"That child, Shar, I hope she completes my task without making any mistakes. After all, she is the weakest of my servants and can easily descend to the lower realm. As for everyone else, the laws of heaven and earth will not allow them to visit even just a day."
Goddess Diparu is lying on her pure white couch with a gold accent. It is difficult for someone of her dazzling beauty to leave her palace and travel around to sightsee the world. She is always like a bird in a cage surrounded by her immortal slaves. Whenever she went outside, immortal gods, including some goddesses, would work hard to win her favour and impress her. It is difficult to live freely as the peerless beauty, even among the gods.
Her heart yearns to roam the upper world freely, but that's not easy for someone as high profile as her. Not only does she have admirers, but she also has rivals and enemies who want her dead.
Goddess Diparu was lying nonchalantly when a space before her eyes tore open, and a letter made of spiritual energy materialized and hovered in front of her.
"Is this...?" Goddess Diparu swiftly sat down properly to take the letter and begin reading.
When her captivating eyes began to read the text, they widened with fear, and she immediately teleported away, as if fleeing a hideous being.
Her actions had astonished all of the ladies in the chamber, and they began teleporting one after the other to investigate the situation.
A massive throne is greatly raised on the stage of a massive building that resembles a temple.
Two golden figures serving as fanbearers stand on either side of the throne, wielding god-grade fan artefacts to fan the one sitting on the throne.
A young lady, maybe nine years old in appearance, sits on the throne and crosses her hands in displeasure. Despite her arrogant and stern appearance, she remains naive and adorable.
Looking ahead from her throne, she sees numerous stunning goddesses and immortal gods teleporting in to kneel and prostrate before her.
None of the immortal gods and goddesses dared to breathe or make a sound in the presence of the young girl.
In just 10 seconds, all the 512 immortal gods and goddesses of the upper world became present and prostrate as they waited for their fate to be decided.
Looking at the beautiful goddesses and handsome immortal gods, the young girl on the throne grew even more irritated by their humbleness before her.
"Hmph! I heard you all act so mighty and arrogant in the upper realm, but here you are acting humble and obedient."
No one dared to argue or even express displeasure with what the little girl said about them, which infuriated her even more.
The girl, pointing her small finger at the assembly of immortal gods and goddesses, scolded, "You are all having fun in the upper realm, but here I am, bored to death. I blame my boredom on your incompetence. None of you have the potential to reach the Ancestral God stage, and you expect me not to be upset by it? Perhaps I should get rid of all miserable life and start over."
By saying this, everyone understood that the small girl was not joking, and she could destroy both the upper and lower realms in order to establish a new life.
All of the immortal gods and goddesses, including Goddess Diparu, raised their heads in fear to look for someone among them, and when they identified the precise target, the target panicked and stood up when he felt 511 auras lock onto him.
This heavenly man of average stature is known as Immortal God Maali. When the young girl was upset two million years ago, Immortal God Maali stood up and said words that soothed her down, and now everyone wants to rely on him again.
Seeing their reaction and the man who had just stood up, the young girl lifted her brow at Immortal God Maali, "It is you again. I remember you; speak!"
"Hahaha! The Ancestral Goddess has a good memory, befitting of someone with your strength and compassion." The man spoke with confidence.
"You do not need to use words to flatter me. Say what is on your mind." The young girl spoke as she crossed her hands, displeased.
"We all know that the Ancestral Goddess has been longing for a good fight for billions of years, but alas, none of her creations are worthy of playing with her. Even if we all band together to play against you, we will die without burial. According to my knowledge, this type of loneliness and desire for a battle can be replaced by good entertainment." Immortal God Maali spoke firmly despite his nervousness.
"Continue!" The young girl said, captivated by his words.
"I think that all immortal gods and goddesses should return to the upper realm and arrange a festival for your entertainment. During this festival, each immortal god and goddess will bring ten of their best True Immortal stage servants to compete in a tournament. The winner of this tournament will earn a special reward designed specifically by you. Wouldn't it be wonderful to anticipate such an event? I would even propose that this type of event take place every hundred years. What do you think, Ancestral Goddess?" Immortal God Maali questioned, smiling.
"Your idea piques my interest. Do you think something like that would help to relieve my boredom? I had never visited a festival before."
Indeed, she has never attended a festival before since who would dare to invite such a figure to such trivial events? But they have no idea she is furious because they do not even include her in their upper-realm activities.
All the immortal gods and goddesses were astounded to see how fearlessly the Immortal God Maali spoke with the Ancestral Goddess. They all respected him for his daring, and they were all stunned by his suggestion for a festival and his audacity in asking the Ancestral Goddess to prepare something to gift the winner.
"I think..."
"Go, prepare the festival for me. In a hundred years, I will descend to the upper realm to see this type of festival. I will arrive in disguise and join the crowd to watch, so do not expect to see me directly. I would like to know how I would be amused while still joining the crowd. Now go and prepare." The Ancestral Goddess spoke out loud, revealing her concealed plan to the immortal gods and goddesses.