I Got Together with the Goddess [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 53

White mountains and black waters—to think Miao jiang actually has a region where the snow remains unmelted year-round.” The two had reached the borderlands of Miao jiang. Here, the mountains were so high they seemed to pierce the heavens, and the trees bore the marks of ice flowers and frost-carved patterns. It was a silent world of ice and snow.

Just as she finished speaking, Jiang Yiqing sneezed; it was simply too cold here.

Shui Mingsheng draped her own outer coat over Jiang Yiqing’s shoulders, disregarding the piercing cold on her own body as she walked forward.

“Mingsheng, I can just buy two coats from the mall. Aren’t you cold like this?” Jiang Yiqing asked.

“Yiqing, just wear it,” Shui Mingsheng said. “I was just thinking: why would the Death-Silence Gu exist in a place like this?”

“Are you saying that only by experiencing the state that the Death-Silence Gu feels can one see it?” Jiang Yiqing was very clever and reacted immediately.

Shui Mingsheng smiled. “Yes. Because it is freezing and desolate here, it exists here. Willing loneliness—that is the nature of the Death-Silence Gu.”

Hearing Shui Mingsheng say this, Jiang Yiqing believed more and more that she was the one who truly understood the Gu. Only such a person could exert the greatest power of the Gu insects and become the strongest.

Mingsheng was indeed an extraordinary person. To Jiang Yiqing, she was like a goddess.

And that goddess had actually become her wife. Such a realization of her heart’s desire filled Jiang Yiqing with gratitude.

“But staying frozen for too long will cause trouble, Mingsheng,” Jiang Yiqing said.

“But, Yiqing, I don’t feel the cold,” Shui Mingsheng replied.

“Really?”

“Do you feel cold, Yiqing?”

Jiang Yiqing wrapped Shui Mingsheng’s coat tightly around her body. An early autumn coat was naturally not very thick, yet Jiang Yiqing did not feel cold because Shui Mingsheng’s body heat surrounded her, becoming her own temperature. She felt warm from the depths of her soul.

Jiang Yiqing shook her head. Shui Mingsheng said, “Because I gave my coat to you, Yiqing, so you wouldn’t suffer from the cold, I don’t feel cold either.”

She took Jiang Yiqing’s exposed hand and placed it against her lower abdomen, saying, “Yiqing, feel it. It’s warm, isn’t it?”

It was indeed strange; Shui Mingsheng’s body was warm, even though they were surrounded by ice and snow.

Why?

Shui Mingsheng gave a mysterious smile.

Jiang Yiqing suddenly realized and said, “Is it… the Love Gu?”

“Yiqing is so smart,” Shui Mingsheng said. “Affection makes a person feel warm. My love for you makes it feel as if a furnace has been lit around me. I’m not cold at all.”

The Love Gu actually had such an effect? Jiang Yiqing found it incredible, but once again, she was shocked by the peculiar functions of these Gu insects.

“Yiqing, if you’re still cold, stay closer to me. Let’s try walking forward a bit,” Shui Mingsheng said.

“Okay.”

Holding hands, Jiang Yiqing leaned close to Shui Mingsheng, drawing near to the warmth. Clothes from the mall were no longer needed; having each other was enough.

After walking a distance across the snow, the icicles on the trees they passed began to melt, slowly dripping to the ground.

Gradually, they heard the sound of melting snow turning into water.

“The Tree Gu mentioned a stream formed by snowmelt. I think we might find something by the creek,” Shui Mingsheng said, following the direction of the flowing water.

The two arrived at the creek. In the trees on the opposite bank, they saw many nests. From within, small insects resembling fireflies flew out, except they had no light and their wings were a grayish-white.

“Is this the Death-Silence Gu?”

“Yes.”

The Death-Silence Gu were numerous, but not a single one approached them. Whenever Shui Mingsheng tried to walk toward the water’s edge, the Death-Silence Gu emitted a buzzing sound to warn one another.

Jiang Yiqing discovered that she could actually understand what they were saying.

“It’s a pair of lovers.”

“What are they doing here?”

“We are the Death-Silence Gu. Death-Silence and Love are completely incompatible.”

“I don’t want to get near ‘love’… it’s too hot, it will burn me to death.”

The Death-Silence Gu discussed amongst themselves.

“Be quiet, all of you!”

“Don’t forget you are Death-Silence Gu!”

“Why all the chirping? This is unseemly!”

The Death-Silence King Gu muttered after speaking: “They’ve brought a King Gu with them, what a terrifyingly powerful young girl. However, we are not so easy to deal with!”

The Listening Gu on Jiang Yiqing’s wrist glowed, and Shui Mingsheng heard their conversation as well. She felt somewhat helpless. “The Death-Silence Gu are very skilled at spiritual attacks. If they are made unhappy, they will destroy a person’s spirit and will. Therefore, we cannot use force; we need to communicate with them properly.”

“Then how long will that take?” Jiang Yiqing was also affected by the solemn and cold atmosphere of this place. There was no sign of life here; staying too long made one’s skin crawl.

“That’s a good question. No matter how long you stay, without my command, not a single one of my subjects will leave with you,” the Death-Silence King Gu said. “So, you’d better be sensible and leave early. This is not a place where humans should come.”

“Don’t speak so absolutely,” Shui Mingsheng said to the Death-Silence King Gu. “Look, the snow is melting, the creek is flowing and gathering into a lake in the distance. Even in this land of ice and snow, there is sound and movement. Nothing is immutable.”

“Nothing is immutable, including love?” The Death-Silence King Gu looked at the two and suddenly devised a plan. “When your love changes, we Death-Silence Gu will also change. At that time, I will allow you to take one Death-Silence Gu away.”

Jiang Yiqing got a little angry. “What do you mean? Are you trying to tear us apart?”

“Death-Silence and Love are fundamentally opposite existences. Humans, I do not welcome you. You come here and use the Love Gu to warm each other—don’t you think that’s very disrespectful to us Death-Silence Gu?”

Shui Mingsheng said to Jiang Yiqing, “Yiqing, just think of them as single dogs who can’t get a date. Everything makes sense if you think of it that way.”

Jiang Yiqing let out a “puchi” laugh and asked, “But how are we going to get the Death-Silence Gu?”

“Fortunately, even time does not flow here,” Shui Mingsheng said. “In Miao jiang, this land is called the ‘Land of Eternal Silence.’ Upon entering here, even time gets lost. So we have plenty of time until we find a way.”

“That’s good.”

The two waited, not knowing what they were waiting for, but they had to reach an agreement with the Death-Silence Gu.

Jiang Yiqing grew tired of standing and leaned into Shui Mingsheng’s arms. Shui Mingsheng held her, and the two slowly sat down beneath a tree.

Embracing each other, they felt very warm even without lighting a campfire.

There was no need for words; they understood each other’s hearts well enough.

Here, the two indeed became less inclined to speak. Over an unknown stretch of time, they began to communicate through glances. A single look from one to the other explained everything.

A strange thing happened: with the spot where they sat as the center, fresh green sprouts began to emerge from the base of that large tree, growing rapidly. Soon, it turned into a patch of green grass.

When this green, representing vitality, appeared, the Death-Silence King Gu began to lose its composure. It said, “Humans, how long do you intend to stay?”

They actually did nothing and didn’t feel bored at all. They were young, but their temperaments seemed much more mature than many others, able to endure the loneliness.

“Until we can obtain the Death-Silence Gu,” Shui Mingsheng said.

“What do you want the Death-Silence Gu for?”

“To fuse it with the Nightmare Gu to create the Night Gu.”

“The Night Gu.” The Death-Silence Gu hadn’t expected Shui Mingsheng to know them so well. Of course, this was also the first time it had heard about such things so clearly from a human’s mouth. “And then?”

“What happens then, I don’t know,” Shui Mingsheng said. “Are you willing to hand over a Death-Silence Gu to me?”

“No, because we are Death-Silence Gu. We cannot be moved by anything.”

Shui Mingsheng looked at Jiang Yiqing and said, “Yiqing, I think we have to change our way of thinking.”

“What?”

“What does the Death-Silence Gu fear most?” Shui Mingsheng asked.

“I think—it’s hope?” Jiang Yiqing said after a brief thought.

“Hope?” Shui Mingsheng nodded as she spoke; she agreed with Jiang Yiqing’s assessment. “However, I don’t know where the Hope Gu is.”

“I believe hope is everywhere, but it is difficult for people to grasp. The greatest hope is still within a person’s heart,” Jiang Yiqing said.

“Yiqing, do you mean that as long as the hope in my heart is strong enough, I can move the Death-Silence King Gu?”

“It should be so.”

“Yiqing, do you think we will ultimately succeed? To obtain the legacy of the Thousand-Year Saintess of Miao jiang.” Shui Mingsheng honestly faced the unease in her heart. “Those competing with us are all famous Grand Gu Masters of Miao jiang. Compared to them, I am just a novice. I only have the Spirit Snake Gu. While I have no rivals in the Three Villages of Qingjiang, there are seventy-two villages in Miao jiang, many with foundations far deeper than the Shui family. The Shui family can only be considered a rising house among them.”

“Mingsheng, I believe more than anyone that you are the next Saintess of Miao jiang.” Jiang Yiqing gazed into her eyes and said, “You are the goddess in my heart. You can definitely do it.”

Looking into Jiang Yiqing’s eyes, Shui Mingsheng felt an infinite, fluttering tremor in her heart, as if ten thousand butterflies were spreading their wings.

She hadn’t realized she held such a high position in Jiang Yiqing’s heart. In her view, Yiqing was the goddess in her heart; she had pursued her with the arrogant brashness of youth, only to pull the moon itself into her embrace.

Shui Mingsheng was a person who deeply needed the support of others; often, receiving one part of support allowed her to burn with ten parts of effort. And now, she had the full support of the person most important to her.

She believed she could be invincible, that she could realize her ideals and fulfill her lover’s wishes.

The thing called Hope ignited in her heart, instantly turning into a prairie fire.

“Yiqing, I will definitely obtain the treasure of the Thousand-Year Saintess and honor you as our Saintess of Miao jiang,” Shui Mingsheng said, holding Jiang Yiqing tightly.

Jiang Yiqing’s face was flushed as she said tenderly, “With you thinking this way, what more could I ask for? I am not a person of Miao jiang after all, Mingsheng. The Saintess of Miao jiang can only be you.”

Watching the two in their loving state, it was as if the Gu insects no longer existed to them.

The hope in Shui Mingsheng’s heart caused the carpet of green grass to sweep outward even faster. On the grass, various crystalline and beautiful flowers bloomed. This scenery, which usually only belonged to a spring wilderness, rapidly spread across the land.

The Death-Silence King Gu had no choice but to surrender. If this continued, the Death-Silence Gu would lose their living space.

“Fine, fine. You have your Death-Silence Gu. Now leave quickly,” it said, flapping its wings and guiding one of its subjects to the two of them.

This Death-Silence Gu followed them voluntarily. It said, “I don’t want to stay in this place of dead silence anymore. Let me go with you and light the path ahead.”

“Thank you,” the two said in unison.