Eternal God Emperor: My Simulated Path to God Emperor

Outside Jiao Valley, inside the temple of General Konghai.

For the past two years, Yuan Dingchu had been waiting in the temple, and the God of the Void Sea was quite enthusiastic, holding a small banquet every three days and a large banquet every ten days. It can be said that the host and guests were very happy, and the friendship between the two deepened day by day.

"Hmm?" Kukai, who had just picked up his wine cup, suddenly stopped and looked in the direction of Jiaogu.

"Haha, after waiting for two years, Yuan Qianmo is finally coming out."

A glint flashed in Yuan Dingchu's eyes. The banquet held no appeal for him. If it weren't for the need to befriend the Heavenly South Life and Death Ruins through the help of the Sea God, he would have returned to the Yuan God Temple long ago, given his personality.

Of course, there's also the reason for waiting for Yuan Qianmo.

"General Konghai only said that Qianmo obtained a great opportunity in Jiao Valley, but he wouldn't tell me what it was..."

His gaze fell upon the entrance to Jiao Valley. A moment later, a beam of light shot out from the vortex at the entrance, transforming into the figure of Yuan Qianmo.

As soon as Yuan Qianmo appeared, he was enveloped by a divine power and taken into the temple.

"Greetings, Father God, Divine General," Yuan Qianmo said respectfully.

The God of the Sky Sea smiled and nodded, while Yuan Dingchu carefully examined him.

"Qianmo, you have already cultivated the Dao Embryo of Life and Death?"

Yuan Qianmo looked at Yuan Dingchu and replied, "I was able to successfully cultivate thanks to the essence of the sacred tree and the treasure land left behind by the Ancestor Qing."

Upon hearing the name "Qingzu," Yuan Dingchu's expression changed slightly. He understood why Konghai Shenjiang had been unwilling to reveal the truth before, and he also found out why Shenmu Jiaozhu had appeared near Jiaogu.

Anything that can be associated with Qingzu can also have a great attraction for the gods.

"You've certainly had a lot of good fortune; it seems this trip to Jiao Valley was the right one."

Yuan Qianmo grinned but didn't say anything.

Since Yuan Dingchu didn't press the matter, General Konghai then spoke up: "I have already reported everything that happened in Jiao Valley to the Seven Lords. Yuan Qianmo, your performance should have already caught the attention of the Lords of Tiannan."

"But you don't need to think too much about it. Just focus on your cultivation. If the adults in Tiannan are interested in you, they will naturally take the initiative to see you once your cultivation improves and you show your talent."

Upon hearing this, Yuan Dingchu was even more surprised. The several lords of Tiannan were not simple figures. There were probably only a handful of saints in the entire Death Clan who could be considered saints in their eyes. Most of them were people of extraordinary background.

Yuan Qianmo's background was clearly not good enough; it was only the events that happened in Jiao Valley that made him worthy of attention.

Yuan Qianmo had already left the secret realm, and Yuan Dingchu also did not want to stay in the temple any longer. After talking with General Konghai, he took his leave.

General Kukai did not try to persuade him to stay, but simply invited Yuan Dingchu to visit often.

After leaving Jiao Valley, Yuan Qianmo did not hide his experiences from Yuan Dingchu, but only concealed the role of the Primordial Fate Disc.

"It's actually the legendary 'Time Death Mystic Codex'! You've obtained an incredible opportunity. As far as I know, even in the Southern Life and Death Ruins, no more than five people have mastered it," Yuan Dingchu said.

To cultivate the "Mysterious Codex of Time and Death," one must condense the Divine Image of Time and Death, which even not every disciple of the Ancestor of Light can do.

After all, Qingzu's disciples did not become disciples before becoming saints, so they may not have had the opportunity to learn the method of condensing the Time and Death God Dharma Image.

Of course, not having cultivated the "Time Death Mystic Codex" does not mean one is not strong. Once one's cultivation reaches the level of the great masters of Tiannan, the effect of cultivation techniques becomes very small, and they have basically forged their own paths.

"This trip to Jiao Valley has indeed been very fruitful," Yuan Qianmo remarked sincerely.

"You have received the inheritance left by the Ancestor Qing, so you must work even harder to cultivate in the future. If you are truly chosen by the Tiannan Life and Death Ruins and become a disciple of the Tiannan Life and Death Ruins, it will be of immense benefit to your future cultivation." Yuan Dingchu said seriously, and then added, "This time you accidentally stumbled upon the Divine Wood Sect Master's plan. With the Divine Wood Sect Master's cultivation level, he may have already deduced that it was you. With his cultivation level, he is unlikely to take action against you, but we cannot rule out the possibility that other cultivators from the Wujian Pavilion might make a move."

The Wujian Pavilion is one of the dark forces in the Hell Realm. It was founded by Empress Qiangu 100,000 years ago. After 100,000 years of development, it has become one of the ten strongest dark forces. Although it cannot challenge the Death Clan, it is by no means something that the Primordial God Temple can afford to provoke.

"For the next period of time, you will stay in the Temple of the Primal God to cultivate. If you want to leave the Twilight Death Realm, try to conceal your identity."

Yuan Qianmo nodded, keeping Yuan Dingchu's words firmly in mind.

Based on past experience, one's fate can change uncontrollably due to various external forces. For example, the fact that the Divine Tree Cult Master sent out two Supreme Saints changed his fate to some extent.

The simulation of the Primordial Destiny Divination is not static and should not be taken as absolute truth.

"I see."

Half a day later, Yuan Dingchu brought Yuan Qianmo back to the Yuan God Temple.

……

Within the scorched valley, the divine banana tree casts a dense canopy over the sky.

Two figures slowly emerged from the altar beneath the tree.

One of them appeared to be in his thirties, dressed as a scholar, with a fair complexion and no beard. He wore a blue cloth robe and had a wooden hairpin in his hair, making him seem frail. However, upon closer inspection, one could see that his pupils were like the sun and moon, concealing unfathomable power.

The other was a short, blue-skinned old man. As soon as he appeared, the rules of the entire inner world seemed to stop operating.

"It's been 100,000 years. Could it be that the big fish Master was trying to catch simply doesn't exist?" the scholar asked softly.

"Even a centipede with a hundred legs doesn't die easily. We must never let our guard down when it comes to the Kunlun Realm. After all, it was the birthplace of an existence like the Immovable King. Moreover, in that battle 100,000 years ago, apart from the confirmed death of the old man Sumeru, the whereabouts of the likes of Jiwang and the Ten Tribulations Heavenly Monarch are unknown." The old man said in a deep voice.

Mentioning these names made the scholar's expression turn serious.

"Ten thousand years have passed. If these people were still alive, they would have shown themselves long ago. Perhaps Master is overthinking it."

"I hope so. Since it was defeated 100,000 years ago, the Kunlun Realm should no longer exist in the world," the old man sighed.

Before long, the two figures disappeared, without ever mentioning what had happened in the scorched valley.

Neither Yuan Qianmo nor the leader of the Shenmu Cult were worthy of their attention.

If it were the Bone Empress, the master of the Wujian Pavilion, who came, perhaps it would pique their interest.

By the time the God of the Void sensed the presence of the literati and arrived at the altar, they had already departed.

"It seems that the Seventh Master has no intention of taking Yuan Qianmo as his disciple. That makes sense, since Yuan Qianmo received the inheritance left by the Ancestor, not the Seventh Master's. It is reasonable that the Seventh Master does not accept him."

As for Qingzu, given his status, it's impossible for him to accept a saint as a disciple.