I will eventually become a divine being through accumulating constantly

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"Good sister, what are you doing?" Xue Jing blinked her eyes.

This is known as the top-grade meth that no one has ever been able to quit after lighting it up!

Wu Youqing actually lit it without hesitation...

"I am very curious," she stated.

The demure girl watched the burning match in her hand, the fire's red and blue flames giving off an eerie feeling.

"...Are you a cat?"

Xue Jing's mouth twitched slightly.

He wasn't worried, though. Wu Youqing wasn't a stupid woman driven by emotion. She definitely had enough understanding of GOD-1291, and she wouldn't have lit it so easily if she didn't have a way to deal with it.

"Don't worry, I am a Chosen Blessed One," Wu Youqing said while looking at the flames.

"Superstring Entities like 'God' are very domineering... Once chosen by 'God' to be 'The Chosen,' 'God' will not allow any other foreign entities to tamper with their Chosen One."

"To put it simply, it's like an 'immunity to all abnormal statuses' BUFF," she said casually.

With ease, the girl picked up a teacup with her other hand and took a delicate sip.

"Up till now, I haven't encountered a Divine Relic capable of affecting my spirit... Rather, it would be a delightful matter if this thing could actually influence me."

Upon hearing this, Xue Jing pondered thoughtfully.

"Oh? Looks like there's something," Wu Youqing's gaze shifted forward with an interested expression on her pretty face.

Following her gaze, Xue Jing saw nothing.

The little girl that appears after GOD-1291 is lit can only be seen by the user herself.

"Hmm? Something similar to a void passage has appeared, in a vortex shape..."

Wu Youqing, like a professional researcher, coolly documented everything she saw.

"Here it comes... I see, so the most beautiful little girl in my perception looks like this. She does resemble me quite a bit..."

The girl evaluated the young girl that Xue Jing couldn't see.

"However, this appearance..." Wu Youqing suddenly turned her head to look at Xue Jing with surprise.

"What's the matter, good sister?" Xue Jing asked, puzzled.

Wu Youqing fell silent for a moment, then shook her head.

"...It's nothing."

Xue Jing noticed her hesitation and a question mark appeared on his forehead.

Just as he was puzzled,

Wu Youqing suddenly stood up, exclaiming in shock:

"You... what did you call me?"

She seemed to hear something that made her disbelieve, and the matchstick fell from her hand onto the floor, shaking the wooden table in front of her as she stood up suddenly.

All the tea sets on it fell to the ground, shattering with a pitter-patter noise.

"..."

Xue Jing was a bit flustered.

This was his first time seeing Wu Youqing lose her composure to such an extent... And it was such a loss of dignity.

Wasn't she confidently asserting just a moment ago that she wouldn't be affected by a Divine Relic in her mental state?

How come it seemed like just a glance from the 'little girl' shattered her defenses?

"Good sister, what's wrong with you?" Xue Jing asked, somewhat worriedly.

This 'little girl' couldn't really be so evil that even Youqing Buddha couldn't subdue her, could she?

"..." Without paying attention to Xue Jing's inquiry, Wu Youqing seemed to be listening to the little girl, her face showing a complicated expression, constantly changing.

Xue Jing was unsure of what to do for a moment and could only silently observe the situation.

During this time, Wu Youqing's gaze seemed to be following the 'little girl,' moving continuously around.

Sometime later, Wu Youqing's gaze settled, quickly shifting to Xue Jing.

Or rather, to Xue Jing's side, very close to him.

Then, Wu Youqing's face showed an even more incredulous expression than before.

"You... he... I... ah?"

To Xue Jing, who always saw her as a serene and elegant girl, undisturbed as though nothing in the world could affect her, she seemed about to faint from disgrace in the current spectacle.

"..."

The feeling of idol filters shattering, left Xue Jing feeling a bit peculiar.

The atmosphere suddenly turned awkward.

After a silence, Wu Youqing's expression returned to normal, but her gaze at Xue Jing remained complex and inscrutable.

"... Jing, let's stop here for today. You should go back first," she said softly.

Xue Jing instinctively felt it was best not to stay any longer, so he nodded immediately.

"Then I'll be leaving now, good sister."

Having said that, he stood up and walked toward the library entrance.

Just as he was about to leave, he felt something and turned around with a puzzled look.

He then shook his head and left the library.

After Xue Jing left, Wu Youqing sat back in her chair.

The matchstick that fell to the ground was still burning stubbornly with flames of red and blue, showing no signs of extinguishing.

She waved her hand at the teaset shards all over the floor.

Mist started to spread in the attic.

The mist's color was peculiar, a shade of red so dark it felt ominously beautiful.

The mist gathered around the shattered tea pieces.

The next moment, all pieces began to stir, coming together and reassembling as if time was reversing, reforming into an unblemished teaset, which placed itself back onto the table.

"..."

"I don't know if this appearance of yours and the words you have said are the 'mechanism capabilities' fabricated by the Divine Relic, or if they are truly as you claim."