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Chapter 832 Goal: To Continue Growing Stronger!
"Both Charlus and Dias are protectors?" Luo Jun asked in surprise. "But in ancient ruins, Charlus was clearly worshipped as a god, and that pyramid was indeed a miracle."

“The relationship between the maintainers and the true gods is still unclear.” Wan Guiyuan shook his head: “However, what is certain is that the maintainers did inherit some of the powers of the true gods, and in many ancient civilizations of the world, they were described as gods. From the information in some divine relics, we can determine whether the owner of the relics is a true god or a maintainer, but for some relics with insufficient information, it is basically impossible to distinguish them.”

Elder Yuan nodded in agreement: "After all, even the abilities of a demigod are incomparable to those of an ordinary ascension."

To ants, both mice and humans are powerful monsters, and it doesn't really matter to them who is stronger or weaker.

Luo Jun nodded upon hearing this. Based on the information he had previously gathered, ascension did not exist during the True God era. It was only after the fall of the ancient True Gods that cultivators began to gradually reach the Ascension realm. Furthermore, according to some worlds, thousands or tens of thousands of years ago, a group of second-generation New Gods appeared. He was willing to believe that these New Gods achieved Ascension through cultivation.
But then he frowned: "But I remember, isn't Dias also the Father worshipped by the Western Catholic Church in the main world? Since this belief still exists today, could it be that Dias is still alive?"

"Regarding this..." Wan Guiyuan and Elder Yuan exchanged a smile: "Why do you think we planned to expose the Pope and the High Priestess to the world their true nature as chaotic beings at the Pastoral Conference?"

Luo Jun frowned: "Wasn't it to expose them?"

“It’s not that simple.” Elder Yuan shook his head: “Now that we know their chaotic biological nature, we can just quietly get rid of them. There’s no need to make it known to the whole world. Letting the whole world see the true faces of the Pope and the High Priestess is actually to shake the faith of the Father Church.”

“We cannot be sure whether Diaz is still alive, let alone communicate with him. But since He established the Church of God, it means that He still cares about faith. So if the faith is shaken, it may provoke this defender to come forward.”

"Trying to lure the Protector out?" Luo Jun couldn't help but curl his lip upon hearing this. "That's a demigod-level being. What if they really come?"

"You've really come?" Wan Guiyuan chuckled. "Let's have a talk."

"President Wan is so confident?" Luo Jun was genuinely surprised.

"Don't forget, this is the land forsaken by the gods." Elder Yuan laughed. "The gods didn't establish rules here, not because they didn't want to. According to our observations, the laws of each great world are weakened in other worlds, but the weakening is most severe in the main world. The absence of an ancient true god here is likely because there are restrictions on the gods' powers. A demigod whose powers have been weakened might be a force that the combined power of the many ascended beings in the main world cannot easily withstand."

"The main world has this kind of effect?" Luo Jun stroked his chin. "Then what does Ling Yang mean by the Birthplace of Gods?"

"I don't know about that." Wan Guiyuan spread his hands. "This is the first time I've ever heard of this term either."

Luo Jun looked at Wan Guiyuan. Although his expression was normal, Luo Jun felt that the old man was not telling the truth, but he was too afraid to use the dice to verify it.

"Speaking of which," Wan Guiyuan steered the conversation back on track, "what kind of people are the maintainers of the [game]?"

“This…” Luo Jun shook his head: “I haven’t met the maintainer of Pa [Game]… To be precise, the one who affected me should be the maintainer of [Chaos].

"【Chaos】?" Wan Guiyuan frowned. "You mean the Chaos Quest?"

Now that things had come to this, Luo Jun didn't hide anything and told the two of them the origin of the Midnight Mask.

“I see…” Wan Guiyuan nodded: “It seems my previous guess was correct.”

"What speculation?" Luo Jun asked curiously.

“My speculation is that Chaos is not a rule created by a true god,” Wan Guiyuan said. “It is more like an existence at the level of a maintainer, using the relics and authority of a true god to combine elements from multiple worlds to construct an unstable system. The fact that the maintainer of Chaos can do this means that the authority it holds must be quite powerful, and it should be among the strongest demigods.”

Is Chang Kong really that powerful? Luo Jun was genuinely surprised when he recalled that disheveled appearance.

“But in any case, since it’s affected by the power of the maintainer, you probably won’t be able to remove it until you have the same level of power.” Wan Guiyuan sighed. “Or, you could try contacting the maintainer and let it do it itself.”

"That might not be so easy." Luo Jun had tried to communicate with Ziye, but had not received a response. His current situation was that Ziye might contact him, but he had no way to reach her.

"Since there's no way to deal with it, let's not dwell on it. Let's look at some practical issues first." Old Yuan brought the topic back on track: "What do we do about the news of this kid's death? I feel that it won't be long before the whole world believes he's dead."

“That’s easy.” Luo Jun didn’t take it seriously at all: “Although I can’t take off the mask, I don’t necessarily have to do the clarification myself. Just let Ashlia appear in public looking like me.”

“It’s not uncommon for Noble Phantasms to mimic appearances,” Yuan Lao said. “If everyone believes you’re dead, any new one that suddenly appears will be seen as an imposter. After all, you’re quite famous now.”

"It's alright, just show me some of the treasures I used at the Tianyuan Tournament, like the Rage Mech..." At this point, Luo Jun suddenly froze.

"What's wrong?" Elder Yuan asked Luo Jun.

“My Rage Mech… has been upgraded…” Luo Jun recalled that he had previously fused the Rage Mech with the Free Mech, and now it had become a behemoth nearly a hundred meters tall, with almost no trace of the original Rage Mech.

"It's alright. The upgraded mecha has already made its debut in the martial arts world, and the explorers of Bainamen can vouch for it!" Luo Jun said.

“In my opinion, you don’t need to waste your energy,” Wan Guiyuan suddenly said. “So what if you die? It’s not so bad.”

"Huh?" Luo Jun was taken aback, not understanding what Chairman Wan meant.

“Since you won the championship, you’ve almost never been in the main world, so you probably don’t quite understand your ‘situation’.” Wan Guiyuan shook his head: “As the most prestigious Tianyuan Tournament in history, it produced the ‘weakest’ champion. Do you know how many people want to challenge you now?”

"A challenge?" Luo Jun blinked. "Then let them come. My championship is earned through real hard work. What's a few challengers?" "Not just a few," Wan Guiyuan said. "Official personnel are somewhat restrained, but do you know how many independent cultivators are watching you? As long as you appear in the main world, people will constantly come to cause trouble, even going to your school, your friends, and Ningdong City. What will you do then? Kill them one by one?"

"Then I'll find an opportunity to show my strength." Now that things have come to this, Luo Jun has no intention of continuing to pretend.

“I’m afraid not many people will believe it.” Old Yuan shook his head: “If you publicly prove your abilities, it will only make people think you’re guilty. Prejudice in people’s hearts is a mountain. If they believe you are all talk and no action, then whatever you do will only make things worse. Old Wan is right. Since they all think you’re dead, we might as well play along. It will be easier to carry out the plan.”

"I heard from Shouzhen that you also know about the Mythical Stone Tablet, right?" Wan Guiyuan looked at Luo Jun and said, "According to the prophecy, there are less than four years until the True God descends. What exactly is the True God, what does his descent mean, and what kind of reaction will it cause? Everything is still unknown."

“You are the only saint of this era, and you have taken a completely different path of cultivation from us. If that unknown future is indeed a disaster, then you are the biggest variable for humanity in this disaster.” Wan Guiyuan’s face rarely showed a serious expression: “I consider myself to have almost reached the end of the path of ascension. If I want to go further, I can only try to obtain the authority of a true god, or at least the authority of a maintainer. But you are different. No one has walked your path, so no one knows where the upper limit is.”

"Four years is just the time from the moment we saw the stone slab. As for how long the stone slab has been there, or how much time we have left, no one knows. I hope you can seize all your energy and time to improve yourself. Even if it's for the sake of this main world."

“Alright…” Wan Guiyuan’s words made Luo Jun think for a moment. “I have a general idea, but it may require the cooperation of the Yuan Cultivation Association… I want to obtain access to all the doors that have been opened in the main world so far.”

“No problem,” Wan Guiyuan said with a smile. “I can make decisions about domestic matters immediately, and I’ll negotiate about international ones… Where are you going now?”

Luo Jun now indeed has an opportunity to further enhance his strength. He has two main tasks at hand. One is to take advantage of obtaining the reusable charger to translate the Master's Manual as quickly as possible and cultivate its contents. The second is to collect materials from various worlds and go to the God of Wealth to refine a top-grade Spirit-Locking Pill.

As for the materials for the Soul-Locking Pill, he now has the River-Sinking Stone from the Wilderness. He will eventually have to go to the Martial World, and what he needs to collect first should be the top-level ghosts from the Supernatural.

“I want to go to the [paranormal] place,” Luo Jun said.

“No problem.” Wan Guiyuan immediately contacted the Southwest Branch. On the other side, Elder Yuan looked at Luo Jun with some emotion.

“You kid, when I first met you, you were just a clueless kid. In just over a year, you’ve grown into someone who can influence the fate of the world.”

"No matter what I become, you will always be my master," Luo Jun said with a grin.

"I am unworthy of the title of Master," Elder Yuan shook his head. "I can't teach you anything more. You have to walk the road ahead on your own. All I can do is silently cheer you on."

"Don't say that, Master. You are my pillar of strength." Luo Jun smiled and said, "I lost my parents when I was young, and my only loving grandfather also passed away a few years ago. Originally, I had nothing left to hold me in this world. If it weren't for you leading me into the world of cultivation, I wouldn't have the abilities I have today. You could say that you are my only family in this world."

"Alright, you two stop with your heart-to-heart talk." Wan Guiyuan walked over. "I've already made the arrangements. You can go to the southwest anytime; it's opening time anyway. How about I arrange a private jet for you?"

"No need for that," Luo Jun said with a smile. "I can fly faster myself. Well then, Chairman Wan, Master, I'll take my leave!"

"Alright, when you go out later, the clerk will give you a token. Take it with you, and the people in the Southwest Branch will naturally cooperate with you."

Watching Luo Jun leave, Old Yuan couldn't help but sigh, "That kid is really promising. We old folks can't let the young people down."

Upon hearing his words, Wan Guiyuan was slightly taken aback: "What, you're planning to go?"

Mr. Yuan shook his head: "They specifically named me; it wouldn't be right for me to avoid them."

“I thought that with the return of the Kiss of the Goddess of Life, your physical functions would be restored to their peak, and with your understanding of Yuan Qi over the years, you would be able to break through to the Ascension Realm. At that time, even if you went to see him, you would have the ability to protect yourself.” Wan Guiyuan frowned and said, “But now, I am not at all at ease with you like this.”

"How about this, let Luo Jun come with you?"

"No, that guy specifically asked me to go by myself!" Old Yuan refused decisively. "I know my rebellious disciple's personality best. If I go by myself, he'll probably try to reason with me out of consideration for our past master-disciple relationship. But if I bring him along, with such a gifted junior brother right in front of him, he definitely won't let him go..."

“Luo Jun is growing up very fast. I believe he will be able to surpass his senior brother in time, but for now, I don’t think he can.” Old Yuan shook his head: “Don’t worry, I know what I’m doing.”

…………

Meanwhile, Luo Jun took to the air after leaving Yuandu. Even with his cruising speed of walking on the moon, it only took him a dozen minutes to arrive at Puhua Mountain Academy in the Southwest Branch.

With Wan Guiyuan's prior arrangements and his proof of identity, he naturally had a smooth journey and quickly arrived at the [Supernatural] location.

“Peak-level vengeful ghosts…” Luo Jun stroked his chin: “Although I killed quite a few last time, this time I’m suddenly asked to find them, and I really don’t know where to start…”

"Right, let's go ask the old Celestial Master first!"

With that thought in mind, he took to the air and headed straight for Liangyi Mountain.

But just as he was flying over a bustling city, he suddenly sensed an unusually powerful ghostly aura!

"This is..." Luo Jun frowned, braked mid-air, and swooped down toward the origin of the ghostly aura, the tallest skyscraper in the city.

(End of this chapter)