Chapter 207: Ice Empress: I'm furious; he actually looks down on a divine position!
Lin Qingmo opened the chat group.
He immediately saw a string of messages all sent by "Bingbing."
[Bingbing]: @Dad Douluo, Ah Qing! Where's the Vast Sea Cosmic Shroud? Why haven't you sent any updates? I'm dying of anxiety from waiting!
[Bingbing]: Didn't you say the Vast Sea Cosmic Shroud is in the Heaven Dou Empire? You've already joined Heaven Dou Royal Academy, so why is there still no progress?
[Bingbing]: Say something! Don't tell me you forgot about this.
[Bingbing]: Where are you? Stop pretending to be dead; I know you're reading this!
[Bingbing]: Ah Qing!!!
[Dad Douluo]: Why are you in such a hurry? I just joined Heaven Dou Royal Academy. I don't even know which way the gates of the Heaven Dou imperial palace open. How am I supposed to get in contact with the Vast Sea Cosmic Shroud?
[Dad Douluo]: Besides, that's the Heaven Dou Empire's national treasure, not some cabbage by the roadside you can just pick up.
The moment the message was sent,
Bingbing's reply followed immediately, as if she had been waiting right in front of the chat group interface.
[Bingbing]: Then hurry up and think of a way! That thing is related to the Sea God's inheritance. Do you know how many people would dream of getting such an opportunity?!
Lin Qingmo couldn't help but smile wryly. "Why does it feel like Bingbing is even more anxious than I am?"
[Dad Douluo]: To be honest, I'm really not that interested in the Sea God's divine position.
A few seconds passed before messages began popping up one after another.
[A Rogue Rabbit]: Huh?
[A Rogue Rabbit]: Ah Qing, you don't want to become a god?
[Tyrant Dragon Mom]: ??? What nonsense are you talking about? Did you get a fever today?
[Little Witch]: Am I seeing this wrong? You're not interested in a divine position? That's a god! The kind that can overturn the heavens and earth with a wave of the hand!
[Green Grass Mom]: Ah Qing, that's a divine position. Countless soul masters and soul beasts spend their entire lives unable to even touch the threshold of becoming a god. How can you not be interested?
[Yanzi]: Uh… I'm curious about your reason, Ah Qing.
[Golden Liquid Angel]: Same here.
…
Inside the carriage, Qian Renxue's eyes flickered.
She did not believe anyone could be uninterested in a divine position.
…
[Bingbing]: Ah Qing, do you have some misunderstanding about the Sea God? That's the Sea God! The god who rules the ocean! Just think about it, once you become the Sea God, the entire ocean becomes your domain.
Lin Qingmo looked at the flood of messages in the group and couldn't help but chuckle.
The Sea God's divine position?
It was merely a first-class god.
Within the hierarchy of the God Realm, first-class gods were not the pinnacle, let alone those God Kings of the God Realm Committee.
Within the God Realm Committee, the Goddess of Kindness, the God of Evil, the Asura God, the Goddess of Life, and the God of Destruction were the true top existences.
And Sea God Poseidon?
A veteran first-class god who had stayed in the God Realm for tens of thousands of years yet couldn't even touch the edge of the God Realm Committee.
Moreover, that old fellow's character was truly hard to compliment.
Lin Qingmo's thoughts drifted as he recalled a scene from the original—
Qian Renxue's Angel Nine Trials, the inheritance ceremony of the Angel God, should have been absolutely confidential.
And yet?
Sea God Poseidon, across two separate inheritance grounds, forcibly broadcast her trial contents in real time to Shrek and the others.
Such behavior, in any civilization, would be considered extremely despicable and shameless.
A dignified god, who had lived for tens of thousands of years, yet behaved like this?
Lin Qingmo sneered.
He had no desire to accept an inheritance where every move he made would be watched by such a disgusting old fellow.
Who knew, maybe even bathing one day would be broadcast to others.
Disgusting.
Just thinking about it made him feel uncomfortable.
A divine position from someone like that, even if handed to him for free, he wouldn't want it.
While he was thinking all this, his arm was suddenly nudged.
Lin Qingmo came back to his senses.
Looking down, he saw Ning Rongrong had somehow moved close beside him.
Her delicate little face was almost pressed against his arm.
"Ah Qing, who were you talking to just now?"
Ning Rongrong blinked, looking at him curiously.
"I saw you tapping at the air and muttering things like 'disgusting old fellow' and 'wouldn't take it even for free.' What is it? Something fun? Tell me!"
Lin Qingmo casually put away the group interface and smiled. "Nothing. Just thought of an old guy who's not very likable and complained a bit."
"Really?"
Ning Rongrong dodged his hand and stared suspiciously into his eyes.
She knew what Lin Qingmo had said in the chat group.
Secretly, she clicked her tongue. Even a divine position is being looked down on; she really wants to know why!
…
Extreme North.
At the center of an ice cavern stood a massive throne carved from ten-thousand-year-old ice.
On the throne lay a giant ice-blue scorpion.
At this moment, in front of the Ice Empress floated a virtual panel visible only to her. It displayed the chat group interface.
She had clearly seen Lin Qingmo's words about not being interested in the Sea God's divine position.
"Bang!"
The Ice Empress slammed her scorpion tail onto the ice surface with a sharp, explosive sound.
A deep crack instantly split across the hard ice, spiderweb-like fractures spreading outward.
"This Ah Qing is really saying things that don't sound human at all!"
The Ice Empress's voice was filled with undisguised indignation.
Her tail lashed again, striking the ice and creating another crack.
Beside her on the ice throne sat a woman in a white dress.
The Snow Empress looked at the Ice Empress's agitated state and sighed softly.
"Alright, Bing'er, calm down. Ah Qing has his own thoughts. We can't control him."
"How can I not be angry?"
The Ice Empress's tail struck again, her tone filled with frustration and resentment.
Her massive body shifted on the ice throne.
Her ice-blue eyes stared fixedly at the panel before her, as if trying to pierce through it.
"We soul beasts cultivate for hundreds of thousands of years, facing heavenly tribulations that grow more terrifying each time."
"Once every hundred thousand years, and each time is a near-death experience!"
"We struggle desperately to cultivate, enduring countless days and nights in a place like the Extreme North. Isn't it all for the chance to one day break through the limits and ascend to godhood?"
Her voice grew louder and louder, carrying the unwillingness and exhaustion accumulated over hundreds of thousands of years.
"Becoming a god is our only hope. It's the only thing that keeps me going through each tribulation."
"Every time I'm struck half-dead by heavenly tribulation, I tell myself to endure a little longer, hold on a little more. Maybe next time I'll succeed; maybe I'll finally become a god and escape this constant fear."
She paused, her voice turning gritted and bitter.
"And what happens?"
"That Ah Qing has a ready-made divine position right in front of him, practically within reach."
"A chance that countless people can only dream of, yet he says he's not interested?"
"Bang!!!"
The Ice Empress's tail slammed down once more with a thunderous crash.
"He can easily obtain the key to a divine position, yet he looks at it with disdain!"
"It's infuriating!"
Her voice echoed throughout the ice cavern, shaking loose shards of ice from the surrounding walls.
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