Chapter 909: Another Method
Chapter 909: Another Method
In a desolate valley within the Canglan Realm."Mother, what should I do?"
"Father was killed by an enemy... but that same enemy has shown kindness to my beloved..."
"Now, because of that enemy, my beloved and I are almost at each other's throats... should I really let go of the hatred for my father..."
Tang Er knelt before his mother's cenotaph, his eyes vacant, like a walking corpse drained of its soul.
"My child..."
A gentle call, like spring rain carried by the wind, sounded in his ear.
Tang Er's head snapped up.
Countless Mother's Love Grasses bloomed around the grave.
A faint, beautiful figure slowly coalesced under the moonlight.
Those brows and eyes, that demeanor, were exactly like the mother who had appeared countless times in his dreams.
"Mother?!"
Tang Er trembled all over, tears instantly blurring his vision.
He wanted to embrace her, but feared this was a dream that could vanish at any moment.
"It is me."
The "Mother's Love Grass Empress" conjured by the Golden Dragon King reached out, her hand hovering over Tang Er's face, her eyes filled with maternal love and heartache.
"My child, you have suffered."
"Mother has been watching you all along, watching you lose your father, lose your beloved, lose everything..."
"Mother..." Tang Er finally couldn't hold back, wailing like a wronged child,
"I'm useless! I can't avenge him! That man is too strong, so strong it makes me despair!"
"No, you are not weak. You are just a bit... inexperienced, but..."
The "Mother's Love Grass Empress" shook her head, her voice solemn and profound:
"But you are a born king, you just haven't found the path to the peak."
"Child, if you truly wish for revenge, if you truly wish to trample underfoot those who have trampled on your dignity,
then you must walk a path ordinary people dare not tread—the Path of Godhood."
"God?" Tang Er stopped crying, a spark of hope igniting in his eyes.
"Yes, becoming a god. And not just any god, but one who gathers the power of various gods!"
The [Mother's Love Empress] pointed towards the distant north, to the darkest, most chaotic place in the Canglan Continent.
"Go to Demon Tower City."
"That is a land of ultimate evil, with no rules, no morality, only the most primitive slaughter and bloodshed. There is a Hell Colosseum there. As long as you can achieve 999 consecutive victories, baptizing your soul with the blood of countless strong individuals..."
"You will gain the attention of the God of Death and open the gate to godhood."
"But..."
The [Mother's Love] looked at Tang Er, her tone turning somewhat cruel:
"You must think clearly. Once you enter there, you must abandon all emotion, all weakness.
You will ultimately become a machine that knows only slaughter."
"You... can you do it?"
Tang Er fell silent.
He looked at his own scar-covered hands, remembered the scene of his father's gruesome death,
remembered the sight of Little Rabbit turning her back and walking away, remembered the gaze of that White-clothed Swordsman looking down upon ants from on high.
After a long while.
He raised his head. Not a trace of warmth remained in his Demonic Pupils, only a cold silence as deep as an abyss.
"I can."
"I... have nothing left anyway."
"As long as I can become stronger. As long as I can have my revenge."
"Even if I become a machine..."
Tang Er stood up, grinding his teeth:
"Even if I become a devil..."
"I will not hesitate."
...
Watching Tang Er's back gradually disappear into the night,
the maternal affection at the corner of Golden Dragon King's mouth vanished instantly, transforming into a cold sneer.
Excellent.
Hatred is the best nourishment.
Tang Er, blessed with the Destiny Energy of a plane, as long as he doesn't die, will grow at an astonishing speed on this path of slaughter.
When the time comes, a God of Asura utterly twisted by hatred, facing that Li Qingran who only has a bunch of World Rings...
This play has only just begun.
...
Golden Dragon King returned to the Divine Realm.
He immediately summoned two subordinates—the Fire God clad in flames, and the God of Death shrouded in a black robe.
Golden Dragon King sat high upon his divine throne, his voice majestic:
"There is a young man named Tang Er in the Canglan Realm, about to head to Demon Tower City. You two, prepare the qualification for the Divine Trial for him."
"As soon as he completes his winning streak, immediately initiate the Dual God Trial!"
The Fire God and the God of Death exchanged a glance, both seeing shock in each other's eyes.
A Dual God Trial?
This was an unprecedented precedent!
But since this was the Dragon God's command, they dared not disobey.
"We obey the divine decree!"
...
At the same time.
Starry Sky Great Forest, core region.
Thanks to the relentless promotion by Little Rabbit, Bear Big, and Jiao Two, Chen Huaian's reputation spread like wildfire among the World Beast circles.
In less than three days, many World Beasts had already heard of a human who could help World Beasts achieve human form.
However, only a minority of World Beasts believed this; most remained skeptical.
In a small wooden hut deep in the forest.
Chen Huaian and Li Qingran had just finished their cultivation when they heard Little Rabbit calling outside the door.
Opening the door.
They saw three massive, ferocious hundred-thousand-year World Beasts standing outside like three great mountains.
One was an Earth Devil Rhinoceros, one a Ghost-Face Demon Spider, and one a Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear.
They looked down at Li Qingran with confusion and curiosity in their eyes.
"The human who can give us human form... is her?"
The 180,000-year-old Earth Devil Rhinoceros snorted a blast of air, shaking leaves from the trees.
"Little Rabbit, are you playing us for fools? A little girl who isn't even a Legendary Battle Master can help us achieve human form?"
"Exactly," the Ghost-Face Demon Spider added with a sinister tone. "I think this is a scam, trying to trick us out of our World Rings and World Bones."
Little Rabbit's expression changed, and she was about to explain.
BOOM——!!!
An overwhelmingly savage, terrifying pressure, as if from the primordial chaos of ancient times, instantly erupted from behind Li Qingran.
Chen Huaian's figure slowly materialized.
He didn't make a move, merely swept a faint glance over these three beasts who didn't know their place.
THUMP!
Three loud thuds.
The three hundred-thousand-year overlords were instantly pressed flat against the ground, unable to even move a finger.
They stared in terror at the two slowly pulsating million-year World Rings beneath Chen Huaian's feet, their eyes nearly popping out.
"Mi... million-year?!"
"Two of them?!"
What kind of monster is this?!
Chen Huaian looked down at them, a cold sneer curling his lips:
"Now... is This Venerable One qualified enough?"
The three World Beasts nodded frantically, knocking their heads against the ground with loud *dong-dong* sounds.
"Qualified! Qualified! Master, spare us!"
But Chen Huaian shook his head, his tone disdainful:
"You think This Venerable One is qualified, but This Venerable One thinks... you are not qualified enough."
"The strongest is only 180,000 years. Such paltry cultivation, This Venerable One can't even be bothered to lift a finger."
The three beasts' faces flushed red with shame and humiliation.
They were considered overlords in the Canglan Realm, accustomed to running rampant. When had they ever suffered such insult?
But circumstances were stronger than the beasts. They could only endure it.
After pondering for a moment, Chen Huaian casually pointed at the Earth Devil Rhinoceros with the highest cultivation.
Even though an 180,000-year World Ring wasn't worth his attention, it was enough to help Li Qingran advance to Legendary Battle Master.
Another round of procedures.
Stripping the World Bone, the World Ring, reshaping the physical body.
When a dark-skinned, muscular man built like an iron tower walked out of the flames,
the remaining two World Beasts were utterly dumbfounded, immediately kneeling and begging Chen Huaian to help them.
The proof was right before their eyes; they couldn't not believe it.
But Chen Huaian just waved a hand, too lazy to bother with them.
He handed the newly acquired 180,000-year World Ring and World Bone to Li Qingran,
and right in front of the group of World Beasts, he stood guard for Li Qingran, assisting her in her breakthrough.
In less than half the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, Li Qingran, with Chen Huaian's help, had completely absorbed the 180,000-year World Ring and World Bone.
Her strength also advanced from Peak Battle Master to 99th-level Legendary Battle Master.
But Chen Huaian's brow furrowed.
Not enough.
Still not enough.
These hundred-thousand-year specimens, no matter how many, were just a drop in the bucket for him.
While they could improve Li Qingran's strength and slightly solidify his soul form, they couldn't touch the core of his power liberation at all.
"Little Rabbit."
Chen Huaian looked at Little Rabbit nearby and asked:
"Why haven't any million-year or above World Beasts come to find This Venerable One?"
"Is achieving human form... not tempting enough for them?"
Little Rabbit thought for a moment and said with a bitter smile:
"Senior, million-year World Beasts are already semi-divine."
"Those who have cultivated to that level, aren't they all ancient monsters who have lived for countless years? They only seek stability."
"Achieving human form is tempting, but the risks are unknown. Moreover, they are only one step away from true godhood and don't want to stir up trouble anymore."
Hearing this, Chen Huaian's frown deepened.
This was troublesome now.
The previous operation of obtaining a million-year World Ring from the system had already alerted the Heavenly Dao of the Canglan Realm; the same method couldn't be used again.
Now, million-year World Beasts weren't taking the bait...
If he forced a kill, he was afraid of encountering a tough opponent who could target the soul.
He was like a player with a max-level account but no internet connection—utterly frustrated.
"Aside from hunting million-year World Beasts..."
Chen Huaian looked at Little Rabbit and asked gravely:
"In this Canglan Realm, is there any other method to obtain a million-year level World Ring?"
Little Rabbit was stunned for a moment.
She searched through her inherited memories. After a long while, she said somewhat uncertainly:
"If not killing World Beasts..."
"Then there is only one path left."
She raised her head and pointed towards the distant horizon:
"The Divine Trial."
"Legend says that as long as one passes a god's trial, not only can one obtain a god-bestowed World Ring, but one can also... inherit a Divine Position."
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