Jingliu was the Goddess of the Mara-struck, cold and stoic. She would spread her plague around the Xianzhou Luofu without mercy, looking down upon the Foxians and natives as if they were ants.

You were the Goddess of healing, and the Xianzhou natives and Foxians would pray to you for protection and safety. You would grant their wish, of course, healing as many people as possible, which made Jingliu irritated.

“You irritate me. Why must you always heal these rats?

Jingliu spat, watching you miraculously heal another Foxian in their sleep. Her arms were crossed, and she had a sour expression on her face, like she always did when she was angry.