Quick Transmigration: Saving The Crazy Villainess

Chapter 244: Su Luxi (43)

People said complacency was dangerous for a reason. The feeling made you think everything had already fallen into your hands or playing out according to your will. When in fact, you were actually dancing to the tune of fate, making a fool out of yourself as you think that your plans were all going well. Complacence would always make one feel false satisfaction without knowing there was danger lurking behind, waiting to sting him or catch him off-guard.

This situation befell the Creator and his prophet when they thought that their rebellion was proceeding without a hitch. The price they paid for their complacency was the Saintess getting sent back to her real and the Creator being trapped in the fake vessel and later, in a spell purchased by Jiang Li from the system.

However, after that, Jiang Li's turn came. One of the issues he thought already taken care of backfired at him.

If there was one thing Jiang Li had forgotten, it was that the plot was the greatest bastard of all which loved to dig pits for him. He quite relaxed after seeing that the hostile god was still trapped in the cage of light. He forgot that there was still stuff he had yet to learn in this world, especially about the deities.

Or even if he did not forget about this one thing, he still should not have become content and let down his guard easily.

After the female lead was taken away, the others all rushed out with their weapons. Along with some bishops and holy knights, Jiang Li got tasked to watch out for the dying dog in the cage. Yet he didn't check the bloody person inside after the other went silent for a few minutes.

The man, and actually everyone else inside the spacious altar room only assumed the Creator's body couldn't hold on anymore and thus lost consciousness or even died.

What they didn't know was, although the body had indeed given up on him, the soul inside was actually no longer the same.

The Creator's divinity got pushed out. Or rather, when a window of opportunity for him to escape got presented, in the form of a foreign soul invading, he determinedly grasped it. He would be a fool to let go of course. And the Creator was not truly a fool, just muddle-headed at times, especially if it concerns the world he loved so much. This time's muddle-headedness was due to the only ray of hope for his world that was about to reach its end again suddenly getting sent back to who knows where.

'I don't know who you are and where you came from, but I won't pursue you for now and just let you be the one to be trapped in this body!' the god coldly told himself in a hushed whisper.

In just a second, before anyone noticed, the Creator escaped.

Jiang Li was not aware. And he had no way to check since the red-haired shell of a man was unconscious.

When his wounds got fully healed, he briefly thanked the healers around him. Afterward, he stood up and walked towards the Goddess' statue. It was the only one depicting a veiled woman, facial features hidden. He placed his hand in one of the statue's shoulder and closed his eyes. 'Are you there?' he asked.

Outside, the Goddess who had finally escaped from the rundown palace in the divine realm stared at the man attempting to communicate with him. A corner of her lips got lifted up. Her disposition became more radiant and warm.

As she could see it, the prophet did not want to touch a sculpture with a face not belonging to her. Thankfully. His small action pleased her.

After all, who knew which mortal those preposterous sculptors used to model her face into? It was simply ridiculous.

Who said there would be a mortal worthy to be used as a model of her sculptures? Her face was a hundred points greater than anyone in the two realms! And this was absolutely not her being narcissistic!

Anyway, she was happy that the prophet did not choose to touch a statue with a random woman's face. Those were not her after all. No matter how the artists of those masterpieces made it look as ethereal and beautiful as possible, it was still a fact that the figures were not anywhere like hers. To be honest, if he touched any of those and then uttered her name, she might order the whole church to burn all of those annoying sculptures!

'Hey, are you there? If you are, speak to me.' The man's voice echoed again in her ears.

The Goddess really loved listening to it. So she stayed quiet. When she looked down and checked again, the young man was still in the same position. She knew he would frown for a moment but then after that, he would call out her name one more time, letting her hear his voice again.

In less than three seconds, her prediction came true.

'Hello? Goddess?'

Smilingly, she still kept quiet.

'Is something the matter?'

'You should at least have enough ability to talk now...'

'Hey! What's going on?' In the last part, anxiousness could actually be heard. Did he just worry about her?

'Fool,' she said in her heart.

In the space above the Holy Church, unseen by the naked eyes, the woman the prophet tried to speak to could no longer stop herself from giggling. The faint sounds she let out was of course captured by Jiang Li's ears. His mouth, in turn, twitched in annoyance.

"Wow." The word just escaped out of his lips. So was he being teased? At least, the minutes that passed without her reply was intentional from her part?

All of a sudden, he felt some helplessness in his heart. However, he was also quite relieved.

No matter what, at least, the girl seemed fine.

'I'm here. I can hear you.' Finally, she replied. Her voice sounded so gentle and melodious, like the playful breeze of spring. The same voice trailed off in the wind as she softly added, '... Thank you.'

The next words that should have followed were left unsaid, but both of them knew what they were anyway.

Jiang Li slowly lifted the corners of his lips, 'Thanks are not needed to be said, you know. You're my goddess after all. So where are you now?'

The woman kept her silence for a couple of seconds. She then snorted. 'Hey. Even if I'm grateful to you, I don't need to report my location to you. I am a Goddess. I can be anywhere?'

'I'll sing a hymn for you if you tell me.'

'You'll do?'

'Yeah. Why not? I can even do so while inside the bathroom. People say one's singing will magically improve inside there. Even though I don't know why that is so, there should be no harm in trying, no?' he replied, doing his best to pull down the edges of his mouth which almost arced up.