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Chapter 261: Chapter 261: God, Descend
...Incense?
Lu Sheng took a deep breath and looked at the purple clay incense burner in the center of the dining table, which was gently emitting smoke.
When she first arrived at the dining room, she had smelled this somewhat unusual fragrance. But seeing the small incense burner placed on the table, she naturally assumed it was put there by someone from the restaurant and did not pay much attention.
So Chen Shu meant that this incense burner was actually brought over by him. And the incense core inside it was prepared according to the records in that book of mythologies.
An incense designed specifically for Gods... a hypnotic incense.
Then why does she react to it?
Seeing a moment of confusion on the girl’s face, Chen Shu’s eyes became even gentler.
"Shengsheng... you think everything I just said is absurd, you think the girl who kills and harvests hearts couldn’t possibly be you, you think you can’t be a Fallen God."
"It’s because your memories and powers as a God have been sealed."
"Do you know, Shengsheng," Chen Shu gently caressed Lu Sheng’s cheek, his gaze focused and tone patient, "that book also recorded a method to restore the memories and powers of a Fallen God."
"No matter whether you have turned into some kind of creature from Hell or become a Demon, or are now in a human body, your soul is always transformed from the Divine Sense of the Divine Lord."
"So, as long as I recite the spell that can unseal your soul, the memories and powers you once had as a God should be awaken."
"Shengsheng, let’s give it a try, shall we."
Chen Shu gently lifted the corners of his mouth with tenderness, raising his hand to tuck a strand of Lu Sheng’s hair behind her ear.
His tone was seeking permission, but he never actually asked for Lu Sheng’s consent.
Lu Sheng sat in the chair, only feeling increasingly sleepy, almost unable to open her eyes amid the swirling scent.
She wanted to use a dining knife on the table to stab her body to keep herself awake, but she had no strength at all. Moreover, her Soul Power seemed to be ineffective at this moment, not working at all.
Chen Shu, as if suddenly remembering something, exclaimed: "...Right, Shengsheng is just the name of this human body of yours, I shouldn’t call you by that."
"The book says, those seven Divine Envoys all have human names."
"The Divine Envoy with the sin of Pride is called Chen Yin, the one with Jealousy is called Ling Yue, and the one with Anger is called Li Zhi."
"The one with Sloth is called Yu Si, the one with Greed is called Ning Yu, the one with Gluttony is called Wu Mian, and the one with Lust is called Tan Yuan."
"Shengsheng... once I wake you up, I’ll know what caused your downfall and what your true name is."
As Chen Shu was speaking, Lu Sheng heard a familiar name and suddenly forced her eyes open.
"...What did you say?"
Lu Sheng tried to clear her head, her tone somewhat incredulous, "You said the one with the sin of Greed is called what?"
Chen Shu probably didn’t know why Lu Sheng was particularly interested in this Divine Envoy’s name, but he still patiently replied:
"It’s Ning Yu. The Ning from Ning Yu which means ’prefer’, and the Yu from mud."
...Ning Yu.
Honestly, before Chen Shu mentioned this name, Lu Sheng originally didn’t believe at all what he said about these Divine Envoys, original sin, or falling.
Yet, how could there be a Divine Envoy named Ning Yu mentioned in that book mentioned by Chen Shu.
Just like Ning Yu’s name, not a single letter is off.
She transformed from a rose in Hell into a Flower Demon.
Back then, Ning Yu claimed to be a Pearl Clam Spirit who achieved demonhood in Wangchuan River, somehow finding her way to the deepest part of Hell, spotting her lonely self cultivating in the sequestered valley.
As a demon, she never thought about naming herself. Later, when Ning Yu asked what to call her, considering her original form was a rose, she simply named herself Qiangwei.
At that time, Ning Yu would come by every day trying to cozy up to her, continuously calling her "Ah Qiang," and constantly expressing his fondness for her. He even asked if she could stop cultivating and just stay in Hell with him, enjoying a carefree life.
Ning Yu said that only the deepest part of Hell where she resided was desolate and utterly silent; other areas of Hell were bustling and even more prosperous than the Human Realm.
She was cold by nature, very cold. She always remained indifferent to Ning Yu, virtually ignoring him and seldom interacting. When he later posed that question, she outright refused without a second thought.
Ning Yu questioned why she wanted to go to the Human Realm, but she didn’t have a specific reason. It was just an instinct, a feeling that she should go.
However, this time, Ning Yu didn’t act like before; no matter how cold she was, he would shamelessly reappear the next day. He seemed to have vanished all at once.
When Ning Yu appeared again, it was during her last stage of cultivation. He stole her Essence Stabilizing Pill, delaying her arrival to the Human Realm by a long time. It was only ten years ago that she was able to reincarnate using Bai Qiang’s body.
After obtaining her Essence Stabilizing Pill, Ning Yu never appeared again.
The last time his trace was discovered was at the bar in THE DEEP.
Besides having someone send her a letter with the same shameless tone and a rose mask, tricking her into winning a match for him, he disappeared again afterward.
It seemed he just wanted to come by and tease her, just like old times. Once he had seen her, he left.
Lu Sheng could no longer ponder the connection between Ning Yu and the Divine Envoy, who Chen Shu had described as governed by the sin of greed, because the next second, she fell asleep.
Seeing Lu Sheng close her eyes, Chen Shu’s long eyelashes trembled slightly, a flash of excitement in his eyes.
He gently lifted Lu Sheng from the chair.
Striding with his long legs to the dining area’s rest zone, he carefully placed her on the wide sofa by the floor-to-ceiling windows. His actions were almost reverent as if he now regarded her as his deity.
Chen Shu kneeled on one knee in front of the sofa, took a deep breath, opened the ancient, yellowed book he brought, and recited the spell towards the sleeping girl—
Chen Shu’s hands trembled slightly with excitement as he held the book.
And when he pronounced the last word, his heart nearly stopped.
He thought that at the moment the spell was complete, the girl would suddenly open her eyes, revealing red pupils or unfold massive black wings, awakening from her slumber.
However, nothing happened.
The girl was still asleep.
...What’s going on.
Could it be that he mispronounced the spell?
Chen Shu was somewhat bewildered, when suddenly, an incredibly dazzling light burst outside the floor-to-ceiling windows as if tearing the night sky apart.
Shielding his pained eyes to look outside, Chen Shu widened his eyes in shock.
This was the top floor of a skyscraper that overlooked the entire city—the space outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, which previously only showed the night sky, now presented a silver-haired, exceedingly handsome man in midair, his back adorned with enormous and pure white wings.
His body seemed to be bathed in sacred morning light, with gold eyes that shifted slightly to look inside the window.
