Chapter 366: What, You Want Me to be the Chief Examiner?

Chapter 366: What, You Want Me to be the Chief Examiner?

Qi Yuan's face turned pensive.

The big boss, Lord Dong, was an ambiguous figure, neither friend nor foe.

In the murals, Lord Dong was portrayed as a romantic seed, but only towards the female lead.

In romance dramas, the domineering CEO might be good to the female lead, but to the nanny and butler by her side, he was a disaster.

What, the female lead threw a tantrum and flipped the table? Madam Wang, quickly make ten more identical dishes!

What, the female lead is unconscious from heartbreak? Doctor Wang, if you can't cure her, your whole family will suffer!

Hmm, it's fun to put myself in the female lead's shoes, but not so much as a side character.

In the vast sea of humanity, most of us are just side characters.

Qi Yuan also felt ordinary, just a small Divine Infancy True Lord, merely a side character.

"It seems like we still need to find Lord Dong.

My fate is in my hands, not the heavens', and it's time for us side characters to step up!"

Qi Yuan spoke with fervor.

The surrounding subjects exchanged glances, puzzled.

Just now, they were looking for Lord Dong, but now they're talking about fate being in their hands?

However, they were used to Qi Yuan's quirks.

The Heavenly Lord often had these inexplicable moments, with a unique way of thinking.

"Foster father, with our strength, we wouldn't be side characters in any world, right?" Qi Qi whispered.

The other subjects heard this, and their hearts stirred with unspoken thoughts.

Don't be fooled by the abundance of Yang Deities here; they're as common as cabbages in a field.

But... even in a primordial world, Qi Yuan had never visited before.

Given a million years, or even ten million years, it's not certain that a Yang Deity could emerge.

Apart from Mother of No Eating, even other mythical powerhouses rarely had the chance to attain the Yang Deity realm.

As for these subjects... well, forget about Yang Deities, most of them couldn't even reach the Great Venerable stage.

Meeting Qi Yuan was the greatest opportunity of their lives.

If not for Qi Yuan's suppression, they would have caused a stir in the Immortal Realm.

With a Yang Deity present, a Sacred Land could last for millions of years.

"However, Foster Father's words do make sense. Lord Dong's strength is unclear, so we should keep a low profile," Qi Qi mentioned again.

Qi Yuan nodded, "Yes, it's always good to be cautious.

Even if he's not that powerful, but in the Origin World, what if there's a hidden treasure left by the Supreme Dao Ancestor?"

"The... Dao Ancestor wouldn't pick his nose, would he?" Shen Lei Laodeng couldn't help but ask.

"Why wouldn't the Dao Ancestor pick his nose when emperors use golden hoes?" Qi Yuan asked earnestly, "According to the Tang Nuo Inequality Principle, the Dao Ancestor's cultivation being high doesn't mean he doesn't pick his nose."

"..."

The crowd fell silent.

Qi Qi whispered, "Foster Father, even I haven't done that in a long time, how could the Dao Ancestor?"

"Maybe we should stop this topic, it might not be appropriate to speculate about the Dao Ancestor," Shen Lei Laodeng said.

When his strength was low, he could curse the Dao Ancestor every day, but now it was different. He had reached the Yang Deity realm and had even contemplated the Nine Heavens Responding Primal Thunder Sound Universal Heaven Lord and one of the Six Imperial Lords, the Antarctic Eternal Life Great Emperor.

These two figures had incredibly high status, beyond imagination.

So, for a supreme existence like the Dao Ancestor, he was still quite wary.

Qi Yuan nodded.

"Let's go, take me to the birthplace of the purple aura. I want to learn from the master and see if I can get a wholesale deal."

...

Origin World.

Within the shattered palace, Plump Egg Wu suddenly opened his eyes.

"My father's... aura?"

Just a moment ago, as he closed his eyes to rest, he suddenly smelled a familiar scent and felt his bloodline boiling.

This sensation was clear; his "father" had emerged from seclusion.

Over the years, he had been incredibly happy.

It was no wonder that his "father," whom he had never met, was steadily increasing in strength.

This caused his bloodline to undergo a leap, and his cultivation had reached the fourth stage of the Martial Lord, the Great Martial Lord.

This improvement was terrifying.

Of course, not only did Qi Yuan know about it, but other Martial Lords were also aware of his exceptional foundation.

Before the Great Calamity, he was already a Titled Martial Lord.

Now, with his bloodline's leap and frequent cultivation advancements, his status in the East Alliance had risen again, and his position had been upgraded.

After all, he had a hidden powerful "father" backing him.

Judging by the situation, it was likely a Titled Martial Lord-level figure.

"Plump Egg Wu, your father has appeared?"

At this moment, a voice came from the ruined palace, belonging to an elderly man with a slender build.

This elder was also a Titled Martial Lord before the Great Calamity.

However, he was now a sixth-stage Martial Lord, a high-ranking member of the East Alliance.

"Yes, I seem to have smelled his aura. He should have emerged from seclusion," Plump Egg Wu thought aloud.

"Where is he? Take me to meet this senior.

These days, our East Alliance is going through tough times, and we need some fresh blood." The slender elder expressed both anticipation and urgency.

The tasks assigned by Lord Dong had been going smoothly for the past thousand years.

But suddenly, many tasks were left unfinished.

The completion rate couldn't reach sixty percent, and when the Dawn Cry arrived, everyone would die.

The Origin World, the End World, and the Mountain Sea Scroll would all perish.

In such times, having extra strength was always beneficial.

"Come, I'll take you to meet my... father!" Plump Egg Wu clenched his teeth and said.

"Alright." The slender elder nodded.

"What if my father doesn't recognize me?" Plump Egg Wu suddenly hesitated.

"You're overthinking it, Plump Egg. Your bloodline is strong, and you should have perfectly inherited his features. How could he not recognize you?" The slender elder spoke with conviction.

Plump Egg looked at his round belly and eventually nodded slowly, "You make sense. Let's go!"

...

In the Origin World, at the Ten Thousand Souls Sea.

Here, at the edge of the Origin World, all souls gathered.

Vibrant vitality flourished.

Qi Yuan sat cross-legged, his clothes fluttering in the wind, his expression calm.

"All things in this realm emerge from the Ten Thousand Souls Sea.

Where do all things in the world come from?

Is it a coincidence, or is it something that escaped from the Great Dao?"

He gazed at the Ten Thousand Souls Sea, his thoughts racing.

"No, I can't keep thinking. I need to grow my brain."

Qi Yuan's Divine Domain was in disarray, filled with all sorts of strange things.

A planet transformed into a soccer ball lying on a soccer field, while a dung beetle rolled a huge sphere.

Qi Yuan's thoughts were also muddled.

Growing his brain, pondering too much, he feared his True Spirit couldn't keep up.

This was the first time Qi Yuan felt that his body didn't match his noble and intelligent mind.

"It's a pity, even with my wit, I can't replicate the Purple Aura."

Qi Yuan looked ahead, and countless pieces of information flooded in.

But replicating the Purple Aura was fundamentally impossible.

Or perhaps, after sitting here for ten thousand years, a hundred thousand years, or even five million years, seeing different information each day, he might be able to achieve it.

But this would take too much time.

Just then, suddenly, the space behind them rippled.

Two life forms appeared, one fat and the other thin.

Plump Egg Wu stretched his neck, looking around for something.

When his gaze fell upon Qi Yuan, he froze for a moment.

A feeling of shame spread within him.

He wished he could tear his own flesh apart.

This was... too perfect? "Is this my father?" Plump Egg Wu took a deep breath, sucked in his stomach, trying to make himself look slimmer.

The slender elder also looked at Qi Yuan with suspicion, then glanced at Plump Egg Wu, "You do look a bit different."

However, the two didn't waste time with idle chatter and flew forward.

"ASEAN Sage Elder Wu greets the senior!"

"ASEAN Plump Egg greets the senior!"

Both bowed respectfully and stood to the side.

One fat and one thin, they stood out.

Although Plump Egg Wu had tried his best to suck in his stomach, his figure was still several times wider than Sage Elder Wu.

Qi Yuan didn't respond, his eyes still fixed on the Ten Thousand Souls Sea, "What do you want?"

Plump Egg Wu heard this and felt a bit disappointed.

The boiling bloodline meant that the person ahead was indeed his "father."

But the other's cold attitude made him inexplicably sad.

In the 16th book, the 9th chapter, the 1st page, the 8th line, there was no mistake!

The Bloodline Martial Arts was faster than the Immortal Dao.

There was even the benefit of Bloodline Leap.

But there was a significant problem—lower bloodline individuals would naturally feel close to the strongest bloodline, easily influenced.

This was unimaginable in the Immortal Dao.

"Now, the Dawn's Call is about to begin. The progress of the Mountain Sea Scroll is at stake.

I, Sage Elder Wu of ASEAN, invite the senior to join us for a great cause!" Sage Elder Wu spoke sincerely, then added, "Your descendant, Plump Egg Wu, has always served ASEAN faithfully."

Sage Elder Wu played the emotional card.

As for the benefit card? None.

The Origin World was too poor, with no powerful benefits to offer.

The most important thing was that this matter concerned life and death, and no Martial Lord could remain uninvolved.

Otherwise, if the Dawn's Call began, the world would fall into silence.

"Following you to save the world sounds interesting." Qi Yuan murmured, "But saving the world is a task for brave heroes and those with heavenly destiny, and it will take too much time. I'm busy and don't have the time."

Hearing Qi Yuan's words, Sage Elder Wu was slightly stunned.

He had thought of refusing, but not with the reason of being "too busy to save the world."

"Senior, time can always be made." Sage Elder Wu said.

Plump Egg Wu couldn't help but speak up, "Senior, why are you so busy? ASEAN can help you!"

Qi Yuan looked at Plump Egg with appreciation, "I want to become a Spirit Realm Martial Lord. Is there a way?"

This was his task, with a higher priority than saving the world.

Plump Egg Wu frowned, "I've never heard of that."

In ASEAN, there were no records of a Spirit Realm Martial Lord.

Sage Elder Wu also frowned, but then an idea came to him, and he spoke softly, "Spirit Realm Martial Lord, we may not know, but... the Wall of Lord Dong might!"

"What is the Wall of Lord Dong?" Qi Yuan asked curiously.

"In ASEAN, there is a mysterious wall, left behind by Lord Dong.

This wall knows all the world's secrets and can discern truth from falsehood.

Senior, after some time, the Ancestral Blood Battle will commence. After the battle, the Wall of Lord Dong will also be available for questions."

"Senior, I sincerely invite you to be one of the three examiners for the Ancestral Blood Battle!

Examiners have the qualification to question the Wall of Lord Dong!"

Hearing this, Qi Yuan paused, "Sounds... not bad."

Since this is how it is, I'll reluctantly take on the role of examiner."

He was quite looking forward to the Spirit Realm Martial Lord.

The Humane Martial Lord's task was almost complete.

Once the Spirit Realm Martial Lord's task was finished, he would break through into the Ten Thousand Martial Gods, and this game would come to an end.

Hearing this, the Sage Elder Martial Lord revealed a delighted expression, "Congratulations, Senior, on joining ASEAN!"

"By the way, I must clarify that by joining ASEAN, I will not swear allegiance to Dongjun!"

Qi Yuan was here to play a game, not to acknowledge a master.

"No problem, although ASEAN was founded by Dongjun, our goal is to save the world, not to pledge allegiance to anyone."

"If Dongjun wishes to destroy the world, we will also stop him!" The Sage Elder Martial Lord quickly added.

Qi Yuan nodded, "In that case, I'll go and take a look at your ASEAN."

"Please follow me, Senior," said the Sage Elder Martial Lord.

The three of them quickly made their way towards ASEAN.

At this moment, the Fat Martial Lord followed behind the two, his expression conflicted. Finally, he mustered up the courage and said softly, "Senior, please wait!"

"Oh?" Qi Yuan paused in his steps, a hint of apprehension in his eyes, "What's the matter?"

Anyone who uttered words like "Senior, please wait" would not have a good outcome.

"Senior, is... are you my long-lost... father?" The Fat Martial Lord stammered, finally asking the question that had been on his mind.

In his eyes, which held the weight of tens of thousands of pounds, there was still a trace of innocence and purity.

This was the power of bloodline.

Even a Great Martial Lord, when faced with a stronger and more perfect bloodline, would involuntarily reveal an expression that only a junior would show.

Qi Yuan looked at the Fat Martial Lord, a bit strained, "Don't spread rumors, I just got married, and I don't have a child as big as you!"

On his household registration, there were currently only three people.

Himself, his little wife, and the Golden Finch.

But there was no Fat Martial Lord.

Hearing this, the Fat Martial Lord's expression turned disappointed and dejected, "I understand."

He stopped talking, his heart wounded.

He understood that his mother must have been too ugly, which annoyed his father, causing him to disown him.

He also felt helpless, why did he inherit his mother's genes and not his father's?

...

"Paying respects to the Ancestor!"

"Paying respects to the Senior!"

On the abandoned ship, Mu Yan looked at the Ancestor ahead, his eyes filled with deep respect.

Behind Mu Yan were several Peak Martial Kings who had accompanied him from the stronghold.

Some of these Peak Martial Kings had Martial Lord Marks, while others pledged their loyalty to Mu Yan, helping him achieve good results in the Ancestral Blood Competition.

At this moment, Mu Yan looked at the Ancestor's clone, his expression filled with reverence.

It was just a clone, but Mu Yan could sense that if the Ancestor wished, a mere glance could annihilate everyone present.

This was the Martial Lord, the one all Martial Practitioners yearned for.

"Not bad, young and promising. This Ancestral Blood Competition, aim to be in the top thirty.

As long as you're in the top thirty, receiving the Ancestral Blood Baptism, within ten years, you'll definitely step into the Martial Lord realm!" The Ancestor's clone praised.

All Peak Martial Kings with Martial Lord Marks would receive the Ancestral Blood Baptism.

But the Ancestral Blood Competition determined the extent of the baptism.

Like those ranked lower, even with the baptism, it might take a long time to step into the Martial Lord realm. Even if they did, their potential would be exhausted, and they'd remain at the first stage of the Martial Lord.

"Junior will do his best to be in the top thirty!" Mu Yan said solemnly.

"If you make it into the top thirty, I can grant you a small request." The Martial Lord placed great importance on this descendant, "Now, tell me, what do you need?"

Mu Yan's heart raced as he heard this, and he said, "On the journey to the Black Sea, I encountered a crisis. A Peak Martial King named Qi Yuan saved my life.

However, he had a conflict with Zhi Xian and killed him. Behind Zhi Xian stands the Iteration Cat Martial Lord, I hope the Ancestor can intervene and resolve this grudge."

Mu Yan said through gritted teeth.

On the Black Sea journey, Qi Yuan had helped many times, resolving numerous difficulties.

"Noble and righteous, you're a good son of mine.

I'll help with this matter.

Later, apologize to the Iteration Cat Martial Lord, and let this go." The Martial Lord seemed to be in a good mood.

"Thank you, Ancestor!" Mu Yan was also delighted.

Qi Yuan's life was saved.

However, he thought of something and then said, "Currently, ASEAN is in need of people.

This Qi Brother is the most powerful and talented Martial King I've seen. I wonder if he has a chance to participate in the Ancestral Blood Competition?"

He also wanted to help Qi Yuan, allowing him to join the Ancestral Blood Competition.

The Peak Martial Kings behind Mu Yan heard this, and a hint of jealousy flashed in their eyes.

It was clear they didn't want to see Qi Yuan participate in the Ancestral Blood Competition.

The Martial Lord pondered, "Without the Martial Lord Mark, you don't have the qualifications to join the Ancestral Blood Competition.

This kind of thing must be approved by the Examiner.

Every Examiner is of the Archduke Martial Lord level. I, being of lower status, cannot decide."

Hearing this, Mu Yan was a bit disappointed, but still respectfully said, "It was junior's rudeness!"

(End of Chapter)

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