Under the arrangent of He Nanguang, Sikong Si and Cheng Lixing joined the team, accompanying Zhang Qianren for the second half of the journey.
Sikong Si kept a cold expression the whole ti, while Cheng Lixing always had a smile on his face, like ice and fire, two extres.
During this process, He Nanguang revealed to the three of them a lot about the future construction and planning of Guangyu Academy: "Over there is the Lingxiao Hall, and then there are Douluo Palace, Flower dicine Palace, Peach Garden..."
"These areas that seem empty now are actually spaces reserved for [Haotian]."
Upon hearing this, Cheng Lixing couldn’t help but ask, "What abilities does [Haotian] actually have?"
In Chinese mythology, [Haotian]’s abilities span a very wide range.
One account says Haotian commands the immortals and gods, being the supre deity, unique and unparalleled.
Another account says Haotian is the Celestial Emperor of the Human Race after the Demon Race’s Celestial Court, also wielding imnse power, capable of changing heaven and earth with a single thought.
A third account ntions Haotian as Zhang Bairen, a little Daoist by Hongjun’s side.
There’s also a saying that Haotian’s true na is Zhang Baiyuan.
There are far too many folk legends.
The differences between China’s [Haotian] and Arica’s [God] concerning superpower advantages and disadvantages are not imdiately apparent to Cheng Lixing, but he can vaguely infer so differences between the Awakened.
If Haotian’s powers also originate from a faith similar to [Incense Fire Power], then compared to Zhang Qianren and Matt Gray, it would be quite disadvantageous!
At least God is widely known through the "Bible," despite the division into New and Old Testant, and his authority and character are mostly fixed.
Haotian’s image and powers...
There’s no fixed description.
Though people living on this land often use "Master Heaven" as a common phrase, few truly know what powers Master Heaven possesses.
"I don’t know either."
He Nanguang frowned slightly, pondered for a mont, and spoke with uncertainty, "Brother Ran seed to ntion the term [Fortune] at so point."
At this point, He Nanguang’s eyes beca vacant, focusing on a spot in the air as if he was in a daze.
Suddenly, his gaze sharpened: "I checked the system, ten minutes left."
"Zhang Qianren, Sikong Si, Cheng Lixing."
"Your interviews and final tests are about to start."
"Bring nothing!"
"Just be ntally prepared."
...
China, Hubei.
Grass Hut Academy.
Su Qiangwei was slurping fried sauce noodles, with a bit of sesa paste sticking to the corners of her mouth, like a greedy little orange cat ssing up its face.
Beside her, Ma Ran calmly explained: "The question you asked just now is a good one."
"It’s not really a secret."
"[Haotian] doesn’t need any Incense Fire Power; he just needs to attract the wise, seize the opportunity, set laws and regulations, build a system, and protect the prosperous growth of the tribe, thus gathering fortune, turning falsehood into reality, building the Celestial Court."
"Southern Heavenly Gate, Lingxiao Hall, Douluo Palace, Flower dicine Palace, Peach Garden, Audience Hall, Cloud Palace, Visha Palace, Wuming Palace, Celestial King Hall..."
"Five Directions Five Elders, Four Shifts of rit Censors, Five Directions Yedi, Five Qi True Monarchs, Beidou Seven Star Monarch, Nine Luminaries, Twelve Primordial Stars, Twenty-Eight Star Constellations..."
"These can manifest from mythology into reality, stepping out of legends."
Ma Ran paused here.
Su Qiangwei, holding an empty bowl, looked at him eagerly.
With a calm expression, Ma Ran stretched out a finger, with starlight shining brilliantly between it.
The empty bowl of noodles instantly refilled.
This ti with beef brisket noodles.
After finishing this, Ma Ran leisurely said, "Apart from the Three Emperors and Five Sovereigns and the Three Pristine Ones and Four Imperial Lords, the more ’qualified’ candidates there are for other positions, the stronger [Haotian] becos."
[God] and [Haotian], although they seem to need to shepherd believers and protect mortals, are fundantally completely different.
The power of [God] Gray is to integrate the power of lifelong faith, with angels existing rely as facade, following an extre path of individual martial power.
[Haotian] Zhang Qianren’s power is to seize opportunities where the system reigns supre, individual martial prowess isn’t decisive; it follows the path of the Power of the Cluster.
Su Qiangwei rrily ate noodles, mumbling and asking, "If we join the Celestial Court, what Immortal would we be?"
Her focus is always different from normal people.
Ma Ran pondered for a mont and earnestly replied, "For people like us, born under the Red Flag, raised in New China, we inherently acknowledge humanity and science, following the path of the Human Immortal rather than a Ghost Immortal, and are estranged from the Divine Immortal."
"If I must gauge the level of adaptation..."
"I’d probably be the [Celestial War God]."
"As for you..."
"The [Great Sage Equal to Heaven]."
Ma Ran initially wanted to say [Stable Cleaner], but considering Su Qiangwei would have to exert a lot of effort later, he opted for a different wording.
"Oh!"
Su Qiangwei listened with little interest, even slowing her eating pace.
Though she actually likes the Great Sage Equal to Heaven, the thought of Monkey King turning into the Victorious Fighting Buddha at the end didn’t thrill her.
Under the Five Elents Mountain for hundreds of years, it ultimately broke the backbone of the Great Sage Equal to Heaven.
Su Qiangwei couldn’t shake the thought that if the monkey had died in battle during the havoc in the Heavenly Palace, it might have been the best outco?
As soon as the thought arose, it amused her.
If Sun Wukong had died during the havoc in the Heavenly Palace, then "Journey to the West" would have ended poorly.
Thinking of this, Su Qiangwei shook her head vigorously, reviving her spirits.
How can one be distracted while eating?
Unlimited noodles aren’t a benefit available every day!
This ti it’s because Ma Ran found his conscience today, feeling it’s unfair for her to work for nothing, so he added so extra.
Su Qiangwei sped up her eating, her mouth small, but her breath steady and long, finishing a bowl in three bites.
Even so, she only ate nine bowls.
"Ti’s up."
Ma Ran flicked his fingers, grabbing Su Qiangwei’s right arm: "Xuan has already helped lock onto the position of the Second Generation God of Slaughter."
"The distance is too far, rely flying would likely an aging to death on the way."
"This ti we can only use Spatial Teleportation."
"The positions of other team mbers are locked in."
"Let’s go!"
Swoosh!
Several figures vanished from Earth without a trace.
...
Tabi Star System, located less than 4 billion light-years from Earth, having existed for 9.8 billion years. The star’s mass is only 8% of the sun’s, yet it has burned at low temperature for billions of years.
On a planet nad "Blood Mist," enveloped in an atmosphere resembling blood, a group of humanoid lifeforms with blood-red skin exist.
They walk upright just like Earthlings but have a tapering tail like a bone spike, covered only by a thin transparent layer.
Su Qiangwei suddenly opened her eyes, seeing Ma Ran still by her side, she felt a little relieved.
Looking around, she noticed Zhu Hanyi, Wu Di, and several familiar faces from the files were half-squatting on the ground not far away, their faces pale, showing an expression of wanting to vomit but unable to.
In front of them, a small, golden, round "Little Walnut" floated boastfully in the air, "Stupid female cat, you didn’t talk to before!"
"I won’t talk to you either!"
declared.
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