Chapter 151: I Become a Great Deity for My Father

At the City South’s Matchmaker Temple, Feng Zhuo stood in the night wind, watching the little girl nearby.

Ah Bao, small as she was, tilted her head up, gazing at the smiling statue of the Matchmaker deity.

Since they entered the temple, the little girl hadn’t stopped talking, mumbling continuously. Although Feng Zhuo stood at a distance, he could still catch a few phrases:

“Will you go?”

“Go on, just go.”

“I’ll give you good wine, good meat, and pretty flowers.”

Feng Zhuo couldn’t help but twitch the corners of his mouth. The little princess was trying to bribe the Matchmaker deity again.

He wasn’t sure if it was his imagination, but Feng Zhuo felt like the statue’s smiling face turned into a bitter one after hearing the little princess’s divine words.

Ah Bao grew anxious, hands on her hips, speaking to the statue for a long time, but the statue just wouldn’t move. It was strange. Although the statue didn’t speak, an old man’s voice entered Ah Bao’s ears.

“Baobao, I dare not go. I won’t go, won’t go.”

“Baobao, you should go find someone else, or go yourself. Anyway, I’m not going.”

“Baobao…”

Ah Bao, frustrated, scratched her head, making her little pigtails look like a bird’s nest.

“Please go, will you?” Ah Bao blinked her big eyes, put her hands together, and prepared to kneel before the statue.

The statue began to tremble.

Feng Zhuo had a bad feeling—was the statue going to explode?

Sure enough, the moment Ah Bao’s knees touched the ground, the sky roared with thunder and lightning.

Boom!

One lightning bolt after another struck the Matchmaker Temple, splitting the century-old wishing tree in the courtyard in half.

With a crack, branches and leaves fell.

At the last moment before the statue exploded, a terrified voice was heard:

“Ancestor!”

“Little Ancestor! Please stand up!”

Ah Bao tilted her head, feeling her body become light as a feather, and she involuntarily stood up.

The thunder stopped instantly.

Ah Bao, who kneels only for her parents, caused lightning to strike anyone or anything she knelt before.

“It exploded, it exploded, it exploded again!” Ah Bao, feeling wronged, tugged at Feng Zhuo’s sleeve, looking up at him with tears streaming down her face.

She had no idea that the news of the explosion had already reached the palace as soon as it happened.

At that moment, the tyrant was deep in thought.

“Wah wah wah.” Ah Bao cried, wanting to go into the palace to find her father. Feng Zhuo secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Little Princess, you’re finally going back.

When you’re outside, you’re like a small bomb that could go off at any moment, exploding wherever you go.

Following the little princess today had broadened Feng Zhuo’s horizons like never before.

But just as they reached the palace gates, Ah Bao changed her mind and decided not to go in. This made Feng Zhuo incredibly anxious, but he didn’t dare say anything.

Looking at Ah Bao, his eyes were filled with affection.

“To the Shrine, the Shrine!” Ah Bao fluttered in Feng Zhuo’s arms like a moth.

She looked at the most magnificent place in the capital.

The outer walls were built with gold bricks—so luxurious.

“Does the little princess want to go to the Shrine?”

“Mm-hmm.” Ah Bao nodded eagerly.

【If no one else is going to the Shrine, I will!】

【I have to see what kind of place it is. Could it be scarier than hell?】

Feng Zhuo was just a lowly eunuch, and with his status, there was no way he could get within a hundred meters of the Shrine.

Going in openly was out of the question, but Feng Zhuo still took the secret passage to fulfill the little princess’s wish.

Fortunately, there weren’t many guards around the Shrine.

When Feng Zhuo brought Ah Bao inside, it was without a sound.

“It’s so beautiful.” Ah Bao exclaimed. The Shrine was indeed made of real gold, shimmering under the moonlight.

“Every time the Shrine is rebuilt after an explosion, a new layer of real gold is added,” Feng Zhuo said, standing at the main entrance of the Shrine, never stepping inside.

Whenever he stood there, he felt an overwhelming emptiness and loneliness.

He didn’t know where this emotion came from, but it always made him feel a deep, unexplainable sadness.

This Shrine, like those in other nations, should have been guarded by a great deity.

Ah Bao responded with an “oh.”

【I heard Aunt Yun say that other countries have great deities, but our Tiansheng Empire doesn’t.】

Ah Bao entered the main hall, while Feng Zhuo walked slowly, each step on the stairs was careful and heavy.

Ah Bao had never seen Feng Zhuo so solemn.

He didn’t seem like a eunuch at all.

But according to the original story, Feng Zhuo was just a stand-in who died in place of his father, a disposable pawn.

It was cold in winter, and Ah Bao, wrapped up thickly, couldn’t step over the high threshold. She rolled right in, falling to the ground in a rather undignified manner.

Feng Zhuo helped Ah Bao up. “Princess, be careful.”

He meticulously brushed the dust off Ah Bao’s clothes.

Ah Bao wanted to walk by herself. The entire grand hall was empty, and their voices echoed continuously as they spoke.

[This place is so big!]

“Princess, you’re too small for such a place,” Feng Zhuo said, holding Ah Bao’s hand and standing in the center of the empty hall. He smiled, but a complex emotion flashed in his eyes.

[It’s so dark here…]

[Why aren’t the wall candles lit?]

Feng Zhuo patiently explained, “The candles in the Shrine have never been lit. It’s said that not even His Majesty or the late Emperor could get them to light. The reason is that our Tiansheng Empire lacks a great deity—without a divine protector, the candles cannot be lit.”

[So that’s why…]

[Even the candles are mocking our Tiansheng Empire, huh?]

Feng Zhuo, of course, couldn’t hear Ah Bao’s inner thoughts.

She could only silently grumble to herself.

Ah Bao’s eyes were fixed on the golden offering table in the center of the hall.

Not only were the outer walls gilded, but even the floor tiles and offering table inside were made of gold.

This suited Ah Bao’s taste perfectly.

What kind of deity was so blind as to ignore such a magnificent shrine?

[If they won’t come, I will!]

[I’ll become a great deity for my father!]

[I’ll protect the Tiansheng Empire! And if anyone dares say we don’t have a great deity, I’ll summon lightning to strike them down!]

Ah Bao had a determined spirit. She wouldn’t let other countries look down on them just because they lacked a great deity.

Even though she didn’t understand why her divine status couldn’t be established, she believed that if there was no deity, they should create one.

With great excitement, Ah Bao climbed onto the golden offering table.

Suddenly, the entire Shrine lit up!

Feng Zhuo froze in place, his eyes nearly popping out of his head.

First one wall sconce, then another…

Until the outside candles, and then the main hall’s candles, were all lit.

Even the night pearl, the size of a bowl and embedded in the central plaque of the Shrine, went from dim to bright, shining like a star.

The entire Shrine was now radiant, truly glittering with golden light.

It illuminated the surrounding area, as bright as daylight.

The citizens of the capital, seeing the Shrine lit up, rushed out of their homes. Some had already gone to bed but were dragged out by others.

“The Shrine is lit! Our Shrine is lit!”

Although the capital was chaotic tonight, with explosions to the east and west, the most important thing was that the Shrine in the center had lit up.

This had never happened in a thousand years.