Becoming a Deity from Planting the Bodhi Tree-Chapter 248 - 146: Lord of Yanfu, Secret Scheming (Half Day Off)
"Boss, there's been an incident!" Researcher A said with a grave expression, "The remaining young Martial Artists still haven't returned!"
Dr. Chen was very calm at this moment: "What's the rush, didn't the Divine Lord say everything is under control?"
Researcher A was sweating profusely.
This batch of Martial Artists represents the absolute best of the Federation's generation, and each one has a powerful backing.
If anything were really to go wrong, would that bunch dare to trouble a few Divine Lords? In the end, they would be the scapegoats.
"Little A, tell me, if the Divine Lords are planning to take power, what should the official stance of the Federation be?"
Dr. Chen asked nonchalantly.
His gaze appeared to be on the various data in front of him, but it lacked focus. His fingers lightly tapped on the table surface, a small habit he had when deep in thought.
Each tap represented a node in the thought process.
Researcher A was surprised: "What? The Divine Lords taking power? Wouldn't that drive some people mad? Moreover, we are just at the beginning of a major opening period; wouldn't this rhythm force internal conflict?"
Within the Federation, the reason the Divine Lords are held in such high esteem is not only because their Origin cores are all derived from the Seven Marshals, but also because they don't involve themselves in the Federation's power dynamics.
They protect the Federation without interfering in its operations. To call them guardian gods or mascots... once the forces belonging to the Four Great Divine Lords officially enter the scene, seeking power, it will be like pulling one hair and moving the whole body, and the entire Federation will be shaken to its core.
This is more than just internal turmoil; it's the beginning of a split!
At that point, the Six Great Families would be the first to respond, even to rise up in rebellion!
"Yes." Dr. Chen spoke in a low tone, seemingly with some sentiment, "This point, the Divine Lords are also very clear on."
"Let's change the subject. Who do you think has the best chance to be chosen as a representative by the Divine Lords from this batch of young people?"
Researcher A scratched his head, wondering why the boss was asking things unrelated to the lab today, but regardless of who came to power, they would never be short on funding.
He casually named a few:
"Just by identity and background, Mu Juncheng of the Mu Family. He's a descendant of Marshal Mu, isn't this selection related to Marshal Mu?"
"In terms of performance, it's Ji Jingqiu from this batch. That kid is truly fierce, the youngest and the most vicious when fighting!"
"Additionally, others like Zhang Buzhou of Pure Yang Dao... Well, I've heard that someone from Pure Yang Dao is attempting to break through to the Supreme Rank. If I were a Divine Lord, cooperating with Pure Yang Dao would be spot on!"
Dr. Chen nodded, didn't say anything, waved his hand, and drove little A out.
He sat alone at the spacious desk, his brows rarely furrowed and his gaze deep, yet he was caught in some hesitation.
With his ability, he could naturally see that the sudden intervention of the Divine Lords, signifying the foundation of cooperation between the Federation and Hel, had some undercurrents stirring behind it.
Frankly put, people in the upper echelons of the Federation had already tipped him off to monitor "Hel's" condition more closely these days.
To say it's Hel on the surface, but in truth, it's about the Divine Lords.
And now that the competition ended prematurely, even though the time had come, these young Martial Artists had not returned on schedule...
Dr. Chen suddenly laughed helplessly.
As expected, the Divine Lords had other plans.
It's just unknown if it's as he had guessed, that they're preparing to choose one from these people to be their future spokesperson.
And among these young people, there were many potential candidates to be chosen.
In his eyes, the one with the greatest possibility was Yue Yourong, who had forged the [Heavenly Will Taoist Body].
Years ago, the ten Academies joined hands, trying to base the new path on the system of gods combined with Federation Martial Arts.
Of course, it ended in failure.
The only result was the [Heavenly Will Taoist Body], which had been shelved and remained unmastered by anyone.
Yue Yourong is the first Martial Artist to have forged the [Heavenly Will Taoist Body].
According to the recorded data, this Taoist Body will eventually lead to a near-godly path, and it's highly likely that one of the Divine Lords will choose this person...
Of course, that's not the key.
The key is, where should he himself stand?
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...
The countdown on the subtitle prompt had ended.
But Ji Jingqiu had not returned to the Federation.
He looked up at the strange world before him that had turned into a monochrome, where time seemed to have frozen at that moment.
Looking down, he saw the weeds scattered by the wind, frozen in the moment they were blown over.
He tried to release his perception, to touch the outside world with the Power of the Spirit, but he failed, until a familiar Spiritual Wave hit him.
It was Hel.
Ji Jingqiu's expression turned stern.
Hel dared to come looking for him?
He attempted to enter meditation, and as he wished, he returned to the Inner Realm-world, seated in Pure Land.
Shortly after, he received the...
Knock on the door?
Ji Jingqiu was greatly shocked.
This time, Hel was very polite, "knocking on the door" to enter.
The form that the latter revealed at the moment was completely different from the suppressed true self within White Jade City, but rather the same as he had seen before entering the trial.
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Human-headed, serpent-bodied, wearing an emperor's crown, draped in a black cloak, with a vast serpent tail dragging on the ground, the face was blurred and indistinct, like the wavering water of clouds.
All of a sudden.
That cloud of vagueness cleared like the dissipation of mist after the rain, revealing its true face.
Ji Jingqiu's gaze sharpened. It was the face he saw when he first ascended to the Four Guardian Stars and was isolated for three days.
This face, as if it had captured the likenesses of all the women he'd been intimate with in his past life, instinctively made him feel a closeness.
A mere trifle!
Behind his head, a wheel of Glazed Glass Light bloomed, he returned to his normal expression, looking at another formless, faceless god that accompanied Hel.
