Madmen don't keep diaries

Chapter 336-335 God's Gossip and Eclipse's Stance

Feng Xiuhu only had a vague understanding of the intricacies between Eastern and Western gods from Shi's fragmented words, but because they were so fragmented, he was never able to form a sufficiently intuitive impression.

Hearing Shi complain that he knew nothing, Feng Xiuhu turned around and blamed him: "How can you blame me? It's because you always beat around the bush. If you could explain it to me clearly all at once, would I have to act like an illiterate person?"

After a moment of silence, Shi realized that Feng Xiuhu's words made some sense.

After a moment's consideration, Shi began by revisiting a topic that had been left unfinished.

"Do you remember once you asked me why the relationship between wind and rain and fog is not harmonious? We didn't finish that conversation. We had just started talking about how truth entangled Xi Jun when we stopped talking about it."

Feng Xiuhu recalled for a moment and remembered that there was indeed such a thing, so he nodded: "It really is. How did the matter of wind and rain and mist get involved with Xi Jun and Zhen Li?"

Mr. Gray was already exhausted, but when he heard the two talking about the secrets of the true God, he managed to muster up some strength and move over.

He wasn't gossiping; he was just genuinely curious. Since his birth, Mr. Grey had never met a single one of his kind if he hadn't encountered Feng Xiuhu. And since he had to hide from the new god, he was extremely eager to learn about the story of the "god."

Shi did not refuse Mr. Hui's request to listen in, and kindly repeated what he had already told Feng Xiuhu.

"After Truth appeared, he first beat up all five main gods of the Western Continent, becoming the most powerful god in the Western Continent. Then he turned his attention to the Eastern Continent."

“He directly challenged Xi Jun, but ended up being defeated by Xi Jun—but Xi Jun could not completely kill Zhen Li, so he could only let him go.”

“From then on, the truth became entangled with Xi Jun—he could not achieve his goals by force, so he had to adopt a more conciliatory strategy.”

"But Xi Jun was clear-headed. No matter how much Zhen Li tried to persuade her, she knew how ugly the ambition hidden beneath Zhen Li's hypocritical facade was."

Shi said to Feng Xiuhu, "From Feng Yu, you already know about her relationship with Xi Jun."

“Xi Jun saved Feng Yu, and since then Feng Yu has been devoted to Xi Jun. Therefore, Feng Yu has never been kind to Zhen Li.”

"In Western mythology, the mist has always been a staunch supporter of truth."

Feng Xiuhu raised his eyes and interjected, "Why the God of Mist of all?"

This question hits the nail on the head.

Shi chuckled lightly: "It's still because of Truth's ambition to seize control of the Eastern Continent."

"Although Xi Jun has explicitly forbidden Zhen Li from setting foot on the Eastern Continent, this does not mean that Zhen Li is helpless. He himself is intimidated by Xi Jun's power and dares not come in person, but he has still done a lot over the years."

"The introduction of Western industry and the church by the Duke of Daguo is the best example."

"Truth has been slowly eroding the Eastern Continent in other ways and from other angles."

"Let's leave these worldly matters aside for now and return to the affairs between the gods."

"The faith of Wind and Rain spreads throughout the coastal areas of the Eastern Continent and is the first line of defense in the conflict between Eastern and Western faiths. The believers of Mist and Wind and Rain happen to have a lot in common, so Mist is the most suitable candidate to deal with Wind and Rain."

"Truth thus approached the fog, and for the fog, this was profitable, so the two hit it off immediately."

"So from that time on, the feud between wind, rain and fog was already formed."

"But at the time, no one expected that they would have been planning for so long in order to wait for an opportunity."

Feng Xiuhu looked up at the sky. The mist swirled beneath the clouds, sometimes scattered by the gale, and then broke through the rain curtain to continue rolling.

The figures of the two true gods were not clearly visible, but the horrifying scene, resembling a natural disaster, was enough to demonstrate the intensity of the battle.

"Chance……"

Feng Xiuhu muttered to himself, "Like today?" "Perhaps."

Shi replied in a low voice, "Whether Xi Jun has really disappeared or not, even just to confirm the truth of this matter, it is worth taking a gamble."

Feng Xiuhu pursed his lips: "The problem is, we know they made the right bet."

Shi fell silent.

Feng Xiuhu asked, "What if they bet right?"

Eclipse remains silent.

Feng Xiuhu asked again, "Will the Empress die?"

Shi hesitated for two seconds: "Not necessarily... The wind and rain are stronger than you think, if she's willing to risk her life."

uncertain?
What kind of answer is that?

Shi seemed to be implying something, and Feng Xiuhu knew he probably wouldn't get an answer from her, so he changed the subject: "Who do you hope will win? I mean, now that you've fallen out with Xi Jun, which side would be more advantageous for you to win?"

"Of course, it's wind and rain."

Without hesitation, Shi replied, "If the wind and rain are defeated, the Western Gods will be able to confirm the fact that Xi Jun is missing—without Xi Jun as their backbone, even without the external help of the Western Gods, the Eastern Gods will be in trouble internally."

Feng Xiuhu didn't understand: "But what does this have to do with you?"

Shi explained, “If the gods confirm that Xi Jun is missing, more people will start looking for her—I don’t want her to be found.”

Now Feng Xiuhu understood—Xi Jun had simply disappeared, not vanished from this world.

From this statement, Feng Xiuhu also deduced something: "Xi Jun is trapped somewhere by you. She can't get out on her own, so you're afraid that someone will find her and rescue her?"

Shi said sullenly, "More or less—but it's not that she can't get out, it's just that I don't know how long it will take her to get out."

Feng Xiuhu looked up and saw that the rain seemed to be weakening compared to before.

"Since we want her to win, shouldn't we help her? I saw on the Broken Wave Bridge that she seemed to be injured."

Shi Que seemed completely unconcerned about this: "I told you, as long as she's willing to fight, the Mist is no match for her—unless Truth takes action himself, but he would never dare to set foot on the Eastern Continent before it's confirmed whether Xi Jun is truly missing."

Feng Xiuhu asked curiously, "So what exactly do you mean by 'desperately'?"

Shi sighed: "It will probably be a difficult decision for her... to give up the power to suppress the wind and rain."

At this time.

Seven-colored scales floated to the surface of the water, gazing at the sky and emitting a long, low murmur.

The most tragic one today has to be this big fish. First, in order to buy a chance for the "God of Mist", it risked its life to fight the goddess and suffered several heavy blows from her. Then, when it tried to help the real God of Mist, it was ambushed by Mr. Gray hiding on the boat and suffered three solid knife wounds.

It can be said that they put in the most effort and took the worst beatings.

Although it wasn't fatal, the health bar was definitely dropping.

Taking advantage of the moment to catch its breath, Seven-Colored Scales called out to all the merfolk in the city.

PS: In Chapter 107, Shi was interrupted when he was talking about the rumors between Xi Jun and the God of Truth.

(End of this chapter)