Do you like busty older sisters…?
The Goddess of Life looked down at her own rather full chest. Hmm… not quite a D cup, but definitely a C. So does that mean I’m a target for Truth too?
She hadn’t expected this little one to be so contradictory.
At first, she thought her wildest dreams would be something like eternal life or everlasting youth, but instead, she went straight for the same kind of wisdom that left the Goddess utterly speechless.
“Ahaha… that’s enough, that’s enough, you’re very honest,” the Goddess of Life said with an awkward smile, cutting off Truth’s rambling next words.
Then, with a sharp snap of her fingers, she called out:
“Olivia!”
Behind Truth, another spatial rift slowly opened, and a girl in a pure white short robe, about 1.7 meters tall, stepped out with quick, small footsteps.
“Goddess, you summoned me?”
The girl bowed respectfully to the Goddess of Life. Her slightly curled peach-colored hair flowed down her back.
“Olivia, help me take a look at the Ninth Saintess’s future and see if she can be truly useful to me,” the Goddess said directly, using the power of Faith to send her voice to Olivia right in front of Truth.
This left Truth a little annoyed—those two were openly whispering in front of her, and with Faith power no less.
Were they secretly looking down on my dreams and sneaking insults behind my back?!
The Ninth Saintess? Olivia was a bit shocked. Wow, less than a hundred years in and there’s already a ninth one? Let me see if this Saintess is cute!
The Prophet Goddess Olivia turned to examine Truth with her bright green eyes… and then fell silent for a long moment.
“What’s wrong?”
Seeing Olivia freeze in place, the Goddess of Life sent another message.
As the supreme figure of the Prophecy school, Prophet Goddess Olivia possessed the world’s strongest prophetic powers.
So when she was persecuted by the Disaster, the Goddess of Life promptly extended an olive branch, giving Olivia shelter and the title of “Prophet Goddess.”
But such protection was not free. Olivia knew the Goddess only valued her for her prophetic abilities, so she tried her best to satisfy the Goddess within her own capacity.
For example, right now, after hearing Truth’s hidden dream, the Goddess began doubting what she might do in the future.
She feared that the Deya Plateau might turn into a massive silver den and tarnish the purity of the “Saintess” title, so she sent Olivia to take a look at Truth’s future.
The last Saintess Olivia had checked was Zhihui. Back then, the Goddess was very worried that Zhihui might propose crazy laws allowing legitimate marriage between siblings, parents, and children to exploit Wangdu.
It was only after Olivia saw Zhihui’s beneficial contributions to Wangdu that the Goddess relaxed.
But Olivia’s reaction to Truth’s future was very strange…
“Eh?”
Seeing Olivia tilt her head at her with a puzzled expression, Truth noticed Olivia’s stiffening face.
Olivia looked from the Goddess of Life to Truth and back again, repeating this three times.
The three standing by the pond were all somewhat stunned.
Truth and the Goddess of Life were confused because they had no idea what Olivia was puzzled about.
The three stood in awkward silence for over half a minute, until Olivia gave the Goddess a “we’re doomed” look.
Father, why did you bring the Mistveil Exalted here?!
Olivia immediately recognized that Truth and the Mistveil Exalted were the same person…
“Olivia, just say what you mean.”
This time, the Goddess of Life spoke out loud instead of using Faith power, and Truth could hear her too.
She had been kept on edge for over half a minute and had little patience left.
“Uh… well, um…” Olivia’s hands flailed nervously in the air, but she finally blurted out:
“I see the Deya Plateau thriving under the Ninth Saintess’s leadership…”
“And?”
The Goddess wasn’t satisfied with that answer, but fortunately, prophets cannot lie.
Otherwise, their predictions would become inaccurate or fail altogether. However, prophecies always tend to be cryptic.
“There’s more…”
Olivia carefully cast her prophecy again, this time focusing more deeply on Truth’s future, hoping the Mistveil Exalted wouldn’t suddenly lose her temper and snap her neck on the spot.
Images flashed through her mind: Truth becoming a beloved Priestess in the Adventurers’ Association, engaging in a life-or-death battle with the Demon Lord, inexplicably riding atop Zhihui, furiously slapping the chest of a certain Gold-haired Priest, and a few adorable little white mice…
Huh? Why isn’t there any image of the Mist or fog? Could the Mistveil Exalted’s counter-surveillance be stronger than mine?
No, that can’t be. My prophecy and scouting skills have already reached their peak in this world. At best, they’re on par with hers. There must be something strange going on!
But she absolutely could not say this out loud…
Because Olivia would rather be scolded by the Goddess of Life as a shrew than reveal the Mistveil Exalted’s identity on the spot. So she continued:
“I also see that Truth… really likes older sisters?”
What Olivia didn’t know was that she was only scanning Truth’s Priest character sheet.
Only by switching to the Assassin character sheet could she glimpse a small portion of the future related to the Mist.
Like the hopeless scene of the White Catastrophe wiping out the Northern Wilderness…
Over centuries of observation, the terror of the Mistveil Exalted had been deeply imprinted in Olivia’s mind.
The Goddess of Life then asked a few more questions about older sisters, and Olivia answered truthfully but soon interrupted the questioning by quietly sending a message:
“There are some things about Truth I cannot see clearly. I need to talk with you in private.”
Rather than passively answering and being constantly doubted, it was better to take the initiative and reveal some information to protect more important secrets.
There must be a major discovery. No wonder she was so nervous earlier.
The Goddess of Life stopped asking questions and resumed gathering the Aura of Saintess for Truth, thinking:
Looks like the Ninth Saintess has a similar personality to the Fifth Saintess.
Their private interests are a little embarrassing, but as long as they don’t sully the Saintess title that brings an explosion of Faith from believers, let them have their fun.
At that moment, the platinum Saintess Aura fully formed above Truth’s head, and two system notifications appeared before her:
【Talent “Life’s Blessing” has evolved into “Life Saintess”】
【Life Saintess: All life elements in the world are at your command, and you can wield Faith power】
“From now on, you are my Ninth Saintess. When the sun reaches its highest point, all the believers throughout Sylvia will know you have been recognized by me. Now, I will grant you your first mission as a Saintess!”
The Goddess of Life stood solemnly and gently touched the newly formed aura above Truth’s head with her right hand.
“I already know from the Faith of the believers the promise you made to them. So as you promised, I want you to bring prosperity and flourishing to the Deya Plateau!”
After uttering the word “flourishing,” the Goddess of Life transformed into radiant light and gradually disappeared before Truth.
She now had to quickly absorb the gathered Faith power, or it would all vanish.
“Oh, right, Olivia, take Truth back with you. Don’t bully her; get along well.”
After adding this, the Miracle: Faith Collection Device No. 1 began to disappear.
The surrounding flowers and trees also faded, turning into a blank space—after all, this was only a projection of the Eternal Forest.
“Get along well?! But I…”
Olivia panicked instantly. Just as she was about to say something, she felt her robe tugged.
Looking down, she saw the Ninth Saintess Truth smiling brightly, looking up at her with the halo above her head.
“Hello there.”
“Uh… hello, Tr-Truth.” Olivia’s spine instantly chilled, but she forced herself to squat down and ask kindly:
“We… we should get along well, okay?”
“Sure! Then can I touch your chest?”……