She studied Su Fu carefully, then suddenly let out a soft laugh, “You don’t seem… as impressive as Tai Xuanzi.”
Su Fu’s expression didn’t change, but her hand tightened slightly.
“But do you know………………”
“Why, despite being so powerful, she still lost?”
The Goddess of Fate waved a hand, and countless dungeon projections unfurled like a scroll of paintings.
More precisely, they were dynamic holographic projections, like film clips.
Each projection represented a single dungeon.
In each dungeon, there was a figure Su Fu knew intimately—and missed desperately.
Tai Xuanzi.
Her master.
Not just one.
Densely packed, thousands upon thousands.
Countless versions of Tai Xuanzi, amidst flashing blades and sword light, staining the sky with blood.
In some, she was in a sea of corpses and rivers of blood, fighting anomalies in a desperate battle.
In others, she was surrounded, hunted down by dozens of False Gods working together, yet she fought alone against the many, turning the tables and annihilating them all.
In still others, she was gravely wounded, her dark robes stained with blood, yet time and again she crawled back from the brink of death to keep fighting.
Kill! Kill! Kill!
In every single projection, her master was fighting without end.
Hundreds? Thousands? Tens of thousands?
The Goddess of Fate sighed with genuine feeling:
“Even I have to admit, she truly was formidable.”
“So many dungeons, countless anomalies enduring eons upon eons to finally become gods, but—
“Your master killed them all.”
Su Fu’s body trembled almost imperceptibly.
Her master had once told her, “All the False Gods hiding in the dungeons, I’ve killed them all.”
Behind that casually spoken sentence—
Lay countless dungeon battles, countless desperate fights on the brink of death, countless times being surrounded and gravely wounded………………
How many times had her master been drenched in blood? How many times had she stood alone against myriad enemies?
And how much time had it taken, to hunt down and completely eradicate, one by one, every False God entrenched within those dungeons?
Su Fu’s throat tightened, and she forced herself to suppress every emotion.
She couldn’t allow herself to show even a hint of weakness—at least not in front of the Goddess of Fate, who treated her master’s sacrifice and devotion as nothing more than a good “show.”
But the Goddess of Fate smiled with ever-growing delight.
She had replayed Tai Xuanzi’s death countless times.
Now, replaying these images before her disciple, her mood was absolutely ecstatic!<10
That terrifying shadow that had hung over her head like a Damocles Sword for countless epochs—finally… completely gone!
That old hag, finally dead!
“And yet she still lost.” The Goddess of Fate sighed, but her eyes gleamed with pure pleasure.
“She calculated everything, slaughtered every False God lurking in the dungeons, but she had nothing left either—her physical body scattered to dust.”
“But do you know why, in the end, she couldn’t kill the gods of the Central Star System?”
“Why didn’t she kill us first?”
Su Fu looked up at her, her eyes burning hot.
She didn’t need to hear it. She already knew the answer in her heart.
The Goddess of Fate laughed with delight. “Because—it was humanity’s choice.”
“Humanity chose us. To kill us, she would first have to slaughter the humans who believe in us.”
“But humanity stood in front of us, and wouldn’t let her kill.”
“So she truly… didn’t kill.”
“She… actually respected humanity’s choice?”
“I truly cannot understand it.” She tilted her head, contempt flickering in her eyes.
“If this were the Greek Pantheon or the Norse Pantheon, divine punishment would have already been unleashed, slaughtering the entire human civilization clean.”
“Then, a new batch of more obedient, more devout believers would be grown anew.”
“Su Fu, don’t you think humanity is the most selfish, most hypocritical, and most vile existence of all?”
“They can betray the gods they once worshipped without a moment’s hesitation.”
“They can enjoy the blessings bestowed by us ‘False Gods’ with clear consciences.”
“But now they turn around, treating us like a flood of beasts, wishing nothing more than to exterminate us!”
“……”
“They don’t deserve you protecting them, sacrificing yourself for them.”
“Rather than that—”
The Goddess of Fate finally showed her hand, smiling as she stared at Su Fu.
“Why not cooperate with me?”
“I promise you, what I give you will be no less than what Tai Xuanzi gave you!”
“Power, wealth, authority—whatever you want, I’ll give it all to you!”
Su Fu raised her eyes, the figure of the Goddess of Fate reflected in her pitch-black pupils.
So all that talking, and this is what she wanted?
She burst out laughing, laughing until tears streamed down her face.
Her laughter echoed through the empty space, and for a moment the Goddess of Fate didn’t know how to react.
“You?” Su Fu flashed a malicious grin. “You’ve lost all your believers, and you still think you’re worthy of negotiating with me?”
Goddess of Fate: “?!”
She froze, clearly never expecting Su Fu to say such a thing.
When it registered, her head buzzed—was this… contempt?!
Su Fu… looked down on her?!
Wait, who did Su Fu think she was?
A lowly, pathetic human!
And she dared to look down on her, the Goddess of Fate?! Who did she think she was?!
Su Fu paused, not finished yet. “Oh, right—and they were all killed by me, by the way.”
Her voice was eerie. “The Seven Great Clans, not one left alive.”
As she spoke, she dragged the Golden Cudgel, stepping forward one step at a time.
The Golden Cudgel scraped across the ground, letting out a piercing screech.
The Goddess of Fate suddenly felt a chill around her heart.
The grief and fragility on Su Fu’s face, brought on by Tai Xuanzi’s passing—they seemed to have vanished entirely.
In their place stood a mad, terrifying bloodlust.
Her expression was inscrutable, but the killing intent was unmistakable:
“Someone once said I resemble my master.”
“No. I don’t.”
“You said there are things my master didn’t finish……”
“No need to worry.”
“Because I will finish them for her.”
“Back then, those people from the Hereditary Houses never believed they would die either.”
“They always thought, how could I possibly really kill them?”
“They were the immortal great houses that had ruled the Central Star System for millennia—great figures seated upon lofty thrones, overlooking all living beings, feasting with guests from across the world.”
“But look. All dead.”
“Now, you don’t believe it either.”
“You!” The Goddess of Fate’s expression shifted violently, forcing down her fury one last time.
“Su Fu, I’ll ask you one final time.”
“Are you certain you want to fight me to the bitter end?! To the breaking point?!”
Hearing this, Su Fu smiled radiantly.
“That sounds so familiar.”
She tilted her head, as if truly recalling. “Oh, right—
“That’s exactly what the great houses said to me before they died.”
“At death’s door, finally knowing regret?”
“Too bad…… it’s too late.”
“So.”
Su Fu suddenly raised the Ruyi Jingu Bang in her hand, erupting in dazzling divine light in an instant.
The Goddess of Fate’s expression changed drastically, and she retreated again and again.
She excelled at weaving others’ deaths from behind the scenes, toying with their fates, killing them through meticulously crafted coincidences.
Not like Su Fu, who flipped the table the moment things got rough and started swinging a staff—a brutally direct fighting style.
Utterly crude and graceless!
Her words came rapid-fire: “Su Fu, since you insist on mutual destruction, don’t regret it!”
“I look forward to—”
“The despair on your face when you see the fate I’ve woven for you!”
Before she could even finish, Su Fu had already issued her decree—
“This place: escape prohibited!”
“This place: teleportation prohibited!”
“This place: flight prohibited!”
The power of law instantly sealed the entire space.
The Goddess of Fate’s avatar had just begun to tear through space when she realized with horror that every spatial shifting divine power was………. completely nullified!
She was trapped here.
At that moment, the Ruyi Jingu Bang descended.
“No—!”
The cudgel came crashing down, and the avatar couldn’t dodge in time—utterly annihilated in a flash of golden light.
The instant the avatar died, the entire space shattered like glass, all color rapidly draining from everything before her eyes.
Su Fu had made her choice, and the Goddess of Fate had made hers.
At the end of the [River of Fate], a dungeon opened.
As light swirled, Shen Yan’s voice rang out beside Su Fu’s ear:
[You have entered the Goddess of Fate’s Dungeon: Heavenly Palace · Nantianmen]
[Warning: This dungeon space exceeds the scope of the Shen Yan System’s normal intervention.]
[The system will no longer be able to provide you with any further guidance or assistance.]
[I am truly sorry, Lady Su Fu—Shen Yan……………… can only send you this far.]
[I sincerely wish you the best of luck in what lies ahead.]
[Whatever the final outcome, I will forever hold the highest respect for you.]
[Hoping to see you again……………… someday.]
Shen Yan’s voice gradually faded, and the world fell silent.
When Su Fu opened her eyes again, she stood before the majestic Heavenly Palace.
She never expected that the Goddess of Fate would choose the final battlefield between them to be—
the Heavenly Court.
Before her, Nantianmen stood towering and magnificent, immortal clouds churning in a breathtaking display.
But even more staggering was what stood before Nantianmen—densely packed, blotting out the sky, stretching beyond the horizon: celestial soldiers and generals.
A hundred thousand celestial soldiers and generals stood in formation, silver armor gleaming against the sun, halberds standing like a forest, killing intent sweeping toward her like a crashing wave.
And Su Fu—alone, a single rider on a lone horse.
But—
In her hand, she held a staff.
The Ruyi Jingu Bang.
The staff that had shattered countless gods and Buddhas, that had punched through the nine heavens of the Heavenly Court!
The familiar words no longer echoed in her ears:
“Please choose your [Divine System of Faith] for this session.”
But Su Fu smiled.
She lifted her gaze, answering exactly as she had answered countless times before:
“I choose—”
“The Chinese Pantheon.”