Chapter 377: Gathering
Chapter 377: Gathering
The news of Ding Jie becoming a god didn’t stay hidden long. The birth of a divine level powerhouse was an open secret in the Central State.
Another ordinary person had become a god under the Great Sage of the Divine Miracle Society’s guidance. This erased all doubts among the Central State’s factions—the Great Sage truly could turn the ordinary into the miraculous!
*“If Ding Jie, with her average talent, became a god, why can’t I?”*
This thought consumed most people’s minds.
Rumors about the Great Sage’s location exploded. Every faction scrambled to find him, each believing they’d be the next chosen one.
The Divine Miracle Society’s doors nearly collapsed under the crowd. The Fang Li Sisters struggled to manage things as over twenty high-ranking tier one red dress cardinals joined—ex-clan leaders, alliance heads, even national congressmen. These once-proud figures now humbled themselves as cardinals. The sisters knew exactly why.
But they had no clue where Zuo Meng was.
These powerful newcomers whitewashed the Society’s reputation overnight. Daily propaganda praised the Society, hoping to catch the Great Sage’s attention. Useless—Zuo Meng hadn’t even glanced at the Society when leaving the Central State.
When the frenzy cooled, people tried other search methods.
Five months passed.
Half a year later, news came from the Star Alliance ruins:
*“The Great Sage has returned to Qiongzhou!”*
Everyone remembered—the Great Sage first appeared as “Principal of Qiongzhou’s Bell Tower University.” Back then, the Star Alliance delisted the university after Zuo Meng snubbed the sixteen alliances. His lack of reaction made people think the title was fake. Normally, anyone would defend their organization, but Principal Zuo showed no concern.
A blind spot caused by regional divides.
The eerie regions between states dwarfed city isolation zones in danger. To this world, “eerie” meant undying horrors—minds couldn’t break this belief. When Qiongzhou’s scheduled info purchase from the Central State arrived, the inter-state “phone” rang, revealing the Great Sage’s location.
“No wonder we never found his origins—he’s truly from outside the state!”
“Crossing eerie zones in these times? Worthy of the Great Sage.”
At a ruin site, powerful extraordinary beings studied the news.
“Go or not?”
The Great Sage ignored eerie dangers, but they couldn’t. Risking death to reach Qiongzhou made them hesitate.
“We go.”
The leader declared.
“This era’s change demands it—unless you want your descendants crushed underfoot.” He added, “Even if you stay, can you stop your enemies from going? What if they gain the Great Sage’s favor and become divine level big shots? You’d be finished.”
Human society crushes those who stagnate. Like ancient empires thriving until foreign invasions let rivals overturn their world order.
“Let’s go.”
These Transcendent Realm veterans all had enemies. Staying meant betting their lives on enemies’ choices. After debating, they headed to Qiongzhou.
Countless extraordinary beings followed, eerie fears forgotten as cars raced toward the border.
*
In the icy isolation zone, a wild man stared at fresh news, trembling.
He charged back into an ice hut. Inside, a girl in a hospital gown lay motionless on an ice bed.
“Little sister! Look!”
The wild man was Yu Mo. The girl—his sister Yu Jie—had turned vegetative after being caught in his battles. Though he’d fought off attackers, ordinary Yu Jie took a fatal blow.
“It’s Teacher! Teacher’s news!”
Yu Mo carried his sister. He’d kidnapped countless doctors, but none revived her. One expert claimed she was already dead.
But Yu Mo, a divine level powerhouse, sensed her lingering Vitality. He’d never quit.
His last hope? The “teacher” who’d taught him godhood. Though Zuo Meng never acknowledged him, Yu Mo clung to the title.
“Teacher will wake you.”
He soon stole a car. Now, ordinary extraordinary beings couldn’t beat him one-on-one. He didn’t hide—others feared divine power, though they craved his methods.
Yu Mo was a wounded beast. Only fools would provoke him. Better to chase the Great Sage in Qiongzhou.
“Trash vultures seeking mentorship?” Yu Mo sneered at the highway’s chaotic exodus.
“Know your place.”
The Great Sage’s “Book of Becoming a God” demanded extreme talent. Yu Mo barely qualified. These hopefuls? Their skills disgusted even him—let alone the Sage.