain Otherworld Sects, being sternly warned to keep their distance from these people and to never associate with them.

These scum were traitors of the Federation, of humanity itself, wholeheartedly trying to draw the gods of the wilderness to descend into the Great Universe.

But the question is, when has summoning Gods become so simple, that merely reciting their honored names and prayer once, even without finishing, could attract their attention?

To summon Gods, even bishops from the underground Sects need an extremely tedious ritual, combined with specific offerings and timing, to have a certain hope!

"This is not the Federation, this is their world! They are no longer separated from us by a whole world!"

Yue Yourong steadied her breath and urgently warned everyone in a rushed voice.

After completely calming down, Yue Yourong expressed her gratitude to Ji Jingqiu, saying with lingering fear, "Thank you, if it weren't for you, I might have already been eliminated."

"Eliminated?" Ji Jingqiu thought of a possibility and asked, "Did the subtitles also appear just now?"

"Yes."

Yue Yourong nodded with a grave expression,

"I was careless before and neglected that the realm here is not the Federation. I hadn't finished reciting when I felt an evil gaze from the unknown fixing on me, freezing me in place."

"When that malicious presence appeared, a warning prompt from the Federation appeared before me, indicating that if I couldn't break free in ten seconds, I would be considered dead and forced to logout..."

"By the way, are you alright?"

Yue Yourong suddenly looked concerned.

Ji Jingqiu blinked, well, there was even a forced logout, the higher-ups really weren't unprepared and had such detailed plans.

"I'm fine," Ji Jingqiu shook her head.

"Don't read that Divine Text anymore," Yue Yourong emphasized.

Ji Jingqiu nodded and turned her head to let her subtitle prompt begin translating the Divine Text, which, perhaps because someone else had translated it already, progressed very quickly.

Ji Jingqiu silently recited in her mind:

[Instructors of the Three Realms, benevolent father of Four Lives, the bishop of Human Heaven, the residing Venerable...]

The honored name is recited, but the same fate as Yue Yourong did not descend upon her.

Ji Jingqiu, not believing in evil, recited it again, but still, there was no response; she could only give up reluctantly.

Yue Yourong said softly,

"Before I came here, I deliberately looked out from a high place; there are probably twelve such shelters in the entire King City. Not every shelter will be as harmonious as ours."

"Tonight there will likely be a selection, leaving either the strongest group or a batch of Martial Artists who choose to join forces and cooperate."

The relationships between the major powers of the Federation are intertwined and complex, always far from benign competition.

There are countless enmities between them, and even if not considered a major hatred at first, over time, they have become muddled accounts.

Some are even deep-seated feuds that won't end until one party is dead.

Although on the surface, a delicate balance of power is maintained due to the legal system, the endless scheming behind closed doors never ceases.

The conflicts among the younger generation of Martial Artists are an important part of this because the youth represent the future.

As far as Yue Yourong knew, the current war in the Western Federation is precisely the handiwork of some powers' overt and covert struggles.

Ji Jingqiu looked back at the bonfire at the center of the shelter.

The firelight flickered and danced, seeming to dispel some of the Deceit Fog in the darkness, revealing the nearby trees and buildings, their shadows twisted and fierce under the light of the fire.

In the profound darkness, the grass and bushes rustled, as if countless pairs of eyes were spying from the shadows, but they were held back by the light of the fire, unable to enter.

Ji Jingqiu and Yue Yourong agreed to take turns keeping night vigil to prepare for any sudden danger. Yue Yourong nodded, saying she would take the first watch as she needed to adjust her state.

After advising her to be careful, Ji Jingqiu walked to one side, sat down in meditation, and entered a cultivation state.