Game World: I Can Share Talents

On the way back, Westheid noticed something.

The two Celestial Vault People had arrived in a great hurry. Although their expressions betrayed nothing, the fact that they hadn’t brought a Floating Battleship revealed they hadn’t come prepared for a formal visit.

Instead, after deciding on their trip, they had simply activated their Azure Sky Mechas and flown over directly, as if rushing to a battlefield with the utmost urgency.

This was definitely not the kind of reaction one would have over a minor doubt.

Westheid instantly had a grasp of the situation.

’Alright, alright. Now I really have to play this just right.’

Inside the administrative residence next to the Holy Land, Westheid formally received his guests from afar. Servants placed afternoon tea on the coffee table.

"That won’t be necessary. We are not accustomed to the food of the earth. It makes us cough."

Jing Xiao waved her hand, her flat tone delivering a rather unpleasant message.

Even if her words were sincere.

Jing Mu also said, "Earthlings are always caught up in so many needless formalities, but we have no desire to deal with such meaningless wastes of time."

"You can say that about others, but I’ve always been one to get straight to the point."

Westheid clapped his hands, dismissing the servants on either side of him, then took out the [Mask of Fallen Heaven].

The mask, which looked as if it were crafted from white bone, was covered in uniform, regular scarlet cracks. A faint, shimmering luster pulsed like the breath of a living creature.

"This is...!"

The two Celestial Vault People, who had maintained their calm demeanor, suddenly looked on with solemn reverence. They shot to their feet. Jing Mu even reached out his hands, but his trembling fingertips stopped just short of touching the [Mask of Fallen Heaven].

It was as if even touching the mask would be an act of blasphemy.

Jing Xiao’s eyes widened as she said:

"There’s no mistaking it. It really is the [Mask of Ascension]!"

’The Mask of Ascension? Not the Mask of Fallen Heaven?’

This Sacred Artifact, obtained from the Master of Extinction, clearly had a connection to the Celestial Vault Kingdom. Yet these authentic Celestial Vault People had a completely different understanding of it than Westheid.

After their initial excitement, the two Celestial Vault People calmed themselves and looked at Westheid with grave seriousness.

"Duke Qinghui, where did you obtain this... Mask of Ascension?"

"Before I answer that question, may I ask what this is?"

Westheid had already guessed the truth for the most part, but he still had to go through the motions and ask.

Jing Mu and Jing Xiao sat up straight and proper, their eyes filled with a fanaticism they struggled to contain as they spoke:

"The [Mask of Ascension]... It is the highest blessing bestowed by our Divine Ancestor, the Venerable Master of the Azure Heaven. It is imbued with the Divine Power of the Divine Ancestor. Whoever wears this mask becomes a Warrior who guards the heavenly kingdom, a Divine Favored who stands beneath the divine throne!"

"Legend says it is a reflection of the Divine Ancestor before his own apotheosis. The wearer of the mask may even have the chance to receive guidance directly from the Divine Ancestor."

The Celestial Vault People were trembling all over, visibly mad with envy:

"This was originally a blessing that only the Kings were qualified to receive. It is proof of a king of the heavenly kingdom, one who can ascend to the heavens..."

"I see."

Westheid nodded, looking at the [Mask of Fallen Heaven] in his hand with a faint smile.

’So that clears up all my questions. It’s... a little surprising, really.’

’But I understand everything now.’

"Duke Qinghui, you... how did you get it? Did one of the Kings perhaps lend it to you?"

Jing Mu asked cautiously.

He showed no hostility, nor did he suspect that a filthy Earthling might have obtained it through theft or robbery.

Even a fool would know that a Sacred Artifact connected to a Celestial God isn’t something you can just steal or snatch.

Westheid answered without batting an eye:

"This Mask of Fallen... no, Ascension, was given to me after I swore an oath to the Venerable Master of the Azure Heaven. In other words, the Venerable Master of the Azure Heaven bestowed it upon me directly."

"Wh... What?"

Westheid said, "Why so surprised? Is it only the Celestial Vault People who can receive the Venerable Lord’s grace and favor?! Is the Venerable Lord such a narrow-minded great being?!"

Faced with Westheid’s counter-questions, the two Celestial Vault People exchanged glances, then shook their heads and said:

"No, we just thought that as the Autocratic Duke of the Radiant Holy Tree Empire, you should be a believer in the Radiant Holy Tree."

"Not at all! I have always been a follower of the Venerable Master of the Azure Heaven! I’ve long been a Spiritual Celestial Being!"

Westheid beat his chest and wrung his hands. "Alas, it is a pity that on this filthy earth, there are far too few people who understand the clarity of the heavens. I have had to bury my faith deep in my heart and have never shared this secret with anyone."

Now, it wasn’t just the two Celestial Vault People who were dumbfounded; even Yolanda was staring at Westheid with a shocked expression. However, the platinum-haired girl had seen too much while with her brother, and that shock quickly turned to disdain.

’You’re being rather disloyal and unfilial.’

’This half-assed answer is even worse than the one you used to trick the Giant Dragon! Are the Celestial Vault People actually going to believe this?’

"Is that so? Then it is not strange. Even on the earth, there has never been a lack of loyal followers."

Jing Mu and Jing Xiao believed him, and without a shred of doubt.

As Celestial Vault People, they were inherently superior and proud, and they held that same confidence in their faith.

The Venerable Master of the Azure Heaven was the ruler of this world, and all people should be His servants!

"If that is the case, then you are a genuine Divine Favored! Please, return with us to the Celestial Vault Kingdom at once!"

The attitude of the Celestial Vault People changed with incredible speed. It turned out they weren’t expressionless after all; on the contrary, their faces were quite animated, perfectly illustrating the meaning of "ecstatic."

"The Kings will surely welcome a new Divine Favored! Praise be to the guardian of the heavenly kingdom! You must ascend to the heavens!"

Westheid crossed his legs, placed the mask on his lap, and said:

"No, I cannot go with you to the Celestial Vault Kingdom yet."

"I told you I received this Sacred Artifact after making an oath to the Venerable Lord. Aren’t you curious about the content of that oath?"

Jing Mu unconsciously bit his lower lip and said, "That... We dare not presume to guess the Divine Ancestor’s will."

"No matter. It is not a secret worth hiding."

Westheid’s ability to tell bald-faced lies was second to none. The moment he opened his mouth, he began spouting utter nonsense:

"The oath I swore was: ’As long as the turbid world is not empty, I vow not to ascend.’"

"!!!"

Duke Qinghui continued shamelessly, a look of utmost sincerity and righteousness on his face:

"I hold the ideal of cleansing the filth from the Mortal World. That is why I petitioned the Venerable Lord, and because the Venerable Lord approved of my ideal, He bestowed this Sacred Artifact upon me. I will dedicate my life to the infinite cause of liberating the Mortal World! To spread the clarity of the heavens!"

Yolanda’s beautiful eyes were as wide as they could go. Her lovely lips parted and closed several times as she hesitated to speak.

’Seriously, Brother? How can you even say something so outrageous?’

Although Yolanda had no idea where Westheid had gotten this Sacred Artifact that the Celestial Vault People revered, she was absolutely certain that the content of this oath was fake.

’If you’re talking about cleansing filth... shouldn’t you start by cleansing yourself?’

However, the Celestial Vault People, who had only just met Duke Qinghui, naturally knew nothing of Westheid’s true character. They were simply deeply shaken by their fanatical faith.

Jing Mu nodded repeatedly. "Of course, of course! If not for such a grand ambition, how could one possibly receive the Divine Ancestor’s favor?"

The beautiful Celestial Vault maiden clasped her hands together, closed her eyes, and prayed:

"Divine Ancestor... O merciful Divine Ancestor, I will mourn for every soul that perishes in the Mortal World, my tears falling like rain to fill the azure heavens..."

Seeing that the atmosphere was sufficiently charged, Westheid finally revealed his true intentions:

"It is just a pity that after swearing the oath, carrying it out has proven incredibly difficult. I was originally unwilling to ask for your help, but in the end, I have been defeated by the hardships of reality."

"So, for the sake of the Venerable Master of the Azure Heaven, help a brother out!"