Since the conclusion of the God War, the goddesses retreated to their divine realms in the Heavenly Kingdom, rarely intervening in mortal affairs.
Only when their followers prayed devoutly would they occasionally bestow an oracle, conveying their will.
If Taoxia, the Grand Archbishop of Judgment, prayed personally, the Goddess of Judgment would surely heed her call, casting a divine gaze that would expose all darkness.
With Viki’s arrival, the atmosphere in the Chamber of Judgment grew tense once more, but this time, the focus wasn’t on each other—it was on Bai Yue Ling.
Sistana and Taoxia’s gazes, imbued with powerful magic, scrutinized the silver-haired, voluptuous girl, searching for traces of dark energy.
Yet they found nothing.
Huilian, arms crossed, her silver-white dress straining slightly at her chest, exuded both elasticity and inclusivity, though one might worry it could tear.
“Sister, are you sure?” she asked Viki.
Huilian probed Bai Yue Ling with magic but, like the others, detected no evidence of darkness.
“Absolutely certain,” Viki replied, still panting, sweat beads lending her a delicate, fragile charm.
Due to her focus on Mental Magic, Viki’s physical condition was frail, the type to tire quickly from exertion.
Upon learning Sistana had come to rescue Bai Yue Ling, she rushed to the Chamber of Judgment, climbing every stair herself, leaving her disheveled.
Viki explained, “I hypnotized Aiya because Priest Hero corrupted her with darkness. I wanted to keep Aiya away from her.”
Taoxia narrowed her eyes. “Aiya, were you corrupted?”
“Absolutely not,” Aiya shook her head. “I’m the Chosen of the Goddess. If I had fallen to darkness, the Goddess would have punished me.”
At this, Shi Qianla hesitated, as if wanting to speak but ultimately staying silent.
“Exactly!” Bai Yue Ling said, a hint of guilt in her voice. “If I corrupted Aiya, the Goddess of Judgment would’ve smited me long ago. Why would it be your turn to point fingers?”
“Words are meaningless,” Viki pointed at the Goddess of Judgment statue. “Let the Goddess of Judgment judge you. Do you dare?”
“Guh…”
Bai Yue Ling hesitated.
In a classic tale of a wrongly accused hero, she’d boldly declare, “Why wouldn’t I dare?” and pray to the Goddess, only to be proclaimed innocent, humiliating Viki.
But the problem was, Bai Yue Ling wasn’t wrongly accused.
This voluptuous girl was indeed a Dark Faction spy!
Though Viki was her enemy, from the Light Faction’s perspective, Viki was in the right.
She was the first—and only—one to detect Bai Yue Ling’s Dark Faction allegiance.
After all, the Light Faction and Dark Faction were natural enemies.
Viki’s only fault was her ruthless methods—hypnotizing her only two friends, Aiya and Shi Qianla, to deal with Bai Yue Ling.
Hypnotizing Aiya, the Chosen of Judgment, had also displeased Taoxia.
But if Viki could prove Bai Yue Ling was from the Dark Faction, all her actions would be justified as righteous.
The crux of the matter, in everyone’s eyes, was whether Bai Yue Ling truly belonged to the Dark Faction.
Taoxia nodded. “I see no issue. Let the Goddess judge.”
She paused, then added, “If she’s truly a Dark Faction spy, I’ll uphold the original verdict… no, I’ll make it harsher.”
Sistana nodded lightly. “I agree.”
Despite occasional conflicts within the Light Faction, they united against darkness without hesitation.
Seeing no way out, Bai Yue Ling took a deep breath and said calmly, “Fine, let’s do it.”
She walked slowly toward the Goddess of Judgment statue, bathed in radiant divine light.
Outwardly calm, her heart pounded wildly.
When she corrupted Aiya previously, the Goddess of Judgment had noticed but only imposed a Debuff—the Will of Judgment—instead of punishing her outright.
Since the Goddess spared her last time, she might not expose her Dark Faction identity this time… right?
Bai Yue Ling wasn’t sure. As Dark Lisa had warned, the Goddess of Judgment was an unpredictable “madwoman,” defying common logic.
What if she changed her mind this time?
Standing before the Sword of Judgment, Bai Yue Ling gazed up at the statue, a bead of sweat trickling down her forehead.
If her Dark Faction identity was exposed, she’d be finished.
Her level would be reset to zero, and she’d be locked in the deepest Underground Prison, like an undead without a key, unable to escape even through suicide or relogging.
In past cycles, many Dark Faction players had quit the game after their characters were permanently trapped this way.
Bai Yue Ling took another deep breath and knelt devoutly before the Goddess.
To beg for mercy, sincerity was key.
Hands pressed to her forehead, she bent low, her chest grazing the floor, hips raised, stretching her Prison Uniform into a full, rounded silhouette in a reverent bow.
Bai Yue Ling felt no shame—she was shameless when it came to survival.
What was a little dogeza compared to saving her life?
Taoxia approached, her loli height offering a perfect view of the raised curves. Her usually stern face flushed slightly.
Gripping her Judgment Gavel, she murmured, “Esteemed Goddess, please hear your follower’s prayer…”
As Taoxia prayed, Bai Yue Ling held her breath, sensing a faint gaze from the distant heavens.
Initially faint, the gaze intensified, as if noticing Bai Yue Ling’s presence.
Taoxia continued, “Goddess, if Priest Hero is truly tied to ‘darkness’ or ‘corruption,’ please deliver your judgment and erase her!”
Bai Yue Ling trembled, burying her head lower.
She felt the Goddess of Judgment’s gaze lock onto her, just as it had when she corrupted Aiya.
Her fate now rested in the Goddess’s hands.
If judgment fell, this cycle would be over!
“Please… please, Goddess, have mercy, don’t expose me…”
“Give me a chance to start anew, to abandon darkness for light. I’ll cherish it…”
“I know I was wrong. I shouldn’t have corrupted Aiya or defied your will. I’ll never call you a ‘weak fish’ in my heart again…”
Bai Yue Ling’s inner pleas were sincere, but the Goddess remained unmoved, her gaze coldly scanning her.
Her begging seemed futile.
No! She couldn’t fall here… This cycle was her chance to avoid “crushing thighs.” She couldn’t let it end in a dead file!
Biting her lip, Bai Yue Ling steeled herself and recited the words she’d used to beg older sisters for mercy in past cycles—
“Goddess of Judgment! If you spare me, I… I… I…”
“I’ll do anything!”
Suddenly, the pressure on her lifted, and the Goddess’s gaze faded.
A system prompt sounded—
[The Goddess of Judgment has remembered your promise.]
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