Chapter 647 Imperishable Body (W-Word Mega Chapter Seeking Monthly Tickets!)

Although the aftermath of Su Zhou's battle with the powerhouses of various factions was not loud, the stars that rose from the heart of the core city, flying high into the sky with roars and screams, were still too eye-catching.

Seeing this scene, groups of tourists and adventurers exclaimed, nimbly and skillfully avoiding the core city and the surrounding areas of the inner city.

As residents and regulars of the coastal capital, they knew better than anyone the destruction caused by the battles of the Godhood realm. Now it was just flying stars; later, it might be a meteor shower. It was not something one could stay behind to watch.

Even if the strongest of the Falses family, the guardians of the coastal capital, the Calamity-realm spellcaster 'Undying Roselia,' could quickly suppress these enemies, they still had a high chance of dying before that suppression.

Most tourists, merchants, and adventurers retreated to their hotels and residences immediately, while the more cautious and wealthy ones retreated to their mobile warships, ready to run away at the opportune moment.

--Only a madman would stay on the battlefield for long! Only a complete lunatic would watch a meteor shower on the battlefield!

And children like those from the Xiguang Society, under the guidance of Sui Guang and Seneca, returned to the Chuyue warship as quickly as possible.

However, this did not guarantee absolute safety.

"...The outer city is indeed quite chaotic..."

Carefully holding up a telescope, Seneca looked out at the streets of the outer city from the port, his voice cautious: "There are so many opportunistic robbers and thieves taking advantage of the chaos! In just over ten minutes, I've seen seven robberies!"

At this moment, at the port entrance and exit, many merchant ship owners sent out their guards, joining forces to block the port entrance.

Now, they didn't know what was happening in the inner city, so prudence was paramount. They would keep as far away as possible.

And it took a long time for the source energy engine to go from low power to full power. During this time, they must not be disturbed by those thugs.

Everyone could see that in the chaotic streets and alleys, frightened commoners were often dragged into hidden corners by thugs with sharp blades for extortion and intimidation. The slightly more ruthless ones simply knocked them unconscious and threw them aside, stripping them of everything valuable, not even sparing their belts.

Of course, it was only robbery and theft, the level of ‘taking’ something from the store in the chaos. Killing was completely out of the question.

After all, even though most of the city guards had moved towards the inner city and even the core city, the guards still patrolling the outer city were not idle. Everyone had witnessed the faith of those demonized, and they would do everything possible to prevent casualties.

"But even so, we must be careful."

Another serious and solemn voice sounded from Seneca's side. Gasha held a large shield and said with a solemn expression: "A chaotic situation can stir up the restless power in people's hearts, Seneca-gege (older brother). Step back a little. Who knows if someone will go crazy and try to make a big score in the chaos?"

This was not a wild guess. The situation in Aean World was like this. Living in the slums and outer city for many years, the children in the orphanage knew best what stupid things people could do when they went crazy.

In Avendell City, there were many madmen who charged into banks with a few knives, attacked merchant caravans for a bite to eat, and killed a family of fourteen for a little money. Even in the coastal capital, one could not let their guard down.

Especially some guys who think they have power, they can do anything.

Just like that group of people gathering at the street corner.

"Listen up, what's the point of robbing those civilians? How much money can you get from looting a hundred people? Ten thousand Imperial coins, or twenty thousand? Bullshit, can it be more than five thousand put together? Who would be stupid enough to carry that much money on them?!"

The vast majority of thugs were demonized, and the leader of the thugs seemed to have quite a good eloquence. His accent had a northern flavor, and looking at the calluses on his tiger's mouth and hands, he should be a deserter who couldn't stand the terrible weather and ran away from the Yanshuang Army.

This current thug leader had gathered more than twenty people. He had the strength of the Soul Condensation realm, holding a shiny long knife in his hand. At this time, he was eloquent: "How can you get rich without taking some risks? I've already found out that the big shots at the port aren't on their ships right now, and most of the guards aren't there either. We don't need to attack those big ships; the Anhunji (soul-soothing agent) on some small cargo ships is enough for us to make a fortune... Look, you see, there are even women and children among the guards guarding the entrance. It's easy for us to defeat these people!"

"Charge! For great wealth!"

"Hm?"

Hearing these words, Seneca was okay. He was quite used to being mistaken for a woman the first time he met someone. But Gasha's face darkened visibly. Although he usually spoke little, he had a high sense of self-esteem and couldn't tolerate others looking down on him for strange reasons, and age was one of them.

At the same time, the guards of other merchant caravans obviously became nervous and began to be on guard—this was not surprising. Their strength was, to be honest, just so-so. More than twenty thugs, led by a Soul Condensation realm soldier with obvious experience in military formations, were enough to pose a serious threat to them. After all, not everyone was like the demonized, who knew one or two instinctive spells with unknown effects and strength.

Most importantly, merchant caravan guards mostly didn't need to participate in gang warfare. They only needed to know how to operate cannons and source energy facilities... but now this was a port, where would they find heavy weapons to operate?

"Are there only this many people? Seems like they're good targets for practice."

Silently calculating the difference in strength, compared to the dozen or so somewhat flustered guards, Gasha took a deep breath instead. He inhaled, exhaled, and stabilized the power in his body, calming his mind.

--Very good, everything is perfect. Source energy begins to pour into the arms and thighs, ready to erupt when needed.

Originally, because of the demonization disease, Gasha's arm and abdominal strength were very strong, enough to lift stone slabs weighing several tons, helping Professor Svetlaya during the exploration of the ruins.

However, using this power to its full extent would cause the demonized source energy in his body to become restless. Every exertion would make Gasha feel hunger and emptiness, and even his soul would tremble, as if everything he owned would be invaded and devoured by the deformed demonized soul.

However, that was before.

After practicing the "Burning Ember Fire" cultivation method, Gasha had expelled all the demonized source energy in his body.

Yes, his absolute power had decreased a lot, but in return, now Gasha, every muscle in his body obeyed his control, and the source energy surging in his body did not bring the illusion of hunger and thirst, but instead made him feel energetic.

And gathering this controllable power into one, erupting in accordance with a certain martial arts stance, could even allow Gasha to display explosive power far surpassing that of the demonization disease!

"Get out of the way if you don't want to get hurt!"

At this moment, the group of thugs had already charged up, shouting slogans. The old soldier leader at the head had clear eyes, staring intently at Gasha, who looked the weakest, preparing to break through the defense from there.

The desire to get rich was so single-minded that he didn't even glance at Seneca, who was preparing his petrifying gaze--most of the thugs couldn't resist Seneca's demonic charm inherited from the sea monster after his petrified left face recovered, and subconsciously glanced at this beauty during the charge.

This distinguished the cause of their defeat.

Facing the thug leader charging straight at him with a sharp blade, Gasha's arm, thigh, and calf muscles bulged slightly. The high-density muscles brought by the Heavenly Dragon noble bloodline had extremely terrifying explosive power. The black-haired, golden-eyed youth snorted coldly and burst out like a spring, smashing into the enemy like an iron block with the huge shield in front of him.

The speed of the jump was too fast. Although the old soldier could see the process, his body couldn't dodge. He could only clench his teeth subconsciously, and the next moment, a muffled impact sounded, and he was sent flying dozens of meters high by Gasha's shield.

This scene was so incredible that all the caravan guards subconsciously turned their heads to look, so the old soldier's screams in the air went unnoticed.

And when they turned their heads, what they saw was that the other thugs, stiffened in place by Seneca's petrifying gaze, unable to bend their joints for a while, had been silently eliminated.

After obtaining the cultivation method from Su Zhou that could stimulate the bloodline in their bodies, the dormant power in both of them began to awaken... When their strength further increased, they could even begin to officially practice pseudo-Dao, and when they reached the Mind Light realm, they could even transform into the appearance of their Mind Light body to fight!

"Not bad."

Watching the figure of the thug leader fall from the sky, landing on the ground and stirring up a cloud of dust, Gasha walked over and touched the chest of the old soldier, who had completely lost his fighting ability and was groaning: "Several ribs are broken... Just stay where you are and wait for the city guards to arrest you."

Saying this, the young man's tone carried a rare smile.

"Under the professor's teachings... I have indeed become stronger again!"

Turning his head, Gasha walked towards the guards' team, sensing his increasingly coordinated physical function: "The original me might have been able to unleash such great power in an instant, but after using it three or four times at most, I would fall into an illusion, deepening the degree of demonization."

"But now, when I exert my full strength, not only does the demonization disease not have the slightest reaction, but it makes me feel refreshed all over, and I can charge ten or twenty more times!"

Gasha could sense that deep within his bloodline and flesh, a continuous stream of power was erupting.

Demonization, indeed, was a curse and a blessing. People who suffered from demonization would be more sensitive to source energy... The high-density source energy in this world was both the source of loss of control and the key to granting equal power to all things.

As long as you were strong enough, you could grasp this power.

"Eh."

At the same time, a team flying in the air, fleeing in a flustered manner, let out a soft sigh: "I seem to sense that a bloodline of the same clan is erupting and awakening... Are there other Heavenly Dragon nobles in the coastal capital besides us?"

The East Sea Heavenly Dragon nobles were retreating at this time. The forces they represented had joined forces with the Northern barbarians to provoke disputes, violating the taboo of the coastal capital. Later, they would definitely be arrested as bargaining chips.

But it didn't matter, after all, a great war was about to begin, and the coastal capital was destined to choose a side. There was no way to trade freely as before, and other than not snatching the Burning Ember Divine Tree, everything in the plan went smoothly.

The only unexpected thing was that Professor Svetlaya, who should have been hiding his name and avoiding the empire's anger, actually reappeared, showing an incomparably powerful strength that surpassed the peak of the Godhood realm!

An arrow, a spear, a knife, an ax... Using seven weapons, this alchemist who seemed to have metal abilities knocked all the Godhood powerhouses of the seven major forces flying to gods know where with one blow each. Calamity-realm powerhouses could indeed do this, but Professor Svetlaya didn't seem like a Calamity-realm... Hey, whatever, they were going to run anyway.

However, the awakening of the bloodline of the same clan that was sensed during the escape caused some commotion in this team that had lost its supreme leader: "It shouldn't be, we specially searched the entire city for the same clan and sent them all back to the main camp. What could be left..."

Another voice was low, interrupting the previous voice with obvious disgust. It continued: "It's just those dirty bastards, the illegitimate children who were lost in the folk."

A Heavenly Dragon noble, like Gasha, with black hair and golden eyes, narrowed his eyes, and complex light flickered in his eyes, but finally condensed into firmness.

The East Sea Heavenly Dragon nobles were famous for their maritime mobile city-states. Their fixed ocean giant cities had always been elusive, advancing with the ocean currents. Only people of the Heavenly Dragon clan could control them, not the sea clan, and even the traces of the cities could not be tracked, let alone invade their fortresses.

The Heavenly Dragon nobles were, for this reason, the most independent and bloodline-conscious nobles in Aean World. Those who were not pure-blooded Heavenly Dragons would not have the opportunity to control the giant city, which was equivalent to being excluded from the decision-making level and being an inferior bloodline.

But conversely, if the bloodline was controlled by foreigners, then foreigners would still not be able to control the giant city, but they could track the direction of the giant city... If possible, the Heavenly Dragon nobles would never allow the bloodline to be lost outside.

But even so, news of the Heavenly Dragon noble's illegitimate children was still common.

"It's a pity, a half-blooded little black dragon. The bloodline seems to be quite ancient, but it's a hybrid." There was a voice of regret in the team, but it revealed coldness in its words.

Because, the purer and more ancient the bloodline... once hybridized, the more blasphemous it was.

That was an unforgivable sin.

"Hmph."

Without adding much, the Heavenly Dragon noble, who snorted coldly in a low voice, directly stretched out his hand. He condensed a stream of water, rising with milky white steam like a molten lava hot spring—the superior spell Scorching Soul Torrent erupted in the next instant, shooting towards the direction where Gasha was.

The ultra-high-temperature spiritual liquid flow that was enough to burn the soul and separate flesh and bones was the Heavenly Dragon nobles' best method of destroying corpses and eliminating traces.

——Inferior bloodline, illegitimate children lost outside, vermin-like things... absolutely cannot let him have the opportunity to return to the main family, just kill him and be done with it.

"Eh, Gasha, you're done fighting?"

At this moment, Loya, holding an alchemical hand crossbow he assembled, walked out of the Chuyue warship with Master Sui Guang.

He fully believed that he could also participate in the battle, but after looking at the entire scene, which was either petrified and stiff in place or had been pressed to the ground, with the thugs beaten black and blue by the group of guards, Loya couldn't help but sigh greatly: "What is this? It's not even as good as the source energy insects in the suburbs... Top left front!"

"Gasha, top left front!"

While complaining, Loya's voice suddenly rose, and Master Sui Guang's urgent voice also sounded, but it was a step too late. But at the same time, he transformed into a whirlwind and ran, preparing to stand in front of the other party.

As if telepathically, the moment he heard the words of his good friend, Gasha knew that the other party was warning him. Without the slightest hesitation or hesitation, he directly raised the large shield in his hand, blocking the direction he said.

Bang!

The moment the large shield was raised, a torrent flew over, hitting the steel plate. A transparent ring spread out in all directions, releasing a dazzling spiritual light, but if one observed carefully, they would find that it was not light, but fluctuating waves.

Splash! The water splashed on the surrounding caravan guards and thugs, which immediately caused them to let out heart-rending screams, and even the entire person was carried by the impact of the spreading water waves, flying backwards a distance and hitting the wall.

Even if the Scorching Soul Water did not have any impact, the mere splashing would cause a not small soul sting, and if this sting accumulated to the extreme, it would be enough to burn the soul.

But contrary to everyone's expectations, this high-level spell, which was enough to kill a Spirit Radiance high-level, did not break through that seemingly ordinary steel shield barrier as it should have, but instead deformed, scattered, and most of the source energy it contained dissipated as a result, turning into a sky full of water mist refracting the light.

The sturdiness of this shield exceeded everyone's expectations.

But that didn't mean the young man was unharmed.

Ka—ka ka! Holding the large shield, the steel floor under Gasha's feet twisted and dented, and one could also hear disturbing twisting and breaking sounds in the Dragonkin youth's bones—but he withstood it, he didn't retreat, and even his body posture didn't change, steadily blocking this blow.

"Cough!" Spitting out a mouthful of acid, Gasha felt his internal organs churning, and several of his bones should have been broken, but he still gritted his teeth and stood firm, the flame in his heart burning brighter and brighter.

"What?"

Seeing this scene, the Heavenly Dragon noble, who had already planned to turn around and leave, couldn't help but be slightly stunned. He never thought that his spell would not even kill a Dragonkin child who was only in the Soul Condensation realm.

But in addition to surprise, a kind of shame and anger rose from the bottom of his heart. He seemed to vaguely hear the secret ridicule of his fellow clansmen around him, and he was disturbed by Gasha's body that didn't even tremble at all.

——Obviously so weak, but unwilling to obediently die, and stubbornly blocking his blow, truly hateful, a complete bastard!

"It's just luck, I don't believe..."

Muttering to himself, he raised his hand again, and a small magic array floated in front of his palm. This Heavenly Dragon noble seemed to be planning to swear an oath.

But he didn't have this opportunity.

"Don't believe, what?"

A huge force grabbed the Heavenly Dragon noble's head, followed by a thunderous sonic boom.

"What do you believe?"

A strong, ruthless, even revealing a faint bloody smell, large hand tightly pinched his skull, crushing his left horn, and constantly applying pressure, as if trying to imprint five fingers on this Dragonkin's head.

"Ahhhhh!"

The left horn broke, and the pain that penetrated deep into the bone marrow erupted. After letting out an extremely painful scream, this Heavenly Dragon noble began to struggle desperately, but all of this had no effect. His head was like a kiwi fruit being held in someone's hand, which could be completely crushed at any time.

And he could only see a face of a white-haired man that was so calm that it was somewhat terrifying.

"Have you thought about how you want to die?"

Su Zhou, who had just returned and saw this scene, was quite angry in his heart.

Of course, he was very pleased that Gasha relied on his own strength to block this blow. The children could stand alone. With such a reaction ability, they would definitely excel in future actual combat.

And Sui Guang had just activated the alchemical shield. No matter what spells this Dragonkin noble released later, it was impossible to hurt Gasha.

But, happiness aside, someone actually attacked the student and child he was taking care of...

Good fellow, who in the myriad of heavens didn't know that Zhuzhou was the most protective?

Not to mention people or pet dogs, dare to touch the tree he raised, even a leaf, and he would shatter the other party into pieces. jpg

Su Zhou didn't intend to really wait for this scum who attacked the child to answer before killing him. He didn't have that time, so he directly melted him with source energy and threw him into the soil as fertilizer.

But just as Su Zhou was preparing to exert his strength and crush the skull of this Heavenly Dragon noble who was already so frightened that he began to talk nonsense, Gasha, who should have passed out because of the bone dislocation, suddenly opened his mouth: "Wait a moment, Professor!"

"Don't force yourself, go and rest quickly."

In response, Su Zhou couldn't help but nod again. He was still so energetic despite suffering a not light injury. Putting aside other things, this combat will was quite good. The ability to withstand damage was one of the most critical points in combat. Being a little short in this regard was often the difference between life and death. Gasha would definitely become a powerful warrior in the future.

But now, he should go and rest.

"No, Professor!"

But Gasha stubbornly put down the large shield, using this gift from Professor Svetlaya, the perfect metal shield strengthened by Su Zhou, to support his body.

The Dragonkin youth's golden eyes were full of anger. He gritted his teeth and glared at the Heavenly Dragon noble who was still screaming in Su Zhou's hand—the people in the other East Sea forces' teams had already fled in all directions the moment Su Zhou appeared—word by word, struggling to say: "I want to end him with my own hands... Please give me a chance!"

Hearing this, Su Zhou was slightly stunned. He released his hand, throwing the Heavenly Dragon noble who was already foaming at the mouth on the ground.

The professor smiled: "A reasonable request, but can you do it? I don't think you can even lift the shield."

Gasha took a deep breath.

Su Zhou's eyes lit up, and he laughed heartily.

"Crap!"

The Heavenly Dragon noble, Bahari, forcibly woke up with his years of combat experience the moment he was put down. He was extremely desperate at this moment, because no matter what method he used, he couldn't use it. He was bound to die this time for offending that monster Professor Svetlaya. The family would definitely not confront a powerhouse who was likely in the Calamity realm for his sake, especially since he had taken the initiative.

Regardless of whether that damned mixed-blood bastard killed him, that old professor, who could knock even Lord Katti flying with one move, could turn him into dust with just a stomp without using weapons or spells.

The only thing he could do... perhaps was to take advantage of the fact that the stinky brat holding the shield was approaching, preparing to execute him, and detonate his source energy, taking the bastard with him to die!

This was a good idea.

If Gasha really got close, he did have a three in a hundred million chance of detonating successfully, and gods knows how many in a fraction chance of hurting the other party.

But obviously, Gasha didn't need to.

Taking a deep breath, the Dragonkin youth recalled the breathing method that the professor had taught him.

——First, condense source energy, using the lungs as a refining magic array, refining and fusing the compound attribute source energy.

——Then, use the throat as an acceleration channel, giving the source energy initial speed.

——Then, condense it in the oral cavity, condense it into a core, and generate lethality.

——Finally, erupt, erupt all the power, and spray it out!

One, two, three, four... very simple.

The power of Mingxing, transform it with the body.

Gasha opened his mouth, he stared ahead, the blue source energy condensed, and then with a muffled sound, the light flow swelled in front of him, and then condensed into a sea blue beam of light that flew through the atmosphere, hitting Bahari's head, who had just gotten up and was preparing to cast some spell.

Flesh and blood were torn open, the skull was pierced, and the undamaged wave of light pierced into the brain, stirring the brain and part of the spine into a mess. Blood spurted out from this Dragonkin noble's seven orifices, and the huge force drove his body backwards, landing far away on the ground, splashing a large area of dust and blood.

The sea blue beam of light continued to move forward, but was annihilated by Su Zhou with a glance—flying too far would hurt others. He was extremely satisfied with this power and very happy.

"Well done, Gasha."

He laughed loudly, then stepped forward and helped his disciple up: "Even if I didn't come, you might not have had no chance of winning... If he underestimated you and didn't prepare for a ranged attack, he might have been killed by a single breath!"

"Well done, this breath, worthy of being my student!"

But compared to the joy of his professor, Gasha himself seemed a little disappointed.

"I... I still couldn't spit out fire. I was supposed to use electrical decomposition..." He shook his head with some self-blame, and regretted: "And the breath needs to take a deep breath, which will alert this guy... This guy's bloodline is very close to mine. He may be a clansman of my father, or even one of my uncles..."

Speaking of this, Gasha's eyes became sharp instead: "No, they are not. I am an orphan."

"Well, you've grown up. You can choose how you want... Also, there's no need to force yourself to breathe fire. You'll understand later that Dragon Breath is a very convenient thing. When you become very strong, I'll teach you how to extract nuclear fuel from the sea and spray fusion light."

While Gasha was thinking blankly about what 'fusion light' was, Su Zhou turned his head and looked at the corpse of the Dragonkin noble who had died.

He could naturally distinguish the bloodlines of the two. Indeed, they were probably in a great-uncle-aunt relationship. It seemed that the Heavenly Dragon noble's circle was not large. Gasha's status as an illegitimate child was probably the reason why this guy wanted to attack him. His father was probably not a small figure, and it was not just because of the mixed blood.

Too stupid.

But because he was stupid, he needed help and teaching.

No one was born smart. Stupidity was not a mistake, but knowing it and not changing it was.

Shaking his head slightly, Su Zhou naturally didn't care about Gasha's choice. He was just pleased that in these few months, the children in the orphanage had grown very quickly, and the best of them, like Gasha and Loya, already had considerable positive combat capabilities.

If they continued to improve at this speed, in a few years, they would probably be able to make a name for themselves in this world when he was not around.

Who told them that their future was the so-called 'Demon King'? Su Zhou didn't think that his education would be inferior to the education of the two tribes of Frostwinter and Duskfire. They would only be stronger.

Handing Gasha over to Loya and Seneca, as well as several children who rushed over and had source energy healing skills—Su Zhou didn't do it himself. Most of the children had learned the Rotating Undying Method. Their self-healing ability and healing ability were not bad. What they lacked was practice.

"Prepare to leave."

Handing the box containing the Burning Ember Divine Tree to Master Sui Guang, who looked surprised, Su Zhou summoned the children back to the warship: "The coastal capital probably can't continue to hold the carnival. Let's continue to set off and head to the East Sea!"

"Yes!"

Hearing Su Zhou's instructions, everyone naturally echoed, and everyone returned to the warship neatly, looking forward to the next destination.

"Professor!" "Dean!"

However, just as Su Zhou returned to the warship, preparing to chat with Sui Guang and Dawn about the 'Burning Ember Divine Tree' he had obtained this time, he heard Seneca and Loya's voices.

Gasha had been sent to the medical room for treatment, but the remaining two older children did not go to see their friend, but followed behind Su Zhou.

"What's wrong? Is something wrong?"

Su Zhou turned around. He could sense the doubts in the two's hearts, so he nodded, signaling them to ask anything: "Don't be restrained, you can ask anything, and I can answer any question."

The two looked at each other, and Seneca took the lead in clearing his throat, and hesitantly said: "Professor... the cultivation methods we practice are very powerful, right?"

"Yes."

Su Zhou nodded slightly: "If it's the Burning Ember Fire and the Rotating Undying Method, then it's quite simple and not strong. It's mainly for laying a foundation... But if you're talking about the three cultivation methods that I specially equipped for you, then of course they're very strong, enough to cultivate to the top level in this world."

He didn't boast at all, and his tone was extremely calm, just stating the facts plainly.

And Seneca and Loya firmly believed it, so Loya nervously rolled his eyes, and then whispered: "...Then why did you, Dean... so casually teach us such good cultivation methods?"

"I didn't quite understand it in the orphanage, but after playing in the coastal capital for so many days, I know that even those who teach music, paint, make handicrafts, carpenters, or engineers, all value their knowledge very much, and they are unwilling to teach others even a little bit. Even apprentices have to wait a long time before they can officially start learning..."

After saying such a long paragraph in one breath, Loya coughed, and then nervously asked in Su Zhou's encouraging gaze: "Why, Dean? Shouldn't such powerful cultivation methods have many tasks to do and many tests to endure, just like in the plays, and only be obtained after a lot of hard work?"

"But we got it so easily... What's more, if someone like just now came over and kidnapped a child, forcing the cultivation methods out of his mouth, wouldn't the weakness be exposed?"

Seneca also frowned, standing next to Gasha, he felt this most deeply: "Yes, yes, in that case, you are also in danger, Professor!"

The children couldn't understand this.

If it were before, they didn't understand the preciousness of cultivation methods and guiding techniques, so they could accept it with peace of mind... But now, after knowing the value of all this, the inevitable inferiority in the hearts of the orphans began to ferment.

They began to feel uneasy, feeling that they didn't deserve such good treatment, and couldn't imagine that there could be such good things in this world.

Su Zhou understood Seneca and Loya's thoughts very well.

In this world, there shouldn't be unrequited devotion, great kindness is a form of hatred, giving people kindness for no reason is a kind of harm, and it will prevent the young from learning the spirit of self-thinking and self-exploration.

But they were mistaken about one thing.

"What you are talking about is wealth—everyone's wealth should not be easily given away by others, so that they will neither learn to cherish it nor learn to struggle and strive for it."

Raising his hand, touching the heads of the two children, Su Zhou felt that Seneca's hair was hard and smooth, like snake scales, while Loya's head was very soft and gentle, like dandelion fluff. The good feel made him touch it again.

Then, he continued: "But this is only limited to wealth."

"And what I really want to teach you, and am teaching you, is a kind of thought, a kind of knowledge."

Saying this, Su Zhou retracted his hand, flicked the two's heads, and calmly said when they hugged their heads and groaned: "And thought is immortal, and knowledge should be passed down."

"If even thought and knowledge need to be hoarded, then why should they appear in this world?"

After saying this, he turned around.

"I can live in a thought, live in the divine power that belongs to me... Worried about the spread of cultivation methods? I am an immortal 'Celestial God'."

Su Zhou chuckled, saying the words Celestial God in Chinese, and then left a back view to the somewhat dazed students, as well as a meaningful sentence.

"As long as you inherit my Dao, then I am an imperishable body."

……

In a brilliant light.

[Svetlaya Afanasy Zelensky, an unexpected existence.] An inorganic voice sounded, without the slightest emotion or desire.

[No, he's not that strong. He shouldn't be that strong. Far from it.] A steady and calm voice sounded, even somewhat indifferent, as if it had accumulated countless memories.

[Can't predict him? You should be able to detect even Calamity realms.] A voice that was steady but still had a human flavor sounded, seemingly with some anxiety.

[Can. But in the prophecies of the Book of Omniscience, he is already dead.] The inorganic voice replied: [Svetlaya Afanasy Zelensky died in the Northern Mountain Range. His disciple will be a great figure that I cannot predict in the future, but now all trajectories have been changed. I cannot accurately speak.]

[...This means that his strength is either already above the Calamity realm, the strongest on the continent, equivalent to the former gods' 'Burning Spirit', or that the guy who is active on the continent is not Professor Svetlaya at all.] The indifferent voice plainly stated: [But a powerful and ancient... monster.]

[The latter is more credible. He should have been seized by an ancient existence in the ruins, just like the monster in the center of the continent. However, he devoured the ancient existence instead... I'm afraid this professor won't have such good luck.] The only voice that sounded like a human being pondered for a while, and slowly said: [Can his purpose be inferred?]

[His purpose should also be the Primal Radiance Sacred Rock of the East Sea. The empire has obtained another piece. The Northern barbarians and the Yanshuang Army will actually join forces temporarily, obtain a piece, and the coastal capital has become vigilant, so it is no longer easy to attack. The East Sea is our last opportunity.] The indifferent voice prompted: [Beware of our allies. We are only forced to unite.]

The human voice sighed: [Yes, forced. In order to fight against the monster in the center of the continent... The Primal Radiance Sacred Rock is necessary. It is an important thing to break the barriers of 'Calamity realm' and 'Burning Spirit', and it is also a key point to break through 'Burning Spirit' and reach the realm of 'Above the Gods' in the legend.]

[Eighty thousand years ago, the gods intended to go further, but failed... foolish.]

[Foolish.] The inorganic voice repeated.

[Foolish.] The indifferent voice continued to repeat.

[Then, continue the plan?] After taking a breath, the human voice continued: [Do we still have a way to investigate Svetlaya's origins? Which era does he exist in?]

[Change, optimize, there are variables.] The inorganic voice said: [The Book of Omniscience cannot predict, but I am sure that its essence is related to the ancient Primal Tree. That is the breath of the beginning of all things, and the flame of the Burning Ember Divine Tree is similar to it.]

[It may also be a powerful existence that swallowed the divine tree in ancient times, so it can continue to exist to this day.] The indifferent voice carefully said: [In any case, be careful, be vigilant, we cannot predict his actions. It is recommended to befriend him. He is a rational creature that can communicate.]

[Okay, I will.] The tired human voice seemed to make a praying gesture: [The Holy Sun is above, everything is for existence.]

[Everything is for existence.]

[Everything is for existence.]

The light went out.

A majestic figure walked out of it.

Wearing a stone crown, the white-haired pope of the Holy Sun Church sighed. The old man looked at the two shining crystal towers in the 'Three Sages' system behind him and shook his head slightly: "The memories of the past popes, and the will of the artifact 'Book of Omniscience', and me."

"The 'Three Sages' representing the past, future, and present cannot get the answer either..."

"As expected, this time the Holy Sun's extinction is not just the hibernation of the previous era, which can be rekindled with just an introduction."

"That is a complete extinction, the flame will no longer exist, and all things will fall into darkness until everything falls apart."

Then there was silence.

Then, there was a resolute oath.

"We must save this world."

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