Chapter 465: Sub-panel

"I have already notified Taishang Laojun; his Supernatural Ability, One Qi Transforms Three Purities, can split the Game Panel into many Sub-panels. By then, every powerhouse on our Earth will have a Game Panel in hand to fight monsters and level up, growing stronger with every battle, and soon we will be able to crush the powerhouses of the Great Martial Heavenly Dynasty World," Sun Wukong continued.

"Split into Sub-panels?" Meng Yifan was stunned. Why does this sound like a game console and its extensions? Is there a subordinate relationship between them? Can my Main-panel control the other Sub-panels?

Besides, if everyone has a Game Panel, it's equivalent to no one having one. That would be beneficial for all Earth cultivators, but it would be very disadvantageous for me. Should I refuse?

Damn, do I even have the power to refuse? Will I be unable to help myself and end up controlled by these great beings like Sun Wukong?

Sun Wukong seemed to see through Meng Yifan's thoughts and said somewhat irritably, "Stop letting your imagination run wild. I, Old Sun, will tell you directly: all Sub-panels must be attached to the Main-panel. Every time a Sub-panel host gains a sum of Experience Value, the Main-panel will siphon off half of that Experience Value."

Hearing this, Meng Yifan's eyes lit up. This is acceptable! The Main-panel can actually siphon half the Experience Value from the Sub-panels? Doesn't that mean all the other powerhouses on Earth are working for him? Haha, this way, Meng Yifan doesn't even have to do anything; he can gain massive amounts of Experience Value while lying down, his strength soaring and advancing by leaps and bounds.

"To make better use of the Game Panel, we must also elect you as the commander of the Earth Alliance. I, Old Sun, get angry just thinking about it—why didn't the Great God Pangu give the Game Panel to me in the first place?"

Sun Wukong was filled with envy, jealousy, and hatred, but he was helpless and could only sigh, no longer looking at Meng Yifan.

After a while, an old man with white hair and a youthful face, possessing the bearing of an immortal, and wearing a Daoist Robe with Eight Trigrams, appeared in this Daoist temple.

This old Daoist had a serene expression that made people feel as if they were bathed in a spring breeze, but those eyes were as bright as stars, seemingly able to see through Meng Yifan at a single glance.

"I sensed the aura of the Creation Jade Disk. The power of the Great God Pangu is truly incredible; he actually refined fragments of the Creation Jade Disk into the Game Panel and even told me the method to split it into Sub-panels. This is the key to our turning defeat into victory."

"Eh? Little friend has a Nine-Element Spiritual Root and practices Nine-System Cultivation. Good, very good! No wonder the Great God Pangu chose you back then," Taishang Laojun said.

"Isn't the Nine-Element Spiritual Root a Waste Spirit Root? Why does the Old Lord say it is good?" Meng Yifan asked, puzzled.

"Haha, little friend, a Single-Element Heaven Spirit Root is rare, but a Nine-Element Mixed Spirit Root is even rarer. Although the Nine-Element Mixed Spirit Root is difficult to cultivate, it allows for Nine-System Cultivation. As long as one overcomes the difficulties and cultivates it, one can develop a Chaos Body. You must know that the Great God Pangu himself had a Chaos Body, which is why he was able to open up a Great Thousand World like Earth."

Meng Yifan was filled with deep emotion. The world says the Nine-Element Spiritual Root is a Waste Spirit Root; he never expected that in the eyes of these top-tier great beings, a Waste Spirit Root would be even more precious than a Heaven Spirit Root, though it is extremely difficult for those with a Nine-Element Mixed Spirit Root to embark on the path of cultivation.

"Little friend, please take out the Game Panel; I will help you split it into Sub-panels," Taishang Laojun said.

Sun Wukong was also scratching his ears and cheeks, his Fire-Eyed Golden Gaze fixed on Meng Yifan; he hoped that he would be the one to receive the first Sub-panel.

"Take it out?" Meng Yifan hesitated. Up to this point, he was still somewhat skeptical of Sun Wukong and Taishang Laojun's words. What if these two big shots were lying to him? What if they were just trying to snatch his Game Panel?