Chapter 468: Fellow Daoist, why not hear me out and gain some insight?

Hmph, good timing!

Earlier, he was successively attacked and killed by three powerful magic dragons over level seventy, causing the God's Chosen to be captured and made a bandit's wife; now he might already be busy as hell, and all this made the proud and arrogant Lord Xi seethe with anger.

Now seeing the giant bear hiding in the monster pile finally willing to move, humming and hawing, twisting its skin drum and shifting its den, he naturally took a big stride forward, mighty and heavy, and aimed a furious, intentional punching blow at his belly.

Damn! (the incantation for activating a mysterious martial art)

Bear Demon King:???

The poor old bear didn't even know what he'd done wrong, just felt a heart‑wrenching pain in his abdomen, and his huge body was directly sent flying back over ten meters in a sorry state.

If it weren't for his bear hide being as thick as battleship armor, and his qi and blood exceeding seven hundred, he'd probably have been blasted a big hole by that punch.

But the most pitiable is that magic wolf which thought it had found an ultra‑reliable shield, closely following the king step for step.

Hmm, what's stuck on me?

Because it was the one whose skull had been smashed by sitting, it was dragged out from the crevice by the Bear Demon King gritting his teeth in pain.

This thing is just too scary; the old bear, who already spoke poorly and wasn't very bright, immediately burst out cursing.

Grandma's, what kind of hero is a sneak attack? If you've got the guts, fight me with real swords and spears!

Then Lord Xi stepped back, using his leg as a blade, horizontally kicking and smashing out three big teeth, harshly teaching him why masters don't talk while fighting.

And while the Bear Demon King was serving as a punching bag for the three magic dragon leaders, the Lizard Demon King who went out with him also fared no better.

Because he relied on his little cleverness—'That human duke is strong, so I'll go attack their reinforcements'—he ran head‑on into……

Fellow Daoist, the sunset is boundlessly beautiful; why not stop and enjoy it with me instead of rushing about?

His whole body covered in ash, hair tied in a bun, a heavenly eye on his forehead, a divine snake coiled around his neck, a smile on his face, and his five hearts facing heaven.

At some point, the Lizard Demon King noticed before him a venerable old man radiating divine aura, as if his whole body shone with brilliant golden‑white hair.

!!!

He was naturally stunned by this sight, about to retreat and question, but realized that more than one figure had appeared before him.

Beside that old man clearly stood a yellow‑skinned, four‑armed, elephant‑headed human‑bodied figure sitting cross‑legged, with an equally kind countenance.

And behind them, it was even more extraordinarily lively.

Someone in a long robe smiles while holding a flower, like a student tilting an ear to listen.

Someone clad in a white robe with double wings on the back stands side by side like a guard.

Someone with a topknot holds a treasure sword, glaring like a judge.

Not only that, there is also……

The Lizard Demon King, who had long lived in the mountains and seen little of the world, was instantly dazzled and stared agape.

After staring blankly for who knows how long, he finally spoke in a trembling voice.

I… I… sir! May I ask who you are?

Hahahaha……

According to the multiverse bigwig theory, that old man first let out a laugh of indeterminate meaning that had to exist and even came with its own echo.

Only then did his face show pity, as he uttered a sentence word by word.

Child, I am the Savior.

……

Well, let's be objective.

He!

He is the choice of the gods, the answer to all things, an incarnation of Shiva, a savior from endless distant realms, the first god of the player faction, and also the first extraordinary being to ascend to quasi‑godhood.

The pride of the sub‑continent peoples, the lord of all teachings, the Magic Flute Old Immortal!

And at His side is the true first god of the player faction, but out of reverence for the Lord he has yielded this title, loyal and steadfast, taking the holy edict as his command.

The devout chief disciple of the Lord, the God of Trickling Flow!

As for those behind them, there are four bodhisattvas, five angels, six realm officials, seven heavenly honored ones……

No matter whether this crowd of demons and monsters are players or NPCs, the old immortal simply brings along a highly diverse and thoroughly globalized human‑teaching divine court when he goes out!

Such a lineup is something even many Yangyue True Gods can't muster (after all, they still dislike losing face); wanting to scare this mountain‑country bumpkin Lizard Demon King is hardly a challenge.

So the question arises: why did the Magic Flute assemble such a mismatched entourage for himself?

The reason is simple: because everyone does it!

Although officials from all countries come to the Yangyue World surely for their own interests, since everyone claims to be civilized, at least in appearance they must act like good people.

Thus, when each country obtains major intelligence about the Yangyue World, they each, more or less, communicate with others through their own ways, appearing as if they are willing to unite everyone.

Especially in those quirky places where the United Nations can't settle big issues and small matters don't even make it to the table, discussing some affairs of the Yangyue World is just right.

Thus, Huaxia, which developed anti‑magic tanks, took the lead in the 'Yangyue Tank Development Plan', preparing to drive everyone together to open the door to mechanization in Yangyue.

And the White Eagle also announced it would release part of the research results of super‑abled individuals, while establishing the 'Yangyue Technology Implementation Committee', hoping that countries could jointly study the possibility of reproducing these things on Earth.

East and West all sprang into action; the self‑proclaimed Southern leader, the Tianzhu people, naturally unwilling to lag behind, went about recruiting various religious charlatans to form the 'Human Teaching', whose name alone is extremely bizarre, aiming to achieve a religious victory directly.

So the Lizard Demon King today is indeed fortunate, having run head‑on into this terrifyingly extreme Human Teaching heavenly host!

Moreover, that old immortal, even before becoming a god and still just an ordinary person, could rely on his silver tongue to hoodwink the Trickling Flow, whose appearance closely resembles an elephant god, into becoming his chief disciple.

Now, with the divine halo upon him and everyone's firepower at full blast, capturing a mere lizard is still no easy feat?

Alas, having finally gained sentience, if we still fight over every disagreement, wouldn't that waste years of cultivation?

Yet the world is never lacking in foolish ones who persist in error, defy heaven, and ultimately meet only the fate of death and the vanishing of the Dao.

So, I see that this fellow Daoist possesses wisdom roots and a heart inclined to goodness; why not sit here and hear another word from me?

And while the ignorant Lizard Demon King was being surrounded by a large group of Tianzhu people, preparing to have a good enlightenment……

On Falling God Peak, the demon lord Patriticia also completed her final spell, formally beginning the inheritance ritual of the Violet Lightning Divinity.

Although Ji Ming, standing outside, could not see what was happening inside the divine stone space, he could not know the progress of the inheritance ritual.

But actually, from the stone wall's light that flickers like a heartbeat, yet overall it's a purple light growing brighter, one can roughly guess a thing or two.

But this purple light is utterly insensitive; in the gradually dimming sky, it becomes as blinding as a searchlight, so glaring that even Ji Ming can hardly stare at it.

Damn, a lighthouse?

Moreover, not only that, as if eager to let everyone know something big is happening here, an extremely thick and terrifying aura spreads out.

Uh, a signal tower too?

Now it's convenient—Ji Ming doesn't even need to open the Player Forum to search where the farthest observation report is located.

Because he has already sensed an extremely familiar gaze descending upon this place, coming from the icy moon above.

Whoa, am I here?

Well, now Ji Ming knows why the demon lord, even without wanting to lose face, also forced the demon beasts to rebel.

This damn thing even roused the Three-Body folks; without a thick, hard shield, you'll likely get swept up in the crowd's chaos and end up in a mess.

And it's precisely because this long-planned rebellion exists that it helped the demon lord draw away the first wave of firepower.

As a result, the millions of beings on the battlefield below, although they immediately sensed the abnormality on the mountain, were too busy fighting to have any time, and they didn't think they could manage to find out what was happening there.

On the contrary, Lord Xi, upon seeing this, while startled, also let out a small sigh of relief.

Hah, it seems these demon dragons indeed have other plans!

That they seized the god's chosen is probably just a whim; they likely…… haven't acted yet…… right?

... Ugh ah ah ah, you thieving bear, take another punch!

And because he had no combat ability, merely holding down the middle army, Lord Hu quickly entered a detective-like state.

Practical drills, beast uprising, demon dragons appearing, plus the current changes at Falling God Peak...

Could it be that the Purple Lightning God actually has some inheritance?

But even if he guessed the truth of the matter, right now he faces a million‑scale massive battlefield, and where could he spare manpower to go up the mountain to investigate?

He could only shake his head helplessly, lamenting that he always thought himself supremely clever, yet ended up being served a dish at his own doorstep.

And on the mountaintop temple platform, Ji Ming casually took out a chair and sat down, wanting to see whether the demon lord would first complete the inheritance, or the heavenly mechanism moon would first intervene.

However, the facts proved otherwise; the first to arrive here turned out to be the Second Commander, who after patrolling another circle quietly returned to the temple.

Greed is a weakness even gods cannot escape, especially for the dragon clan, whose name is practically synonymous with it, even giving rise to the term 'dragon sickness'.

Moreover, if one asks oneself honestly, how many would willingly forever bear the title 'Second' and accept being second‑best?

Thus, at this moment the Second Commander's dragon mouth slightly open, wearing a look of longing at the purple rock wall, really no different from an ordinary mortal.

Moreover, as he kept looking, he began to mutter to himself as if bewitched.

If that stone monster isn't lying and the Purple Lightning divinity can truly be inherited, then Her Majesty…… could she really become a Zhen Shen?

Anyway, waiting was boring, so Ji Ming, idle, replied.

Ask me?

But even then, the Second Commander hadn't forgotten her arrogance, turning her head and speaking fiercely.

Did I ask you? You worm, what do you know!

Forget it.

She's already like that, a ten‑thousand‑year‑old corpse, why are you still arguing with her?

Ji Ming, endowed with great internet wisdom, chose to comply.

Oh, fine, I'll be meddling then, Smimma C, go on.

But he had complied, yet the Second Commander still brooded, lowering her head and pondering for a while.

Do you have any ideas?

Hey, do you have any ideas?

After asking twice, the Second Commander suddenly moved, her massive form blocking Ji Ming's view.

I'm asking you! Do you have any ideas?

You said I couldn't speak…… uh, fine, I'll tell you.

Ji Ming stood up and put back on that light ring that's so easy for others to mistake for a basket.

First, as a well‑known divine choice of a major contemporary sect, I studied a lot of theological knowledge to secure this position.

If you don't believe me, whenever you get the chance you can go to Qixia City and ask—who doesn't know my name, Ji Ming?

So what I want to tell you is, I don't believe a word that stone says, because that guy is most likely lying to you!

Put bluntly, his whole theory is just nonsense; getting half the sentences true would be good, and even those five are mostly meaningless filler.

The Second Commander froze, furrowed her brows, and questioned.

If such a thing exists…… then why didn't you just tell His Majesty earlier?

You, you…… are the consort appointed by His Majesty! Your future is bright—what good could killing her do you?

Ji Ming also flared up, thinking: if you think it's a good thing, why don't you go up there yourself!

What's up, there are also people in this world stopping you, not letting the two mother dragons clash?

But he certainly didn't say that out loud; he just shook his head.

If I had said that just now, would Your Majesty believe me?

Hah, I even think that if you weren't lacking confidence, you wouldn't have come to listen to me.

The Second Commander fell silent, stood there a moment, then pretended she hadn't asked anything and flapped her wings away from the platform.

Her pea‑sized brain surely can't figure it out, but what Ji Ming said is actually one of the fundamental reasons why dragons will nearly go extinct in the Yangyue World.

A notorious show-off once said.

——In this world, good people don't die, bad people don't die; the only ones who die are fools!

There is also a saying that goes.

——If you don't listen to the elders, you'll suffer loss right before your eyes.

However, it's a pity that the giant dragon clan, all of them single-minded brutes, upon seeing anything only think of charging headfirst, wishing they could forge a path with sheer force.

From ancient times to now, the number of giant dragons that have died because of this is countless.

Even Bu Long Fei Er De, who could be called an oddity among dragons, had become a lazy silver dragon, yet still could not escape this curse.

While inspecting the relics of an ancient battlefield, because she was too lazy to take a detour, she accidentally burrowed into someone's newly built lair and died at the claws of those demon dragons.

Moreover, the giant dragons' enthusiasm for creating hybrids with other races, contrasted with their reluctance to propagate purebreds among their own kind, makes it hard for the dragon clan not to go extinct.

(End of chapter)