By associating with Nezha, I became the darling of the Chinese gods.

Chapter 195 Zhen Su Prays for Blessings, Wishing You a Smooth Journey

[Please wait a moment, host. The calculation of the specific gains of Chinese deity faith points is in progress...]

[Ding, calculation complete.]

[Congratulations, host, you have gained a total of 639 million Faith Points in Chinese Deities this time.]

[The system has detected that the host's level of faith in Chinese deities is about to reach level 10. Please continue your efforts and level up!]

Almost level 10 already?

That fast?!

Wen Miao stared wide-eyed in surprise.

It seems that more and more people are watching this epic battle live outside the exam hall.

Just as Zhou Qiyu said, the empire also joined the war.

Perhaps these faith points are combined from the Federation and the Empire.

If things continue at this pace, she'll soon be able to summon the gods to descend to earth and help her in battle again!
I wonder which deity will be summoned next...

Wen Miao couldn't help but hug the little somersault cloud in her arms tightly, her heart pounding with excitement.

But just then, Wen Miao suddenly raised her head and stared blankly at the sky.

Huh, weird.

Why did she feel like someone was glaring at her?
Is it an illusion?

Before Wen Miao could even think it through, the system continued broadcasting the report:

[Ding! This assistance period is about to end. The Netherworld portal is now officially entering its closing countdown.]

[Please note, host, that due to the large number of deities appearing this time, the system will send off the Chinese deities one by one. This is expected to be completed within 2 minutes.]

As soon as the system finished speaking, Sun Wukong seemed to sense something and looked thoughtfully towards the distant horizon.

"It seems like we're going back."

Sun Wukong first unconsciously tapped the ground with his golden cudgel, then hoisted it onto his shoulder, his posture indescribably majestic.

He looked at Wenmiao and said, "Wenmiao, I'll lend you my somersault cloud. If you encounter any danger, just ask me to come down as before!"

"No matter what kind of monsters or demons you encounter, I, Old Sun, will always appear to save you!"

After saying this, Sun Wukong's figure disappeared first, stepping on the misty clouds.

Even though the Monkey King is gone, he still leaves people with a strong sense of security.

"Thank you for your protection, Great Sage!" Wen Miao stood still, clutching the little somersault cloud that Sun Wukong had left her, and respectfully bowed.

the other side.

Pigsy and Sandy also came over to say goodbye.

Pigsy, with his large belly, darted around with his eyes darting about, and said in a deep, muffled voice:
"With Brother Monkey around, I, Old Pig, will no longer bother to join in the fun."

Moreover, there are so many gods in Heaven who want to descend to the mortal realm, and many of them are even more powerful than him.

So it seems like it's not his turn to be next!
Sha Wujing breathed a sigh of relief and said with concern, "Be careful on the way. If you encounter any danger, just use the somersault cloud that your senior brother gave you to escape."

Both deities meant well, and Wen Miao smiled and bowed in thanks, expressing her gratitude for their willingness to descend to the mortal realm to assist in the battle.

When they looked up again, Pigsy and Sandy were nowhere to be seen.

Tang Sanzang clasped his hands together, looking at Wenmiao with a compassionate expression, and said, "Amitabha."

As soon as he uttered a Buddhist phrase, his figure vanished.

at the same time.

Because he failed to successfully hand over the Wind Fire Wheels to Wen Miao, Ao Lie's entire dragon was ashen-faced, as if he could already see Nezha's expressionless face when he returned to Heaven.

This is absolutely deadly!
He really didn't want to face that killing god!
No!

He'll definitely have to ask the Great Sage to help him block it later!
Thinking of this, Ao Lie closed his eyes and followed Tang Sanzang out of the God War Examination Hall, afraid that he would not be able to catch up with Sun Wukong's pace later.

The surrounding examinees didn't dare to make a sound or disturb them, but just stood aside, wide-eyed and envious as they watched the Chinese deity bid farewell to Wenmiao.

Nothing!
They really had an eye-opening day!
It turns out that the relationship between believers and deities can be so warm and friendly!
wrong!

They don't seem like believers, but rather more like... family members who don't ask for anything in return.

Jiang Yu lowered her voice and muttered to herself:

"Why do I feel like these Chinese deities are treating Wen Miao like their own child who needs protection?"

Zhou Qiyu, who was standing next to him, twitched at the corner of his mouth, but surprisingly did not refute Jiang Yu's words.

Ahem. To be honest, he felt the same way.

The gods of China are so kind to Wenmiao!
Only Suzaku remained in the same spot.

She calmly retracted her fiery wings and casually straightened her gorgeous sleeves, which were still dripping with flames.

Then, she suddenly swung her hand forward.

"Star is coming!"

A soft murmur, a gentle whisper completely different from the one used when commanding the Seven Stars.

The next moment, the 'Seven Mansions of the South' above the Vermilion Bird's head shone brightly once again.

"Splash splash splash!"

It was like waves coming in, and like flowers blooming.

The constellation Zhen, located at the end of the 'Vermilion Bird Star Chart', suddenly shone brightly, enveloping the candidates around Wenmiao in a warm starlight.

The starlight, imbued with a profound sense of protection, amazed all the examinees present.

"So beautiful!" Fan Ling was in a daze, a look of longing on her face.

The constellation Zhen belongs to the element of water, and water is associated with downward flow, signifying great fortune.

Zhuque raised her eyes, her gaze fixed on Wenmiao, and smiled gently:
"May the auspicious star Zhen bestow blessings upon you, wishing you great success in this battle, smooth sailing, and a safe journey!"

As she spoke, Zhuque lightly touched the ground with her fingertips, sprinkling the auspicious starlight that carried good fortune upon the foreheads of Wenmiao and the others.

Instantly, a warm and powerful force enveloped them.

The Vermilion Bird's whisper echoed in my ear:
"Wenmiao, I will watch over you from the South Heavenly Gate along with my fellow gods."

What do you mean... all the gods are watching her?

Wen Miao's mind went blank for a moment, and she blinked in confusion, her heart pounding faster than ever.

The absurd thought that had flashed through my mind earlier resurfaced uncontrollably—

Could it be that the Chinese gods in heaven have been watching her since the very beginning of this divine war?
thump!
thump!
In an instant, it dawned on me.

Yes.

No wonder the gods who came to her aid on her previous occasions all happened to coincidentally.

Then came the Four Dragon Kings and the Great Sage from the East Sea.

From the western border came Nüba and the demon god Chiyou.

It turns out that the Chinese gods had always been behind her.

She was never alone.

Suzaku's voice faded into the distance, until only a faint, almost imperceptible chuckle remained:

"The Peach Banquet will be held soon after the war. Perhaps you could come and visit the Heavenly Court; it will be very lively..."

Wen Miao's throat tightened inexplicably, she held the little somersault cloud tightly in her arms, and a smile slowly bloomed on her face.

A myriad of complex emotions converge into just two simple words—

"Thank you."

The farewell was over, and all the gods departed.

Jiang Yu quickly walked to Wen Miao's side and urged her:

"Wenmiao, stop standing there! Let's hurry to the Northern Border!"

As he spoke, Jiang Yu pointed to the God War map on the Star Network system and shouted at the top of his lungs:

"The North is extremely far from here. If this drags on, it's likely that the North will fall before we even get there!"

Too late?
how could it be possible!
Wen Miao was amused. She looked down at the little somersault cloud in her arms, patted Jiang Yu's shoulder, and comforted him:

"Don't worry! With the Great Sage's somersault cloud, we'll definitely be on the battlefield in less than three seconds!"

Somersault Cloud?
Is this the magic weapon that the Great Sage lent to Wenmiao just now?

Jiang Yu and the others turned their gazes to the palm-sized somersault cloud, frowning in confusion.

But only three seconds?

How can this ethereal cloud be used to reach the battlefield in three seconds?

(End of this chapter)