Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Hong Dali was a person who valued his relationship with others. His family and friends were still waiting for him there, but he couldn’t return to them now…

“Do you hate me? Do you want to go back?” The Goddess of Wisdom could hear the dismay in Hong Dali’s words. She didn’t know why, but she felt a slight pain in her heart. This wasn’t to say that she had feelings for him, just that she felt that she couldn’t bring herself to dislike this young man. She muttered, “In your original world, you lived very freely. But here, you can’t do anything, not even leaving the top of this mountain. Are you very disappointed?”

“That’s right, I’m very disappointed.” Hong Dali smiled bitterly, shook his head, and said, “Actually, coming to this place is still fine. The crucial thing is that we can’t go down, so we’re unable to know what this place is. As a result, there’s no way of restoring your godly power. This is really depressing, isn’t it?”

Hong Dali sat on the ground, his mind blank.

The feeling of not being to do anything was quite awful. The most tragic thing in the world was none other than still being alive but being separated from everyone else in two different worlds. What’s more, his was not just two worlds, he was separated by two dimensions.

To ask a person like him who was lively, loved freedom, and lived carefreely every day to live alone on the top of this lone mountain, not being able to reunite with his friends and family ever again, what kind of torture was this? It wasn’t an overstatement to say that, although he hadn’t died, this was no different from being dead to him.

He had already looked around at the environment. It was a puzzle as to how this mountain was formed. From the top-down, it was practically a 90-degree steep angle, and it was the same on all sides. That meant to say that if he wanted to go down, he could only jump down. The consequence of that was very simple, which was to become a truly dead person.

Seeing Hong Dali in such a desolate state, the Goddess of Wisdom didn’t know what she should say too.

Even when he first saw her and was in the most dangerous situation, he was still very lively and full of spirit, not afraid at all. But now, he was so desolated. At this moment, the Goddess of Wisdom didn’t know if she was right in capturing Hong Dali in order to pursue the Devil.

Did she win? Not necessarily. Then, did Hong Dali gain an advantage? Not really.

“Do you hate me?” Feeling the deadly silence now, the Goddess of Wisdom felt a sense of boundless repression too. Unable to find peace, she therefore asked.

“Hate you? What for?” Hong Dali took in a deep breath, then suddenly smiled and said, “We each have our own states. You want to chase after the Devil and I want to protect my family. Since our stands are different, there isn’t any right or wrong in the first place. It’s just a pity that both of us didn’t have a good end. What’s most crucial now is that we can only be a pair of deities here—the only good news is that we probably won’t die from starvation or thirst and can at least live on for a few hundred years.”

The Goddess of Wisdom rested for a while and finally recovered slightly.

Being one of the highest gods in the universe, she had long forgotten how to get along with others and was at a loss of what to do. In fact, ever since she and Hong Dali had the most intimate relationship, her heart was already in a mess.

Which god could have thought that they would be forced by an ordinary human to have sex?

“Tell me about yourself.” The Goddess of Wisdom slowly stood up and walked up to Hong Dali’s side. This time, she learned her lesson and left a distance of as much as two meters between them. “Since you were chosen by the Devil, you must have had a very interesting life, right? Can you tell me about it?”

There were only the two of them here, they could only chat with each other in order to prevent boredom.

“My life? There’s a lot I can tell you about it.” Mentioning this, Hong Dali instantly talked non-stop. “At that time, I had only just come to this world. Then, everyone said that I was a prodigal. So be it, then. It didn’t matter what others thought of me, I wasn’t concerned about it anyway. At that time, I wash thinking that since my family had money anyway, and I needed to complete the missions, it should be fine to spend some money. However, I’m not a fool. Although I spent the money, I didn’t spend them on whatever. I bought those things that had some prospects but that others looked down on. What do you guess was the result? In the end, those things I bought all made money, hehe. And they earned a lot too. But I can’t just keep earning money, I have to spend money too. After all, money is just a figure. Only when I spend it can it be considered money, right?”

Once he started, he talked for more than two hours. Although the Goddess of Wisdom wished she could eat Hong Dali alive for what he did to her, she couldn’t help but admit that his story and life were very interesting. In terms of character, he wasn’t a bad person too. At least, he would take good care of his family and friends.

After listening to his life story, the Goddess of Wisdom shook her head, smiled, and said, “If I had known you were such a person, I might have observed you longer and wouldn’t be so eager to make a move.”

She said that from the bottom of her heart. She was too anxious in chasing after the Devil previously. If she had known Hong Dali was so kind and amiable, there wouldn’t be a need to use such methods at all. All she needed to do was secretly monitor him, then things wouldn’t end up like this, right?

Hong Dali got over his sadness quite fast. “Oh well, it’s too late for regrets now. Actually, thinking about it, you’re the Goddess of Wisdom, one of the highest Gods in the various dimensions. Being able to spend time with you here alone, how awesome is that? If one day we can get out from here, no one will believe me if I boast to them that I spent a period of happy time with the Goddess of Wisdom on the top of a mountain!”

“Who… Who’s spending time with you.” The Goddess of Wisdom looked away from him. “I came here out of helplessness, not by willingness.”

Her small-woman-like action caused Hong Dali to be dazed, and he muttered, “Sister Goddess, you’re really beautiful. Honestly speaking, I rarely praise someone like this. Even for my Xinxin and Sister Nianwei, I also rarely praise them like this too.”

“Alright, rest early.” The Goddess of Wisdom ignored this fellow and walked into the cave. “I’m warning you, you’re not allowed to come inside the cave. If not, I will kill you out!”

With two meanings in his words, Hong Dali said, “Alright, alright. I promise not to go enter the hole! I will just casually find a place and sleep. If I can wake up early tomorrow, I will make breakfast for you.”

She didn’t know why, but the Goddess of Wisdom subconsciously trembled—she kept having the feeling that this rascal was up to no good. But thinking over it carefully, she couldn’t seem to find any problem.

“When will the moon be clear and bright?

With a cup of wine in my hand, I ask the clear sky.

In the heavens on this night,

I wonder what season it would be?

I’d like to ride the wind to fly home.

Yet I fear the crystal and jade mansions

are much too high and cold for me.

Dancing with my moonlit shadow,

It does not seem like the human world…” Pleased with himself, Hong Dali hummed a song, found a suitable place, and went to sleep.