I'm not just human!

"No, or rather, not for now. We'll have to wait until you become truly powerful. As for my purpose in coming here... well, I'm here to protect you."

Xia Fa was taken aback:

"Guardian?"

The commentator laughed:

"Yes, while I'm still in a 'unbound' state after just finishing commentating on such a super fighting grand prix that has attracted worldwide attention, I can protect you."

As he spoke, he gave a rather helpless, bitter laugh:

"Otherwise, once I solidify again, I estimate I'll only be able to recognize who you are, but I won't be able to control my own behavior anymore."

Xia Fa was stunned for a moment, and a lot of questions immediately popped into his mind.

But he knew he couldn't ask.

According to the information recorded in the diary of the righteous god [First History], which was read during the "Dream Conference," the most powerful entities are even qualified to directly communicate and cooperate with the righteous gods.

In this situation, to try to uncover the secrets of a top-ten entity like the commentator is, if not equivalent to peeping into the secrets of a true god, at least equivalent to peeping into the secrets of an outer god, which is far too dangerous.

Therefore, Xia Fa had no choice but to seize this opportunity and immediately agree to the help the commentator was about to provide.

"Alright, I won't ask any more questions. Thank you in advance, sir/madam. If there's anything I can do for you in the future, please don't hesitate to ask."

The commentator was taken aback at first, not expecting Xia Fa to say that, but then shook his head and smiled:

"Your personality is quite similar to that of Lord [Absolute Defense]... No wonder you were both able to sign the Silver Throne."

He paused, as if remembering something, and his expression became serious again:

"Because of my own abilities, I can perceive some of your special qualities; this is a skill I possess."

“Even the bard, the storyteller, and the recently emerged, extremely powerful Gluttonous Being, are not necessarily better than me in this respect.”

"But don't worry, I won't use you or frame you for this."

"For me, I would rather you survive and become strong until the day you are qualified to work with me."

"So, you can rest assured to sign your next overlord-level secret contract. I'll protect you. Do you know that you are a Heavenly Destiny Holy Spirit? I never thought that after such a long time, another Heavenly Destiny Holy Spirit would appear."

Seeing that this seemed like a valid question, Xia Fa couldn't help but ask curiously:

"The Holy Spirit of Destiny?"

The commentator nodded, his tone quite wistful:

"That's right, they signed a top-level secret agreement, and after becoming the ruler, they are called extraordinary monarchs."

"As for those who have signed two hegemonic-level secret contracts, if they can become the ruler, they will be called the Secret Emperor."

"And you, neither a transcendent monarch nor a secret emperor, are able to sign three hegemon-level secret contracts. Once you become the ruler, you will undoubtedly be... the Holy Spirit of Destiny!"

Xia Fa's gaze sharpened, and he seemed to be deep in thought.

It turns out that the being who signed the three hegemonic secret contracts, after becoming the ruler, is called the Heavenly Mandate Holy Spirit.

What about four, or five?

For most people, this might not be a consideration, but for Xia Fa, it's something very worthwhile to investigate.

"Then... is there anything special about the Heavenly Spirit? Or, why is it called that?"

Xia Fa continued to press, saying that the opportunity to learn occult knowledge from an actual being was extremely rare, even more so than the opportunity to learn from Dick Tudor.

The commentator smiled:

"What exactly is special... you'll know when you reach the Sovereign rank. Of course, there will be some records in the Golden Dao Beacon Scroll, but I'll only mention one thing that isn't in the Golden Dao Beacon Scroll."

Xia Fa immediately said:

"what?"

On this bright, sunny morning, in this magnificent palace, the entity known as the guide suddenly leaned close to Shafa's ear and whispered:

"The Holy Spirit of Destiny...in the extremely distant ancient times, was also known as...the Young God."

A nascent deity?!

Xia Fa felt a sudden shock, as if a raging storm had been unleashed, or as if ten thousand bolts of lightning had struck down at once.

Although he did make a grand vow when he first arrived in this extraordinary world, wanting to become the most powerful extraordinary being, or even a true god.

However, it's like an ordinary person casually saying they want to become the world's richest person; although they may have a strong desire for it, they don't really take it seriously.

Now, Xia Fa never expected that he... would actually be able to get involved with the most supreme and powerful being, the God of Justice?

Although one must attain the position of Sovereign to become the Holy Spirit of Heaven, that is, the infant God.

But the key question is, once I truly become the ruler, wouldn't I have to sign nine hegemonic secret agreements?

Three overlord-level secret contracts are already considered nascent gods, so what if there were nine overlord-level secret contracts...?

The commentator then stood up again, smiling, and said:

"I don't know why they're called juvenile gods. Besides, this title doesn't really seem to represent having the status of a 'god,' but it must be closely related to the gods."

"Therefore, Xiafa, I eagerly await the day you reach the position of Sovereign."

He paused, then smiled and said:

"To be honest, I can't tell what rank you are now. I only know that you haven't become a demigod yet. So, another benefit of the Heavenly Fate Holy Spirit is already obvious in you, isn't it?"

"You haven't even achieved the demigod rank, yet you've defeated so many top-tier angel-level overlords. And this is only after you've signed two overlord-level secret contracts. What if you sign a third one?"

As the narrator spoke, he suddenly waved his hand, and dozens of spotlights descended from the sky within the golden palace, converging on the floor not far ahead.

"Alright, let's hurry up and sign it while we have the chance. I only have a few minutes left to 'unfreeze' myself."

Xia Fa nodded solemnly to him, and then, with a serious expression, walked towards the spot where dozens of spotlights were gathered.

From the commentator's words, he realized that the commentator only knew that the next secret contract he was about to sign was also a hegemon-level secret contract, but seemed not to know which one it was.

In comparison, the identity of that "Levimir" seems even more powerful and unfathomable.

"Oh, right, there's one more thing."

Just as Xia Fa was about to step into the spotlight, the commentator suddenly remembered something and quickly said:

"Let me tell you now. With your victory in the Super Fighting Grand Prix, people from the nine major churches will definitely come to recruit you. Even the Pope, Patriarch, and Holy Emperor may come in person. But if you want to join the Earthly Kingdom, you can only join the two true gods, [Absolute Defense] and [Paradox Joker]."

"Remember, it's only possible."

Xia Fa felt a chill run down his spine:

"why is that?"

The commentator sighed:

"Because, now, of the nine true gods, only [Absolute Defense] and [Paradox Joker] are real; the other seven... are all fake."

When he said this, his face showed an expression of extreme loneliness and disappointment, as if he had aged several hundred years in an instant.

Xia Fa was startled, remembering what those unknown beings in the dark space had said to him when he signed the first secret contract, which was the Ether Source.

"The nine true gods of this world... are all fake!"

"The [Nature Monarch] is fake! The [Silver Universe] is fake! [First History] is fake! Even [Absolute Defense] and [Supreme Law]... are all fake!"

At the time, he didn't believe it at all, but later, due to some events, he began to have some doubts about this claim.

Now, the commentator, who has been extremely kind to him, has offered a similar yet quite different explanation.

Countless questions kept surfacing in Xia Fa's mind.

"Are all nine righteous gods fake, or are only seven of them fake?"

"Or perhaps, the nine true gods are real, but those unknown beings were simply insane and created them out of imagination. Although the guide was very kind to me, as a physical being, he was probably also partly insane..."

"But if the nine righteous gods really have no problems, why are these claims being made?"

Xia Fa felt as if countless doubts and mysteries were rising in his mind, as if he were falling into a thick fog.

However, seeing that the commentator seemed to be about to lose control of himself again, he had no choice but to quickly respond.

"Okay, I understand, sir. Thank you again."

The commentator nodded, then fell silent. His calm and resolute expression began to slowly shift towards passion and excitement.

It seems that this entity... is about to return to its role as a commentator.

Xia Fa immediately turned around and walked towards the area where dozens of spotlights were gathered without hesitation.

During this time, he mentally activated the secret technique taught to him by "Levimir," called the "Eye of Faith," in order to check the number of people who believed in him.

As soon as the secret technique was activated, Xia Fa felt a sudden jolt in his spiritual intuition, as if he had instantly connected with the Star Spirit Realm.

Then he saw that deep within the Star Spirit Realm, which was like a cosmic starry sky, a piece of land on a phantom planet lit up.

Within the lit-up land, countless tiny red dots lit up, vaguely resembling human figures, including men, women, and children.

That illusory planet... seems to be a projection of Caligia in the Protoss realm.

And that land... was Putte Farm!

Back then, in the land of gods in the Foggy Carnival Desert, he won ten million acres of potato fields for mankind by defeating the Blademen and the Giants, which were located on Putte Farm!

These red dots seemed to light up once each without Xia Fa having to count them, and then gradually converged into a number in his mind.

Six hundred and ninety-seven thousand three hundred and fifty-two.

No, these are not numbers; they are a full 697,352 living people… people who believe in Him!

In a daze, Xia Fa even saw various scenes in an instant when those beliefs were established.

It was an old man, thin and disheveled, holding the hand of his bewildered grandson, bowing devoutly before his statue in the black soil planted with potatoes.

It was a simple-looking man, with his gentle and virtuous wife, kneeling together before his statue, praying for a peaceful life to come.

There was also a family who were almost skin and bones from hunger, their clothes tattered, holding huge potatoes they had just dug out of the ground, tears streaming down their faces, bowing repeatedly in gratitude to his statue in the distance.

These 697,352 people... were all refugees displaced by the famine, expressing their gratitude for the potatoes he brought and the rural life they would soon be able to return to.

Of course, some of them were commoners and nobles from Putte, but they were relatively few, and the total number seemed to be just over ten thousand.

Xia Fa remained silent, watching those scenes unfold, and for the first time, he felt a sense of belonging in this world.

It turns out that what I did back then really helped so many people...