My Ability Is Role-playing

Chapter 598 - 592: Three Matters



Chapter 598 - 592: Three Matters

[Ji] is different from some of the old sly gods in the [Divine Court].

He is a diligent and inquisitive god who is eager to embrace new things. Otherwise, he would not have ascended to the middle-rank god seat at a mere age of less than a hundred thousand.

Although restricted by the rules of the Divine Court, [Ji] has never personally descended upon the Chuanke Star System. However, he has acquired a number of historical textbooks on the Chuanke Civilization through certain channels.

By comparing the two, the historical records from 160,000 years ago seem full of flaws, riddled with numerous holes—traces that would be left only by human tampering.

Many of the altered parts are of no concern to [Ji].

There is only one point he has always cared about—on the records of "Artificial Deities," there exists an astonishing degree of similarity between the Divine Court and the historical records of the Chuanke Civilization.

160,000 years ago, the Artificial Deities of the Chuanke Civilization were known as "Star-Senders" or "Star Driving Level powerhouses."

They possessed the horrifying capability to alter the orbits of stars and propel planets to migrate.

Even true middle-rank gods, only a very few could achieve such feats.

After all, migrating planets to other star systems...

It’s too costly.

The Faith Power Crystals consumed in such a process are astronomical.

Besides a few wealthy individuals, even experienced middle-rank gods wouldn’t do such a thing if they had the capability.

With that time and energy, they might as well spend a little money to buy a suitable life planet, which is easy and cost-efficient.

However...

Artificial Deities are ultimately different from True Gods.

The vast majority only possess a high level of life but lack matching combat experience and strength.

Those so-called "Star Driving Level", their strengths vary greatly, with some weaker ones even unable to reach the combat power of lower-rank gods.

The most fatal point is...

They are all short-lived species, with some not even living for a century, making them laughably short-lived to a god.

Yet...

Among those Artificial Deities, there emerged an ultra-rare individual with combat power rivaling upper-rank gods—known by the true name "Chuan," reportedly having power comparable to upper-rank gods.

He was the strongest overlord among the Artificial Deities, and back in the day, led the Chuanke Civilization to its peak, dominating multiple star systems. Only because his actions were too wildly domineering, disrupting the ecological balance of several star systems, he was surrounded by several upper-rank gods from the Divine Court, backstabbed by his comrade named "Ke," and finally, suffering severe injuries, barely left a legacy before he fell and died.

Even in death, that Chuan signed a Peace Covenant with the [Divine Court], preserving the flames of the Chuanke Civilization.

Of course, the above information is merely historical texts on the "Literature Star" under the Divine Court.

Although the chaotic battle from 160,000 years ago did indeed occur, [Ji] believes that there may not be much credibility to it.

Self-rhetoric and historical modification are housekeeping skills and ancestral crafts for any advanced civilization and are simply impossible to lose.

Originally, [Ji] always believed that these so-called "histories" were likely fake, a shameless self-praising act by those old gods to save face against their past enemies. There’s no possible way to mass-produce true god-level combat power in the world.

But today...

His belief wavered.

After all...

The Blazing Red Divine Dragon before him truly exists, and its soul age is indeed less than one year.

If he wasn’t catalyzed into being...

How noble must a life be to have power comparable to a middle-rank god just months after birth?

The opponent did not leave [Ji] much time to ponder.

He lifted his head stiffly, like a mechanical puppet about to run out of power, and before he could say anything, the opponent launched an attack.

[Ji] only felt a gust of fishy wind rushing at him, and the shadow named death suddenly enveloped his heart.

His mind raced, immediately gathering his thoughts and summoning three teams of guards.

The silhouettes of ferocious beasts flooded the sky.

The numerical advantage allowed [Ji] to regain some sense of safety.

He didn’t forget the mission that brought him to Earth.

However...

Before avenging the idol and eliminating those enemies, he must first solve the immediate problem and send the crucial information back to the [Divine Court]!

[Ji] stared intently at the Blazing Red Divine Dragon, his expression stern: "What of Artificial Deities?"

"Accumulation, foundation, and combat experience are your weaknesses!"

"Without an overwhelming numerical advantage, someone like you is no match!"

"My loyal servants..."

"Charge!"

"Destroy him!"

[Ji] knew that his display had a certain degree of bluffing.

But he really had no better options now.

To use a Blazing Red Divine Dragon with combat power comparable to a middle-rank god as a servant to be manipulated at will...

The mysteriously vanished [Profound Immortal] Zhao Guanlan, just how strong is he?

And for someone as strong as Zhao Guanlan, who reduced him to such a state?

[Ji] didn’t believe he truly offended Zhao Guanlan.

What does "Not allowing you to speak" even mean?

It sounds like a random excuse.

Zhao Guanlan, that bastard, was probably beaten badly by someone stronger and was in a bad mood, just wanting to find a god to vent!

Why they are fighting is not important.

What’s important is...

To defeat the Blazing Red Divine Dragon in front, survive!

...

Earth, China.

Beijing, Guangyu Academy.

Whoosh!

Zhao Guanlan had only disappeared for a moment before returning to the hall.

The difference was that his smile had become even more radiant, and the black eye circles that seemed like he was punched vanished. Even so, the sharp-eyed audience in the livestream still captured the changes in him.

"So you’re saying Cangming’s fourth and third heir just went out for a fight?"

"Isn’t it obvious? Do you need someone to analyze it for you?"

"Century Grand Play: Ye Fengqing VS Zhao Guanlan!"

"It’s a pity not to witness it in person, otherwise..."

"Otherwise, you would drop dead on the spot—you bunch of sand sculptures always ignore the words of the [Prophet]. The battle between the Cangming Overlords would affect you even if you’re a hundred thousand miles away, causing instant death, understand?"

"So, who won?"

"Zhao Guanlan: Look at the panda eyes I just got, then ask your question. Thank you, I guarantee in the name of [Profound Immortal] that I won’t kill you on the spot."

"Hohoho...who said [Profound Immortal] was invincible across the cosmos, undefeated everywhere, laughing amidst all heavens, never losing in a duel? Come out! I have a meme to send!"

"Ye Fengqing: Who says invincible? Who dares claim undefeated?"

"Zhao Guanlan: Thanks for the invite, I didn’t say that."

"Just a bystander, objectively speaking, today’s [Profound Immortal] was probably not at his best, performance issues, if he was at peak state... hahaha, I can’t make it up anymore, whoever wants to earn this fifty cents can take it! [Lord of the Red Lotus], forever godlike!"

"That’s too much! Didn’t Zhao Guanlan do anything bad? Why slander him so much, don’t you feel guilty?"

"A thousand kowtows warning!"

"Whole family will drop dead warning!"

"Drink nuclear waste warning!"

"Life Span Tax warning!"

"These are all bad deeds done by members of the Profound Immortal Team, why drag Zhao Guanlan into it? He’s innocent, alright!"

"Zhao Guanlan: What Profound Immortals did has nothing to do with me, Zhao Guanlan. Why falsely accuse an innocent soul?"

"Lord Ye Fengqing is here too! She seems to have something to say!"

"Sand sculptures, put down your keyboards and await quietly!"

"Yes!"

Ye Fengqing lightly tore through space with a white pristine hand.

She walked leisurely through a wormhole as if on a spring outing, descended into the hall, nodded slightly to Ma Ran, then turned her gaze to the camera.

"Three things."

As Ye Fengqing’s words fell, many people paying attention to this "Seven Vortex Swordsmanship Adventure" on Earth suddenly felt their perspective being elevated and expanded by an incomprehensible force...


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