Chapter 375: Believed in My Heart, But My Nose Disagreed

Chapter 375: Believed in My Heart, But My Nose Disagreed

The information conveyed by his eyes was straightforward.

That silhouette belonged to none other than Lord Dongjun's shadow.

He was currently facing off against the Root Demon.

Qi Yuan's eyes also told him that if the Root Demon crossed Lord Dongjun, the Origin World, the Mountain Sea Scroll, and the Land of Finality would all instantly become the Root Demon's playground.

Thus, Lord Dongjun was indeed confronting a great calamity, saving the world.

The Martial Masters present watched Lord Dongjun's shadow, their expressions filled with awe.

"In the Origin World, perhaps only a few hundred thousand years have passed, but in the Land of Tribulation, Lord Dongjun has been fighting the great calamity alone for a million years," Black Deer Martial Master's voice carried a sense of desolation, accompanied by a deep sense of helplessness.

"The world has restarted countless times, yet it has always failed. This time is our last chance. We must revive Lord Dongjun's partner to support him!"

"Lord Dongjun has been isolated and without aid for a million years!"

The Martial Masters' expressions were filled with emotion, their eyes revealing various sentiments.

Qi Yuan's expression remained calm. "It's not easy for Lord Dongjun. I estimate he hasn't bathed for several million years. If I see him, I should give him some bathwater."

"..."

The Martial Masters present were speechless.

However, after spending some time together, they had gradually come to understand Qi Yuan's personality and way of thinking.

It was quite normal for a Martial Madman.

Without such madness, how could one become a Martial Deity?

"Venerable, the Wall of Lord Dongjun will soon close. If you have any questions, please ask the Wall of Lord Dongjun quickly!" Black Deer Martial Master reminded him at this moment.

"Okay." Qi Yuan nodded, looking at the Wall of Lord Dongjun and politely asked, "Do you know about the Spirit Realm Martial Master?】

On the Wall of Lord Dongjun, a crimson color spread.

Everyone stared at the wall.

A graceful voice rose, like a heavenly sound.

"The Spirit Realm Martial Master is the foremost among Martial Masters. By challenging and defeating all Martial Masters in the world, one can become the Spirit Realm Martial Master."

"Is it that simple?" Qi Yuan was surprised.

He touched his nose, and it hadn't grown.

This indicated that what Lord Dongjun said was true.

Qi Yuan glanced at the Martial Masters present. In other words, if he defeated these Martial Masters, he would complete his task and become the Spirit Realm Martial Master.

"How does one become the Ten Thousand Paths Martial Deity?" Qi Yuan asked again.

The Martial Deity Realm was above the Martial Masters.

The Ten Thousand Paths Martial Deity was slightly different from the Martial Deity.

"By embodying the Ten Thousand Paths and becoming the embodiment of this world's laws, one can become the Ten Thousand Paths Martial Deity.

However, once one becomes the embodiment of this world's laws, if the world is destroyed, the Ten Thousand Paths Martial Deity will also fall from their realm.

Only one Ten Thousand Paths Martial Deity can exist in a single world."

The Wall of Lord Dongjun spoke again.

Qi Yuan sensed something, and indeed, his nose hadn't grown.

This implied that the Wall of Lord Dongjun wasn't deceiving him.

"Does this world have a Ten Thousand Paths Martial Deity?" Qi Yuan asked again.

He wanted to become the Ten Thousand Paths Martial Deity. If there was one in this world, wouldn't it mean that he had already achieved it?

"Never." Lord Dongjun's voice within the wall was graceful.

This wasn't Lord Dongjun's main body answering, nor was it a clone. It was merely a mechanical response, like asking an AI, which provided the answer.

Having received all the answers, Qi Yuan felt delighted.

Suddenly, he thought of something and spoke softly.

"What is the biggest obstacle to me becoming the Ten Thousand Paths Martial Deity?"

Since the Wall of Lord Dongjun was so powerful, why not ask more questions and gather more information?

"It's you yourself. The most challenging aspect of the Ten Thousand Paths Martial Deity Realm is embodying the Ten Thousand Paths, which requires an in-depth understanding of this world's Ten Thousand Paths. Ordinary Martial Masters rarely achieve this in their entire lives."

The voice remained graceful as always.

At this moment, Qi Yuan narrowed his eyes, his expression still calm. "Really?"

He felt it was quite interesting.

Lord Dongjun's words were deeply ingrained in his mind, and he believed them to be true, and they also seemed very reasonable.

But... his nose had grown.

This feeling was peculiar.

It was as if someone had gained superpowers and could accurately judge the correctness of addition and subtraction within ten.

However, when presented with "1+1=2", the superpower judged it to be incorrect.

Qi Yuan felt the same way at this moment.

Lord Dongjun's words were deeply rooted in his heart, but his nose told him it was false.

"The Wall of Lord Dongjun never lies. It only conveys the information it already knows to others." The Wall of Lord Dongjun's voice remained graceful.

Qi Yuan chuckled. "My mind tells me to trust you, but my nose insists that you're lying."

At this moment, Black Deer Martial Master spoke up. "Lord Dongjun would never lie. What he says must be true!"

"Yes, it must be true!" A titled Martial Master agreed.

"It's true!"

The other Martial Masters echoed the same.

Apparently, these nearly ten thousand Martial Masters all believed Lord Dongjun's words.

At this moment, Qi Yuan thought of something and asked softly, "What do you think of what Lord Shenlei said? Is it true or false?"

The sound of his voice trailed off, and at some point, a figure appeared atop the tall tower—it was Shenlei Laodeng.

He wore a purple robe, adorned with thunderbolts, and an aura of profound vastness emanated from him.

Upon seeing Shenlei, the Martial Sovereigns in the room fell silent, all of them feeling an immense pressure.

Could this be... another Heavenly Venerable?

Their gazes towards Qi Yuan changed once again.

Especially when Shenlei looked at Qi Yuan, his expression was respectful, as if he were a subordinate.

"What he said... is true," Shenlei Laodeng replied, his voice like thunder.

Qi Yuan's expression remained calm upon hearing this.

Shenlei Laodeng was not one of these Martial Sovereigns, nor was he a fanatical follower of Dong Jun.

Qi Yuan would believe Dong Jun's words without hesitation.

Of course, Qi Yuan himself also believed it, even if it seemed too good to be true.

"Dong Jun, where do you come from, and what is the Holy Light Clan?" Qi Yuan asked again.

At this moment, Dong Jun's Wall fell silent.

The Black Deer Martial Sovereign quickly spoke up, "The energy is insufficient, Dong Jun's Wall has fallen silent and cannot respond."

Qi Yuan was a bit disappointed, "Oh, I was going to ask him if he was in love."

The Black Deer Martial Sovereign said, "If you want to become a Martial Deity, you must assist Dong Jun.

Otherwise, if the Tribulation engulfs the world, you won't be able to transform into myriad forms and become the Martial Deity of this realm!"

The Black Deer Martial Sovereign also understood that Qi Yuan wanted to become a Spirit Realm Martial Sovereign and a Martial Deity.

Becoming a Spirit Realm Martial Sovereign is simple, but becoming a Martial Deity is difficult.

To become a Martial Deity, one must protect the world.

Therefore, he used this opportunity to involve Qi Yuan in the matter.

After all, Qi Yuan is a Heavenly Venerable, and he also has other mysterious Heavenly Venerables under his command.

"Rest assured, I'm a good person, and I'll save the world!"

The Black Deer Martial Sovereign breathed a sigh of relief.

...

The Ancestral Blood coursed through his body, and Mu Yan opened his eyes, revealing a sharp gleam in his gaze.

"I've finally become a Martial Sovereign!"

At this moment, he exuded strength and confidence, his eyes seemed capable of splitting a mountain.

Upon entering the Martial Sovereign realm, he finally saw the clear sky beyond the clouds, and he realized how insignificant the Martial King realm was.

"Mu Yan, you've finally become a Martial Sovereign! Come out, we're just waiting for you!"

Mu Yan's Primordial Ancestor, a powerful Martial Sovereign, entered, his eyes filled with appreciation.

"I've seen the Primordial Ancestor, and I have a question." After stepping into the Martial Sovereign realm, Mu Yan understood more clearly how vast the difference was between Martial Sovereigns.

A single Martial Acupoint was nearly twice as powerful.

"I'm curious, what's the matter?" Mu Yan asked.

"It's like this, a Heavenly Venerable wants to challenge a Martial Sovereign."

"Huh?" Mu Yan was puzzled.

What is a Heavenly Venerable?

But from the Primordial Ancestor's words, it seemed he wanted Mu Yan to challenge a Martial Sovereign.

"I'll do my best!" Mu Yan quickly responded.

"Heh, as you wish." The Martial Sovereign casually said.

Following the Martial Sovereign, Mu Yan's heart was filled with curiosity: "Primordial Ancestor, how strong is my opponent? Should I... go easy on them?"

"Just do your best." The Martial Sovereign nonchalantly replied, "And don't provoke or insult them."

"Yes, sir." Mu Yan agreed, even though he didn't understand.

Accompanying the Martial Sovereign, the two of them left the tower.

Mu Yan kept his head down, and soon he saw some familiar faces.

They were participants in the Ancestral Blood contest and had now become Martial Sovereigns.

Those people looked at Mu Yan with envious eyes.

Mu Yan's curiosity grew as he saw more and more Martial Sovereigns.

There were so many that it was hard to count.

"Primordial Ancestor, why are there so many Martial Sovereigns?" Mu Yan asked cautiously, feeling excited at the same time.

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Because he seemed to sense several auras.

They were... Archdukes.

The legendary Archdukes, the pinnacle of existence.

"They're here to participate in the challenge," the Martial Sovereign said.

Mu Yan was even more confused.

Was this like a Martial Arts Tournament for humans?

With all participants being Martial Sovereigns?

At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded in Mu Yan's ear: "As expected of the one I chose, the last one to arrive."

A man in a blood-red robe appeared, standing beside Mu Yan, his expression calm.

Mu Yan was delighted to see this person, "Qi... Yuan, why are you here?"

He was thrilled to see Qi Yuan here.

Since Qi Yuan was here, it meant the Primordial Ancestor had already resolved Qi Yuan's issues.

"I'm here to challenge... you, and..."

"Challenge me? Qi Yuan, I'm so happy to see you!" Mu Yan exclaimed.

Unexpectedly, Qi Yuan had a strange encounter.

"Hehe, don't worry, I won't be too hard on you. I won't let you lose too badly," Mu Yan said cheerfully.

Qi Yuan smiled, "Lose? I won't lose!"

"Hmph, in the Black Sea, I'm not your match, but after three days of separation, you should take a second look. I'm not the same person I used to be!" Mu Yan said happily.

"Alright, enough talk. I have a mission to complete, and that's to become the Spirit Realm Martial Sovereign!" Qi Yuan's voice remained calm.

"Where's the arena?" Mu Yan was eager to try.

"Why bother with an arena?" Qi Yuan spoke, his tone suddenly turning serious, and in that instant, he flew out of the tall tower.

Seeing this, Mu Yan's heart tightened, feeling like it was about to jump to his throat.

Because at this moment, all the Martial Sovereigns were gathered on the high platform.

Not a single one flew, and even the Archduke Martial Sovereigns stood on the ground, though they didn't understand why, the other Martial Sovereigns certainly wouldn't dare to fly either.

But Qi Yuan flying like this, wasn't this disrespectful to the other Martial Sovereigns?

At this moment, Qi Yuan flew towards the sky dome, his blood-colored long robe fluttering in the wind, standing in the void above, like an immortal banished from heaven.

"Have all the Martial Sovereigns from the Origin World... arrived?" Qi Yuan's voice rang out, loud and clear, echoing throughout the tall tower.

On the tower, the new Martial Sovereigns who had interacted with Qi Yuan in the Mountain Sea Scroll were all shocked, their faces filled with astonishment as they looked at Qi Yuan.

At this moment, dozens of Archduke Martial Sovereigns stepped forward, their faces respectful, "We report to the Heavenly Venerable, all Martial Sovereigns are present!"

The remaining tens of thousands of Martial Sovereigns bowed in unison, like mortals facing their sovereign.

"We report to the Heavenly Venerable, we are all here!"

Seeing this, Mu Yan was completely dumbfounded.

Because even his Ancestor was bowing to Qi Yuan, just like a eunuch paying respects to his monarch.

"What's going on?" Mu Yan wondered.

"To become the Spirit Realm Martial Sovereign is simple matter. You just need to defeat all the Martial Sovereigns in the world."

"So, let's work together. Don't worry, I'll be gentle and won't hurt you!"

Qi Yuan always advocated for civility and set new trends.

He wasn't like the old man from the Upper World, who was careless and reckless.

In the next world, to show off his strength, he had killed quite a few of his subordinates' lesser demons.

Even treating his own demons this way, let alone ordinary people, he was sure to kill the innocent.

"Forgive us, Heavenly Venerable!"

"Forgive us!"

All the Martial Sovereigns roared in unison, their voices like crashing waves.

Mu Yan's face was filled with confusion and anxiety.

So many people were attacking Qi Yuan.

"Ancestor, should we fight Qi Yuan together?"

"Call the Heavenly Venerable!" The Great Martial Sovereign quickly instructed.

"But... what if he dies?"

Although Mu Yan knew that Qi Yuan might not be as simple as he seemed and should be quite powerful.

But no matter how powerful, facing nearly ten thousand Martial Sovereigns.

This was a death wish.

"Hmph, you dare to dream of killing the Heavenly Venerable?

Recently, the Heavenly Venerable even swallowed a sun."

"What? He swallowed the sun?" Mu Yan's eyes widened in shock.

"Fight!" At this moment, Qi Yuan's voice rang out again.

Countless attacks swept towards the sky dome.

However, these attacks were like feathers in the wind.

Qi Yuan closed his eyes, not resisting, allowing every attack to land on his body.

Because this was also an opportunity to comprehend the Ten Thousand Daos.

...

Seasons passed.

The Swift and Hasty Emperors frequently appeared, traversing the Black Sea.

The ASEAN Martial Sovereigns were no longer surprised by the appearance of the Swift and Hasty Emperors.

At this moment, on the Archstar, in the Martial Arts Tournament arena.

Qi Yuan looked at the old man in front of him, his expression calm, "Old man, this is my last time participating in the Martial Arts Tournament. Next time, your dream will come true, and you'll get the championship."

The Martial Arts Tournament continued.

Although everyone on the Archstar knew that the person who swallowed the star was the champion.

They really wanted to participate in the Martial Arts Tournament and meet Qi Yuan.

But no one dared to disrupt Qi Yuan's life trajectory.

What if, by participating in the Martial Arts Tournament and beating up the old man, was the hobby of that Heavenly Venerable?

So, the Martial Arts Tournament continued without an audience, just like usual.

If there were spectators, they were only in the live stream.

And the viewers of this live stream were of the highest caliber.

This live stream was very special; you couldn't type negative comments, only "positive" messages were allowed.

The white-haired old man heard Qi Yuan's words and looked a little dazed, "Immortal Senior, you're not participating?"

For so many years, he had always lost to Qi Yuan.

At first, he was indeed very unconvinced.

Later... he saw Qi Yuan swallowing a star.

Well, he was convinced.

He was almost a hundred years old, losing to someone who swallowed a star was normal, right?

"Yes, it's over." Qi Yuan looked at the empty audience seats, feeling a hint of loneliness.

The game... was almost over.

(End of Chapter)

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