Chapter Index

    “Dual Mysterious Purple everywhere?” Ni Chuan’s cheeks twitched, but he merely snorted and stopped arguing with Qing Cang.

    No matter what, the talent gap between Su Chen and Ni Bin was more than just a little. As for personality, as long as it was enough.

    No matter how firm one’s resolve, it was impossible to use one portion of time for two.

    As for facing the erosion of the Power of the Strange Gods, under normal circumstances, it would not happen even once in a lifetime.

    Qing Cang became even more delighted. The more he interacted with Su Chen, the more he found Su Chen to his liking, practically impeccable in all aspects.

    Uncle Chi Yang was still somewhat biased towards local life, but this time, coupled with his performance resisting the erosion of the Power of the Strange Gods, was enough to leave an impression on his master’s mind.

    This joy even temporarily overshadowed his worry about the Chosen One’s allegiance.

    “It is right that I, Qing Cang, should take such an excellent disciple…” he couldn’t help but think.

    But just then, his peripheral vision flickered, and he couldn’t help but look up, his expression startled.

    The sky had darkened, and the Scarlet Flame Thunder Dragon once again spanned the firmament. Amidst its high-pitched roar, there was an excitement that everyone could feel.

    Xia Hanshi tightly gripped his withered hands, and Chong Jingtian’s face was taut. They had noticed from the moment Su Chen ascended the tripod and realized why such a change had occurred.

    “This is…” Ni Bin also noticed the movement on the tripod, and his heart skipped a beat. “Spirituality turning into a dragon, so excited—”

    He mumbled, his expression suddenly horrified. “The Chosen One by the Great Venerable Scarlet Flame and Thunder has appeared!?”

    But on that tripod, besides the Bronze Ancient King, there was only one other person.

    “How is this possible!” Ni Bin’s pupils gradually filled with blood, and his exposed thick arms trembled, veins popping and blood vessels throbbing.

    Steel-like black bristles emerged, gradually covering his entire body, and a terrifying aura of life poured out.

    Boom!

    The void exploded, and he charged straight towards the tripod.

    Qing Cang was still somewhat dazed, reacting half a beat late. Seeing Ni Bin charge forward, he quickly transformed into a cyan stream of light and followed.

    Inside the tripod, Wan Chen slowly regained consciousness. The wariness in his eyes flashed and disappeared. He subconsciously sprang up, looked around, his mind exhausted, but still maintained his guard.

    “A Four-tier Professional who can endure 15 minutes can be called excellent…” Chi Yang said faintly. “No need to be vigilant, perceive carefully, it is no longer an illusion.”

    Wan Chen’s face was taut, his mind racing. He mentally cursed all the Demonic Gods he knew, and when he found that his aversion had resurfaced, no longer a momentary realization, he breathed a sigh of relief.

    Finally—it was finally over.

    His throat constricted. The moment his mind relaxed, his vision went black, and he was dazed for a while, swaying precariously, his heart still thumping with fear.

    In the past, when he heard that someone was being eroded by the Power of the Strange Gods, he might have echoed, “Their resolve isn’t strong enough.” But after experiencing it himself, he realized how terrifying this struggle was.

    Had he not undergone rigorous training since childhood, striving to persist until now, there were still several times when he almost couldn’t hold on, praying for the Demonic God’s help.

    He glanced around. Ni Bin and Lin Yue were already awake, standing by, staring at him, their expressions also showing exhaustion.

    In Ni Bin’s eyes, there was still some wariness towards him, obviously because he had persisted longer.

    His talent was a bit weaker, but his personality was stronger, Wan Chen couldn’t help but think.

    Lan Hao, Su Chen, and Ming Lin had already disappeared.

    They must have been eliminated—he wasn’t surprised. Taking a deep breath and adjusting slightly, he forced himself to stand up.

    “Talent, personality, the next step is actual combat…” Chi Yang said at this moment. “The application of your professional abilities, the combination of special professions, everything must be demonstrated in actual combat.”

    “The gap between you few isn’t large. Eliminate one more person to make three, and the selection will end. Here are the recovery potions prepared for you.”

    If the tripod hadn’t been so severely damaged and he hadn’t been dormant for so long, the entire process would have been much more complex. But now, it could only be as simple as possible.

    It’s still going to be a fight—Ni Bin snorted inwardly, twisting his neck. Talent and personality were nothing compared to a real fight.

    But then he realized something was wrong and frowned, “We need to eliminate until only three are left? Aren’t there only three of us left?”

    Wan Chen’s mind was extremely exhausted, somewhat dazed. He didn’t react immediately. Hearing what Ni Bin said, he then looked up, clearly quite puzzled.

    “No, there is one person…” Chi Yang shook his head, about to explain, but his figure suddenly dispersed and then condensed again, at which point he had already looked up.

    A look of surprise appeared on his rigid face, and he murmured, “So there is such a thing.”

    The three of Ni Bin were confused, still waiting for him to explain where the other person came from, but then heard Chi Yang say, “You don’t need to fight. The selection is over.”

    Huh? Lin Yue, who was still a bit nervous, was stunned. She wasn’t entirely confident she could defeat either Ni Bin or Wan Chen, so she was delighted to hear this. “Did you miscount the number of people?”

    Chi Yang paused, giving her a silent look. “Never mind, I’ll take you up to see.”

    The three were at a loss, only feeling a blur. The scene changed, and when the scene in front of them became clear again, raging scarlet fire and thunder rushed towards them.

    The dazzling light almost blinded them, but the three paid no attention to anything else.

    “This is…” Ni Bin’s pupils contracted as he looked at the scene of the red dragons intertwining. At its core, a figure faintly emerged, exuding brilliant radiance.

    “That seems to be…” Wan Chen’s heart trembled, and an unbelievable expression appeared on his face. This back, these clothes—

    “Could that be…” Lin Yue’s eyes widened, her face filled with astonishment.

    “The Chosen One has been born, so your selection is naturally meaningless,” Chi Yang slowly said. He was just a mental fragment and didn’t have many self-generated emotional fluctuations.

    But at this moment, his emotions inevitably surged. He hadn’t expected that Su Chen, right after being sent up, would be chosen.

    This spirituality was so impatient; his true self had never experienced such a thing.

    “How is this possible!” Ni Bin clearly couldn’t accept it, even forgetting to ponder how Su Chen inexplicably appeared on the tripod. He just sternly said, “He only has Ink Emerald talent!”

    “The compatibility is so high that the spirituality can overlook his talent,” Chi Yang already had an explanation in his mind, but he couldn’t help but express some admiration. He had never heard of such a situation.

    “High compatibility?” Ni Bin still couldn’t accept it, his face gloomy. “Before, when only half of the spirituality remained, didn’t its recognition of him only manifest as a two-dragon shadow?”

    “Two-dragon shadow?”

    Hearing this, Chi Yang also looked a little confused, then asked, “Did you see it with your own eyes?”

    Ni Bin paused. Of course, he hadn’t seen it with his own eyes. He had only heard his father relay what Lan Chen had said, and Lan Chen had heard it from Ying Feng’s people.

    Thinking of this, his eyebrows twitched, and his face was ashen. He had been tricked.

    Judging by the current situation, that person definitely did not have a two-dragon shadow at the time. It was just that his Ink Emerald talent made everyone overlook him.

    In the end, he stole this opportunity.

    “Truly… incredible,” Wan Chen mumbled. He realized that from the moment they arrived at Ying Feng, those people had been concealing this matter.

    It hadn’t been exposed at all, until now, with the Bronze Ancient King as a witness and the inheritance of Venerable Chi Yang, Su Chen could act without restraint.

    Staring at that figure, his emotions were somewhat complex.

    “It really is Su Chen!”

    Ni Bin, transformed into a black and gold ape, tore through the sky like a cannonball, his bulging muscles covered in a flowing metallic sheen.

    Black and red violent auras swirled around his body, forming a circular domain. He had intended to charge straight in, but the indifferent gaze of the Bronze Ancient King forced him to stop.

    “After all that effort, this person has stolen the credit,” Ni Bin’s ape-like features merged with his human face, making his expression terrifyingly distorted.

    “It’s actually Su Chen…” Qing Cang followed closely behind, looking at Su Chen in the center of the field, aghast, puzzled, and doubtful, all of which transformed into joy.

    In any case, the Chosen One was not Ni Bin, and it was also a disciple he had chosen. This was good news no matter what.

    But then, a bad premonition suddenly arose in his heart.

    Uncle Chi Yang had just said he was choosing a successor. Would his apprentice, who hadn’t even formally entered the sect, still be his?

    The Bronze Ancient King shifted his gaze from Ni Chuan back to Su Chen, also surprised. “His compatibility with this profession is actually this high.”

    In the past, there had been people compatible with the Morning Star tier profession, but to have such a high degree of compatibility was unheard of, causing the spirituality to impatiently acknowledge him.

    One must know that spirituality was extremely arrogant and rarely found in the world. He had seen the most arrogant spirituality force more than ten excellent recognized individuals, who had achieved a three-dragon shadow, to fight for several years.

    In the end, some died, some were injured, and only one remained, who had to pay a huge price to be barely recognized.

    The spirituality of the Great Venerable Scarlet Flame and Thunder was not overly temperamental, but his junior brother Chi Yang had also undergone a period of hardship before becoming the Chosen One.

    Such a scene was truly rare.

    The Ancient King mused in his heart, “His talent is a bit lacking, but it’s not unresolvable. It’s just that the time to advance and the hardships experienced will probably be more.”

    “But ultimately, it is a blessing.”

    Although the Chosen One was not yet a member of the sect, he was inclined towards the sect, and he was also born on Junior Brother’s home planet. Everything was so just right.

    Su Chen couldn’t perceive the commotion outside at this moment; vague information surged in his mind—

    [Discovered the third job requirement for the Great Venerable Scarlet Flame and Thunder: Raise at least five types of Forbidden Canon-level meditation and body tempering methods to master level.]

    [Discovered the fourth job requirement for the Great Venerable Scarlet Flame and Thunder: Complete the Scarlet Flame Melting Heart and Thunder Punishment Body Tempering trials.]

    [Discovered the fifth job requirement for the Great Venerable Scarlet Flame and Thunder: Personally rescue already fallen life planets from the hands of Demonic Gods.]

    The remaining job requirements for the Great Venerable were filled in.

    “There are actually three more remaining, making a total of five,” Su Chen secretly clicked his tongue. He scanned them. Except for the first talent requirement, which he could understand, the remaining requirements were all very difficult.

    “Let’s take it slow. It’s still early anyway…” Su Chen wasn’t too worried.

    [As the Chosen One of the Great Venerable Scarlet Flame and Thunder’s external spirituality, you have obtained the Seed of Morning Fire: You can use this to ignite the fire of the Morning Star.]

    [Obtained Spiritual Favor: The development efficiency of fire-element related professions and thunder-element related professions is increased by 100%.]

    Being the Chosen One also came with additional benefits?

    Su Chen’s eyebrows twitched slightly. The first was allowing him to advance to the Morning Star tier, which was still too far away.

    The second, however, could be used immediately. The development efficiency of related professions almost doubled. He just had to specifically choose suitable professions.

    However, that wasn’t a problem either.

    The surrounding scarlet fire and thunder gradually receded. The Dragon of Spirituality circled him, its huge head nudging against him, exuding intense affection.

    Su Chen couldn’t help but touch it. Hmm, no tactile sensation, it was just an energy body…

    “What misunderstanding has this guy created?” Su Chen couldn’t help but speculate. The friendliness it exuded was too obvious.

    “The effect of the panel Great Venerable is already like this? Or could it be…”

    He had a guess that the professional spirituality of the Great Venerable Scarlet Flame and Thunder was actually just a spokesperson, used to select people who could take up the profession.

    But the professions recorded by the panel, in a sense, were the professions themselves, albeit in a mimicked form.

    The half-strand of spirituality from last time was intimidated by the Great Venerable, and it recognized me as the Great Venerable itself, which is why it has such strong affinity for me?

    As he was thinking, the Dragon of Spirituality let out a high-pitched cry, then vigorously transformed into a stone tablet, hidden within the red mist, returning to silence.

    The surroundings cleared, and Su Chen realized that he was surrounded by people.

    Qing Cang in the distance, and… where did that black monkey come from? His heart skipped a beat. Upon closer inspection, he could vaguely make out Ni Chuan’s features, who was staring coldly at him.

    And not far behind were Wan Chen and the other two, their expressions varied, with Ni Bin’s gaze being the coldest.

    The matter wasn’t over yet—Su Chen understood in his heart, first looking at the Bronze Ancient King not far away.

    And Chi Yang had appeared beside the Ancient King, his gaze fixed on him.

    “His name is Su Chen?” he asked, still not knowing the name of this chosen one.

    “Mmm.” The Ancient King nodded slightly.

    Chi Yang pondered for a moment, then asked, “He is a native life form of my Scarlet Thunder Star. His talent is slightly inferior, but his character is astonishing. As for other aspects, does Senior Brother know anything about him?”

    Their conversation was not hidden from anyone.

    Not far away, Qing Cang’s eyelids twitched uncontrollably. He could clearly perceive that his revered master had glanced at him, and there was even a hint of apology in his eyes.

    Then he heard his master say, “His character is resolute and steady, with keen intelligence, and he never forgets the kindness of his homeland’s cultivation, repaying gratitude.”

    Those were my words… Qing Cang sighed with regret, he had a premonition.

    His master had even apologized to him, who could he blame?

    He could only blame himself for having to deliberate and wait for the right moment. The duck that was already cooked had flown away, and his apprentice was about to become his junior brother.

    “Since that is the case…” Chi Yang nodded, floated before Su Chen, and asked in a deep voice, “Are you willing to be my successor?”

    It’s done!

    Su Chen’s eyes flickered, he let out a long breath, straightened his back, and called out, “Teacher.”

    He was used to calling him that.

    Chi Yang didn’t care about the subtle difference in address. He nodded, his emotions not fluctuating greatly, merely saying, “Unfortunately, I can’t help you much.”

    Then, he looked at the Bronze Ancient King, who understood, and his voice reverberated, “Junior Brother’s lost disciple is now my disciple.”

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