Chapter 49

"Clone technique?"

Without giving the puzzled Zhao Si time to think, a cyan light shot out from the screen and struck his forehead.

Instantly, a large amount of key information about this clone technique flooded his mind...

The information was a bit much; Zhao Si stared, digesting it for a good while, and after he had fully learned it, he couldn't help but show his joy:

What clone technique? This is clearly the One Qi Transforms into Three Purities!

According to the description of this method, the clone's quality is directly proportional to the quality of the materials used; as long as the materials for refining the clone are high enough, the clone's strength can reach the heavens, and if the clone diligently cultivates, its future is limitless.

As for how high the upper limit can be?

Taiching himself is the best example; in the Investiture of the Gods war, Taiching fought his good brother Tongtian Jiaozhu, directly summoning three saint-level incarnations on the spot; if it weren't that the incarnations ultimately lack a bit of damage compared to the saint's true body, Taiching alone might have broken the Slay Immortal Sword Formation!

From the performance of the three incarnations and Taiching's background, the material he used to refine the clone should be his own innate pure qi, hence the name One Qi Transforms into Three Purities.

"Although I don't have innate pure qi, I do have other heavenly treasures that could substitute… If I could manage to cultivate a clone…"

【It means that if the person caring for them is even slightly negligent, danger will occur…】

Uh…… It seems I still can't cultivate one; although Zhao Si has some suitable materials that could be used to refine a clone, if he really wanted to start crafting one, he would at least need the cultivation of a true immortal—thinking about this now is completely unrealistic.

【Such a human race is simply born to suffer, born to be lowly…】

Countless members of the Demon Race appeared in the fragment world; they cautiously spread out, trying to find the suspected false emperor Jin Bing hiding here.

【Taiching frowned…】

【Master agreed to your request to stay among humanity, no longer insisting that you follow him back to Kunlun Mountain.】

To find Jin Bing, they formed small groups, searching everywhere; their figures could be seen all over the fragments.

【You increasingly felt that something was wrong here…】

【You firmly refused Master's offer to take you back to the mountains, calmly watching the proposal to "de‑xianize" humanity; even if the saints urged you, you did not waver in your conviction!】

"Hopefully we can soon release another gift that can enhance cultivation…"

【"Cannot be said."】

Moreover, there is something even more urgent than refining a clone right now!

Zhao Si glanced at the still purple‑light‑shimmering Primordial fragment; in less than a day, the invasion from the Primordial heavens and earth had already arrived in full force.

【"If you encounter any difficulties, just come find your master!"】

【"From now on, no eating beef!"】

【The nearby Nüwa looked at you and the green bull with a amused smile, then solemnly said: Since you have decided to aid humanity, from now on I will entrust them entirely to you.】

【"I understand…… Disciple chooses to stay among humanity!"】

【It means that casually exhaling a bit of killing qi poisonous smoke would cause massive casualties.】

【It is therefore obvious that the immortals are not unpaid workers like Palu; their attitude toward helping humanity is predictable—fine when numbers are few, but once the human population grows, the immortals will inevitably become lofty benefactors bestowing charity upon mortals.】

【However, Taiching shook his head.】

【Taiching said with a smile, and then, with your support, mounted the green bull.】

【The saint shook his head.】

【He also wanted to see just how far your disciple, endowed with supreme divine powers, could go!】

Zhao Si scratched his head, not really understanding…

Although a Primordial fragment with sides of 100,000 li is naturally not small, amidst the search by countless true‑immortal‑level members of the Demon Race, it becomes insignificant.

【In the Demon calendar, 365 yuan 7 hui 3 yun, Nüwa created humans and attained sainthood.】

"It also seems off…… My save alone has already been restarted nineteen times; could a simulation game really expend resources to create so many parallel worlds just because of an insignificant choice?"

【Taiching is very curious, asking what you plan to do.】

【It means that eating any food could possibly lead to death.】

【It's obviously impossible; even if it were possible, they wouldn't go to this extent, after all everyone is here to earn rice, not to be Palu; with the little merit you give, I can hardly help you with anything!】

【As you were about to leave, you bowed to him, when suddenly a bull's head popped up to your face, startling you.】

【Even the saint cannot say it?】

【You fell silent for a moment, then pointed at the primitive peoples scrambling and howling all over the ground and said, I cannot abandon this group destined to suffer calamity; if I were to go to Kunlun Mountain, what would become of them?】

【In the perilous Primordial world, a weak race cannot cultivate to become strong—what exactly does that signify?】

【And those saint disciples who come to earn merit—can they truly look after every mortal?】

【"Master, truly we cannot cancel humanity's predestined role as the main character?"】

【Taiching gazed at your solemn expression, seeming to realize something…】

Could it be…… that the mechanism of the simulated world is not a time reset but a parallel universe?

【Then the remaining four also successively established teachings in their respective dojos and attained sainthood; thus all six saints proved the Dao, and the era of the saints arrived!】

【Considering personal safety, you did not clearly tell your master about the future, only saying that humanity would suffer many hardships; but Taiching is no simpleton, and with a vague hint you gave, after a little thought he understood it fully.】

【Decided, from now on I'll eat beef every day!】

Zhao Si resentfully withdrew his gaze; the plan to recover the Primordial fragments cannot be launched for now, the clone technique is also temporarily unusable, so he can only continue the game:

【You muttered to yourself.】

【You: ……】

【Taiching pondering…】

【After de‑xianization, humanity directly became the lord; all immortals had to run errands for them—so in the end, wasn't this de‑xianization pointless? ……】

【But after weighing left and right, you ultimately chose to refuse.】

"All of you, wait for me!"

【You opened your eyes in confusion, gazing at Saint Taiching.】

This represents the Primordial fragment that Zhao Si had painstakingly obtained, now completely beyond his control.

The green ox with a muffled voice coldly snorted and blew a puff of air at you, then turned and left.

Asking them to handle a matter, you can't skimp on benefits, nor can you rush them; by the time the immortals arrive leisurely to save people, everyone might already be dead… The point is, even if you drag it out until everyone is gone, you still can't blame the immortal, because his willingness to come is already a great act of mercy; otherwise, he wouldn't care at all!

Not long after, the Grand Purity Daoist also established the Ren Sect on Mount Shouyang, officially attaining the Way and becoming a saint!

"But speaking of which, I've restarted the game, so why are these demons still around?"

It means that one bite from a poisonous insect is fatal.

"The human race… can't continue like this!"

Faced with your master, the Grand Purity Sage's advice, you know he's right, but you still refuse to listen; you close your eyes and begin recalling everything you saw in your first life…

Grand Purity earnestly tells you: As the race favored by the Heavenly Dao, humanity is inherently superior to all other beings; whether innate noble beings or the demon race born of Di Jun, none can match humanity in essence.

After hearing this, you become even more certain that the sages must know something; you can't help but inquire into the details of humanity, wondering how a race fabricated out of nothing could possibly become the heaven-ordained protagonist.

Before de-cultivation, humanity was the big boss, threatening all beings in the Wilderness!

Their essential difference dooms them to inability to coexist on equal footing; if humanity grows strong, the demon race will surely suffer, so the best solution is to carry out de-cultivation among humanity.

Moreover, wouldn't that still mean treating humanity as lords to be served? The lord moves his lips, and the immortal runs his legs ragged.

After taking on disciples for a few days, the Grand Purity also attained the Dao and became a saint; feeling that this journey was complete, he decided to bring you back to Kunlun Mountain to meet the two martial uncles and the other disciples of the Two Teachings.

In the Demon calendar's 365th year, 7th cycle, 3rd period, you, with your True Immortal cultivation, received Nüwa's sacred command and were officially appointed as the Chief of the Human Race!

You bowed solemnly, respectfully obeying the sacred command.

If humanity remains weak, not only can everyone gain merit, but they can also avoid conflict with the demon race—why not?

This is the first time in this world, but your second time; you harbor fervent passion and belief, vowing never to repeat past mistakes.

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(End of chapter)