Hegemons Call-out System

"Oh, do I really mean that much to them?

Long Xuan said self-deprecatingly.

The white clothed female had a serious expression on her face as she spoke to Long Xuan seriously, "Young Hero Long, to be honest, even though this little lady does not know what heights you will reach in the future, but the people of our Spirit Clan are willing to bet with you, even if we have to pay a huge price, we will not hesitate."

"Oh, why?"

Long Xuan asked somewhat playfully.

Although his question was very casual, it was to probe the bottom line of the white-clothed girl in front of him. He knew nothing about the white-clothed girl in front of him, while the other party knew everything about him.

As expected, after hearing Long Xuan's question, the white clothed female slowly nodded her head and said, "You don't need to ask this question, this little girl will also say it out loud. No matter what, since we have chosen you, Young Hero, we must at least have the greatest amount of trust in us."

Looking at the girl's pair of clear and pure eyes, Long Xuan didn't know why, but in his heart, he was actually somewhat willing to believe the young girl in front of him.

The lady in white stood up and bowed towards Long Xuan, then said: "I am Yelv Feiyan, the Holy Maiden of the Spirit Clan, and did not reveal my identity earlier, I hope that Young Master Long will forgive me."

Hearing that the other party had finally revealed her identity, Long Xuan was a little surprised, after all, the two of them had been chatting for a long time, but the two of them had never introduced each other, so at this time, the other party had reported his identity.

Understanding the other party's intentions, Long Xuan also stood up and returned the greeting, then said: "Nothing, I did not introduce myself just now, and am lacking in manners."

Hearing Long Xuan's words, she smiled sweetly and said softly: "Forget it, everyone here is a child of the martial arts world, so why don't you take care of these fake gifts?"

When Long Xuan heard this, he also chuckled. "Alright, then I'll listen to Miss Yeshi."

The two of them sat down once again, but Yelv Feiyan smiled and spoke out once more: "I'm sure Young Hero doesn't understand why our Spirit Race would come looking for you right now, right?"

"Indeed, I am indeed a bit curious. I hope that Miss Yale can enlighten me."

"Then this little girl will first explain to Young Hero the situation of our Spirit Race in seven realms. Young Hero will naturally know."

Seeing Long Xuan slightly nod his head, Yelv Feiyan continued to speak, "After the seven realms experienced the great war between the gods and devils, many strong races slowly declined, especially the human race's strong reproductive ability, which was a disaster for all the clans in the seven realms. Even the god race could only firmly defend their realm in the face of such power, and humans naturally became the dominant race in the seven realms.

As for us, the Spirit Race, even though we have a long lifespan, we have a low fecundity. Every time we give birth to a clan member, it will take a few decades, or even a hundred years, causing our Spirit Race to be extremely rare, and after experiencing the Great War of the Gods and Demons in the ancient times, the Spirit Race is unable to receive any more people. Although the Spirit Race has a Martial Saint, it is difficult for us to reach the glory of the ancient times.

As she said till here, she sighed softly. Looking at Long Xuan's serious face, she knew that his words had garnered the attention of the other party. As a human cultivator, although it was Long Xuan's first time hearing such words, he understood that what the other party said was very likely to be true. It was just that the human cultivators were already a serious threat to the various races, so he did not take it to heart.

But at this moment, he was rather interested in the legend of the god race. Seems like that was the reason why the other party chose him.

"Oh, what is this legend? I can let you entrust the fate of the entire Spirit Race to me. "

Long Xuan still asked out loud.

At this moment, Yelv Feiyan's expression had also become somewhat serious. She had been staring at Long Xuan, and only after hearing Long Xuan's question, did she say: "There has always been a legend within the God Clan. As long as one is able to pass through the God Clan's forbidden techniques, they can become a true god."

"A True God?" Long Xuan asked curiously.

Hearing Long Xuan's question, Yelv Feiyan's face revealed a solemn expression. She lowered her head even more and said in a low voice, "True Gods are the true essence of the gods, the supreme existence which surpasses the God King. In the ancient times, there were several True Gods, but after the Primordial Era, all of these True Gods disappeared."

He had never heard of these secrets that the other party had told him before. In the past, he thought that the immortals were all extraordinary existences, but now, he understood that the road of cultivation was still too far away from him.

With a bitter smile, he said to Yelv Feiyan, "Miss Yale, this one has truly been taught a lesson today. I didn't expect there to be an even stronger existence than the Divine King."

Looking at Long Xuan, Yelv Feiyan forced a smile on her face. She said softly to Long Xuan: "When I heard this news, I was also very surprised."

Long Xuan looked at her, pointed at himself and laughed bitterly: "You think that I will reach that height in the future?"

Yelv Feiyan nodded seriously.

Long Xuan couldn't help but laugh. It was really difficult for him to understand the thoughts of the Spirit Race people. Right now, he was still miles away from becoming an Immortal, but the other party said that he would become a True God in the future. This made Long Xuan feel very funny.

However, Yelv Feiyan had a serious look on his face, and he asked in disbelief: "Miss Yelu, just based on a legend like this, your Spirit Clan wouldn't have firmly believed that I would become a true god in the future, right?"

Yelv Feiyan nodded once again.

Long Xuan was rather speechless. He stared blankly at the other party, yet countless words floated around in his mind — "mother of shit".