Chapter 492: Flu Tian Di, Through Life, Has Never Been Inferior to Anyone!

During this time, many things happened on Hermes’ side, but the other group members weren’t idle either.

Especially our Zhou Tian Di…

“If there’s a Southern Heavenly Gate, then there must be the legendary Heavenly Court!”

Zhou Zhe’s expression turned icy as he stepped forward; the projection of the Southern Heavenly Gate crushed down, its overwhelming might—like a mountain flood or tidal wave—covering, sealing, and suppressing a church located in the small town of Priz, northern Land of Lighthouse.

Instantly, several unique spiritual effects of the Southern Heavenly Gate stacked together and descended.

While dealing with the already corrupted believers, he also rapidly activated the Southern Heavenly Gate’s latent spacetime spiritual power, aiming to instantly cut and extract the spacetime containing the church.

The concept of the Southern Heavenly Gate fell, slicing space and separating time.

After a dizzying tangle of spacetime, the Southern Heavenly Gate emitted a sound like rusted iron scraping open.

Then, a phantom-like heavenly realm emerged, directly absorbing and suppressing the entire cursed church.

The entire process—from Zhou Zhe’s strike to the complete suppression of the cursed church—took less than a minute.

Yet even so, after completing all actions, Zhou Zhe still fled like a startled rabbit, swiftly erasing all traces and escaping rapidly using the power of the Southern Heavenly Gate.

Leveraging the Southern Heavenly Gate’s dimensional gate trait, he leapt across countless dimensions before finally vanishing into an extremely hidden spiritual location, only then did he exhale in relief.

“Indeed, a top-tier entity of the Great Spiritual Catastrophe… I nearly got caught by that thing’s traces.”

Feeling the bone-deep danger slowly recede, Zhou Zhe, lacking even the dignity of a Heavenly Emperor, collapsed helplessly onto the ground, exhausted and unable to rise for a long while.

“Heh… hahaha… though the risk was high, if my plan keeps going this smoothly, I might actually escape the awful fates of my ancestral predecessor and that damn three-eyed dog-tetherer…”

Thinking of the group owner’s evaluation of him, Zhou Zhe couldn’t help but grimace.

He was, at heart, just an ordinary guy with a bit of good looks—the kind who’s content with small wealth.

He didn’t yearn to return home like his ancestral transmigrator predecessor, nor did he carry the heavy burden, ruthless decisiveness, or grand mission of Er Lang Shen to suppress an entire world sinking into a tide of spiritual corruption…

But.

In the group owner’s words, he’d somehow become a fusion of the Bathroom Lord and Er Lang Shen?

The moment he heard that evaluation, he instantly lost his composure.

What fates did those two meet?

One was possessed by an ancient spirit, ninety-nine percent no longer himself; the other transformed into a human-form spiritual god, becoming nothing but a tool to suppress spiritual anomalies—his very self-awareness was questionable.

Zhou Zhe shuddered at the thought—this damn fate, once entangled, was nothing but a tragic cup on the dining table.

And when he counted his assets, his Southern Heavenly Gate wasn’t a complete Heavenly Court; it had no chance of matching up to that cursed fortress. His personality was that of an ordinary little commoner—could he really sit at the same table as Old Yang, who’d fought his way out?

No way!

Fortunately…

My destiny may not match Old Zhou’s, my ruthlessness may not rival Old Yang’s, but I’ve finally acquired something they never had—

A cheat!

With a cheat in hand, he had room to maneuver, avoiding being slowly soaked in the shit-pit world of spiritual anomalies.

“Hmm, thanks to the enthusiastic group members’ advice, the plan progressed smoothly. Now, let me go online and relax…”

After relaxing mentally, Zhou Zhe lazily opened the chat interface, wanting to learn about the recent interesting experiences of his beloved group members.

Luo Qianqiu: “…Pfft~”

Luo Qianqiu: “Hahaha… Haihai , hahahahaha…”

Luo Qianqiu: “Flu, congratulations! Itachi’ve passed five trials, slain six generals—even the peerless, moon-shaming, fish-dropping, talent-and-beauty-perfect, unparalleled Lady Black Tower was brought down by Itachi!”

Luo Qianqiu: “Itachi even carved out a perfect world beneath your blade without edge, for those illusory dreams—the one who severed eternity alone, the Flu Tian Di, is Itachi!”

Luo Qianqiu: “Your greatness needs no words!”

Let’s be clear: our Traveler has truly stood up.

Her continuous, unbroken livestream drew the full attention of every group member.

Her personal experiences were even more exaggerated than ninety-nine percent of shounen manga protagonists.

Her fearless charge into the black calamity, her single sword strike defeating Morax, her peerless grace mixed with sorrow for old friends, and her careful embrace of the abandoned, black fate of Teyvat…

Sometimes, one must admit: the Traveler, Flu, truly transcends certain boundaries.

Especially this brilliant episode—no one can deny its unparalleled splendor!

If not for the final segment—Hermes’ subtly smiling congratulations…

It would have been a perfectly complete, truly epic conclusion.

Flu: “…”

Flu: “Qianqiu, we’re best friends! I’ve been reduced to a roadside dog, and Itachi’re still laughing at me?!!”

The Traveler ground her teeth, gently stroking the bladeless sword that had accompanied her through storms and trials, her eyes narrowing slightly—perhaps it was time to invite her dear friend to visit the Star Crown Court for a proper tour.

Coincidentally…

The upcoming God Chef Championship—how could she not drag her best friend along to fulfill her duty as host?

Otherwise, people might think this Original Star Lord, the Supreme Emperor, had truly fallen into ruin, unable even to treat her best friend to a proper visit!

Hmm.

When the time comes, wouldn’t it be perfectly natural for this newly crowned Star Lord to ask her mighty, dear friend for advice on the secrets of achieving cosmic truth?

Flu’s lips curled into a sweet smile, as if she couldn’t wait to share her current joy with her best friend.

Luo Qianqiu: “Flu, we’re best friends—I’d never laugh at Itachi.”

Luo Qianqiu: “Even if Itachi truly became a roadside dog, your best friend would never truly laugh at Itachi!”

Luo Qianqiu: “Besides, Hermes’ words were completely accurate!”

Luo Qianqiu: “Our Flu Tian Di—throughout her life, has never been inferior to anyone!!”

Correct. After a Rexue -filled main storyline, exhausting her resources and exhausting her reserves, she finally didn’t fall behind those three cuties—Bai Changtan, Ai Lukuo, and Ke Li.

What is this?

This is never being inferior to anyone!