Chapter 82: Gong Shang

"Mastah~"

"Oops~ Shang'er bit her tongue," a cute and loving voice entered Shen's ear.

The owner of the voice was obviously a girl and from her tone, she should be at least 14 years old. She cutely laughed and snuggled on his chest. "Master~ Shang'er missed you a lot~!"

A weird feeling invaded Shen's heart by the girl's presence. How can anyone be inside the Heavenly Emperor Palace? Not just that how did she even enter the Mortal Realm without his permission? With tons of questions in his mind, Shen hesitantly grabbed the girl's head and lifted it from his chest.

A beautiful but a little childish face greeted him. Golden eyes—much similar to his eyes— stared at him with strong affection. Long golden hairs that he couldn't even see the end of. Her white skin gave off a yellow glow.

"Who are you? Why are you here?"

A cute pout formed on her lips. "Hmph~ Shang'er is angry. How can you forget Shang'er."

"I'm no lolicon but she is too cute!" Shen commented in his head and asked the girl, "Little girl, did we meet before?"

"Shang'er is not a little girl! Shang'er is Shang'er!"

"Ok, ok. Shang'er how did you came here? Did someone you here?"

"Bah, who would bring Shang'er here? Shang'er was here from her birth."

"Then how old is Shang'er now?"

"Hmm, Shang'er can't remember. Maybe one million years? Or tens of millions? Shang'er forgot to count."

"...Lit-Shang'er, you can't lie. Be honest."

"Of course, Shang'er won't lie to her creator. It saddened Shang'er when she didn't find Master after her birth. But Shang'er knew master will find her again."

"..." Shen couldn't come up with any words for this little girl anymore. He only speechlessly looked at the girl, "Creator? Do I look like a god?! How can I even create a living being like her?"

"Haha, Shang'er, you can come up with good jokes. How can I create you?"

"Master didn't create Shang'er. Master created the palace," the little girl, Shang'er, spread her arms and happily continued, "and I am the spirit of this palace."

After hearing Shang'er, Shen calmly assessed the situation. Calmly.

"So, Shang'er is the spirit of the Heavenly Emperor Palace and I created the Heavenly Emperor Palace. Everything looks cool." Shen "calmly" thought and said, "So, Shang'er. When did I create you?"

"Shang'er can't remember. When Shang'er formed her sentience, Master was nowhere to be found."

"And it's been millions of years after you were born?

"Yes! Did Master finally remember Shang'er?!" Shang'er happily chirped.

"No, not at all."

"Shang'er knew Master won't forget her! Shang'er loves Master with her heart and soul~" It seems Shang'er didn't want to hear the words of refusal from Shen and her subconscious totally blocked the words from reaching her senses.

Shen speechlessly looked at this delusional girl. She addressed herself as the spirit of the Heavenly Emperor Palace, which, convinced Shen but him being the creator? "Either she must have a loose screw or its the side effect of using Absolute Taming Card, which shouldn't happen. Absolute Taming Card only tames something for me. Not making me the dearest person of the tamed being..."

Either way, he decided to act like the creator of the palace.

"Shang'er what did you do after gaining sentience?"

"MMm... Shang'er can't remember everything but she thinks she learned her name bestowed by Master. After that... after that Shang'er spent her time in the library and the garden of the palace."

"Oh, what name did I give you?"

"Gong Shang~ such a beautiful and fitting name. As expected of Master! Ehehehe~"

"Gong Shang? Celestial Palace? Now that sounds like a name that I would give... Shang'er, it must've been lonely for you, being here all alone?"

"Mmm. But it's ok. Master is here for Shang'er. Shang'er won't feel lonely anymore."

Shen patted her head as he found her very likable. She had a pitiful life, after gaining her sentience she lived alone in solitude, yet remained strong without being affected by anything.

"I promise I will visit you every now and then. There will be others to play with you too."

"Hehe~ I don't need anyone as long as I have Master."

"...ok. Shang'er, you are creeping me out. Get up of me."

"Eeh~ Master being meany~" Shang'er cutely complained but still obeyed his order.

Even so, she didn't leave by his side. When Shen stood up, she clung to his arm like a little angel unwilling to leave her master's side.

Shen finally got the chance to see the end of Shang'er's hair. Even after reaching the ground, her hairs reached another seven meters of distance. Shiny golden hair, and calling them only long would be an understatement. Like a little fairy, Shang'er smiled at his presence. One could only marvel at her beauty.

Shen caressed her cheek and Shang'er pleasantly closed her eyes to enjoy his caress. "You won't be lonely, I promise."

"Shang'er believes Master," Shang'er softly said, unlike her previous childlike behavior which portrayed her as a fairy, she looked like a true Angel who was calm and soothing.

Shen gently patted her head and assessed the room. As far as his eyes could see, he saw two rows of Thrones and his current position was in the middle of these two rows. Looking back, he found another throne but this throne had a vast difference from the others.

While the thrones on both rows looked comfy and extravagant, the one in the middle foremost looked beyond anything he had ever seen. Made out of unknown materials, it was wider than any other thrones. Just from one look, anyone could say that at least three people can sit there without any discomfort. The throne handle looked soft enough to make it look like as if it was made from flesh.

As for the back of the throne, it was 9 meters tall and on the 5 meters mark, there was a giant-sized book drawn perfectly. Surrounding the book, countless runes and inscriptions covered the whole back of the throne. Strangely enough, it gave an aura of serenity, or rather, nature, and not looking weird at all.

Shen let out a long sigh as he marveled at the beauty of this room and the throne. Whoever crafted them, used a delicate method as every throne had an air of synergy between them.

"Master, Master~" Shang'er shook Shen to bring him out of his daze and she cheerfully said, "Master~ take your seat~ Shang'er wants to see Master on the throne, hehe."

Shen gulped loudly. For the first time in his life, he felt nervous for sitting somewhere. He nodded lightly and headed for the throne.

Every step thumped his heart strongly. He told himself that he owned this palace and sitting on the throne was his right. Alas, it did nothing to relieve his nervousness. Gradually, another feeling sprouted inside his heart. A little excited feeling as if he was conquering many, many things.

He appreciated the beauty of the throne and turned around and sat down on the throne. All nervousness and excitement disappeared from his heart. He felt nothing special and realized sitting on a throne was nothing to be proud or excited about. One can't be the Emperor just by sitting on a Throne.

Shen stared blankly at the golden ceiling as another bizarre feeling took over his heart. Clearly, he sat on this Throne for the first time but a sense of déjà vu struck him. As if he couldn't be more familiar with this place.

While he lost in this feeling, a strand of his soul entered the throne and the whole palace started to shine. As if a dead item being given a new life.

He finally came back to reality when Shang'er hugged him again. By this time the glow already disappeared and he only felt the golden color of the palace looked brighter than usual.

"Master," Shang'er called him out, her eyes were glowing as she gazed him.

"Ye—"

Before he could reply, his lips were sealed by Shang'er. "Shang'er loves Master for giving her this life," she said sweetly.

The kiss only lasted for a blink but Shen could feel that Shang'er only wish to express her gratitude. At the same time, a small shape of the Heavenly Emperor Palace formed inside his dreamscape.

Shen felt bad for deceiving such a pure and petite girl (err... loli) and decided to come out clean. "Shang'er, I didn't create you"—Shang'er put her finger on top of his lips, indicating him to stop.

"There's no way Shang'er would mistake Master for someone else," she smiled happily, "ehehe."

"What do you mean? When you were created I didn't even exist."

"Shang'er doesn't know~"

"Sigh~" Shen let out a long sigh, "That's right, Shang'er. Did you see my companion? She should've been with me here."

"Eh, Shang'er doesn't know about any nasty cats~"

Shen finally remembered that he had Kaidi with him. With Shang'er's appearance, her presence almost slipped through his head. Although she said had no idea, her playful tone and words totally gave her away.

"Shang'er, it's an order."

"Eh, Master being meany," Shang'er half-joked and half-complained but still waved her hand and a small black prison rose up from the "ground".

Inside the prison, sat a distressed golden cat, looking for ways to get out.