"Enter!"

Before he could even knock, voices came from inside, as if they knew he was coming.

Ji Ming took a deep breath, pushed open the door and walked in. Inside the room, Luo Zhao was writing with a pen.

He skillfully walked over to grind the ink, and two large characters were clearly formed under Luo Zhao's brushstrokes.

"Ascending to godhood?"

Ji Ming murmured.

Luo Zhao glanced at him, put down his pen, and stood up. His heavy voice struck Ji Ming's heart.

"Ascend to godhood!"

These two people seemed to possess a kind of magic, making it hard for people to breathe.

"He's reached the tenth level of mortal form!"

Luo Zhao sighed and added, "Fang Yuan should have already advised you. What he said is what I also wanted to tell you. It's all up to you to choose."

Ji Ming pondered for a moment, then suddenly laughed, "Master Luo, you haven't said anything yet, and you've already made it so heavy. How am I supposed to choose?"

Luo Zhao smiled upon hearing this, "That's true. As people get older, their minds also age, and they become more indecisive."

He did hesitate, fearing that his next words would ruin a talented person. He had seen too many such examples, and those people came from backgrounds far superior to Ji Ming's.

The reason for his hesitation was that Luo Zhao felt that if Ji Ming followed the established path, he might eventually reach the level of Fang Yuan, which would be enough for many people and could change the fate of several generations of their families.

"Never mind!"

Luo Zhao sighed heavily, then slowly asked a question: "Do you know how to become a god?"

Ji Ming was shocked, his heart pounding. Could it be that Master Luo was going to teach him the method to become a god?

But the next moment, Luo Zhao coldly uttered words that almost stopped his heart.

"Martial arts have no gods!"

Is there no god in martial arts?

A wave of dizziness washed over Ji Ming, a devastating blow to his heart, which had been brimming with ambition since acquiring the transmigrator identity card.

How could there be no god in martial arts?

His first thought was of the "Blessing of the God of War," especially the figure of the God of War he saw during his first enlightenment. Wasn't that the God of War?

Yes, that was just his subconscious thought. Who said he had to be a martial god?

As for the second talent, it might just happen to be called that, and has nothing to do with the God of War. It's simply the power of the identity card!

After all, he now knows that identity means status, and with the transmigrator's extremely high status, anything is possible.

Luo Zhao remained silent, quietly observing the ever-changing expressions on Ji Ming's face, especially the deep disappointment in his eyes. He sighed inwardly, thinking, "This kid is still too green."

To be honest, if he hadn't sensed the confidence in Ji Ming's will, he might not have been willing to say those words today.

"Well……"

With his mind racing, Ji Ming quickly recovered and regained his composure.

He tentatively asked, "Since you say so, there must be more to it, right?"

Luo Zhao's expression was complex. He nodded and said, "As everyone knows, there are many inherent professions, but the three most important are mage, immortal, and martial artist!"

"Although scholars and priests hold noble status, they are not the pillars of our human race."

"Because they can't break through to become gods?" Ji Ming guessed.

"More than that!"

Luo Zhao sighed, "Tenth-level godhood is achieved, while scholars and priests reach the pinnacle at seventh level. Less common professions like beast tamers are only at sixth level. Although powerful, they cannot influence the situation in the myriad realms at all."

Tenth-level godhood?

Ji Ming murmured to himself, this had opened up a whole new world for him, knowledge he had never known before.

"However, while sorcerers have their divine deities and immortals have their true immortals, how can martial arts, which lacks deities, be considered on par with them?"

Luo Zhao continued, "Only those with exceptional combat power!"

"In the early stages of martial arts, one is weak, but once one breaks through to the fourth level of the embryonic breathing stage, one becomes a complete being, able to steadily suppress other practitioners of the same level. Upon reaching the seventh level, one undergoes a complete transformation, and the invincibility of martial arts is not an exaggeration."

Luo Zhao's voice turned heavy, "But after all, the limit is only the ninth rank. No matter how powerful one's combat strength is, it's impossible to defy the heavens and defeat a god!"

Ji Ming focused his gaze intently, listening carefully to every word; he knew the important part was about to begin.

"Over the past ten thousand years, countless top martial artists have tried many methods, but none have found a way forward."

Luo Zhao solemnly stated, "While it is true that there are no gods in martial arts to this day, it is not that martial arts has stopped at the ninth level, but rather that later generations of martial artists have been unable to meet the requirements for becoming gods!"

Ji Ming breathed a sigh of relief, but his brows furrowed deeply. Ten thousand years! So many monstrous talents and geniuses, yet not a single one has even touched the realm of Martial God.

"There really isn't!"

Luo Zhao shook his head, reaffirming his opinion, "And they're still far from it!"

"According to some ninth-tier powerhouses who have reached the pinnacle, the first condition for becoming a god in martial arts is having sufficient life force!"

Luo Zhao slowly said, "If one proceeds step by step to the peak of the ninth rank, their life strength will reach level 200. However, according to the perceptions of those peak martial artists, this level of life strength is far from sufficient to ascend to the Martial God position; they don't even have the qualification to attempt it!"

He said, word by word, "Therefore, one must break through the limits and surpass the life force that restricts realms from the very beginning. Only then is there a sliver of hope of becoming a god."

Luo Zhao smiled, seemingly trying to lighten the mood, "What I'm going to tell you today is indeed the method to become a god, but so far no one has succeeded in doing so."

"Do you still want to try?"

To Luo Zhao's surprise, Ji Ming nodded without hesitation the moment he finished speaking.

"think!"

How can I not want to!

Even a glimmer of hope is good!

His God of War's Blessing clearly states that it is only effective for those below the God level, so becoming a god truly depends entirely on oneself. If one could obtain the research of the Xuanhuang Realm's martial artists over ten thousand years, it would be more than just a matter of having a sliver of hope.

"good!"

Luo Zhao was very satisfied with his determination. Regardless of whether he succeeded or not, his pursuit of the highest level of martial arts was remarkable.

When ordinary people learn that there are no gods in martial arts, there are generally two reactions. The vast majority have no reaction at all. These are mediocre people who know their own limitations and understand that becoming a god is just a mirage.

Many prodigies would be disappointed upon first learning of this, and would hesitate when faced with an uncertain future. A hothead like Ji Ming is indeed a minority.

"Ha ha!"

Luo Zhao laughed heartily, and an ancient scroll appeared in his hand. "Take this; this is the method for ascending from mortal to godhood!"

Ji Ming hurriedly took it, his eyes burning with excitement, yet somewhat incredulous. How could he just give me something so important like this?

"Don't worry, this thing isn't as valuable as you think. In fact, some people are hoping more and more people will take this route!" Luo Zhao said with a smirk.

Ji Ming was slightly taken aback, then suddenly realized, "That's what 'white mouse' means!"

After all, no one has become a god yet, so it is still unknown whether the so-called method of ascending to godhood can truly lead to godhood. Naturally, the more people who try it, the better.

Of course, he also knew it wasn't as easy as Master Luo made it out to be. There was a reason why this thing hadn't spread. Perhaps it wasn't valuable to people like them, but for Ji Ming... if it weren't for Luo Zhao's words, he would have never even heard of it!

"Is it dangerous?" Ji Ming asked, holding the scroll.

"It's not dangerous!"

Luo Zhao shook his head.

"You'll understand once you see for yourself. The path to godhood isn't as good as you think, and it's not blocked because it's dangerous."

"Ugh!"

Luo Zhao sighed heavily, his eyes flickering.

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