I am the old, fiery-faced man from the senior department.

Looking at the lively gathering of immortals, Bai Zhou smiled from the bottom of his heart.

“That’s wonderful, sir.”

"Aside from being a bit noisy, this kind of gathering... is actually quite nice."

Xi glanced at Miaobi, who was watching from the side, and scoffed. She then led Baizhou to sit down next to Miaobi.

"...Are you trying to die, Eleven?"

Miaobi rebuked Xi, then gave half of the peeled orange to Baizhou.

"Thank you, Mr. Magic Pen."

"Still as polite as ever, Ah Xi."

Looking at Youxi, Miaobi lowered her eyes and gently pinched his cheek.

"I'll have to ask you for help with the old things next year."

"Please rest assured, Mr. Master of the Brush."

Miaobi raised her eyes, looked at her brothers and sisters playing around, and chuckled softly, but it was unclear what she was laughing at.

"Of course I'm at ease... it was just a dream."

With him by their side, their bodies and souls, which had been adrift for thousands of years, finally found a safe haven to rest in.

Hopefully... even a thousand years from now, they can still meet here in such good health.

The first named person in the ninth month

All conditioned phenomena are like dreams, illusions, bubbles, and shadows.

Like dew and lightning, they should be viewed in this way.

My soul drifts into a dream, quietly observing the scenes of a hundred years, which vanish in an instant.

"..."

The ancient god lay in the palace He built for Himself.

When He opened His eyes, the sun and moon shared the sky, their light and halo illuminating the endless fog above the earth.

"..."

This time, He neither stood up and roared to announce His return, nor did He lower His guard against the quiet surroundings.

Even though He had just woken up, He still remembered how humiliatingly He had been bullied by that dragon last time.

This time, don't even think about using the same trick again!

After waiting a while longer, and still not seeing that guy come, He poked his giant head out from the palace with a puzzled look.

"Long time no see, God of the Year."

The greeting that suddenly came from the side startled Him, and He almost lost control of His dream and fell asleep automatically.

He hurriedly tried to pull back and pretend he hadn't seen it, but was shocked to find that his neck was already wrapped around that wretched dragon, and its head was almost touching his.

Why be afraid!

"If you are afraid, why do you want to wake up?"

He questioned.

"...What do I...have to fear?"

Staring at the dragon's blue eye, the ancient god suppressed his panic and opened his huge mouth to bite it fiercely.

but……

Those sharp teeth, which should have been able to shatter mountains, couldn't even leave a mark on the scales of a true dragon.

It's just a soft neck... but with just a little force, I could enjoy the beautiful sight of him bleeding profusely...

Why...

This body... can't exert any strength?

"You people..."

The ancient god tried his best to teach the true dragon a lesson.

But the body was rebelling against His thoughts.

Do not……

Those guys are still trying to corrupt His sanity.

What utter trash!

A mere true dragon...

mere...

"You should rest. You're old. This era no longer needs you."

The scales on my neck sent a ticklish sensation and a gentle licking feeling through them.

The true dragon looked at this oldest, most powerful, and most arrogant god, and this time, he did not rush to resort to violence.

Perhaps... kind words can persuade Him to willingly fall into slumber...

"Don't even think about it... you damned dragon... my freedom is not up to you to decide!"

He continued to gnaw at the dragon's neck unwillingly, but the harder and more eager He tried, the gentler and more intimate the feeling returned to the dragon became.

It was as if he were facing not an arrogant god, but immortals who regarded him as family.

The more effort he exerted, the angrier he became.

"You worthless scum, how dare you try to influence my decision!"

He rose up in rebellion, trying to eliminate all those who could not see themselves and regain control of his body.

"...Why, why won't you listen to me?"

Knowing that the negotiations had broken down, the true dragon sighed regretfully and recited the incantation he had prepared long ago.

"I...this time...I will never..."

Fighting against the ever-growing drowsiness, the oldest god used all his strength to regain control of his body, even if only for a brief moment, He would leave His mark on this hateful dragon.

"...I hope it won't happen again next time."

Baiyue slowly opened her eyes.

Looking at the incense that had not yet burned out, he couldn't help but raise his hand to touch his throat.

He truly deserves to be called the oldest and strongest god; even a severely restricted soul can harm him.

"..."

"Ah Xi, are you hurt?"

A gentle embrace brought Bai Zheng back to his senses.

"No, all is well, sir."

Feeling the realness of the person in his arms, Bai Zhou couldn't help but smile.

It was all worth it...

The conditions have been met; a new path to ascension has begun.

"..."

I apologize for bothering you at this time, fellow traveler.

The system spread out its typewriter, indicating that it had no intention of disturbing the two's sweet nothings.

But this is very important, and I hope you can take some time to look at it.

Alright, the system sent a freshly generated data sheet to Bai Zhou.

It was precisely because of this data sheet that Bai Zhou remained silent.

The position of the God of War is incomparably revered. Therefore, the God of War must sit serenely in the high heavens, overseeing the grand scheme of change, and must not act rashly.

Those who bear the name are powerful beings who serve Sichen. They will remove all obstacles for Sichen and are the agents and successors of Sichen's will.

And now, the first named person has been personally mentored by you and has risen directly to your position.

"The first...named person?"

The daytime remains unresolved.

He certainly created many things. But neither the Arcane Lifeforms nor the Divine Dragon Venerables had the ability to become beings at the "Named" level.

So... this named person who was brought to life by his own initiative...

When Bai Zhou finally saw the data on the "named individuals," he became even more silent.

[Name: Age]

A wise bird chooses its tree to perch on. Even an arrogant god can be hypocritical... or perhaps, it's just a fool walking into a trap?

[Source of Name: Different Paths, Same Destination]

"...a fool who walked right into a trap."

It's likely that I'll have an experience similar to Bai Ye's... being tricked by the "different paths leading to the same destination" blessing.

Thinking about that bite before going to sleep, Bai Zhou roughly sorted everything out.

Unwilling to accept being humiliated twice, God brought down His punishment and attempted to come to the mortal world through some secret method.

But He never expected that the opponent's trump card was so outrageous that He was caught red-handed and turned into a laborer.

"..."

Bai Zhou glanced at Xi, and after confirming that the other party was unharmed, he felt a little curious about Sui's current state.

[Because the first named individual had special circumstances, I specifically extracted and preserved their consciousness separately. Fellow practitioners can choose to communicate with them directly without worrying about affecting their fragments in the mortal world.]

Although the system presents itself in text, the high spirits hidden between the words point directly to daylight.