Bo Hai, Isle of the 8 Immortals
Zhu Zhan Ye a soft voice called out, it was as lovely as the sound of rain falling softly on silver leaves. Jin closed his eyes and concentrated. He must shut out all distractions, he didn't want to waste any of his powers trying to forget what he naturally should have forgotten. This was the last stage.
Zhu Zhan Ye the voice seem to sigh. Jin groaned in exasperation and reached for his power, erasing the last bit of the voice from his memories. His human self fought a losing battle, refusing to let go the last thread that tied his old life to his god self. The fire of his power burned it away and Jin took a deep breath, feeling the last bit of his humanity slip to the back of his soul. Even if he became human again, he made sure that whatever he erased wouldn't come back and haunt him.
He stretched, his ice white robes dyed orange by the rising sun, fluttered lazily in the still air. His body was weightless as he drifted into the air, getting use to his godly body. Strong without ever being tired, powerful beyond imagination. There was no need of human emotions in this form.
He walked without touching the ground, enjoying the clarity of sight, sound, and smell that no human body could possess.
"Lady He" He spoke quietly.
The lady immortal flinched, she hadn't sensed the half-god arrive. She turned and bowed to the young lord. "Master Jin." She looked up and couldn't keep an admiring smile off her pensive face. Hundreds of thousands years ago, she had seen Jin's true form and always thought he was one of the most handsome gods in existence. Yet his carelessly handsome face hid the ruthlessness that was capable of destroying the world.
Piercing gold eyes set underneath a pair of brows that seemed to be two careless yet masterful strokes made from a calligrapher's hand. As always, there was a slightly crooked smile playing on the ruddy lips that seemed to be carved on his perfectly symmetrical face. This was a man who could whistle carelessly even when the realms collapsed around his ears.
"You are staring" Jin asked as he played with a ribbon of water he conjured from the ocean. "Clearly I've not lost my lure to women after all these years."
Lady He kept her face calm though her alabaster cheeks turned slightly pink, "Someday a woman will kick you for being so impudent."
Jin laughed, "Has there been any in the heavenly court about me?"
Lady He shook her head, "Not a whisper. They are exhausted by Lord Wei Yun's massacre of the Demon Realms. Gods are still discussing what Lord Wei Yun had done."
"Wei Yun?" Jin's eyes turned a shade darker. The ribbon of water evaporated suddenly. "Ah..One of the unnatural monsters made from the heart of Pan Gu?" The sardonic smile deepened, "I remember now, Nu Wa's little pet abominations, Wei Yun and Wei Tian,"
Jin looked at her, the bored expression back on his face, "Do you think they will execute Wei Yun?"
"Not Yet." Lady He hesitated, "Though I don't know why"
Jin chuckled, "Wei Yun could set fire and burn the hair off every god and goddess of heaven, use the sacred scrolls of Heaven laws as toilet paper, and the Emperor would still not behead him. Not until he gives up Pan Gu's heart."
Lady He looked confused, and Jin pointed to himself, "Wei Yun is like me. Valuable for one reason." Jin shrugged and walked to the ocean, his eyes sparkled as he spied something, and slowly lifted his hand. Two massive waves that grew taller and taller rose with Jin's movements. A ship was caught between the waves, and Lady He felt her throat go dry, as Jin continued."Too bad he wasn't one of the prophesied ones, I would have loved to see my father pee himself with terror at the thought of Wei Yun taking the throne. But he needs him alive, my father wants his Creation powers."

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Daughter of Heaven
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