"Bao Sheng, the guardian of human procreation, protector of mothers and babies, worshipped by all, his merits are boundless..."
In the Zhonghuang Temple, the Goddess regarded Xu Qing with deep meaning in her eyes and said, "Yet, what is the root of procreation?"
The root of procreation...
It couldn't merely be the union of yin and yang, or the harmony of man and woman?
Unable to find an answer, Xu Qing clasped his hands together respectfully and said, "Master, your disciple is slow-witted, I beseech you to enlighten me."
The Goddess smiled gently and said, "Its root lies in destiny. Without the threads woven by the matchmaker, without auspicious unions, how could there be fruitful and everlasting descendants, protected and nurtured? This is the foundation of procreation for all living beings, yet how can your duties be considered complete?"
"Today, as I accept you as a disciple, I shall grant you the authority over destiny, you must remember this."
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