Douluo Continent: Reincarnated as the Rock King Emperor, Wandering the Mortal World

Chapter 343: Thousand Rock Set

The Body Sect has learned some things about recent events on the mainland, especially regarding certain monsters.

Even the elders of the Body Sect had to exert all their strength to kill the monster, and they still couldn't guarantee they wouldn't get injured.

Fortunately, these monsters don't seem to be very intelligent.

The group looked grave, filled with worry about the future of the Body Sect.

With great power comes great responsibility. If they don't clear out these monsters, who will?

The Body Sect is growing stronger, which should be a cause for celebration, but the continent is also undergoing tremendous changes, which truly makes them tremble with fear.

"Sect Master, we didn't encounter any monsters emanating black energy. Perhaps we were just lucky..."

An elder bowed to Zhongli and said with a solemn expression, "When dealing with these monsters, Elder Zhang Hu faced them head-on and was injured."

They were some injuries, but they were not minor ones.

At this point, everyone lowered their heads. Indeed, those monsters were too bizarre, and even they, as Title Douluos with their own martial souls, found them somewhat difficult to handle.

It could also be said that they were careless, which led to Zhang Hu's injury.

As if he had just thought of something, Du Bafang's eyes lit up.

If he remembered correctly, Zhongli should have already reached the point where he could absorb faith!

To reach his level of power, one only needs to absorb enough faith power, and becoming a god is within reach.

The appearance of these monsters is also an opportunity, isn't it?

Thinking of this, Du Bafang said, "Please, Sect Master, gather the faith of the entire sect. If that's not enough, we will vigorously develop the faith to help the Sect Master become a god!"

Only God can suppress all changes. If faith is developed at this time, how could there be few believers?

"Given the current situation, we need a god to suppress the chaos of the world!"

"It is said that the birth of every god involves a major incident that requires God to contend for and cleanse it."

"The Sect Master is currently the most promising candidate to become a god. With such a massive upheaval occurring on the continent, it is certain that the Sect Master's ascension to godhood is necessary!"

Everyone quickly echoed, saying that as long as Zhongli became a god, their Body Sect would not only rise in status, but would also be able to survive the ensuing changes.

Zhong Li's expression remained unchanged, but he felt somewhat helpless.

Do these people really want him to become a god?

Paimon sat beside Zhongli without saying a word, but his big eyes kept darting around.

The divine position still resides in Morax; he is not only a demon god, but also a god.

Even without this divine position, he is still Morax, the Geo Archon; but with this divine position, he is still the Geo Archon of Liyue.

Even after traversing the world, he remains a true god.

He could have lived a peaceful retirement, but from now on, he won't be able to enjoy it.

"If everyone is like a dragon, it doesn't matter whether I become a god or not."

"Sect Master, please reconsider!"

"For the sake of all living beings, you must become a god!"

Du Bafang and the others were unaware of Zhongli's background, so they were still troubled by Zhongli's reluctance to become a god.

"Sigh~"

Zhong Li sighed silently. He understood that running away wouldn't solve the problem.

Judging from the current situation, he will be exposed sooner or later, and that day will not be long.

If only the other seven rulers of the mortal realm were here.

"I'll consider it."

"yes!"

The crowd responded excitedly, saying that if Zhongli really became a god, it would only be beneficial to them, and there would be no harm at all!

After everyone left, Zhongli sat in a chair and closed his eyes to rest, as if he was thinking about something.

Three thousand disciples of the Body Sect, these three thousand people...

"If you have time, craft the Three Thousand Rock Set."

After a long while, Zhongli finally opened his eyes and murmured.

"Zhongli, are you planning to turn them into the Thousand Rock Army?"

The Thousand Rock Set, isn't that the set from the ancient Thousand Rock Army?

This is a set of equipment with stackable attributes; if there are enough people, it's not impossible to rival a demon god. (Demon gods also vary in strength; it's quite possible to rival a weaker demon god.)

Upon hearing this, Zhongli glanced at Paimon, nodded, and said nothing more.

If it's just the power from Douluo Continent, without any other forces intervening, then the members of the Body Sect would be quite good.

However, this is because other forces have intervened, and it is extremely difficult to resist them by relying solely on the power of the Douluo Continent.

To put it bluntly, apart from the somewhat amazing soul skills, Douluo Continent is just a mid-level martial arts world, and it can't even be considered a high-level martial arts world.

There's debate about the ceiling of fantasy fiction, but there's only one true example of the lower rungs of the genre...

"Let's go back to the manor first and then talk."

Xianyun and Diluc were staying at Zhongli Mansion at the time and did not come over.

"Um."

Time passed, and when Zhongli and Paimeng returned to the Zhongli Manor, Qianrenxue had been waiting for them for a long time.

Her face held a strange, fascinating expression, tinged with disbelief.

At this moment, she was chatting casually with Xianyun.

"Let me tell you, when Gan Yu was little, she was chubby and round. Whenever she came up the mountain with me, she would always tumble down the cliff if I wasn't careful..."

"Once, when she rolled down the cliff, there happened to be a..."

At this point, Xianyun saw Zhongli and Paimeng. The former remained expressionless, while the latter's expression had changed.

As expected of a master of conversation, he loves to talk about Gan Yu and Shen He's childhood. Isn't that definitely a dark history?

"Zhongli Guest Elder!"

"You're quite the chatterbox, aren't you afraid Zhongli will bring up things from your childhood?"

Paimon, not one to shy away from stirring things up, remarked.

Hearing this, Xianyun was slightly stunned, feeling a little dizzy. She had actually been threatened by Little Paimon!

"When I was a kid, what was there to talk about?"

"Cough cough..."

Zhong Li coughed and looked at Qian Renxue. He felt that Qian Renxue had a thousand words stuck in her throat and couldn't help but say them.

"Xiaoxue, is there something you need?"

Xianyun and Paimeng crossed their arms, exchanged a glance, snorted, and turned their heads away, no longer looking at each other, but instead focusing on Qianrenxue and Zhongli.

"Guest, I... I'm a little lost."

"???"

"Emperor Xueye is preparing to pass the throne to me."

Qian Renxue said with a blank expression.

She couldn't believe that Emperor Xueye would so easily pass the throne to her, and at one point thought it was a dream.

After all, who wouldn't have any attachment to the supreme throne?

Emperor Xueye was not poisoned in this life, and he can live for another ten or twenty years without any problem.

Why was the throne passed to her so far in advance?

Could this be a test?

Zhong Li was slightly taken aback; he was also somewhat puzzled.

Why would Emperor Xueye suddenly pass the throne to Qian Renxue?

Did he discover something?

Or perhaps it's because of the Body Sect, and his reasons?

"This is a good thing, no need to overthink it. Perhaps Xueye has figured it out."

(End of this chapter)