Chapter 488: Boundless Tribulations of All Beings

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Everyone burst out laughing.

Speaking of which, Akina’s Speed Demon has also been doing incredibly well in the Ancient Wood World recently. He’s been around for quite a while, and it’s said he’s even tried venturing into outer space beyond the Ancient Wood Planet. Is he getting more audacious with age?

I have to say, Akina’s Speed Demon, the big boss, is indeed a force to be reckoned with. His Macao Royal Casino plan is very likely feasible, perhaps even the best method. After all, the Dragon Vein can serve as a network. If you secretly access it from your room, your neighbors won’t know and won’t give you strange looks. That flaw with the bookstore approach would be solved!

“What’s there to forbid? It solves the restlessness of youth and allows us to collect emotional energy. It’s hitting two birds with one stone! (Witty)”

“Back then, didn’t the God of Sweet Dreams do exactly this? Hiding in rooms to absorb young people’s sweet dreams? Why can’t we do the same? Why is it permissible for a monk but not for me? (A Q's taunting image.jpg)”

“You up there, you want to be banned too!”

“Mengmei, Akina’s Speed Demon’s death cannot be in vain! You have to make his death valuable! This plan is good. Even if we don’t run a brothel, we can run a casino! An online casino! Landlord poker! Mahjong! Sexy dealers, dealing cards online! Mengmei, you can be that dealer! (Innocent little eyes)”

Looking at the online comments, Mengmei’s face darkened! Are these beasts trying to push me to my doom? Setting up a server for gambling—that one word has led to the ruin of many families. If I, the Earth Mother Goddess, were to do this, where would my dignity be?

She continued doing push-ups, gritting her teeth and muttering, “These scoundrels! Utterly unreliable...”

In reality, absorbing negative energy is indeed a very difficult task! She was mentally prepared for a scene like this. Yes, the Guixu World is a dumping ground for mental refuse, full of aberrations. People can simply kill the monsters within and absorb their energy. But ordinary people can’t separate their spiritual consciousness from their bodies to sense the ethereal Guixu Land! One needs to be at least Third Tier to enter it. But how do you cultivate before reaching Third Tier? There’s a significant gap; there’s no way to gain such massive energy boosts. Third Tier is already a difficult height for ordinary people. Many with average aptitude only reach this level after over a decade of cultivation.

“This is so hard for me,” Mengmei sighed. She took a deep breath. “However, this Dragon Vein network has given me some inspiration. Perhaps I can update to version 6.0, an interconnected magic net... suitable for this demonic realm with its European medieval civilization. But... distant water cannot quench a nearby thirst!”

It wasn't that she gained nothing; Akina’s Speed Demon still gave her some inspiration. But the first three tiers couldn't be completed with this method!

“Forget it, I’ve still gained quite a bit and clarified some things. I’ll figure out the rest once I’m inside!”

She took a deep breath and continued her push-ups, pouring out her youthful vigor. The ground was even damp with sweat as she mused, “My cultivation is much faster than I imagined! Dozens of times faster, even... I completely overlooked that I am the mortal vessel of a Saint!” The reason this body is only Second Tier is that it cannot contain a god’s massive energy; only a fraction—tens of thousands of times less—can enter it. Otherwise, powers exceeding Third Tier would cause this body to explode! But this energy can continuously nourish my cultivation! And the stronger I become, the more energy I can absorb!

“And for a god, this amount of energy can be replenished in the blink of an eye. It’s like a god raising an insignificant little ant as a pet...” She stood up and looked at her muscles. After only ten minutes of exercise, it was as if she had transformed!

Holy moly...

She was astonished; her reflection in the mirror had changed dramatically! Push-ups primarily train arms and pectoral muscles, and some muscle definition had emerged. She was distraught. “No! This woman isn’t me anymore! The beautiful and elegant Earth Mother Goddess is who I truly am... Anyway, I’ll transform back after reaching the Heavenly Emperor realm!” She continuously gave herself psychological affirmations. The vast energy nourished every cell in her body like a hot spring, promoting growth and development, and achieving evolution at the physical level.

“Perhaps my cultivation can improve rapidly, but it’s still too slow! Because I’m controlling the Earth Mother Goddess on the other side, I can’t simultaneously control and cultivate my own body in this real room...” She continuously sorted through her thoughts, a wave of anticipation rising in her heart.

“My next goal is to figure out how to ‘split my consciousness,’ to multitask. It doesn’t need to be highly advanced; I just need to control my physical body’s instincts to perform a set of movements, mechanically repeating the cultivation...”

“That’s the next goal!”

After some thought, she still entered the game.

Xu Zhi sat in the bookstore reading, his face serene, exuding an air of scholarly elegance. Due to the freezing weather, people on the street were bundled in thick wool coats, scarves tightly tied, rushing with their necks tucked in. He was also quietly observing Mengmei. It must be said, this player, the first to become a Saint and an Eighth-tier God, was now his experimental guinea pig. In a sense, she was pioneering a cultivation system in reality, a new system... Xu Zhi called it the “Player System.” Perhaps it could be on par with the Wizard System, the Spiritual Sea System, and the Demonic Core System—a path to strength where all roads lead to the same destination... Now, the prospects of this path have been fully revealed! Mengmei, Pan Xuexian, the Alchemy Emperor, Akina’s Speed Demon, and Balloon Fish—these two women and three men were considered among the best... It was just that Mengmei herself was completely unaware!

“After all, once players on this path achieve godhood, I can observe...” Xu Zhi closed his book, his expression calm, as if looking through to another province on Earth, where someone was eagerly working to become a muscular woman. “Could their real-life selves cultivate simultaneously?” In reality, after breaking through to Eighth Tier, they had already become Insectoids, transforming into true natives within that world, identical to the other natives. Therefore, controlling their real-life selves to cultivate was also a way to enhance their own strength.

He showed a faint smile. “Or perhaps even an attempt to deduce a certain path? Will Earth possess the supernatural? Even with divine assistance, it would still take years to reach the Sixth or Seventh Tier heights of powerful beings.” Xu Zhi organized his thoughts and reached a conclusion: “Nothing to fear!” Regardless of whether they could survive this three-month threshold... In a few years, he didn't know what height he himself would have reached! After all, only just over two months had passed.

“The sub-brain once said that in the vast universe, the difference in time flow between higher and lower worlds... is precisely what distinguishes higher and lower civilizations!” Xu Zhi said with a faint smile, looking towards Kade Town.

Currently, Hermes and Baixiaosheng were holding each other in check, their gazes fixed on the entire town, which had become the eye of the storm in the demonic realm. A biting chill permeated the dense, white fog. The entire street was quiet, with some bloody corpses hanging gruesomely in front of bus stops. Buses and cars were strewn haphazardly across the streets, as if countless accidents had occurred. Blood splattered the streets, walls, and shops, as if a major riot had taken place. The stench of blood was overwhelmingly strong; even some flies, defying the cold, buzzed around, and black crows occasionally descended from the sky to peck at the decaying corpses.

Boom!

A deafening explosion echoed from a distant street. A massive red mushroom cloud rose, and vast sheets of flame seemed to dye half the sky red. Such disasters and explosions were no longer new to Kade Town.

“Those rioters! Did they blow up the heating pipes again to create fear...?” Inside the bookstore, Miraki, huddled up, looked outside. The firelight illuminated his face, and fear spread across his youthful features. “Torment, hatred, disaster, misfortune...” Behind him, a group of companions followed. Currently, they were merely Second Tier. In a central metropolis, anyone you randomly encountered would have a higher cultivation level than them. Their opponents, though only Third Tier, seemed weak, but their rate of improvement was terrifyingly fast.

“They’re insane!”“Miraki, let’s get out of here!”“Those dozen or so people are frantically herding the townsfolk, concentrating them into a residential complex, locking them up, not to kill them, but to deliberately torture them and absorb their fear!”“Kade Town... it’s over. The residents of several neighboring blocks have already been cleared out and driven into a complex. Soon they’ll come here, and they’ll seize the residents of nearby complexes, and even us!” Fear also spread within their hearts.

As things progressed, the opponents fully revealed their insane fangs, acting without restraint. Their numbers weren’t greater than theirs, but they were too vicious; the power and gains they acquired through such methods were far greater than their own.

“How about we do the same as them? We can also capture a group of people... lock them up, deliberately scare and intimidate them...” someone whispered, suggesting, “It’s just to scare them; we won’t harm them! We’re protecting them!”“That’s right! We’re protecting them!”“It’s just a little scare.”“Let’s do it too!” Voices around them rose and fell in agreement.

Miraki painfully pursed his pale lips, his forehead covered in fine beads of sweat. He looked at his companions, who were still insisting on justice, and an uneasy feeling stirred within him: if they, this group, were to bring disaster upon others, wouldn’t everyone present eventually fall? After all, humans constantly push boundaries, erode their conscience, and gradually become numb and depraved. Once they started enjoying people's suffering and misfortune, they too would descend into the abyss, just like those rioters.

“Go read the books. Power... doesn't distinguish between good and evil; it only depends on who wields it.” The words of the bookstore owner, who had told him to read those ‘shameful’ books and offered comforting words, flashed through Miraki’s mind.

“But this is an evil power system. Is it truly... indifferent to good and evil?”

Xu Zhi had already left the bookstore, standing quietly at a high vantage point, observing everything. The Earth Mother, Qing Teng, stood beside him, silent for a moment, then smiled. “What do you think he will choose?” She had gone out to search for a network but found no emergency solution.

“No one knew that the struggles of these small figures in a small town... would attract the attention of ancient giants, drawing their gaze.” Mengmei took a deep breath. “Miraki is upright and possesses great leadership qualities; he is indeed a rare talent... but there’s no guarantee he won’t fall! Some things, once started, have no turning back.” Not everyone can bear the weight of destiny and turn the wheels of history.

“Who knows?” Xu Zhi shook his head. “He’s a smart young man... he gives me a very special feeling.” Mengmei glanced at Emperor Messiah, but said nothing.

“I advise the Earth Mother Goddess not to interfere,” Xu Zhi spoke calmly, with a detached demeanor. “As the most impartial existence in heaven and earth since her birth, one who does not personally engage in conflict—the Mother of Good and Evil, the Earth Mother Qing Teng, must maintain a neutral stance, remaining aloof to eternally reign supreme over all beings... If she gets too involved, entangled in too much karma, her future might not be good... If a mother has two sons, and she shows favoritism, doting on the elder while constantly scolding the younger, don't be surprised if the neglected son, after ascending to the throne and becoming emperor, gives the Empress Dowager the cold shoulder... While he wouldn't kill her, as he still relies on his birth mother, her life would be quite difficult.”

Mengmei took a deep breath. Yes... She was ultimately neutral; the Dragon Vein distinguished no good or evil. After all, no matter who held power, which side was suppressed, or how eras changed, she would remain the supreme Earth Mother Goddess. If she were to fully descend and blatantly show favoritism... Baixiaosheng, however, was a formidable schemer, whose wisdom was boundless!

“Let’s just stand here and watch,” Xu Zhi said with a faint smile. “Perhaps a future where evil gods rule the world could also be a tumultuous and fascinating one. After all, the Earth Mother Goddess has ultimately established a very interesting era—the Tribulation of Boundless Beings! In the end, her wish will be granted: mortals will no longer suffer hardship and disaster. Even if evil gods rule the world, they will protect mortals... after all, they need to absorb mortals' faith; that is their root. So if it's merely a struggle among gods, a transfer of power... and the common people are spared harm, then what does it matter?”

Mengmei's expression suddenly became calm. She looked at Emperor Messiah, and for the first time, truly regarded this mysterious ancient existence.

Xu Zhi recalled the scene Baixiaosheng had described and spoke calmly, “Baixiaosheng once said that he would reverse things, suppressing the righteous gods of heaven and earth beneath the God-Suppressing Pagoda, ushering in an era of evil gods, with the First Original Evil True Monarch Heavenly Emperor ascending the throne! At that time, the land would be filled with decay, dark red, and rot. There would be decaying villages, terrifying demons and monsters in the deep mountains, all sorts of spirits and apparitions everywhere—a terrifying world of specters.” Xu Zhi mused for a moment, then chuckled, “Perhaps that would be quite interesting, wouldn't it? All beings scared to death, a world of terror—quite novel, no?”

“Easy for you to say!” Mengmei snorted coldly. “I can escape the great tribulation of heaven and earth, but can you? You, Messiah, provoked Baixiaosheng; do you think it will let you off?”

Xu Zhi merely smiled without speaking. He could just go offline.

Above Kade Town.

At an elegant black desk, Baixiaosheng and Hermes sat facing each other quietly, with their respective factions—a group of righteous gods and evil gods—standing in confrontation behind them.

“The young man who possesses the God of Sweet Dreams is about to fall... After all, the enemy is too powerful. To fight the dragon, one must first become a dragon,” Baixiaosheng said calmly. “This power inherently belongs to me; it's not something humans can simply grasp just because it's out there... You should know that he who gazes into the abyss will be gazed back by the abyss, and he who worships evil gods will become an evil god.”

Behind him, the Church Gods stood. Hermes ultimately hesitated, taking a sip of tea. “No one knows how things will turn out until the very last moment.” If the entire town were to completely fall into wickedness, they would directly declare war on Baixiaosheng and his allies, then cleanse the entire town, eradicating the system of those evil individuals! However, doing so... would only allow Baixiaosheng to succeed! Baixiaosheng had already prepared for all of this. If they were to act, the scene would be projected everywhere: righteous gods directly wiping out a town? This would already be a fatal blow to them! Furthermore, this would mean they were utterly helpless against the “Ghost Night Palace,” pushed to their limits, causing widespread panic... It was unimaginable.

“This mortal struggle... is also a game played by us strategists.” The gods of the Church closed their eyes and took a deep breath. “No one expected our war to be projected onto a group of ordinary people in a small town.”