Chapter 630: A Tall Tale! Could It Even Rival the Radiant Moon?!

All right!

As he finished the last character, Su Yang set down his feather pen.

Hum—

A soft humming rose, heralding his sacred moment.

The parchment drifted toward the Starry Sky, sank into the Star River, and became a Xingchen stored here.

Somehow, as if sensing from the void, even though the heavens were filled with stars like a sea of smoke, he could precisely capture the one that belonged to him.

"What a wondrous feeling…" Su Yang murmured.

"I feel it too, as if it's a child I nurtured," Tiger nodded.

"That means all these stars… are proposals approved over the years by the Round Table Meeting," Su Yang said.

"Vast as a sea of smoke, countless," Tiger's gaze grew solemn.

The so‑called Old Era Remnant Faction is far larger than they imagined.

Fox's representation is likely only the tip of the iceberg in this boundless Starry Sky.

The Great World Struggle is even larger than they imagined.

"We may not have much time," Yao Ri said gravely.

"If we don't fight this life, who knows when the next chance will come," Tiger replied.

"Is there a way to shorten the Buffer Period?" Su Yang asked.

Both turned their heads simultaneously, their tone odd: "You want to jump the gun?"

"I used to think taking more rest was best, believing energy was the most precious."

"Only by replenishing spirit can one play the next game well; the sense of achievement after Clearance feels like redemption to me."

"Now time feels most precious, like a three‑kilometer race; our era lags far behind, and to catch up we must sprint with all our might."

"There are no shortcuts in the game; to overtake on the bend, one must cut rest time," Su Yang said.

"No, the members won't approve that Proposal," Tiger shook his head immediately.

For many, vying for the Golden Throne is too distant.

Not everyone possesses ambition like Su Yang's.

The reason is simple.

With an endless lifespan, why strain over it?

Moreover, they only need self‑serving Proposals; what does Ascend God have to do with him?

Simply living well is already a luxury.

Having them battle countless Old Era Remnant Faction members for the Great World lacks motivation.

Divine lifespans are endless, and players alike.

As time passes, their evolution will inevitably surpass mortals manyfold.

By then, lacking the Divine title matters not.

That is why, even within the competitive Round Table Meeting, some members still vote.

Their vision is long‑term, yet narrowly they see only what's before them, with no time for the sides.

"When one attains the Dao, even his chickens and dogs ascend, and if any era produces a Divine, they receive countless blessings; that might be a foothold," Su Yang said.

"That said, the process will sacrifice many; you gamble with their future, and no one will trust a New Era player to ascend that throne," Tiger explained.

The situation is clear and simple.

One is a player who entered the Public Test Server long ago, competing with a group of veterans from the Pioneer Server and Public Test Server for the top spot in combat power, level, Achievement and other leaderboards.

Without Pay‑to‑Win Mode, the outcome looks impossible to achieve.

It could even be called wildly fanciful.

Thus, if the Buffer Period shrank to seven days or less,

it would be a disaster for the vast majority of players.

They live by the principle of taking each day as it comes, enjoying the moment, and avoiding all conflicts.

They only wish to protect their own modest plot.

Now making them fight for a stranger over an exceedingly unlikely prize could cost them their lives.

A normal mind would never do that.

The sacrifice is wholly unequal.

Even if we step back ten thousand paces, even if Su Yang succeeds, can the blessings they truly receive guarantee total peace of mind?

They must keep playing the Death Game; there is no difference.

As for the so‑called Resurrection…

A tall tale!

"Those who don't want to fight die in limbo, those who want to fight are powerless; it seems we've fallen into a deadlock," Yao Ri's brows knit tightly.

"Perhaps Fox's arrival is a signal; if we have no chance at all, why would he go to such lengths to stir up trouble?" Su Yang said slowly.

"Where is the problem?" Tiger asked.

"We don't know yet, but after the next Death Game ends, the answer may surface," Su Yang speculated.

"Bai Lang and Xingchen, what do you think?" Yao Ri asked.

"Let him go; we can't even verify his true identity," Su Yang shrugged.

"What if I could find out?" Tiger's eyes flashed with a sharp cold light.

"A gamble?" a sudden idea flashed in Su Yang's mind.

"I'll make them die without a place to be buried!" Tiger's voice grew cold, and the surrounding temperature dropped sharply.

The words landed, and Su Yang couldn't help but feel a hidden dread.

The woman before him, barely a meter and sixty centimeters tall, harbored such massive energy within her body.

Moreover, from her tone, it didn't seem like a joke.

"Injustice has its source and debt its owner; when Fox meets me in the future, I will show no mercy," Su Yang said.

"Compared to external foes, these Traitors are even more nauseating; I will not let them continue to plague the Round Table Meeting and this world," Tiger declared with great righteousness.

Speaking of that, Su Yang suddenly Vision Perception Yao Ri, "May I boldly ask, have we met before?"

Yao Ri's eyes remained unchanged upon hearing that, and said lightly, "Since you know it's an offense, you shouldn't have asked."

"Are you hitting on me? Your approach is a bit too crude," Tiger teased.

Su Yang smiled at this, "I don't know why, but I find you oddly familiar, as if I've seen you somewhere before."

"Perhaps I'm reading too much into it; let's pretend I never said that."

Yao Ri said no more, turned and walked toward the departing Portal.

With his back to the two, beneath the Mask a complex, indescribable gaze emerged.

He then resolutely set off on his return, and before leaving said, "Hope we can meet again at the Round Table Meeting next time, farewell."

After she left, the remaining two exchanged a glance.

"Interested in the Permanent Seat?" Su Yang asked.

"It's a sure win!" Tiger said, each word deliberate.

"Regardless, thank you," Su Yang said earnestly.

"Cut the act; I'm also looking out for my own interests, don't think you're that important."

Tiger said no more, waved his hand and stepped into the Portal.

In the cold, quiet room, Su Yang slowly rose and gazed up at the Starry Sky overhead.

Countless starlights fell, splendid and magnificent.

The Star Dot tucked in the corner resembled a shy child, silent and tranquil.

He couldn't help but laugh out loud, "A tiny firefly point, daring to compete with the bright moon?"