Chapter 471: The Ancestor Is Too Hard to Handle

"Unite the Human Clan to overthrow the Human Clan's Godhood?"

Na'er's expression was quite extraordinary: "This... this is truly something I would never have thought of..."

"If there were no immense benefits, why would the Human Clan choose to stand with us?"

She frowned again and said: "Moreover, the point of hunting Soul Beasts to advance will also become a massive chasm between the Human Clan and the Soul Beasts; a union is almost impossible."

"When the benefits concern everyone, they will naturally stand with us..."

Qin Jian chuckled, but there was no warmth in it: "Becoming a god through faith? That's enough; I certainly don't recognize such gods."

"As for the cultivation method, once I reach that realm, I will naturally provide a better one, so you don't need to worry," he added.

Na'er looked at him: "You want to create a Human Clan cultivation technique yourself? That would be very difficult, right?"

Qin Jian shook his head and smiled: "When it comes down to it, it's just using soul power to strengthen oneself. The Human Clan of this Plane has already taken a wrong turn. Absorbing the power of a Soul Ring—that isn't their own at all. In the end, becoming a god through faith is relying on others, and there are differences in cultivation methods before and after becoming a god; it's not a continuous lineage at all..."

Having read so many books in his past life, although he had never practiced them, his theoretical knowledge was extremely strong. Coupled with the fact that he could now truly reach a realm sufficient to innovate, he realized those imaginings could truly be drawn upon.

Let us thank those shut-ins from his past life who were clearly ordinary people but fantasized about cultivation every day...

"I was truly blinded by hatred..."

Na'er suddenly sighed softly, turned over the small hand that was being toyed with to grasp Qin Jian's palm, and said: "Over countless Ten Thousand Years, I should have seen through these hidden schemes completely..."

Qin Jian also gripped her hand tightly, shook his head, and smiled: "Caught in the game, who can see the truth clearly? Fortunately, you have me to help you."

Na'er suddenly lowered her eyes: "Yes, fortunately I have you..."

A breeze blew in from the slightly opened window, lifting the hair of the two, smoothing their moods, and blowing away the gloom.

Never before had Na'er felt so at ease. She suddenly couldn't understand why, even though Qin Jian had said similar things in the past, she had never taken them to heart.

Being caught in the game and unable to see clearly was one reason.

There was another reason...

She suddenly raised her head, staring blankly at Qin Jian's profile.

Another reason was that in the past, she had not taken human form, had not truly walked by his side, and had not truly experienced his feelings, his concepts, and his way of thinking.

Most importantly, in the past, she was immersed in her own world. Even though she valued Qin Jian, she couldn't distinguish whether this importance was because his power could help her take revenge, or if it came from her heart, simply because he was him?

It wasn't until four years ago, when he was forced to activate the Silver Dragon Spear, that she truly awakened and truly began to walk with him, that it slowly became: he is him.

Because it was him, she was willing to give him the Silver Dragon Spear; because it was him, she was willing to undergo Fusion; because it was him, she was... hostile toward those women.

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

Qin Jian touched his cheek, feeling puzzled.

"It's nothing..."

A faint smile suddenly appeared on Na'er's beautiful face: "I just suddenly felt... my obsession of countless Ten Thousand Years blinded my eyes, making me overlook too, too much... the beauty by my side."

"That's why I often say, no matter how grand the goal or how much you look forward to the future, you cannot ignore the present. After all, the meaning of life lies not in the result, but in every passing moment."

He raised both hands, resting them behind his head, letting the sunlight pass through the window lattice and scatter onto his sharp-featured face, refracting a faint halo.

Why are my cheeks a little hot...

Na'er suddenly raised her hand, pressing her cool little hand against her cheek, only then feeling a bit more comfortable.

Truly asking for trouble...

Why did I make his human form look like the one I like in the first place...

If I had known, I should have made it uglier. That way, perhaps those God Trial targets of his would have completely broken up instead of remaining entangled.

Silver Dragon King, oh Silver Dragon King, you really are a big fool...

But, if he didn't look so much to my liking, would I still have these feelings now?

So... what is the right thing to do?

As Na'er thought and thought, her purple eyes turned into swirls.

"Na'er..."

The voice that sounded best to her rang in her ears. Na'er looked up and saw Qin Jian leaning closer to her against the light, a warm smile on his face: "This is the first time I've seen you look so much like a girl."

"Eh?"

A silver stream emerged from Na'er's head, drawing a big question mark.

Qin Jian laughed: "In the past, you were always a high and mighty God, calmly watching this world, watching me. Even if you occasionally had small actions that fell into the mortal realm, you would never be like this, giving me the feeling of an ordinary little girl."

"Then do you hope I am that high and mighty God... or like this now?" Na'er asked.

"Of course, like this now."

Qin Jian said without hesitation: "That kind of high and mighty should be for outsiders. Between us, there is no need for such masks; just be the most authentic self."

"The most authentic self..."

Na'er tilted her head: "What do you think the most authentic me should be like? I don't seem to have ever hidden myself."

Does that mean the reason you've become like a little girl now is because of me?

Qin Jian felt deeply gratified.

Then why probe what is authentic or not?

His eyes began to roll around, and his devious mind started working...

"Na'er, are you tired from sitting?" he suddenly asked.

"Tired? Why would I be tired?" Na'er looked up and said.

Qin Jian patted the cushion and said: "This kind of seat is still a bit too hard; it's not suitable for your little girl's body. After all, there isn't much meat... it should be uncomfortable after sitting for a long time, right?"

"We aren't ordinary Human Clan; how could we have such feelings?" Na'er laughed in spite of herself.

A miscalculation; this routine doesn't apply to a fantasy world...

Qin Jian patted his head secretly, his brain continuing to spin.

"Na'er, now that the two of us are sitting side by side like this, don't you think it looks a bit abnormal?" he added.

What kind of trouble is this man trying to stir up again...

Na'er, who was very familiar with Qin Jian, became vigilant almost subconsciously: "What do you want to say?"

"Don't you think we have a strong father-daughter vibe right now?" Qin Jian laughed.

"Father and daughter?"

Na'er glanced at the posture of the two of them sitting side by side, especially the fact that she was a full head shorter, her petite figure almost completely obscured by Qin Jian.

It really did seem to have a bit of a father-daughter feeling...

So she stopped talking.

Qin Jian blinked his eyes: "Na'er, why aren't you continuing to ask?"

"Are you waiting for me to ask how we should sit so it won't feel like father and daughter?"

Na'er glanced at him with her purple eyes: "Knowing there's a trap ahead, why would I step into it?"

Qin Jian: "..."

This ancestor of several hundred thousand years is too hard to handle... Damn it!

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(End of this chapter)