I will eventually become a divine being through accumulating constantly

Xue Wan hung up the phone, staring at her phone scre, her face showing deep thought.

Thanks to the Xue Family\'s superior getics, she was born with a beautiful appearance, with ev features, soft brows and eyes, and particularly bright eyes that seemed to hold an autumn pond brimming with water, shimmering upon a glance, the kind of beauty that stuns you at first sight.

Her black hair, slightly curly at the ds, flowed down her back like a black waterfall, and her skin as fair as milk made her look elegant ev in dirt-resistant pastoral clothing.

As Xue Wan was pondering, a figure squatting in the adjact flower bed while pruning the superfluous branches from the plants, asked in a cold tone:

"Is it your family again?"

Pulled back to reality, Xue Wan looked towards the squatting horticulture professor, a gtle smile on her lips:

"Yes... my younger brother, he said he will come to Maple City to see me in a few days."

The professor stood up from her squatting position, her dark gre hair, resembling dirty braids like hanging vines, swaying as if alive.

"I don\'t understand," she said in a flat voice.

"You are the chos one of \'Thousand Red and T Thousand Glamorous,\' ordinary kinship should hold no meaning for you, why won\'t you let go?"

Upon hearing this, Xue Wan sighed helplessly, "Why are you bringing this up again, Teacher."

"We have be merely dowed with Divine Power, it does not mean we have become gods... I am still just a mortal, as you call them."

She chuckled, lamting:

"My brother, he has started practicing martial arts rectly, and the news ev reported that he is a martial arts prodigy."

The professor gtly brushed her hand over a delicate pink and rose beside her.

In an instant, the rose began to grow at a visibly rapid pace, becoming larger, spreading countless branches, transforming into a large flowering tree.

From the giant flower, numerous vines extded, dancing in the air, dse and quite frighting.

"Martial arts is but a vain fantasy of mortals," she murmured.

"Some take it as \'the only path that is tirely their own,\' arrogantly boasting and chasing the slightest possibility, attempting to ascd their \'Rank\' with their mere carbon-based flesh to stand shoulder to shoulder with deities."

"Yet, for three hundred years of the New Caldar, it has continuously prov to be an impossibility. Ev the one closest to it... could never take that step that seems so close yet is, in reality, unattainably far, ultimately succumbing to the limits of life and undergoing \'Longevity Surgery,\' becoming an \'Impure Thing.\'"

"The path your mortal brother is taking is a dead d... It would be better for him to come and worship the \'Thousand Red and T Thousand Glamorous,\' perhaps he would th gain the true god\'s favor and join you on the true asct to divinity..."

At these words, Xue Wan\'s gaze suddly turned cold.

"Teacher, I don\'t quite understand what you\'re saying."

"But, just in case, I must say something very disrespectful."

Her eyes seemed to ignite with invisible flames, carrying a stern warning as she pronounced each word so vehemtly it was almost through gritted teeth:

"Do·not·lay·a·hand·on·my·brother!"

The rose that had be transformed into a giant flower suddly stiffed, quickly withering to a yellow hue, shrinking to nothing more than a single flower bud.

"..."

The professor\'s expression remained unchanged, speaking in an ev tone:

"How unexpected, to see you like this for the first time."

"It\'s somewhat cuter than your usual giggly self."

Xue Wan immediately switched to a smiling face, "Eh? Isn\'t my usual self cuter? Teacher, your taste is a bit questionable."

Her demeanor changed seamlessly, the expression transitioning effortlessly, as if the serious momt had never occurred, sweeping away the heavy atmosphere.

"Hmm, I just remembered I have class today, so I\'ll be leaving first."

After a brief pause, she said as if nothing had happed:

"Teacher, ev if what a studt says doesn\'t carry much weight, you should occasionally take it to heart, otherwise your studt might get upset."

After finishing her words, she stretched her arms high above her head, stepping cheerfully away from the flower gard.

The professor watched her leaving figure, lost in thought.

...

After hanging up the phone, Xue Jing pinched his chin, looking puzzled.

"What\'s this about, not happy about me coming over?"

"Did she get herself a boyfrid that she\'s not ready to bring home? Or has she oped the door to a new world and isn\'t prepared to face her family?"

Xue Jing made his guesses with a trace of malice.

"Well, I\'ll know wh I see her in a few days."

He shook his head, got up from the sofa, and walked into the kitch to start preparing dinner.

Wh he finished cooking, with his Cooking skills at +80, the glass door on the balcony was pushed op, and Miao Miao shook off her body outside, tapping her paws on the mat to dust them off before walking in.

"Teacher Wan is quite the fortuneteller, huh? Timed your return perfectly?"

Xue Jing, holding a pot of hot chick soup, smiled and raised an eyebrow.

Miao Miao ignored his teasing and strutted on her cat paws to the bathroom, jumping on the sink at the trance, turned on the tap, pressed the hand soap beside her with a paw, and began to wash her paws.

While washing, she spoke in a young girl\'s voice:

"I just met with Mr. An... the guy with the covered face from before."

"I thought he\'d come to persuade me to go to the headquarters again, but this time, he didn\'t say anything and just stayed silt, as if... he was a bit scared?"

Miao Miao said, sounding unsure of herself.

Xue Jing replied: "It must be because of \'Serpt Slayer Spearhead\'."