Chapter 2293 It's not worth it, why bother?
That kid's a real sly one!
Chu Mo saw through Chen Qingyuan's little scheme at a glance, smiled helplessly, and put the Qiankun bag into his pocket.
"Is there anything else?"
Chu Mo now only wants to get rid of Chen Qingyuan.
That's all, goodbye.
Chen Qingyuan was all smiles as his wish came true.
In the blink of an eye, Chen Qingyuan, holding An Xiruo's hand, left the Sea of Illusion, their whereabouts unknown.
"This guy really... has absolutely no sense of a strong person."
Watching Chen Qingyuan's departing figure, Chu Mo put his hands behind his back and murmured to himself.
A few breaths later, Chu Mo stepped into the seabed and met with the clan's high-ranking members.
In a corner of the ocean, stands an ancient and dark palace.
Inside the hall sat dozens of elderly men, their bodies as large as mountains, dressed in luxurious clothes, with aged faces and deep breaths.
They are the rulers of the ancient divine race, and their cultivation has reached the ninth step of the Divine Bridge.
Although the gods were banished to the mortal realm, their talent far surpasses that of all other races. In every era, the gods can cultivate dozens of quasi-emperors to ensure their foundation remains solid and is not erased by time.
Even a starved camel is bigger than a horse. The gods rely on the vast resources accumulated by their ancestors, and as long as their descendants don't make any major mistakes, they won't run into any problems.
Hey!
Chu Mo appeared inside the hall and sat in the first position on the left.
The current clan leader sits in the main seat.
However, Chu Mo's power and status were even greater than the clan leader's. Even if he failed and did not attain the Dao and become an emperor, he would still be the strongest being in the divine race.
"In my opinion, there is nothing wrong with giving Chen Qingyuan a fragment of immortal bone to form a karmic bond."
Chu Mo was inclined to help Chen Qingyuan.
Although the fragments of immortal bones are extremely precious, the number possessed by the gods exceeds the number that can be grasped in one hand.
Giving away a small piece will not shake the very foundation of the clan.
"not worth it."
An elder of the clan expressed his opinion, his voice hoarse, as if a broken bellows was being pulled hard.
"Chen Qingyuan is indeed an extraordinary genius, rarely seen in history. But he has no chance of attaining the Dao and becoming an emperor, so there is no need to pay too much attention to him."
"Those below the Great Emperor shall not live more than thirty thousand years."
"Our race is immortal. After this turmoil ends, we will find a way to restore our glory."
"Compared to the stability of the clan's foundation, Chen Qingyuan's personal relationships are insignificant."
"..."
The clan elders expressed their opinions one after another, their words filled with doubt and opposition.
They acknowledged Chen Qingyuan's talent and strength, but under the impact of the tides of time, he would, barring any unforeseen circumstances, turn into bones in tens of thousands of years.
Listening to the elders' comments, Chu Mo said coldly, "If he ascends to the throne, what will happen then?"
After these words were spoken, the hall fell silent.
"impossible!"
After a few breaths, a highly respected elder opened his dry, black lips and let out a hoarse voice filled with disbelief.
"If the divine bridge had not collapsed and order had been maintained, with his extraordinary talent, he might have had a slight chance to defy the heavens and ascend to the throne."
The clan chief, who had remained silent until now, spoke with an air of authority that carried him for a long time, which permeated every corner of the ancient hall and made everyone's hearts tremble slightly.
The implication is that with the Divine Bridge now collapsed, Chen Qingyuan has absolutely no chance of attaining enlightenment.
"Before him, who could have believed that someone at the ninth level of the Divine Bridge realm could suppress and kill our clan's ancient emperor?"
Chu Mo wasn't specifically speaking up for Chen Qingyuan, but rather hoping that the clan's higher-ups would recognize a reality and not be too confident in their own judgment, thus missing a golden opportunity.
Immediately, the elders fell silent again.
The death of the clan's ancient emperor in battle was like a sharp thorn, deeply embedded in the hearts of everyone present, becoming one with them, impossible to remove.
"He is indeed very strong, but unfortunately... he is somewhat foolish."
Even today, the high-ranking members of the Divine Race still cannot understand Chen Qingyuan's act of giving his opportunity to attain enlightenment to his confidante.
"I hope you understand one thing: these fragments of immortal bones accumulated by the clan are most likely paving the way for you, giving you another chance to prove your Dao."
The clan leader looked at Chu Mo, who was sitting in the first seat on the left, and said solemnly with a serious expression.
Chu Mo remained expressionless and pondered for a moment before saying, "We'll see!"
Honestly, Chu Mo has had a pretty easy life these past few years. If he were to go back to the kind of struggle and hardship that comes with fighting for the so-called glory of his clan, I don't know if he could hold on.
The hope for the revival of the entire clan rests on Chu Mo's shoulders alone.
The pressure is indescribable.
Born into the divine race, one has no choice in one's fate.
Regardless of what Chu Mo thought in his heart, he had to move forward for the benefit of his clan.
Because this is his fate!
This binding force can never be broken.
His loneliness was something no one could understand.
His exhaustion far exceeded what people imagined.
He had no father or mother, but was born from the ancestral blood pool of the gods. Everything he possessed was a gift from his clan, and unless he died, this karmic bond could never be severed.
The seabed of illusion is dark and devoid of light.
After the high-level meeting of the Protoss ended, Chu Mo returned to his residence, sat in a chair, and lowered his eyes to think.
......
Meanwhile, in a certain place in the northern wilderness.
Inside a sealed barrier, Chen Qingyuan began to peruse ancient books and secret texts.
An Xiruo stood to the side, adding fragrance to the tea and water.
The two would occasionally exchange a tender glance.
Since you feel a little lost about what lies ahead, then read a book.
Reading history books allows you to feel the ancient charm they contain.
The attainment of perfection in the cycle of reincarnation is not something that can be achieved in a single day.
Calm down and explore slowly.
In the Northern Wilderness, at the Dao Yi Academy.
A major event recently occurred, causing a sensation throughout the entire academy.
"Is Uncle-Master Xiao preparing to challenge Master?"
When the current dean, Zhao Yichuan, learned of this news, his expression changed slightly.
"In the past, we always discussed and exchanged ideas in secret. How come everyone knows about it this time?"
The elders of the academy looked puzzled.
No one in the academy's higher-ups knew about Xiao Junchou and Yan Ximeng's affair.
"If Senior Brother Xiao wants to defeat Senior Sister, he'll have to wait until his next life!"
Vice Dean Yu Chenran, who is also Chen Qingyuan's mentor, expressed his opinion in public.
"really."
The elders discussed it intensely and reached a consensus.
No matter how much Xiao Junchou tries, he cannot change the final outcome.
If you can't beat them, you can't beat them. Why bother?
"Three days later, the battle will take place in the Upper Realm."
The latest news has arrived, and all the high-ranking officials of the academy are aware of it.
The Upper Realm is a small world established by the Dao Yi Academy, with solid laws, suitable for discussing the Dao.
This time, Xiao Junchou used secret methods, going all in and risking everything.
If he still cannot defeat Yan Ximeng this time, then Xiao Junchou will decide to flee far away and never show his face again.
He had met with Chen Qingyuan before and obtained a special potion-making technique from him.
During the battle, if Yan Ximeng goes all out, she will activate the potion's power, causing her meridians to become disordered and her strength to be limited. At that time, Xiao Junchou will seize the opportunity to attack and will surely win.
"I'm willing to give up all my pride for the rest of my life, all I care about is success."
To prevent Yan Ximeng from backing out later, Xiao Junchou publicized the event extensively, inviting a group of high-ranking officials from the academy to watch the battle, determined to win.
