Chapter 1438: Chapter 1395: You Are Not Worthy Chapter 1438: Chapter 1395: You Are Not Worthy Muria, who mastered the domains of “Sea,” “Earth,” “Sun,” “Death”… and also “Sky,” “Life,” “Thunder,” and other eighteen divine roles, was now the strongest deity in the world.

Although She had not expanded the scope of Her divine roles, in fact, She didn’t need to, the four divine roles She controlled had expanded their authority.

Originally, She had merely chosen eighteen powerful divine roles, lightly touched upon each one, then pieced them together to sustain an Intermediate Divine Strength.

But now, She had four roles, each capable of supporting a Powerful Divine Force, and all this power converged upon Her, making Her stronger than any other deity.

This was a power capable of rebuilding the world order, and Muria wished to do so but was not in a hurry. Instead, She was diligently digesting everything She had acquired.

Even too much could be deficient, and Muria’s current gains were already substantial, it could be said that She had bitten off more than She could chew. Thus, what She needed to do was to farm Her land honestly, assimilate all that She had acquired, and then plan to ascend to the position of sovereign of the world.

However, while Muria could develop in silence, other deities in the world and numerous creatures couldn’t pretend as if nothing had happened, living as before in a world with a multitude of deities.

All deities had to make a choice, and whatever the choice, they had to change their previous plans and redefine their future divine life.

Many creatures eligible for this information didn’t care much because it seemed too remote to them; only a small portion had special thoughts and took action accordingly.

So, while Muria was developing silently, elites from all domains of the world kept flocking to Her banner, and these elites were mainly Legends, supplemented by a few of the Soul Intent Level.

The reason Legends outnumbered those of Soul Intent was due to the perilous journey ahead. Today’s world was in such chaos that even deities could come out for a stroll now and then, making long journeys incredibly dangerous.

Only Legends could ensure their basic safety; as for those of Soul Intent, wandering about, the chances of being killed were too high.

As for existences Below Soul Intent, it was best to honestly stay near their birthplaces, as the world now was not suitable for sightseeing.

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In the bustling streets, with a stream of carriages and horses, the clamor of people, the shouts of vendors, the frolic of children, and sometimes the recitation of wandering poets… these formed a vibrant scene, and this was just a corner of a city.

“Peace, ah, this kind of tranquil atmosphere can only be enjoyed under the rule of the God King,” said a traveler from afar, standing upstairs in a somewhat dilapidated but clean inn, looking down at the entire street with heartfelt emotion.

“Although I have to admit that His Majesty is the strongest being in the current world, this kind of peaceful atmosphere can also be felt in the domains of the other His Majesties.”

The young girl, whose eyes shone with a faint golden Divine Glory, responded to the young man in front of her, whose face looked young but whose eyes bore the sense of vicissitude unique to the elderly, with a hint of defiant pride in her tone.

“It’s different,” said the being who had locked his physical state in the peak of his form, glancing back at the girl.

“How is it different?”

“The domains ruled by those His Majesties you mentioned, although they generally maintain a peaceful and stable atmosphere, that peace is granted, and if that His Majesty wishes, such peace can be broken at any time.”

The man, who seemed unremarkable except for the ethereal aura in his eyes, scanned the street below and, pointing with his hand,
“But the peace here, no existence dares to break it; they can’t afford the consequences of doing so.”

“…” The girl, whose eyes held a faint Divine Glory, moved her lips, wanting to argue but lacking the confidence to do so.

“Mikayla, don’t forget the purpose of your long journey here with me—put away the pride you carry.

In other domains, Divine Descendants are indeed revered, but here in business, they don’t have many privileges. Your Identity, in the eyes of some, is not much stronger than an ordinary person.”

“I understand, Mentor, Father has already instructed me to follow your Arrangements in all things.”

“Your Father,” the man couldn’t help shaking his head as the girl mentioned Her Father,

“is just too stubborn. Though he can understand my analysis and recognize the trends of today’s world, he stubbornly clings to that pitiful Glory, unwilling to make the necessary changes.”

“Then what do you think we should do?”

“Of course, we should willingly surrender to Xena Pus!” the young man said in a matter-of-fact tone, seemingly unaware that his words could be considered inappropriate.

“Teacher, I am aware of your profound knowledge, but such a decision must be given after I have sufficient understanding,” the girl said cautiously.

“So, that’s why I brought you here. You see for yourself by visiting the Domain ruled by His Majesty the God King,” the man explained.

“But, isn’t it a little too late now?” the young girl walked to the side of the man, shoulder to shoulder with him as they gazed down at the bustling street below.

The noisy crowd was somewhat irritating, but the girl, who hailed from a war-torn area, did not find it offensive. Instead, she found the sounds to be wonderfully pleasant.

In fact, after spending a few days within the territories ruled by the God King, the girl had already reached a decision. Compared to other Domains where wars and chaos erupted at the drop of a hat, everything she saw before her was like the Divine Kingdom depicted by the Deities in their Scriptures.

“What is too late?” the man struggled to understand the girl’s worries.

“Now that His Majesty is firmly established, with no force left to oppose Him, submitting my Clan to His Majesty would likely be insignificant in view of His current strength,” she voiced her concern.

“Is that what worries you?” the young man looked at the girl with a strange gaze.

“Is something wrong?” she couldn’t help but shrink her neck a little.

“With your Clan’s opportunistic mentality right now, pledging allegiance to His Majesty would never be deemed important at any time, since there are too many who can replace you,” he pointed out directly.

“Please, Teacher, enlighten me!” the girl asked earnestly, bowing her head respectfully.

“Pledging loyalty to His Majesty the God King is actually quite straightforward. As long as one possesses a certain capability and harbors no ill intentions, success is basically assured.

But I know that won’t suffice for your Clan; you desire a certain status. However, that will depend on your own abilities,” the teacher explained.

“Teacher, what do you mean?” she inquired.

“Instead of worrying about those futile things, it is better to focus and strive to enhance yourself and the things your Clan has control over.

Isn’t your Clan adept at concocting Potions? You could concentrate your efforts in this area. The Alchemists in the Divine Court are said to be researching a Bloodline Enhancement Elixir.

If your Clan joins and becomes involved in this, after the Elixir is developed and successfully promoted, your Clan will possess an unshakeable status,” the man shared his vision.

“Thank you for your guidance, Teacher, but what is a Bloodline Enhancement Elixir?” the girl blinked, grasping the general idea but completely unable to comprehend some details.

“It’s exactly what it sounds like, an Elixir for enhancing and perfecting Bloodlines. The goal of this Elixir is for all newborns within the Domains ruled by His Majesty.

Someone in the Divine Court intends to use the Elixir to raise the potential floor for all races under His rule. Therefore, the materials for this Elixir are destined to be cheap and easily obtainable; otherwise, it would not be possible to promote it widely.”

“That’s impossible, such an Elixir cannot be created!” the girl shook her head decisively, knowing that cheap does not equate to bargain; the materials needed for Potions that increase potential must be extremely rare, so how could it be cost-effective and then widely promoted?

“Don’t say anything is impossible when you lack understanding. There are many things you don’t know about,” the young man said with a meaningful smile, and seeing such a smile caused the girl to break out in a fine sweat involuntarily.

She suddenly remembered how her father had used all his influence to investigate the background of this Mentor in front of her, only to come up with ominous results.

“Once your Clan has pledged allegiance, you will understand. And for such a grand Plan, even if your Clan gets involved, you will only play an insignificant part. If you can provide some help, the feedback you receive will be more than enough for your Clan to benefit indefinitely,” he reassured.

“Eh, Teacher, besides Potions, what else could our Clan possibly contribute that would be of significance to His Majesty and receive attention?” the girl asked, slightly discontented.

“That, I would have to think about. Aside from Alchemy, you could also research how to farm more efficiently. I remember that your Bloodline also possesses related Talents.”

“Is there anything else?”

“Um, you could also follow those who are accustomed to altering environments…”

“…” The girl fell silent, her mind writhing with frustration. Concocting Potions, farming… what kind of tasks were these? Were these things that their noble Divine Descendant Clan should be doing?

“Teacher, don’t you think we can offer His Majesty some help in battle?” she asked, unwilling to let go.

“Cannot!” The man looked down at the girl who bore a hint of defiance and then replied decisively, abruptly severing her last delusions,
“For His Majesty, the greatest use of your Clan’s Bloodline lies in the areas I just mentioned. As for joining battles, you are not yet qualified!”

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