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The Rise of Our Goddess, Her Majesty, The World's First Queen.

This is a story about the development of a lolita to a goddess, as well a strange and magnificent magical journey. A literary girl, a musical genius, trial space, inner world, otherworlds, anime world, past and present lives, all kinds of arrangements that seem like fate blend together at this moment. "You must live well in my place, you must live..." "If possible, when I open my eyes, the first person I see is you..." "Sister, I will try my best to be your left and right arm..." "When you recall this memory, I will disappear, this is destined..." "My heart, it was you who revived it..." "You are my faith..." PS: Focusing on yuri, transformation, unlimited flow, and daily life. - Patreon.com/DaoOfHeaven

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Sacred Heart

Having decided to go to the Nuwa Temple alone to seek the answers she wanted, Chu Lian needed to arrange for Inori, Chu Chu, and Li Xiuer first. However, sometimes such things can be resolved with a little determination and decisiveness.

Under her firm stance, neither Inori, Chu Chu, nor the gentle Li Xiuer could change her mind, so after a moment of silence, they agreed.

As a result, Chu Lian went to the Nuwa Temple alone, while the other three went ahead to the mountain top, and she would join them later after her business was done.

Under Chu Chu's reluctant gaze, turning back every few steps, Chu Lian opened her oil-paper umbrella and walked towards the distant Nuwa Temple by herself. She didn't know how Mount Li in this world was constructed; even in her previous life, she had never had the chance to come here, so there were many things she didn't know.

Only the Nuwa Temple continued to emit a faint calling, attracting her attention. It was less than a hundred meters from the summit but far from the peak where they were to meet, requiring a journey of more than a kilometer. Otherwise, she wouldn't have sent the girls ahead.

Amidst the lush mountains and splashing streams, the unique stones and landscapes of Mount Li flashed by her like a passing show. Because she was in a hurry, she never stayed in one place for more than ten seconds. Even if she missed many beautiful sights, there was no time to regret it.

"If you can truly answer my questions, then wait for me, and I will surely see you." From a distance, she could already see the Nuwa Temple built on a man-made platform.

Unlike the grand Buddhist and Taoist architectures, the Nuwa Temple looked like a small shrine. If Chu Lian didn't have extraordinary abilities to see the spiritual energy of Mount Li gathering and condensing above it, as if prepared to bless those who prayed sincerely inside, she wouldn't have believed that this humble brick house covering less than three hundred square meters was where Nuwa was worshiped.

Unfortunately, for some reason, the Nuwa Temple was unusually deserted today. Chu Lian hadn't seen anyone on the main road, let alone inside the temple.

She walked to the door, closed her paper umbrella, gently placed it on the umbrella stand behind the door, tidied up her clothes that had been slightly disheveled by the branches and leaves in the forest, and looked ahead, silently reciting in her heart, "I am here; are you there?"

"Since you have arrived, come in," the same female voice sounded again, like a heavenly melody to Chu Lian.

"Then excuse me, thank you." Hearing the response, Chu Lian took elegant steps, slowly approaching the Nuwa statue in the shrine, bowing respectfully, "Chu Lian greets Nuwa, I have come today with a request; I hope you will forgive my disturbance."

After speaking, she straightened her waist and looked at the statue.

It was unclear whether the sculptor was exceptionally skilled or if Nuwa truly gathered all the spiritual energy; the statue seemed lifelike. Although the features were slightly blurred due to age, Chu Lian could still discern Nuwa's peerless grace.

"Nuwa won't mind such trivial matters; you worry too much," the ethereal voice chuckled, teasing Chu Lian.

Chu Lian acted as though she didn't understand the joke, continuing to speak solemnly, "Nuwa is the ancestor of us, the descendants of Yan and Huang, and the god we have always worshipped. Even the grandest ceremony is only appropriate."

"You're quite boring," the ethereal voice seemed slightly helpless but still asked, "Is there something you want to know?"

"Yes, there are many things I want to know."

"What is my origin?"

"The future will reveal itself."

"What is the meaning of my past?"

"That is a story in the long river of history."

"What is my lineage?"

"You were born as such; fate is predetermined."

"What is my responsibility in this world?"

"You will know when the time comes."

"Who am I?"

"You might be yourself, or not."

"Where do I come from?"

"Your origin is where you come from."

"Where?"

"Ask your heart."

"What is my heart?"

"You know it best."

"What is it?"

"Your heart knows, where you come from is where you belong, and your origin is what you know."

Kneeling before the statue of Nuwa, Chu Lian muttered her questions, each emerging one after another.

The gentle, ethereal female voice patiently answered all her questions.

Chu Lian knew that the other person knew her true origin, but she wasn't the least bit surprised, as if she had been prepared for these questions. She had a few guesses about this woman's identity, but unless the other person revealed herself, she wouldn't speculate. This person was one of the most esteemed beings in the thirty-three heavens.

And now, she appeared so suddenly, as if in a dream.

Closing her eyes, Chu Lian slowly prostrated herself before the statue, asking:

"Tell me, is this reality or a dream?"

"If your heart believes, it is real. If your heart doesn't, it's a dream. It's a matter of choice."

"What if I say it's a dream?"

"Then it is a dream."

"Then let it be a dream."

Opening her eyes, the once lifelike statue had turned into a lifeless stone figure, and all that was said, thought, and felt was a real yet false dream, leaving her uncertain of reality or illusion.

"Perhaps I am the false one, and she is real." Standing up, she looked at the empty Nuwa Temple, a bitter smile on her face. "As I see it, this is real."

"Is what you see truly real?" The lingering female voice in her heart seemed to continue answering her.

It was a strange journey. She thought she would find answers here, but all she got were ambiguous responses, leaving her unsure of what to believe.

She only speculated about this woman's identity without a conclusive judgment. She didn't wish her answer to be real, yet she was eager for it to be true.

"Sigh, perhaps I overthought things?" Turning back, she looked at the unchanged Nuwa Temple, whispering softly. She had come seeking answers, but the replies left her inevitably disappointed.

However, she also knew that the other person might have her reasons, unable to tell her the truth. Thus, she didn't blame the other person. It was her problem to begin with, and it was already rude to trouble someone, leaving no room to place the blame on others.

Not long after she left, the space there distorted for a moment, and what was once empty was now filled with visitors and pilgrims coming to see Nuwa. Everything that happened to Chu Lian left no trace or record, except in her memory.

"I originally had many things to tell you, but there are too many mysteries about you, so many that even I can't see clearly, and some causes and effects I cannot speak lightly of. Telling you would only harm you. But I believe you will become the person I wish to see because you are the only woman with a sacred heart in a thousand years." A distant voice from the clouds sighed as she watched Chu Lian leave.

"Fortunately, you didn't answer, otherwise—" a gentle voice suddenly sounded behind her. She seemed to expect this visitor, not surprised, but sighed in response.

"Why did you bring her here?"

"Just to see her face to face, knowing she's well is enough."

"She suffers, not you."

"I know, but if I don't see her now, I don't know when I'll see her again."

"Sigh, what a tragedy."

"Alright, it's nothing major. At most, I'll help her make her name known worldwide. Hehe~" The woman seemed eager about this, laughing as she spoke.

"Aren't you afraid she'll come after you when she finds out?"

"Don't worry; it's alright. There will be a day when this happens. I'm just helping her a bit earlier. Her current power and influence are too weak, and I must help her. Direct help is impossible, but this way, I can support her without undermining her foundation."

"Not sure when you'll change your ways, but that's fine. It's time to knock some sense into certain people. She's not a pawn or a puppet anyone can control. Those causing trouble behind the scenes are getting out of hand. It's time to take action and warn them."

"Oh, it looks like there will be a bloodbath for some time. I like it. Once I'm done, I'll take a look. I want to know who dares to tamper with the energy coherence of the time-space rift and let certain individuals emerge prematurely."

"Seal a few rifts, annihilate a few races, and let it be. Don't go overboard."

"I'll handle it appropriately. It's getting late; I'll go ahead. If there's anything, remember to contact me."

"Go on." After the gentle woman left, the ethereal woman sighed again, "Why do some people not know their limits and challenge things they cannot contend with?"

"Those three clowns are yours to handle. By now, you should be able to deal with them. As for the others, we'll take care of them, ensuring these events won't happen again. Focus on your growth. The Phoenix's rise in the nine heavens may take a long time or a short time. We're waiting for you."

Leaving in a daze, Chu Lian certainly didn't know how many things would happen after she left. She inadvertently influenced the progress of several worlds and secured a long period of stability for her development.

Yet, if she knew the price might be her name as a "loli" spreading worldwide, who knows if she would cry or laugh.

But in the end, isn't it a good thing?

"If no one can answer my questions, I'll seek the most genuine answers myself." Turning back, Chu Lian looked at the bustling Nuwa Temple, a complex smile on her lips.