I am Xuanming.

The most devout believer of the Glacier Goddess...although, she never came to me any kindness.

Of course, this is because I am too delusional?

The goddess of glaciers is omnipotent.

Her kindness is so precious, how could she give me such a humble existence?

Although, in the Ice Spirit God Clan, I came from a family of high-level gods. According to my bloodline, I don’t need any effort. As long as I grow up safely and smoothly, I will definitely have the power of the ‘Tenth Heaven of the Divine Realm’.

However, where is the family of high gods qualified to be favored by the goddess of glaciers, and where is it possible to obtain her grace?

In the Ice Spirit God Clan, the most important thing is to have self-knowledge.

What you can get and what you should not ask for.

I'm very smart, so, I understand.

I have been very well-behaved since I was a child. I have learned all kinds of divine laws and divine deeds. I have devoted myself to serving the gods. In the Temple of the Glacier Goddess, I graduated with perfect grades and became a qualified goddess envoy.

Because of my grades, and more importantly, because of my bloodline, I was sent to the legendary "Observation Outpost".

‘Observing the outpost’ is mysterious and is just a legend among the major gods.

It is said that there is extremely dangerous place, and it is said that gods may fall there at any time.

But it is also said that there are endless wealth and endless opportunities there.

In the "Observe the Outpost", if you work hard enough, if you are lucky enough, even if you are the bloodline of the most humble inferior soldier, you can change your destiny, reverse your fate, and become the supreme god king!

This must be the grace of the goddess of glaciers, who gave me such an incredible magical opportunity.

Therefore, I followed the nobles of the nobles, who came from the God King family, to the "Observation Outpost".

After a while, I finally knew where the ‘Observation Outpost’ was.

I finally realized what an incredible group of people who are "observing" or "surveillance", "vigilant", "always beware", and "ready to strike at any time".

However, no matter whether it is the ‘human race’ or the ‘Pangu remains’, it doesn’t matter after a period of time.

I fell in love with Youli.

He is also from a high-level god general's family, with status, bloodline and talent, and everything is comparable to me.

We fell in love, and soon entrusted ourselves to each other.

In the words of the ‘human race’, we are willing to die for each other.

The human race has beautiful words to describe our feelings. "The mountains have no edges, the rivers are exhausted, the winter thunder is shaking, the summer rain and snow, and the heaven and earth are united, so I dare to be separated from you."

The first time I snatched from the minions below, the family heirloom book passed down from generation to generation by the poor "human" indigenous people, I hugged and cried.

That was the first time that he and I were moved by words.

And on the broken "human race" inheritance book, there were large pieces of blood on the book made of lambskin.

It is said that those minions came to a certain indigenous tribe to kill wildly. The elders of the indigenous tribe abandoned their wives, children, and all their wealth and slaves, and ran away alone with a pile of books.

He ran not far away and was caught up by the minions and then killed him.

Until his death, he hugged the pile of 'useless books'.

"Useless", but it can move both of us so much that we are filled with tears... Saying a ruthless word, this is the glacier goddess and the ice god we believe in, and their "limited teachings" cannot bring us.

So, we silently and secretly collected the "human classics" brought back by the minions.

In the words of the nobles who are high above, these "human scriptures" are "evil" and "useless".

But we are immersed in these "evil" classics.

Really, it's too 'evil'.

Language, indigenous language, and those "celebrity-shaped square characters" that look annoying, how can we piece together so many...the rhetoric that makes our souls unstable and almost shattered?

‘The cicada is sad and sad. When facing the long pavilion, the sudden rain has just stopped, and the capital tent is in no mood to drink’…

‘The passionate one has been hurting the separation since ancient times, and it is even more neglected to the Qing Autumn Festival’…

‘A cup of sorrow, a few years of separation. Wrong, wrong, wrong’…

‘Although the alliance is here, it is hard to entrust the letter. Don’t, don’t, don’t’…

‘The jade building is still there now, but the red face is changed’…

‘I ask you how much sorrow you can have, just like a river of spring water flowing eastward’…

‘Human race’, how could you write such words? Such artistic conception? Such sadness? Such 'love'?

How could such a "human race" be the "barbaric natives" mentioned by His Highnesses, "uncivilized savages", and "damn humanoid resource library"?

No, he and I vaguely feel that perhaps we are the ‘barbaric natives’, ‘uncivilized savages’, ‘civilized savages’!

Because, we have returned more other 'human' classics.

Among them, there are so many philosophers and wise men. They have deeply analyzed the "life", "ethnicity", "civilization", "inheritance", and "the meaning of existence"!!!

And we never seem to think about these things.

Whether we are the so-called wisdom gods with amazing wisdom or the most brutal and violent barbarian gods, in the final analysis, what we care about is that "power is everything"!

Shameful gods!

Shameful god!

A shameful blood determines everything.

He and I admired this sentence extremely much, "Is there any kind of king, prince, general, and minister?"

But on this day, an extremely noble Your Highness came to observe the outpost. He was born in the top wealthy family of the Ice Spirit God Clan. He is a member of the "You Clan". There are several god kings in his clan, and there are also legendary god emperor-level existences.

He is also the descendant of a legendary "Divine Emperor".

It is said that the "God Emperor" was his great-grandfather.

Therefore, all His Highness who observed the outpost, took us all to greet him respectfully, flatter him, and use all ours to win his favor.

Because he came here not only for a short stay, but also for a comprehensive investigation of all the "trained" of His Highnesses who observed the outpost.

The evaluations he gave can even determine the future of these His Highnesses in the clan.

Therefore, everyone is making money around him, and everything that is best must be dedicated to him.

But we really didn't expect that this extremely noble Your Highness had no interest in the noble princes who came from the God King family, but instead fell in love with me, who was from the God King family!

How did things happen?

Anyway, the memory is a bit blurry.

In the end, the noble Highness howled hysterically, like a demon... tore him to pieces.

My lover, who tasted the beautiful words and shared the little and meager happiness and joy with me, was torn apart. From the ** to the soul, they were torn to pieces.

And I...

My body was treated with the most cruel means by the noble and lofty His Highness.

My soul, don’t punish the reincarnation system sent to the Mu Continent, the reincarnation generation after generation, and will be a man in every life.

What a ridiculous, funny, but extremely cruel punishment.

Reincarnation after life.

I clearly remember that I am a woman, but I am a man in every life.

I cannot accept the love of those kind and lovely women for me, and I cannot express my love to those men who occasionally touch my heartstrings.

Yes, I think I am sinful.

My lover, he died tragically, he disappeared, and I was unable to avenge him. Instead, I actually developed love for a few men in the cycle of reincarnation.

And my body is the body of a man!

sin.

Incomparable sin.

The extremely deep sense of guilt made me commit suicide again and again.

But...what is it useful?

The punishment of that noble and lofty His Highness still exists. I cannot completely settle myself, and I am still in the cycle of reincarnation again and again.

So this time, I was adopted by an elder from Qinglian Temple.

Then, try to be a Taoist who is indifferent to the world and has a stalemate.

Drink, watch the clouds, enjoy the flowers, and gently smell the different tastes in the wind in spring, summer, autumn and winter, and taste the beauty of this world.

As long as my life is long enough and my strength is strong enough, maybe I don’t have to bear some... too much, repeated pain, right?

So, I practice hard.

So, I practiced wildly.
To be continued...