The Purgatory Corpse King was currently very conflicted.

If he went, he’d be a full-time nanny with no freedom at all.

If he didn’t go, two hundred goat demons… who could withstand that?

Even steel bones and iron muscles couldn’t endure such devastation. If Pan Jinlian came, she’d be crying and begging for it to stop.

Just as the Purgatory Corpse King was struggling, another voice rang out.

“How about I go?”

The Undead Black Phoenix spoke, and at that moment, her voice sounded like heavenly music to the Purgatory Corpse King’s ears.

The Purgatory Corpse King quickly grabbed the Undead Black Phoenix.

“It’s settled then! A double blessing!”

“What are you going to do? This was caused by Little Lian, so he should go!” Qiao Yu frowned.

“Staying in the undead space always makes me think of the Nine-Tailed Fox. I’d rather go out for a walk,” the Black Phoenix shook her head.

Qiao Yu pondered for a moment and finally nodded.

Then, the Undead Black Phoenix spread her wings and flew, silently following Mu Xinxiu and his daughter.

The Purgatory Corpse King finally breathed a sigh of relief.

“...Ah, no, the best Qiao Yu in the world, um... you don't need me with your current strength. How about sending me back to the undead world?”

Qiao Yu glanced at him.

“You wish. You can stay in the undead space! I’ll tell you when I have a use for you.”

“What?! You f***, you are a *******, I ****, you *****, d*** *****!”

The Purgatory Corpse King instantly erupted in a torrent of curses. Anyway, Qiao Yu definitely wouldn’t bear to kill him, so he didn’t care anymore and vented his emotions freely.

Qiao Yu was too lazy to pay attention to him and directly stuffed him into the undead space.

“Lord Qiao Yu, where are we going?” Sha Ren rubbed his hands, afraid that Qiao Yu would abandon him.

“I was originally planning to go to the God's Ruins at the Fenglei Cloud Platform, but now I've changed my mind. We’ll take a trip to Haokong Star first.”

Qiao Yu picked up Sha Ren, took a step, and directly shattered the void.

…

Haokong Star.

This was the most prosperous planet in the human race's central star system.

At this time, Haokong Star was bustling with noise and excitement, and countless young talents from the First Universe were gathering towards Haokong Star.

Because on Haokong Star, powerful figures of the human race were selecting disciples.

Once someone was favored by a powerful figure of the human race and accepted as a disciple, it would be a meteoric rise to success.

“Hey, have you heard? More than half of our human race’s pseudo-god-level powerhouses have come!”

“Yeah, if it weren’t for the worry of the orc race attacking, I’m afraid the other half would have come too.”

“Terrible existences like the Changye Old Monster and the Blood River Old Ancestor, who are at the peak of the pseudo-god level, will also be there. If only they could take a fancy to me and accept me as a disciple.”

“You’re dreaming. How could such an existence take a fancy to you?”

“What’s wrong with me? I’m the most talented one in our village! I’m only thirty years old and have already entered the King realm. Are you afraid?”

“I can’t be bothered to talk to you... Huh? Isn’t that Luo Tianqing, the Empty Young Master?”

“That’s right, it’s him. His master was also awesome. He was a peak pseudo-god-level powerhouse like the Changye Old Monster and the Blood River Old Ancestor, known as the Empty Sword Saint! It’s just a pity...”

“What a pity? Tell me quickly!”

“Unfortunately, the Empty Sword Saint was harmed by a treacherous person named Qiao Yu, who forced him to commit suicide in public. It’s really sad. Since the Empty Sword Saint died, the Empty Young Master has become depraved and drowns his sorrows in alcohol all day long.”

With so many people on Haokong Star, gossip began to flourish.

The events at the Fenglei Cloud Platform back then, after being fabricated and embellished by the Changye Old Monster and others, also began to spread gradually.

Everyone knew that a super genius had emerged in the human race, named Qiao Yu.

However, this Qiao Yu was a traitor to the human race. Not only did he obtain Zeus’s inheritance through conspiracies and tricks, but he also forced the Empty Sword Saint, who had made great contributions to the human race, to death in public. He also swindled the Changye Old Monster out of his supreme treasure, the Space-Breaking Shuttle.

Now, the name Qiao Yu was like a rat crossing the street, hated by everyone in the human race in the First Universe.

While people lamented the passing of the Empty Sword Saint, they all cursed Qiao Yu’s insidious cunning.

It could be said that in terms of reputation, Qiao Yu’s reputation among the human race in the First Universe was even worse than that of the Kirin Beast God of the orc race.

Luo Tianqing listened to the discussions and revealed a wry smile. He raised his wine pot and took a big gulp of wine.

The wine flowed along his messy stubble, but he didn’t care.

As a firsthand witness to what happened that day at the Fenglei Cloud Platform, no one knew the truth better than him.

But he couldn’t tell the truth. If he told the truth, not only would no one believe him, but he himself would suddenly disappear.

The truth wasn’t the original appearance of things, but the side that those human powerhouses wanted the world to see.

His master, the Empty Sword Saint, could die for the sake of human righteousness, or he could die at the hands of a treacherous person.

But he couldn’t be forced to death by the Changye Old Monster.

Because the Changye Old Monster was a top powerhouse of the human race.

Thinking of this, Luo Tianqing took another big gulp of wine. Since the Empty Sword Saint died, he had never touched a sword again.

He could no longer find the meaning of practicing the sword.

The young hero held a sword, arrogant and unparalleled, wanting to slay the fiercest dragon.

He firmly believed that as long as his sword was fast and accurate enough, no dragon could defeat him.

Unfortunately, the young man discovered that there seemed to be dragons everywhere in the world…

Just as Luo Tianqing was extremely dejected, a familiar figure suddenly flashed before his eyes.

“Huh?!”

Luo Tianqing instantly perked up, his drunken face full of disbelief.

“Is it him? Impossible! More than half of the human race’s pseudo-god-level powerhouses are here. Is he here to die?”

Luo Tianqing’s expression was uncertain as he threw down the wine pot and chased after him.

At this time, the disciple selection ceremony on Haokong Star also began.

Yin Ruida, who was once the Fenglei Venerable, stood at the front and began to deliver his speech.

The Changye Old Monster, the Blood River Old Ancestor, and a group of other powerhouses sat on the high platform, watching the energetic young people before them with smiles.

After a while, Yin Ruida finished speaking and puffed out his chest as he asked.

“Alright, now, young geniuses! You are the future of the human race in the First Universe, show your strength!”

After saying that, Yin Ruida pointed to a stone tablet in front of him.

This stone tablet was a supreme treasure within the human race, called the Spirit Violet Stone Tablet. When power landed on the Spirit Violet Stone Tablet, the stone tablet would reveal its color.

Red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, violet. Each color represented a higher level of strength.

“I’ll go!”

A slightly immature young man stepped forward, then circulated his power, condensed a large fireball, and blasted it towards the stone tablet.

Facing the blazing flames, the stone tablet was unscathed and then lit up with a faint yellow light.

“Yellow Grade First Class.” Yin Ruida shook his head. Yellow Grade First Class could only be considered ordinary talent.

The originally high-spirited young man, seeing this, walked off the stage with some disappointment.

“Let me try!”

Another young man draped in tiger skin rushed forward and slammed heavily on the stone tablet with a shout.

The stone tablet trembled for a while, then revealed a blazing cyan light.

“Cyan Grade Ninth Class!” Yin Ruida nodded. “Only a little bit away from reaching Blue Grade, very good!”

The tiger-skin-clad young man proudly raised his head. Under the envious gazes of the crowd, he was quickly accepted as a disciple by a pseudo-god-level powerhouse.

Next, the third person to step forward was a white-skirted girl. The girl gently slashed out with her sword, like a breeze passing by.

However, at this moment, the stone tablet blazed up, revealing a faint violet light!

“Violet Qi Comes From the East, Violet Grade Fifth Class!” Yin Ruida exclaimed in surprise, his gaze towards the girl becoming somewhat different.

Violet Grade, this was a rare genius.

Even in the entire First Universe, there weren’t ten Violet Grade geniuses to be found.

Sure enough, the girl quickly caught the attention of the Changye Old Monster.

“Hehe, little girl, how about I become your master?”

The crowd instantly burst into an uproar!

Who was the Changye Old Monster? He was a peak pseudo-god-level powerhouse who had lived for who knew how long. To be accepted as a disciple by such a powerful figure, her future would definitely be bright.

The eyes of the crowd were filled with jealousy and envy as they looked at the white-skirted girl.

The white-skirted girl was also extremely happy and was about to agree when a slightly lazy voice interrupted her.

“Changye Old Monster, how can a powerful figure like you accept someone with Violet Grade Fifth Class as a disciple? How about you consider me?”

As soon as the words fell, a slender man walked to the side of the stone tablet and gently flicked his finger.

Boom!

Under the horrified gazes of the crowd, the Spirit Violet Stone Tablet instantly shattered into pieces!