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Chapter 337: Jean: What Should I Do If the One I Like Is Lord Heavenly Principle?
🕑 Added 2025-09-22 15:42:31 +0000 UTCMondstadt Divine Realm.
A vast super starry continent stretching millions of light-years floated at the heart of the Sea of Dandelion Wine. The closer one drew to this continent, the more starships one saw, and from time to time, entire planets were in operation.
All of these were god-forged planetary worlds.
Within this Supreme Divine Realm, whose scale even Primary Gods could not fully comprehend, piloting a planet through the cosmos was a commonplace occurrence.
Countless World Gates stood tall within the Sea of Dandelion Wine, providing passage across worlds for the countless realms under the Mondstadt pantheon.
Yet such passage was extremely costly—not something minor gods could afford. Thus, ninety-nine percent of gods traveled along the Silver Rails between worlds.
For the gods, World Gates were like expensive spacecraft to mortals, while the Silver Rails were like ordinary highways.
Dozens of Silver Rails crisscrossed through the Sea of Dandelion Wine. Upon them, innumerable starships and planetary vessels journeyed. Every hundred thousand light-years stood a service city.
These cities along the Silver Rails were vast and prosperous. Gods from all corners of the myriad worlds gathered there. Each city's population exceeded a quadrillion.
Such scale surpassed that of some small universes. For minor gods from plane-worlds, the sight alone was so overwhelming they stood frozen in awe.
Dozens of Silver Rails connected all directions across the Mondstadt Divine Realm, weaving the prosperity of the entire pantheon.
At the end of the Silver Rails lay Mondstadt City, the heart of the Mondstadt pantheon and the dream destination of all Mondstadt's gods.
For gods from lesser worlds, to visit the Supreme Divine Realm without making pilgrimage here would be a regret of their divine lives.
As one of fewer than ten supercities in all of Teyvat, Mondstadt City was vast beyond imagining. Ordinary mortals could not conceive it, and even lesser gods struggled to comprehend its grandeur.
Uncountable stars and floating small worlds hung above, encircling Mondstadt City, which itself was dozens of times larger than a major galaxy. Great floating cities, as large as mortal metropolises, drifted in orderly patterns around it.
Visitors from countless worlds traveled in smaller conveyances, coming and going endlessly.
The air carried a faint fragrance of wine. Even this gentle aroma granted lesser gods considerable benefits.
At the city's heart lay the power center of the entire pantheon, ruling countless worlds. Only Mondstadt's native-born, pantheon high-ranking members, or foreign diplomatic missions could step here.
A colossal statue, larger than a plane-world, stood upon Mondstadt Plaza. Its guiding light shone upon the myriad worlds under the pantheon's rule.
This statue had been erected voluntarily by the pantheon's higher gods. It honored Barbatos, founder of Mondstadt, and served as a beacon to guide distant gods across worlds.
At present, the pantheon was governed jointly by the Church of Favonius and the Knights of Favonius. Though their names remained unchanged, their political structures had long since evolved.
The Church of Favonius now managed the faith system and risk supervision across the pantheon's worlds.
The Knights of Favonius executed tasks and maintained order. Their division of labor was clear.
Thus, Mondstadt's pantheon was no longer overwhelmed by managing countless worlds.
As the pantheon's leader, Jean Gunnhildr and the upper echelons could even spare a little time for rest.
With Venti's example, there were no more "infants in giants' bodies" in Mondstadt. Yet the atmosphere of leisure remained.
Compared with other divine realms, Mondstadt's gods were the laziest. Still, laziness aside, they had never failed in matters of importance.
Knights of Favonius.
Library.
Though called a library, this space was vast—likely comparable to a large plane-world.
Here were stored all the knowledge of the Mondstadt pantheon, from the simplest mortal learning to the highest research on Pseudo Star Map Creation.
"Speaking of which, recently the 'Family' faction from the first-sequence Star Rail Universe is coming to Mondstadt to discuss cooperation."
Jean, holding the coffee Lisa had given her with both hands, spoke thoughtfully.
"The Family's gods are great beings. Though not equal to Lord Barbatos, their pantheon is still a major divine system."
"And this could be a chance for Mondstadt's pantheon to extend its power into the Star Rail Universe."
Lisa stretched lazily. "Jean~ We came here for afternoon tea, but as we talk you've shifted to official business again. You, you… what can I say about you?"
"You want to manage everything, but you can't possibly manage it all."
Jean looked embarrassed. "Sorry, Lisa, it's just habit. Hard to change."
Lisa teased, "Come to think of it, Jean, you're nearly ten thousand years old now, yet I've never seen you fancy any god. Across the myriad worlds, there are so many excellent ones."
Jean sighed. "Lisa, we are immortal gods, and…"
Unbidden, Lord Heavenly Principle's face arose in her mind.
After beholding perfection, no matter how outstanding other gods might be, her heart could never be moved.
Once you have seen the most beautiful flower in the world, no matter how many other blossoms bloom, you will never feel lacking.
"What about you, Lisa?"
Lisa also sighed. "Jean, I understand your heart. After all, I am Lisa."
"I'm the same as you. From the first time I saw him, eight thousand years ago, my heart could never again hold any other god."
"But… that one is…"
Just then, a gentle voice came at their ears.
"Oh~ that one is?"
Jean and Lisa were instantly stunned.
They were both Primordial Gods, nearly touching weak single-universe mass. For a voice to appear right at their ears without their notice was terrifying.
They turned at once, and saw only a man with an aura as plain as an ordinary mortal, sitting beside them, calmly sipping Lisa's coffee as though he had always been there, not as if he had suddenly appeared.
Though the man before their eyes appeared ordinary, his presence stirred an instinctive closeness within them. No matter what, it was impossible to feel even the slightest negative emotion—only unconditional trust.
Not even Lord Barbatos, who already possessed the power of the universe, could evoke such a feeling in them.
"Lord Heavenly Principle!" x2
Jean and Lisa were both flustered.
Jean blurted out instinctively, "You… why are you here~?"
Realizing her words were not quite proper, she hurriedly added:
"No… I didn't mean it that way. Your arrival simply overwhelms me with honor."
Noah's smile carried a trace of delight, his eyes reflecting the girls' panicked faces.
Even though his sudden appearance startled them, deep within their clear eyes burned uncontainable joy.
"Hehe, even if my name is not spoken aloud, as long as your thoughts are directed toward me, I can hear them."
"Since last time until now, Jean has whispered my name in her heart no less than ten million times—nearly every day. Even if I wished to ignore it, such repetition leaves a deep impression."
Though Jean was the leader of a pantheon and held the composure of a stateswoman, her cheeks flushed crimson. Her hands fidgeted with nowhere to rest, her shy demeanor like a deer startled: "F-forgive me, Lord Heavenly Principle, I-I…"
To have her secret affection revealed outright by the very one she admired—anyone would be mortified, even a mighty pantheon lord.
And to know that every single secret fantasy had been heard by the one it was about—this was social death beyond compare.
"What is there to apologize for? Every moment countless beings utter prayers to the heavens—do you think I listen to them all? Only those important to me do I hear."
Setting aside the coffee cup, Noah teasingly grasped Jean's hand, pulling her directly into his embrace. Her shapely figure, clad in white tights, sat squarely upon his lap, soft and yielding like a springy cushion.
"Eh…" Jean's mind went blank. After a moment she returned to herself, frozen stiff, her face burning as red as a monkey's.
"Every time you think of me, Jean, I find it adorable~ How should I put it—it's the kind of contrast I like."
Noah leaned close to her ear, whispering playfully, then lightly nibbled at it. Jean instantly turned crimson, like a steamed prawn.
"…" She trembled all over, speechless, unsure what she could even say—but deep inside, she felt pure joy from her very soul.
It was as if a dream she had every night had suddenly come true.
The last time she had stood face-to-face with Lord Heavenly Principle was back on the old land of Teyvat, just after completing a mission. Since then, she had only glimpsed him from afar at the divine assembly.
The embodiment of all beauty—any woman who saw him even once would inevitably fall in love. Such was instinct.
"And of course Lisa as well. Lisa has whispered my name nearly as often as Jean."
Noah turned toward Lisa, who was also stiff with disbelief, her heart pounding, while his hands did not remain idle.
Jean was considered among the former gods of Teyvat to have the finest legs and figure—the very soul of the Knights of Favonius' "Captain's Knight of the Rear."
At a touch, her white tights vanished into nothingness.
Lisa could scarcely believe it.
She had expected nothing more than a simple afternoon tea with Jean today.
Yet now, the supreme being she had secretly adored, someone she thought could never have anything to do with her, had appeared.
And judging by the situation, Lord Heavenly Principle intended to embrace them both.
As one who kept close watch on all news concerning Heavenly Principle, Lisa knew a great deal.
She was close friends with Inazuma's leaders, and naturally had learned certain secrets.
Those friends of Inazuma all had deep ties to Heavenly Principle. At the very least, each was one of his chosen.
Their rapid progress and smooth ascension was none other than due to his favor—and the Heavenly Stigmata he had left upon them.
From what she knew, the Heavenly Stigmata was a ticket to one day grasp Law itself.
To grasp any single Law meant that in the future, one could reach the ultimate realm—the unimaginable super-universe level.
"Actually, I should have devoured you back then. I didn't expect it would take until now. But it's not too late now. Don't you agree, Jean?"
Noah looked at Jean, who was red like a boiled shrimp, and spoke with overwhelming dominance.
As a goddess nearing ten thousand years of age, Jean naturally understood the matters of men and women.
When she traveled to maintain civilizations in different planes, a sweep of her divine sense could reveal all. In terms of knowledge of such things, she knew more than an entire civilization.
"Mm… Lord Heavenly Principle, whatever you say is what it shall be." Jean nodded softly, her eyes filled with shyness, anticipation, worry, and countless emotions—but in the end, she was sincerely obedient.
Though Jean was the leader of Mondstadt, if she were truly to marry, she would be the perfect virtuous wife and mother—the very image of gentleness and devotion.
"Slowly now~ Time does not exist here."
Noah lifted Jean onto the small tea table. Of course, he would not simply leap straight into battle. How boring would that be? Every delight and dance had to be unlocked.
Lisa, hands pressed over her lips, had no choice but to watch for a time. The workaholic in her eyes was being unlocked step by step.
Just watching made her feel strange. Lost in thought, she didn't even realize that Jean had already fallen in battle—and before she could react, she herself was pulled in, following the same sequence that had just played out upon Jean.
"Indeed, with my current realm, things are far easier. I no longer need to worry about the mismatch of essence."
Noah's heart brimmed with satisfaction.
In the past, when his realm was insufficient, he always feared that women too far beneath him in existence might collapse under his essence.
But now, having truly reached the super single-universe level and even touched a fragment of multiversal power—
He could fully control his own existence, even reduce himself to the level of an ordinary mortal. He could match perfectly, even with mortals.
Hum~
Truth and Law intertwined within the library.
Jean and Lisa's own auras cracked and surged, breaking through into the single-universe level.
Not weak single-universe, but directly into full single-universe.
And upon their abdomens, woven by the interlacing of Truth and Law, appeared the Heavenly Stigmata.
These marks resembled silver patterns like those of succubi, adding an exotic allure to Jean and Lisa.
