Chapter 2870

Chapter 2870: Even Gods Are Picky

Qian Huansheng could hear the sincerity in Cheng Jin’s words. She truly had few expectations for family affection, valuing herself above all else.

She sighed inwardly. As the successor to the Heavenly Master lineage, she was indeed ruthless regarding personal emotions. Such a person would be best suited for the Path of Emotionless Cultivation, yet she had chosen the Heavenly Master inheritance.

It seemed that no place could escape the calculations of the Heavenly Dao.

Qian Huansheng pondered slightly. He was a true god; theoretically, the Heavenly Dao should no longer bind him. So why did he feel a hint of displeasure at such calculations?

Half an hour later, they arrived at the residential complex where the spirit of the relative resided.

Following the spirit’s guidance, Cheng Jin reached the apartment and knocked on the door.

The door opened, revealing an old man. "Who are you looking for?"

"Uncle, hello. I was entrusted by your son, Zhang Lin, before his passing. I have something to give you." Cheng Jin spoke slowly.

The old man was slightly stunned, then said, "Come in."

Inside, the house was very tidy.

"Grandpa." A little girl came out, followed by an old woman.

"That is my wife and my granddaughter, also Zhang Lin’s daughter," the old man explained.

She then turned to the old woman. "These two were friends of Lin’s. They say Lin left something for us before she died."

"Are they Dad’s friends?" The little girl looked quite smart.

Cheng Jin gently rubbed the little girl’s head. She then took out the star-shaped object, tossed it into the air, and made several hand gestures. The spirit of Zhang Lin appeared.

"Dad, Mom." Zhang Lin knelt before his parents.

"You are Lin'er." The old woman’s hands trembled as she reached out to touch Zhang Lin, but her hand passed through her.

"Zhang Lin is now a spirit. Your family has four hours to reunite. I will return in four hours to send Zhang Lin to the Underworld for reincarnation." Cheng Jin did not wish to stay.

She was not accustomed to such an atmosphere. After speaking, she pulled Qian Huansheng and left.

Qian Huansheng said nothing, simply following Cheng Jin out of the Zhang residence.

When they reached the car, Qian Huansheng took out a bottle of drink and handed it to Cheng Jin. "Want some?"

Cheng Jin did not refuse. She took it, opened it, and said, "Although I am fulfilling Zhang Lin’s last wish, I do not like this atmosphere."

Qian Huansheng looked at Cheng Jin. "Why?"

"Perhaps because I am still a mortal, I have an instinctive aversion to birth, aging, sickness, death, and parting." Cheng Jin smiled bitterly. "Counting it all up, I am quite a contradictory person, don’t you think?"

Qian Huansheng raised an eyebrow slightly. "Actually, you women are all segmented. I have never met a woman who is not contradictory."

"You women?" Cheng Jin was curious. "Have you seen many women?"

"I am a god. I have visited countless planes, so naturally, I have seen countless women of all kinds." Qian Huansheng took out a bottle of coffee, opened it, took a sip, and frowned slightly. "I really dislike this instant coffee in your place. It is not pure at all."

"You are a god, yet you are picky about such things," Cheng Jin sneered.

"Because I am a god, I must be even more picky about such things," Qian Huansheng said seriously. "Compared to you mortals, my lifespan is not just a little longer. If I did not have some hobbies, life would be very difficult to endure."

"Perhaps because I am not a god, I do not understand your helplessness," Cheng Jin said calmly. "Humans also have their helplessness. For example, many people wish to live to a hundred or achieve immortality, but they cannot. That despair is also painful. Conversely, you gods have endless lives, yet you find boredom in longevity. I really cannot understand the thoughts of you gods."

"What is there to not understand?" Qian Huansheng laughed lightly. "Whether human or god, everyone has their own desires. Humans wishing for immortality is not absurd, because living longer allows one to do more meaningful things. Of course, some people simply fear death."

Cheng Jin nodded slightly. "I remember this. I recall someone saying that the soul is merely a specific light wave in the universe. When this wisp of light enters a human fetus, new life begins. Many people believe the Underworld does not exist."

"Don’t you think this is a means by which humans deceive themselves?" Qian Huansheng sneered. "It is as if someone knows that spirits and monsters have existed in the human realm since ancient times, but to prevent them from appearing, they use various methods to block their origins."

Cheng Jin shook her head slightly. "If I had not met you, I would not have had the fortune to become the Heavenly Master successor. Therefore, regarding spirits and monsters, I must admit, I am not very clear."

"That is because all mortals know that if spirits and monsters exist in the human realm, humans cannot be the masters of this world," Qian Huansheng pointed out the danger directly.

Cheng Jin looked helpless. "I think this is easy to understand. In the mortal realm, mortals are the main body, just as in your God Realm, gods are the dominant force. Where there is a dominant group, they always do not wish for other races to interfere. Spirits and monsters might not interfere, but who can guarantee they will never interfere? So, preventing them from appearing is not also for the sake of mortals?"

Cheng Jin looked calm. "Of course, I also admit that humans are selfish. Not to mention others, just take me as an example. I am a very selfish person. But what can be done about such selfishness? Life forces us."

There was a hint of open-mindedness on Cheng Jin’s face, making her appear more vivid. "So sometimes, when many things happen, they are destined to be unstoppable. Why complain about oneself? It is unnecessary."

After speaking, Cheng Jin looked at Qian Huansheng. "You are a god. You see more than I do, and your vision is broader. But sometimes, you think too much."

Qian Huansheng was slightly stunned. It was the first time anyone had said he thought too much.

She reviewed everything that had happened to her in recent years. It seemed indeed so. Many things happened because she thought too much.

When Su Wen died and Ling Shu fell into a coma, he could have allowed Ling Shu to enter reincarnation. But because of that feeling of misunderstanding, he caused Ling Shu to transform from a human into a demon. Only later, when he realized everything was a misunderstanding, did he know how great a disaster he had caused.

Although Ling Shu did not deliver the final blow, only stabbing him once, it was undeniable that he had brought this upon himself.

Thinking of this, Qian Huansheng’s heart moved. If everything that had happened was self-inflicted, caused by his overthinking, was what he was experiencing now also due to overthinking?

She pondered. If she did not have so many thoughts, would many things be much simpler?