I will eventually become a divine being through accumulating constantly

Was the surgery successful?

Qin blinked, her consciousness gradually becoming clear, and finally realized that something was off with her field of vision.

There was also a faint tugging pain coming from her left eye.

"What... what have you done to me!?" she exclaimed in both anger and fear, instinctively trying to use the power of the Heretic God...

But the 'Stigmata' did not respond to her at all.

"Looking for this?"

The handsome young man across her casually placed a bowl on the table and pulled a colorful, round gem from his pocket.

No, that was an eye.

That was my fucking eye! My Stigmata!

"Give it back!" Qin demanded angrily.

Xue Jing raised an eyebrow, "Lady, you seem to have not quite grasped your current situation."

He tossed the eyeball onto the table, and it bounced high into the air, smacking the ceiling before falling back down, where Xue Jing caught it.

"Oh? Quite bouncy."

Xue Jing held the eyeball in his hand, spinning it with his index finger like a basketball, his voice laced with mirth as he said:

"Hey, if you were to casually toss this outside, it would probably bounce away and vanish, impossible to find. You can't be careless with this."

Qin's mouth twitched:

"You... don't mess around, let's talk this over properly."

Xue Jing hummed a sound of acknowledgment, "Then let's have a proper talk."

While tossing the colorful eyeball, he said:

"From now on, nothing you say will be admissible in court, nor do you have the right to remain silent, and whether you are lying or not, if I think you're lying, I will boil this little thing, got it?"

Qin sighed as if giving up, "I give up, just ask whatever you need to."

Xue Jing's voice was devoid of any inflection, "You're cooperative... Is this eyeball that important to you?"

"Not that important..." Qin started defiantly, but seeing Xue Jing's narrowed eyes, she quickly corrected herself, "It is... quite important. This is a 'Stigmata' of the Blessed One; if it were lost, even the gentle Merciful Mother would be upset..."

Xue Jing uttered an indifferent oh, stood up, walked over to a small table, and pressed the start button on the electric kettle placed there.

The kettle began making the noise of boiling water, and Qin blinked and added:

"... or rather, she would be very angry. Generally speaking, unless the Merciful Mother is very fond of this Blessed One, it's unlikely that a second divine grace would be bestowed to grant another Stigmata."

After a hesitation, she continued uncertainly:

"Though, it's hard to say whether the Merciful Mother is really angry... We only roughly gauge Her mood from Her reactions, and thinking She would be angry might just be wishful thinking on our part, humans can't truly understand the divine."

Xue Jing nodded, "I see."

"Second question, who assigned you to find me, and why?"

Qin did not hesitate, "It was the professor, Professor Lü sent me."

"Professor Lü of the Horticulture Institute at Maple City University, your sister Xue Wan's mentor."

"She is a priest of the Flower God Society's Maple City branch, the person in charge, everything was arranged by her, I'm just a tool executing tasks!"

Qin swiftly sold out the person behind the scenes.

Upon hearing his sister's name, Xue Jing frowned, his expression turning serious, and asked:

"Why? Does it have to do with my sister?"

"Your sister, like me, is a Blessed One favored by the Lord of Thousand Red and Ten Thousand Glamorous, and it was Professor Lü who personally conducted the blessing ceremony for her." Qin said.

Xue Jing slightly squinted, "When did this happen?"

Qin answered without hesitation, "It should be in the last couple of months... I also met your sister about a month ago during a routine gathering, that was the first time Professor Lü brought her in front of us."

Xue Jing recalled, the timing pretty much matched when his mother, Nan Jiayu, felt something was off about Xue Wan.

Should I say 'like mother, like son'?

"Your sister, she has good qualifications."

Qin said, then feeling it insufficient, added seriously, "Very good."

Xue Jing remained silent, his gaze prompting her to continue.

"The so-called qualifications of a Blessed One are 'the degree to which they are favored by deities.'"

"Your sister is one of the rare individuals who triggered the 'Dream Medium' during the blessing ceremony."

"The 'Dream Medium' is the only mean of communication between us and the otherworldly Heretic God, specifically speaking, it's like dreaming, where the Heretic God speaks to the Blessed One in dreams."

"Of course, to say it talks isn't quite accurate, the expression methods of Heretic Gods are very abstract, like your sister's own description, she only went to a place in her dream where endless seas of flowers spread, each flower speaking in words she couldn't understand, terribly noisy."

"Those who can trigger the Dream Medium are called 'Divine Children', meaning those deeply loved by deities and able to communicate with them, ranking above ordinary Blessed Ones."

Qin uncomfortably shifted her bound hands and feet, but the steel wire rope was tied too tightly, restricting her movements. She sighed and continued:

"Your sister, with such rare qualifications, has a promising future, as long as she is not mutated, it is possible for her to reach 'Near God's Domain'..."

Xue Jing calmly asked, "Mutation?"

Qin tilted her head, "You don't even know this... Well, you're not a Blessed One, that strange Dark Flame power must come from some Divine Relic, right?"

Xue Jing remained silent... In a way, she had guessed correctly.

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