Chapter 511

“Patriarch-level! Touching the infinite multiverse structure, it’s not merely thousands or billions of universes—it’s an infinite nesting of life layers…”

Chen Nan’s expression was solemn as he contemplated his own Dao path; as the common Great Father God to his children, and as the Father of Civilization, his path had never been merely his own affair.

Pull one hair, and the whole body moves.

Thus, he must not only exercise extreme caution in considering his own advancement, but also weigh the impact his ascension would have on his children and civilization at the very moment it occurs.

“According to the system’s calculations, if I now attempt to attain Dao, I have a 30% innate chance of becoming a novice Great Being of Dao. If I can accumulate ten trillion civilization crystals, this success rate can rise to the maximum of 80%!”

As for a Great Divine Power Being?

There’s no door at all!

As a true power-fantasy user, Chen Nan may not outshine Hermes or Luo Qianqiu in outward display, but he is by no means mediocre—the deeper he goes, the more his foundation grows like a snowball, increasingly terrifying.

But even so, to step instantly into the threshold of a Great Divine Power Being upon attaining Dao?

“...If things continue at their current pace, to achieve the status of a Great Divine Power Being the moment one attains Dao, one would need at least... one hundred thousand years!”

Chen Nan and the system merely ran a brief calculation and arrived at a vague result—and this was merely the threshold; to truly lock it in...

One hundred thousand years?

That’s merely the threshold. A million, ten million, even a hundred million years might be necessary to complete the preparations.

As for Patriarch-level, representing a weak multiverse?

Impossible to estimate!

Chen Nan fell silent; upon receiving this conclusion, he understood the approximate tier of his system.

The absolute limit is Patriarch-level!

“The foundation of a Patriarch-level anchors the infinite multiverse’s underlying architecture—it is the Dao’s sovereign capable of directly stirring the entire cycle of multiversal birth and death, establishing a primordial great teaching lineage, where the sect itself coexists with the multiverse’s heavenly Dao...”

Chen Nan lowered his gaze, his fingertips unconsciously tracing the faint light patterns projected by the chat group, his eyes deep as the abyss.

He knew better than anyone the ceiling of his own cultivation.

Possessing a system and having joined the chat group, his opportunities—even when compared to countless protagonists from his past-life novels—rank among the highest.

Too bad.

At the level of cosmic truth, advancing further is simply too difficult, too difficult.

Great Divine Power Beings merely borrow the Dao, relying on existing multiverse structures; no matter how vast their powers, they can never touch the infinite multiverse’s underlying cycle of birth and death, let alone establish a primordial Dao lineage rooted in the entire infinite multiverse and born of the Dao itself.

Chen Nan understood his own situation clearly.

He was by no means dull, but compared to supreme prodigies like Big Black Tower or Sisikar, he was truly nothing more than an ordinary mortal.

If he could not, at the instant of attempting Dao attainment, trigger an exponential leap in his foundation and seize the destiny to step directly into Patriarch-level, his system’s essence would fail to keep pace, and he would likely be permanently locked at the Great Divine Power Being tier.

Therefore...

He must maximize the use of his own advantages!

His advantage lies precisely in the dual golden tickets of the chat group and the system—through the absurd maneuver of stepping on his own foot, his foundation accumulation speed might even surpass what his two Great Being compatriots could imagine.

“But one hundred thousand years... too long!”

Though, relative to Great Beings whose cultivation spans entire cosmic cycles, one hundred thousand years is but a nap, the chat group evolves daily—right now he stands in the first tier, but what of one hundred thousand years from now?

He would likely not even be last, but sink to the very bottom...

Moreover, he must still prepare the foundation to challenge Patriarch-level—one hundred thousand years is far too long.

Is there a way?

Yes.

A faint, gentle smile slowly spread across Chen Nan’s lowered brows—he was the Great Father God, after all!

His precious ones had never been his burden!

And...

Perhaps, his system could lend him one final push at the critical moment!

Yagami Taiyou: “It’s wonderful—everyone’s starting to consider entering the realm of Dao attainment.”

Yagami Taiyou: “I’m way behind.”

Yagami Taiyou: “...No, I should say—I still haven’t even found my true path to Dao attainment!”

In the Digital World, Yagami Taiyou had not returned to the real world for a long time.

For him, only the place where his sister, Hachigami Hikari, resided was his true home.

Even his progress in the Shinichi world, he kept to roughly one high-difficulty dungeon per month, to prevent the high-risk dungeons there from swelling and becoming unbalanced...

“Cosmic truth?”

Yagami Taiyou stood quietly before the chat group’s light screen; his eyes, once always blazing with fierce courage, had now shed their usual fiery edge, leaving only serene clarity.

He knew well that, compared to the first tier, his progress had been left far behind.

Not even the second tier—someone like Kikyo—was rapidly pulling ahead of him...

Chen Nan was a double-golden-ticket user who had forged his own unique Great Father God path.

Index was uniquely gifted, an undeniable genius on the path of magic, possessing the grimoire, her foundation immeasurable, and a beloved figure in the chat group—under the subtle care of the group owner and Lord Hermes, her ascent was even faster than Chen Nan’s.

Traveler·Lumine was born with supreme nobility, her innate rank exalted, nourished by great deities such as Phanes, and with Hermes’s tacit approval, nearly all opportunities hidden across the multiverses were within easy reach.

These three stood firmly in the unshakable first tier, their paths wide open, their foundations profound.

Below them, Kikyo was uniquely gifted, Furoze possessed astonishing culinary talent, Li Hanyi had already been crowned Mistress of the Severing Heaven Sword, Cangqi Chengzi’s Cosmic Orange Project was in full swing, Lu Dongbin’s Heaven-Piercing Great Luo Dao was progressing smoothly, He Xi’s Angel Civilization was united as one, and Jiuyuan Feiniao could directly cling to her queen’s wealthy thigh...

What of Zhang Zhiwei and Ben Tiao Er Ya?

Though they appeared calm now, Yagami Taiyou keenly sensed that both were holding back massive moves—perhaps they would explode at any moment.

Even Arika and Beichangtan were far ahead—once they came of age, they would surely soar instantly!

Counting them all, he, Yagami Taiyou, was destined to sit at the same table as Dorag, Ning Qingyu, and Akatsuki Nan?

What of Uesugi Erii, Haibara Ai, and Zhou Zhe?

Yagami Taiyou had no interest in comparing himself to newcomers who had just joined the chat group.

“Then, what do I have?”

Yagami Taiyou gently traced the invisible mark of the Courage Badge on his chest; his eyes, once hiding sparks of flame, now glowed with soft warmth—calm, yet unshaken in the slightest.

As the one who had once single-handedly conquered the entire Digital World, he never doubted his own worth.

Moreover...