How remarkable.

Yet, the leap to godhood proved insurmountable, and her abilities had stagnated at the level of a fledgling demagod.

within the divine realm, each being surpassed the last.

She had heard tales of a newly arrived trant demagod who, at merely 19, was already a high tier demagod on the cusp of divinity.

In light of such comparisons, Alice's pride had been stripped away.

Recently, she had adopted a humble approach to her training.

Sue Xihan tousled Alice's hair, recognizing the core of her struggles, which had persisted over time.

However, there was little more she could do.

She resolved to visit more frequently and treat her as she always had.

Suzi Han then produced a food container, engaging Alice in conversation.

That day, Suzi Han returned home quite late.

In the dead of night, Chi-Chi appeared to have fully recovered from her cold, reclining on the back of a chair and swaying gently.

Upon seeing Suzhon return, she remarked, "Hung, have you been visiting that little one again?" Indeed, Sufian.

I thought of Alice and went to check on her.

I know she is quite the talented child, though her racial gifts are somewhat limited, Chi-Chi said, tilting her head back against the chair.

The transition from demagod to deity is a formidable hurdle.

Failure is not uncommon.

If you wish to assist her training, you might seek out external divine realms that host tamed vengeful spirits.

There could be treasures suited for her.

Thank you, Sophiandres.

No need for thanks, Chi-Chi replied with a smirk.

Your kin growing stronger is tantamount to your own empowerment.

I am merely fulfilling my duties.

In the temple, numerous divine attendants busily prepared a banquet with many demagods gathered in one place.

This was a farewell feast.

As the deity was about to depart the divine realm for divine warfare.

As the banquet commenced, he Shiao Sha stood quietly in a corner, observing the deity and quietly shedding tears.

This time marks a significant and comprehensive battle.

Should it go ary, it may be decades before we see the divine once more.

Managing the front hall is exceedingly challenging, and I envy the head of the forest who has the privilege of remaining by the divine side and participating in the logistical aspects of war.

At the banquet, those chosen to join the battlefield wore expressions of jubilation, while those left behind were shrouded in despondency.

On this occasion, Suzie Juan plans to dedicate a century to gathering resources with the second batch of the Star Sea project members for a continuous divine war.

Unless unforeseen circumstances arise, she would scarcely return to the divine realm during this period.

Flu wore a sour expression, her unhappiness palpable.

On the table before her lay her favorite dish, fried pork chops accompanied by a savory meat and mushroom sauce crafted by the renowned elven chef Choo Chu of the Dark Empire.

The aroma was delightful, yet she had no appetite.

The divine had chosen not to take her along, insisting that she must diligently study and obtain an excellent graduation certificate from the elite class of the central school of the first elven city before she could be deemed worthy to accompany them into battle.

She felt burdened, yet she could not voice her troubles, for seated in front of her was Lulu, the tree spirit deity, whose countenance reflected impending tears as she nibbled nervously at her nails.

The air was imbued with the scent of fresh grass, a sensation that resonated with Foam Lo, also of the plant kin, and it was evident that Lulu was deeply unsettled.

Fol still had the opportunity to follow the divine.

Once she secured her graduation certificate, she would head straight to the battlefield.

In contrast, Lulu had no such chance.

As her true form was bound to the crystal wall of the divine realm, rendering her unable to stray far from it.

She lamented her desire to be like Yuyu, who could roam freely in her avatar.

However, Yuyu's plight was even more dire.

It was said she was a deity of the divine, transformed into the celestial moon after gaining wisdom.

The reason for her greater misfortune was that she had secluded herself for several years in pursuit of ascending to divine rank, remaining unseen and unable to attend banquetss.

Despite this, Fonglu bore her own struggles.

In class, she was subjected to the same general education as newly born sprites.

The more she learned, the clearer it became why the divine insisted she study.

It seemed her intellect was genuinely lacking.

Without comparison, there would be no pain.

Yet, as she observed her peers, her progress lagged further behind.

Her learning and memory capabilities were deficient.

Complex explanations from teachers eluded her grasp.

Additionally, her attention span was limited, preventing her from multitasking.

She could only focus on one task at a time, and her cognitive abilities were weak, lacking imagination and summarization skills.

Emotional instability and poor self-control further compounded her shortcomings.

The great tree teacher had also remarked that while she had certain deficiencies, her strengths were equally pronounced.

She possessed a remarkable aptitude for magic.

Although she struggled to comprehend spell construction, she could cast spells by instinct.

Moreover, her soul's power was extraordinarily strong.

Fang, feeling dejected as she picked at her meal, contemplating her academic progress.

In kindergarten, she barely managed to excel.

Now in primary school, her grades had plummeted to mediocre levels, leaving the divine disincclined to even comment on her report card.

An excellent graduation certificate does not equate to mere qualification.

It demands a higher standard from students and the journey remains a distant prospect.

However, time is still on her side.

While other little sprites graduate in a month, she takes a year.

While they achieve excellence in a year, she faces a decade.

As long as she perseveres, opportunities will arise.

She yearns to follow in the footsteps of the divine.

Half a month later, during dinnertime at Bach Chayu's home, smoke gracefully ascends from the chimney, infusing the winter night with a touch of warmth.

Outside the window, the first snow begins to fall, delicate flakes cascading gently to blanket the withered leaves of the vegetable garden.

Ali has been gone for over half a month, and the garden she lovingly tended now holds only a few baskets of cabbage yet to be harvested.

After the frost, these cabbages possess a delightful sweetness.

Bowie finishes scrubbing the pot, removes her apron, and hangs it in the kitchen, then places the prepared dishes on the coffee table.

Chapter 3:16.

Cheer up.

Lilith.

The dishes were quite simple.

Stir-fried cabbage, shredded white radish, and rice porridge.

Two small side dishes accompanied two bowls of porridge with the dishes divided into large and small plates.

and the porridge serve in bowls of varying sizes.

The utensils designed for Lilith were specially crafted, even smaller than the 5-cimeter plates used by miniature sprites, featuring exclusive 3cm plates and bowls less than 2 cm in diameter.

Everything was arranged meticulously.

With the completion of this set of utensils, Lilith no longer needed to crouch while dining.

by Chia retrieved a bottle of juice from the dimensional space.

A little joy for the evening, he called out to the staircase, "Lilith, pause your reading.

Dinner is served.

" After preparing everything by Chai West sank into the sofa, leaning back comfortably as he switched on the television.

A program showcasing the natural landscapes of the divine realm was airing, accompanied by soft music that displayed beautiful sceneries.

Currently featuring the ocean at the borders of the divine realm.

The miniature sprites had captured the essence of this beauty.

The ocean mirrored the moonlight, sparkling enchantingly.

As the music played on, glimpses of the great willow trees form could be seen.

Its massive trunk and branches radiating a gentle glow, truly mesmerizing.

After a while, Lilith had yet to appear.

The steam rising from the dishes had begun to dissipate.

Lilith, dinner's ready.