This Human Immortal Is Too Serious-Chapter 508 - 506

When men start being evasive, that's really all they become.

Wu Wang looked at the Martial God hesitating before him and suddenly felt like asking the guy.

What exactly are you afraid of? Are you afraid of being rejected, or that Liuli God will turn and run away?

Wu Wang was puzzled, but he could not say anything, for his incarnation at this moment was also just a novice on the path of love. That's all there was to it.

Seeing the Martial God dawdling for a long time without any intention of stepping out the door, Wu Wang could not help but consider asking.

At that moment, the Martial God lifted his elbow and sniffed carefully at his armpit.

Tsk, it seems even gods can't escape common customs.

Then, recalling the age of this great god, and that phrase he had mentioned before...

Who wouldn't want to hold a girl's delicate hand?

Wu Wang looked at the Martial God with sympathy and feelings of commiseration. Once upon a time, it was also his unattainable dream, but now that he had escaped the sea of suffering, he naturally wanted to help his comrades on the Great Dao to strive for the fruits of happiness.

The Martial God turned his head and asked, "Qing Shan, take a look, does this silver armor add a touch of grace to my appearance?"

"It looks very good," Wu Wang replied with a strained smile.

"Then it's settled!"

The Martial God straightened his waist, his whole body swayed slightly as he carefully surveyed every detail. As he walked, a subtle friction noise came from his armor, yet it felt quite pleasing to the ear.

Wu Wang asked, "Are you going over now?"

"Yes, let's go," the Martial God answered with a grand gesture, walking a few steps towards the door before stepping back again. "Why don't you join me?"

Wu Wang almost kicked out in response.

"I can accompany you," he said, "but how will you manage when I help you from the outside using the Obedience Talisman?"

The Martial God appeared thoughtful, then clapped his hands. "Liuli God is no stranger; I'll go by myself!"

No sooner had he spoken than the Martial God strode briskly out the door, his form flashed, about to disappear—only for him to stop short.

"Qing Shan, do you think I should change my hairstyle?"

"Let's go together; I'll join you."

Without hesitation, Wu Wang rushed out the door and grabbed hold of the Martial God's arm.

The Martial God showed a satisfied smile, then took a half step forward; both he and Wu Wang vanishing in a flash of light. This sudden disappearance was so startling that a few passing Maidens nearby were left with dazed eyes, almost as if their souls had departed.

The Martial God directly arrived at the very top of the spire. Pulling Wu Wang with him, he materialized on the highest platform of the spire, in front of a thin layer of Divine Power Barrier.

At that moment, the Martial God's lips quivered; he suddenly seemed too nervous to enter.

"Teacher?"

Wu Wang tugged at the Martial God's sleeve.

As if snapped out of a trance, the Martial God immediately stepped forward, lowering his voice according to Qing Shan's earlier advice to make it more magnetic, ensuring the voice hovered in his vocal cords, fully relaxing his larynx to produce a bubbly tone:

"Is anyone there?"

Wu Wang almost turned around and ran! The opening line "Is anyone there?", the middle "Have you come back home?", the conclusion "I'm going to take a shower." The overwhelming sense of déjà vu.

The Barrier immediately flickered with Divine Light, and the silhouette inside seemed somewhat flustered, flickering several times before appearing on the inner side of the Barrier. Even Wu Wang and the Martial God could see the image of Liuli God hastily gathering her long hair, a scene filled with charming grace.

The Martial God's throat trembled slightly, as if he wanted to say something but suddenly forgot; then he reflexively grabbed Wu Wang's arm and shook it vigorously. A Strong God who usually embodied might and resolve now resembled someone afflicted by a petrification curse, his entire body stiff as a rock.

Wu Wang spoke out directly, "Goddess of Liuli, Teacher Martial God has brought me to visit you."

The Barrier flickered twice and then burst like a bubble.

There before them stood the usual breathtakingly ethereal The Goddess of Liuli, who bowed her head, placing a hand over her chest in salute to the Martial God.

"Sir, what brings you to my abode?"

"Uh well..."

The Martial God sniffed and suddenly put on a stern face, saying, "I've come to see if you've done any reflection."

A flicker of sorrow passed through Liuli God's eyes, and she revealed a self-mocking smile. She suddenly remembered the rumors she had heard; according to the Sword God who enjoyed ridiculing others, the Martial God might change the Twelve Realms of Martial God to Eleven Realms. Is that really the case? Was she, with her lackluster strength and almost non-existent ability to manage the Divine Realm, the one to be eliminated? If so, let it be.

Wu Wang acutely noticed the subtle change in Liuli God's demeanor and was just about to warn the Martial God when he looked up...

Well, at this moment, the Martial God looked as if he were seeing this incarnation as it would have been if its main soul hadn't returned at the age of eight and it had simply grown up. The Martial God had become so nervous that he had started to hold his breath.

Liuli God looked up at the Martial God, who habitually assumed a tense expression.

She sighed softly in her heart and said, "I already know where I went wrong. Ming Qing God and I are both subordinate gods to the Martial God. Even if we have personal grudges, we should not have started a fight, making a spectacle for other Innate Gods to see and tarnishing the dignity of the Martial God."

The Martial God was taken aback for a moment and said softly, "Actually, it's not that I'm blaming you like that. The influence of this incident is indeed not good. Well, why don't you rest, and I…"

"How about we sit down and have a cup of tea!"

Wu Wang stepped forward; he almost shouted the words.

"Ah, right," the Martial God stepped forward as well, looking straight at Liuli God. "How about we sit down and have a cup of tea. I... there are some very important matters that I might need to talk to you about, talk to you seriously."

Liuli God nodded slightly without saying much and turned to walk towards the distant doorway.

"The Goddess of Liuli!"

Wu Wang hurriedly called out, "You sit down with the Martial God, and I will call for Xiao Wei to bring tea over!"

Liuli God said, "Xiao Wei is cultivating; let the Priests do it."

"Ah, okay!"

Wu Wang promptly agreed and, moving like a Spiritual Snake, shot straight to the thick stone door. Before leaving, he turned his head to look at the Martial God. The Martial God had also given Wu Wang a reassuring nod. The Martial God was beginning to find his composure.

「So, moments later.」

Wu Wang called over a Priest to instruct them about preparing the tea and then yawned to indicate he was tired and needed to rest. The Priest knew what to do and led Wu Wang to a narrow stone room. Wu Wang instructed the Priest to ensure no one came to disturb him, then with a bang, he shut the door.

Everything was ready!

Wu Wang held the Jade Talisman and gently shook it.

In front of Liuli God, the Martial God glanced at his sleeve, where the bound Jade Talisman was also trembling lightly. This indicated that Wu Wang was all set on his side.

Now, Wu Wang just needed to close his eyes, and through the Martial God's vision, he could see the beautiful Goddess.

Both gods were seated in soft chairs by the window, and the atmosphere was somewhat oppressive. Behind The Goddess of Liuli was the azure sky and light white clouds; she wore a light golden dress threaded with silver, which beautifully outlined her slim and exquisite figure.

The Martial God did not activate the Listening Talisman; he still had the stubbornness of a Strong God.

He pondered for what seemed like a long moment. There was a slight dimming in the expression of The Goddess of Liuli, as if she was lost in thought.

Suddenly, the Martial God said, "Liuli, how long have you been with me?"

Liuli God said softly, "For over five hundred twenty-four thousand, six hundred years."

Thinking he had found a way into the conversation, the Martial God continued, "I have always been good to you, haven't I?"

"Yes," The Goddess of Liuli smiled wistfully. "Without the protection of the Martial God, I would not have had so many peaceful years. The Martial God has shown me kindness, and I am aware of it."

"Then..."

"My Lord, you don't have to say any more. I know what I should do."

The Goddess of Liuli showed a slight smile, but her eyes were a bit moist.

"I will leave the Martial God World. Since you have already made your choice... I truly am not as good as Ming Qing God in managing the Divine Realm and in personal strength. I understand your decision. Thank you for your care all this time, my Lord."

"Hey!"

The Martial God's eyes widened as he saw The Goddess of Liuli about to rise and walk towards the spire's lookout. Suddenly flustered and panicked, it seemed as if a relationship that was about to be grasped was struggling to fly away, like a cooked duck...

A sweeping sense of loneliness from the long years flooded over him. The painful torment of countless lonely nights tossing and turning. Was he, the Martial God, not worthy of a sweet romance, condemned to be alone... Qing Shan!

The Martial God hastily patted his wrist. His robust body shuddered twice, and his gaze suddenly sharpened.

"Liuli!"

In both Wu Wang's stone room and the Martial God's divine presence, the same words were called out. But Wu Wang's words were swallowed by the soundproof Barrier and did not truly carry.

Liuli God paused in her steps and turned slightly to look at the Martial God.

'The Martial God' was looking down, appearing to have several strains of frustration on his forehead, his whole face somewhat gloomy.

This would be the moment when, if the Martial God were to start singing, and a group of barefoot Priests clad in long dresses were to emerge and begin to dance gracefully, the scene would be starkly pristine and sanitary. Cough, to speak seriously.

[Qing Shan's Eighteen Forms, first form: Feign depth to attract attention.]

'Martial God' sighed softly and looked up at Liuli God, his eyes swirling with persistent sorrow. Then he gazed up at the dome at a forty-five-degree angle, his entire demeanor filled with loneliness.

Looking again at Liuli God, thick reluctance welled up in her eyes as she slowly turned from her averted pose to gaze steadily at Martial God's face.

"My Lord?"

"Liuli, do you know?"

Martial God's Adam's apple bobbed. "I…sigh, I don't know how to say this."

In that small stone chamber, Wu Wang hooked a finger under his chin, pondering how to confess Martial God's feelings while keeping the words and actions true to Martial God's character. If he set the 'tone' too high, Martial God might not be able to follow through. First, Wu Wang had to determine whether Liuli God truly had feelings for Martial God, as that was the foundation of everything.

"Liuli, you know this."

Martial God repeated.

"My Lord, I don't know what has gotten into you," Liuli God took a half step forward.

"I never wanted to drive you away; in fact, I never even entertained the thought of you leaving my side. You know that I'm a clumsy oaf, I..."

'Martial God' looked down at his palms, his voice gradually taking on a tremulous tone at the end.

"I don't want you to leave, Liuli."

Liuli God's eyes suddenly brimmed with mist, then quickly turned away, taking a soft breath to maintain her usual cool composure. Like crystal itself.

"My Lord, I understand," Liuli God revealed a gentle smile, her eyes seeming to shine. After so many years, this statement seemed to be the best answer to her.

'I don't want you to leave.'

"So, you weren't trying to send me away?" Liuli God asked softly, her hands crossed in front of her, her voice gentle. "I thought... I must have misunderstood."

At that moment, Wu Wang felt a flicker of hesitation. He could clearly sense that The Goddess of Liuli harbored feelings for Martial God, but the situation as it stood was fairly good already. Allowing Martial God and Liuli God to spend more time together, for them to slowly take that step forward, that would truly capture the spirit of things falling into place naturally, of a stream flowing gently on.

Just as Wu Wang was about to slow down the story's 'pace,' Martial God's voice suddenly resounded in Wu Wang's heart.

"Well played, Qing Shan! Quick, keep talking! Express my feelings to her! Strike while the iron is hot, pursue the victory!"

Wu Wang: ...

Who exactly is supposed to be watching the show here?

'Subverting Roles.'

Forget it, since Martial God is so unrestrained, I might as well help him out. What happens afterward is none of my concern.

Let's begin, Qing Shan's Eighteen Styles, the eighteenth style!

"Liuli?"

'Martial God' spoke warmly, "Could you come over here?"

Though puzzled, The Goddess of Liuli obliged and stepped forward. Their eyes met, and through Martial God's gaze, Wu Wang could feel the intense passion that lay hidden beneath The Goddess of Liuli's calm exterior.

How did this layer of concealment come to be? Wu Wang didn't know and didn't wish to. He stood up with the Jade Talisman in hand, waiting for The Goddess of Liuli to come closer. Suddenly, he stepped forward and reached out in a beckoning gesture.

Martial God abruptly embraced The Goddess of Liuli.

"My Lord! What are you—"

The Goddess of Liuli tried to struggle, but after Martial God whispered a few words in her ear, her efforts quickly weakened, and she eventually couldn't help but return the embrace.

"Liuli, does not your name speak of staying and not departing? Without you, I would be alone. When I feel lonely, helpless, joyous, furious, or empty, I have no one to soothe my emotions. The life of a god is far too long, so long that I have reached the end of the Martial Arts, yet I find myself still alone. I don't know how you feel about me, but I have been fascinated by you for a long time. Today, whether you are willing or not, you will stay. I want you to stay."

"My Lord…"

Liuli God's voice trembled softly like a lamb, as she looked up at Martial God's face.

'Martial God' gazed down at her intently before slowly leaning in closer.

Liuli God closed her eyes.

Seeing this, Wu Wang deactivated the Jade Talisman and tossed it aside.

What comes next, even a fool would know, right? Once this paper window is pierced, the accumulated emotions of hundreds of thousands of years might burst forth, and perhaps by tomorrow, the Luili Realm will officially become the prime realm of the Martial God World. Tsk.

Wu Wang shook his head, put away the Jade Talisman, and stretched lazily. He hadn't felt anything just now; his actions here were reflected by Martial God himself, the real conductor of events.

How would I rate my own performance today?

Wu Wang pulled open the stone door of the chamber; he needed to go find someone and remind them not to disturb the Goddess of Liuli today.

I can only say that before becoming the Heavenly Emperor, as the Marriage God who once presided over the fates of living beings, matchmaking among Innate Gods was a piece of cake for me. And now, I've done it again...

RUMBLE... CLACK.

The stone door before Wu Wang closed.

A similar, but louder noise came from the side. The main door of the hall where Liuli God was located also closed.

The Martial God, who was just walking out of the door, looked at Wu Wang with bright eyes, grinned, and gave him a thumbs up.

"Hahaha!"

"No, what are you doing!"

Wu Wang glared at the Martial God, gesturing towards the inside and then at the floor beneath them.

The Martial God scratched his nose apologetically and waved at Wu Wang. The two disappeared in a flash of Divine Light, leaving several confused Priestesses behind.

「A moment later, on a certain cloud.」

"Teacher Martial God, why did you come out?"

"I... shouldn't I have come out?"

"No! What did you do after I left?"

Wu Wang's voice trembled a bit, clearly agitated.

"I complimented her! Didn't you say that to chase a goddess, you must compliment her, preferably subtly?"

The Martial God chuckled, savoring the memory, hands tucked in his sleeves, and decided not to wash them for a few days.

"You're really something, kid, creating such a great atmosphere for me."

"Then?"

"I just held her, gazing at her face so close to me, and said with all my tenderness—'You are so beautiful.' She was stunned! Hahaha! And after that, I ran off! I was too embarrassed! I've never said such a thing in all these years."

Wu Wang: ...

"Put me down."

"What's wrong?"

The Martial God blinked, a question mark appearing above his head.

"Kiss her, man! You were supposed to kiss her!"

"What's that?"

Wu Wang could only patiently explain that the occasion called for a kiss, not just a compliment. The Martial God instantly scratched his head in frustration.

"Qing Shan, don't be in such a hurry, man. I just don't have the experience, right?"

The Martial God muttered, "I figured, after confessing, it would take at least a few hundred years to get to the hand-holding stage, right? And now a direct kiss? Doesn't that skip steps that should take ten thousand years?"

"Teacher, you stay single. That's better for the Goddess of Liuli too." 𝐟𝚛𝕖𝚎𝕨𝗲𝐛𝚗𝐨𝐯𝐞𝕝.𝐜𝗼𝗺

"Come on, Qing Shan... should I go back and give her a kiss?"

"Too late, it would backfire if you go now! The Goddess of Liuli will think you've suddenly become frivolous and are just playing with her feelings."

Wu Wang rubbed his forehead and looked Martial God up and down.

The Martial God immediately puffed out his chest and straightened up, his eyes emanating a strong Divine Light.

"Martial God, let's go for some intensive training."

"You're driven! Let's go, I will give you personal guidance in Martial Techniques!"

"We can talk about Martial Techniques later."

Wu Wang grabbed the Martial God's arm. "Let's find a big city, watch some young couples, and whatever they do, you learn to do the same. I refuse to believe that with him willing and her interested, this rice can't be cooked!"

The Martial God was deeply moved. This disciple had even more of a teacher's aura than he did.

...

「Meanwhile, in the realm of Ming Qing.」

Within a certain Temple shrouded in a faint black mist, a figure clad in pure white wandered gracefully across the crystal-crafted floor, surrounded by beautiful Maidens prostrating themselves. No one dared to look up directly at her body, beautiful beyond compare.

Approaching a floor-to-ceiling mirror, the Goddess examined herself in the reflection, and a cold smile crossed her lips.

"Liuli, what do you have to compete with me?"

Her eyes flashed with a sharp light as she sent a message hundreds of miles away, right into the central palace of the city below, "Spare no expense in finding out the background of the Martial Artist, Qing Shan, the Envoy of Liuli God. Remember, you must not harm him. If he is a disciple chosen by the Martial God, then I must personally appear and snatch him from the hands of that waste, Liuli God!"

"Yes!"