I Will Grind My Way To Godhood

Xue Wan closed her eyes to feel for a moment. After pondering, she said, "Although there's no specific test, it has indeed decreased."

"I feel much less pressure bound to my consciousness..."

"Previously, my aberration rate was consistently between 15% and 21%. Now it should be below 10% and still dropping."

Xue Wan said joyfully, "A Jing, how did you achieve this?"

Xue Jing looked at the panel displaying a divine attribute that had reached three hundred and was still increasing. He smiled and said, "It's a power granted by the ‘Lord of Faceless and Thousands of Faces’... It allows me, by touching your stigmas, to draw away 'something' from you, and this 'something' seems to be the cause of your contamination aberrations."

Xue Wan exclaimed in astonishment, "Amazing..."

She slightly raised her hand, and cracks opened in the floor, from which a few green sprouts stubbornly emerged.

"My abilities aren't even affected. It simply lowers the aberration rate."

"A Jing, with your ability, all the blessed ones might recognize you as a father figure!"

Xue Jing raised an eyebrow and replied, "No thanks... Just don't mention it to others. I don't want to be dragged away as a human purification machine."

Xue Wan nodded seriously, "Don't worry, I understand."

Her brother's ability was too significant. If exposed, all cults of the aberrant gods would go crazy.

The ensuing chaos would be unimaginable, and caught in the eye of the storm, Xue Jing's fate would be out of his own hands, leaving him vulnerable to exploitation.

Her brother was the most important person to her, more so than her own life. Xue Wan would never do anything that could harm Xue Jing.

She would never divulge a single detail of this matter to anyone.

The growth rate of divinity on the panel gradually slowed until it came to a complete halt.

[Divinity Extraction Complete]

Xue Jing looked at the panel that displayed a divinity value of 696 and patted Xue Wan's belly with satisfaction.

“Slap—slap—”

“Hey, what are you doing? That tickles,” Xue Wan shivered slightly, showing her discontent as she twisted to dodge his hand.

Her slender waist appeared dramatically seductive, accentuated by her rounded, firm hips. Yet, neither the man nor the cat in attendance showed any interest, making her allure as wasted as casting pearls before swine.

“That's it, put your clothes back on,” Xue Jing remarked indifferently.

Xue Wan puckered her lips. “Why does that sound so weird coming from you...” She checked her own mental state, exclaiming with joy, “I feel like my aberration rate has dropped to below 5%. That's amazing, A Jing!”

Overcome with excitement, Xue Wan hugged Xue Jing and planted a big, playful kiss on him.

Xue Jing gently pushed her away, smirking, “Let me show you something even cooler.”

He pulled out a dark red seed from his pocket and tossed it casually.

Dozens of green tendrils sprouted from the seed, growing in the wind. In no time, they turned into a massive 'octopus,' its thick tentacles writhing throughout the room.

Xue Wan was astonished once again.

She felt like ever since she met her brother at the hotel, she had been in a constant state of shock.

“What is this now?”

Xue Jing smiled and said, "The Faceless and the God of a Thousand Faces — a deity with countless appearances and faces, whose true self is ‘faceless’. Because it is faceless, it can wear a thousand faces... After extracting a ‘certain something’ from you and your colleagues’ holy marks, these elements transformed into one of the ‘thousand faces’, becoming my possessions, which I can wear at will."

“Put simply, this allows me to have a similar ability to manipulate plants, akin to yours.”

Xue Wan clicked her tongue, "Isn't this too much of a cheat?"

Xue Jing replied, "The Chosen Ones are like that; you're not chosen, you wouldn't understand."

Xue Wan: "..."

“Are you putting on airs now?” Xue Wan reached out and pinched Xue Jing’s cheeks on both sides, speaking fiercely.

Xue Wan gave a light snort, letting go of his face, then fell silent for a moment before softly saying, "A-Jing, I will find a way to resolve the Chosen One's ‘God Embrace Phenomenon’."

She reached out and embraced Xue Jing, burying her face in his chest.

“So... promise your sister, until I find it, don’t disappear, okay?”

A muffled voice came from her embrace, faintly tinged with tremor.

Xue Jing remained silent for a while, then placed his hands on Xue Wan’s shoulders, gently saying, "Don’t worry... I won’t disappear, trust me."

The siblings talked for a long time in the hotel room until evening. After having dinner with Xue Jing, Xue Wan finally left.

She didn't take the cat with her, saying she needed to do something and it would be inconvenient to bring it along. She would come back to pick up Little Feng Wan tomorrow.

【... Acting experience +366】

【Acting level increased to Lv3】

Glancing at the panel's prompt, Xue Jing sighed slightly.

“You never told me you became a recipient.”

The cat perched on the sofa, its emerald slit eyes narrowing slightly.

“It's just something that happened over the past few days. I haven't had the chance to tell you. You've been with my sister, Teacher Wan.”

Xue Jing said with all sincerity.

Acting Lv3, flawless.

“Is that so...” The cat looked at him half-trustingly.

“Let's leave it at that... You really do run into trouble wherever you go, becoming a recipient here, getting sought out by other recipients there.”

The cat showed a human-like contemplative expression: “Maybe we should visit a temple and pray?”

Xue Jing: “...”

He cleared his throat and said, “I'm the chosen one of the God of a Thousand Faces now, officially recognized. Do you think it's appropriate to worship another?”

The cat flopped down on the sofa, paws up in the air, and sighed: “Seems like the end of the universe is bureaucracy...”

A platinum glow shone, and a black-haired, cat-eared girl appeared on the sofa.

She picked up a thin shirt from beside her and put it on, her graceful figure faintly visible beneath it.

Her long, charming Phoenix eyes looked at Xue Jing, her red lips slightly parted as she said, "...That 'divine phenomenon' your sister mentioned, what are you planning to do about it?"

Xue Jing smiled and said, "When the boat reaches the bridge, it will naturally straighten."

He walked over to Ning Fengwan, sat down in front of her, and gently pat her head, "Don't worry, I won't just disappear suddenly. There's no need to be afraid."

"Who's afraid—" Ning Fengwan instinctively wanted to refute, but halfway through her words, her rosy lips began to tremble, and she couldn't continue.

In her long Phoenix-shaped eyes, there was a glimmer of light, mist spreading within, and tears seemed on the verge of falling.

Xue Jing was starting to sweat a bit.

This whole situation...

Could he still find another excuse in time?

"Trust me, really. Even though I can't quite explain why, I feel that I'm different from the other chosen ones."

Xue Jing thought for a moment and decided to say.

There was a hint of amusement in his eyes.

"I'm more special."

...