Chapter 47: The Novice Quest-With a Dimensional Chat Group in Hand, the Doomed Side Character Soars to Immortality(Ephemeral clouds and fleeting winds, like the tinkling of wind chimes in passing moments.)

"Heh, I am fully confident in my own ascension to godhood—why would I seek to inherit another deity's power?" Tang Heng shook his head with a faint smile.

While Cui Ming was condensing the planetary divinity, the situation outside grew increasingly dire. Keyboard warriors and paid internet trolls had evolved into full-fledged assassin organizations.

Everyone was genuinely happy for Chen Yuan when they saw him obtain a Fire Tiger beast core, which would greatly enhance his abilities.

Though StarNet and Jiangdong Info Port, as well as Jiangdong Info Market, maintained a façade of alliance—StarNet provided the free email system, and StarNet was, in turn, their largest advertiser.

Yi Ruoshui felt particularly gratified by the number of users on launch day. After all, it had taken the Goose Corporation a considerable amount of time to reach this milestone. But UC Internet had announced its launch nearly a year ahead of Goose Corporation, and to break a thousand users online on the first day was nothing short of a miracle.

As he searched his coat for a lighter, a hand beside him passed his coat over. He took out the lighter, flicked it on, took a drag, and exhaled a long ribbon of smoke.

The two of them flew to the coast and parted ways—one began to hunt down those octopus-like starfolk, while the other took out a psychic shock device, set its range toward the ocean, and forcibly disrupted the octopus starfolk's mental and spiritual energy.

Mighty ones from the Ancient Ice Kingdom, the Primordial Kingdom, the Skyreach Kingdom, and the Moonflower Kingdom arrived in succession. Except for the Ancient Ice Kingdom, each of the other three sent invincible figures: the two ancestors—Ancestor Eternal Night and Ancestor Polar Night—from the Primordial Kingdom, the Lord of Skyreach, and the Lord of Moonflower.

By a curious coincidence, Wang Chenyu received a text from Sheng Jie. He had no idea what urgent matter Sheng Jie wished to discuss, but since Sheng Jie had reached out, Wang Chenyu decided to invite him to Nanshan for spring water chicken and hear what he had to say.

Bai Qi appeared well-behaved and proper, his gaze never wandering, but in truth, he observed the Xiongnu camp with utmost care. With a quick scan, he estimated their numbers at about fifty thousand. Though they seemed well organized, the soldiers’ faces and steps betrayed low morale.

Ning Jing called out softly, her voice not loud, but it caught the attention of the distant Black Tiger. The beast was startled, and when it saw the celestial fruit it had guarded for years being picked by another, its eyes nearly burst with rage.

Clenching and releasing my fists, again and again, I took a deep breath and turned around as if prepared to face death—yet Li Yuan was nowhere to be seen.

Still holding in my anger, I ignored him and walked straight past into the inner room.

Zhang Yang was overjoyed, his anxious heart finally at ease. He directed his consciousness to control the Devouring Spirit Meridians, intending to heal his blood vessels.

After practicing the Bone Tempering Technique once inside, adjusting his overall strength and fortifying his five internal organs, Chu Yuan trained each of his elemental battle powers in turn, beginning with Earth. Only then did he consider his morning cultivation routine complete.

Zhang Yang initially wanted a prolonged fight, but recalling the other’s insults about Murong Xue and years of torment, he could not restrain himself and unleashed his strongest punch, ending the battle at once.

He struggled to study the ancient scroll for a while, but soon his head spun and his eyes blurred. Though he suspected this scroll might be the most precious treasure among the Pirate King’s collection, he had no choice but to store it in his Five Elements Ring for now.

In the VIP lounge, an elderly man sat restlessly in a spacious, comfortable chair—yet his expression was anything but relaxed.

Liu Fei and his companions could not help but shudder, a chill running down their spines. His heart was filled with terror: how could a ninth-stage Spirit Cultivator at the Condensing Qi Realm possess such overwhelming presence? In that instant, Liu Fei felt as though a ferocious beast had set its sights on him.

He clenched his tiger’s fist, confusion clouding his eyes. He had no idea what had happened because, at the moment of his explosion, his consciousness sank into oblivion. When he awoke, he was in this new state, wielding terrifying power.

Moreover, the disintegration effect climbed along his left arm, threatening to dissolve his entire body.

Wu Yu snapped out of his thoughts, his face flushing slightly. He quickly shifted his gaze to the world being corroded by poisonous mists.

Heitu listened intently, fascinated by the detailed analysis of the seemingly ordinary things—never expecting such results. He felt he had learned much, yet his heart grew heavier.

There’s no problem with fighting, but pointless battles are unnecessary, especially when caused by misunderstandings. Gao Fei and his group had already suffered some losses; needless fights would only weaken them further. Now was not the time for recklessness.

In an instant, Hu San endured Zhang Ling’s onslaught, sent flying like a cannonball. He crashed to the ground, sprawled like a dead dog, blood gushing from his mouth as his eyes rolled back. The agony overwhelmed him, and he fainted.

Bai Ze grinned without saying much, but it was clear he was satisfied with Feng Chenxiao’s words.

Evil Sea’s soul power had already reached the threshold of the Earth-Melding Realm, while Zhang Ling’s was merely at the World-Transforming Realm. In this clash, the latter gained no advantage and was forced back two steps. The state of his “Diamond Body” faded as well.

“Your Majesty, now you must realize that this humble monk spoke the truth. Demon Fox, surrender.” Shenxiu bowed slightly to the emperor, whose face was stricken with terror, then suddenly turned. Lifting the alms bowl high, he brought it down upon Su Yanran’s head.

On the other end of the call, Li was still speaking, but Tang Su could no longer hear a word. His mind felt like a giant blender, whirring endlessly, reducing everything to utter chaos.