CHAPTER 85: CHAPTER 85: ANCESTOR STAR AT THE CREST OF THE WAVE

At the very top of a building, five young men and women gathered in a circle,

"He actually rejected us!!"

"Damn, even such passionate words couldn’t move him? What a cold-blooded guy!" said a dark-skinned boy jumping up and down.

A girl wearing a pink lolita dress frowned and spoke.

"His killing ability and observation skills are top-notch, he almost instantly saw through my puppet technique. It’s such a pity that this local prodigy won’t join us."

"Hmph! What’s so regrettable? Such a person’s heart is already cold. I thought, seeing his actions for ordinary people on video, he was a man of integrity, but now it seems, it might really just be a show!"

A burly man standing close to two meters spoke discontentedly.

"Well, everyone has their own concerns. If he doesn’t want to join, we shouldn’t force it. We’re here for the honor and dignity of the Ancestor Star to not be trampled by the New Star, but that doesn’t mean we have the right to demand others do the same."

The one sitting at the head was a young man wearing black round-frame glasses. He didn’t look very old, but he spoke with the weight of experience.

Hearing him say this, everyone finally quieted down.

"The Training Camp is about to start, and this time it’s very important. The higher the ranking, the more benefits you can get. Rama, we all have our tasks, only you can participate in the Training Camp, make sure to secure a good rank!"

The young man looked towards the corner where a blond boy sat, with his pupils dyed golden, exuding a sharpness like an unsheathed blade, revealing his edge without any concealment.

"Don’t worry, leave it all to me. The Training Camp will have the privilege of witnessing my edge, as for that guy, it doesn’t matter if he doesn’t join us."

"He might have some talent, but compared to me, he’s worlds apart. I’ll show him what a genius truly is and let him understand what he just missed!" Rama said with a serious tone.

If Su Tu were here at this moment, he would immediately understand where this strong sense of high school drama from the Mask Organization came from.

The leader of the group frowned slightly at Rama’s words, finding it a bit too intense.

"Cool!! That’s the spirit, make him regret it!!" The dark-skinned boy looked at Rama with shining eyes.

At this moment, the boy with glasses only felt a wave of exhaustion, no wonder others don’t join, it really felt like playing house with elementary school kids.

...

Outside the Star River, a strange planet floated.

Why call it strange? It’s because the planet seemed to be squeezed flat by some monstrous force, forming a roundtable-like appearance.

On this roundtable were figures exuding powerful auras, and compared to their restraint on the Ancestor Star, these guardians did not hide their formidable essence at all.

The oppression on the Ancestor Star over these days really felt a bit stifling.

In their respective areas, guardians grouped together, most regions having three guardians, a few having five.

But like the North Sea, only a handful had as many as eight guardians.

The more guardians there are, the more unique and important their area is on the Ancestor Star.

Like the North Sea, a place of god and demon conflicts in ancient times, or Mount Tai, the head of the Five Peaks, the legendary primordial place of the Lord of Mount Tai and the root of the human emperor’s fief, and places like Kunlun and Changbai Mountain, where rich legends run deep, all are overseen by guardians far beyond other areas.

"What’s this meeting about anyway?"

"No clue, the Daoist Master just notified us guardians to meet, didn’t say for what."

"Is he unhappy about the progress of Martial Arts Dao?"

"How much faster can it go, after being suppressed for so long, you suddenly want to promote martial arts, are you really going to use extreme methods? This is the Ancestor Star, the root of humanity!"

The guardians exchanged conversations in small groups.

Speculating on the purpose of this gathering by the Daoist Master.

Buzz~

An ancient book suddenly appeared atop the planet, covering the sky and blocking out the sun, instantly encapsulating the entire roundtable planet.

"Apologies for keeping everyone waiting."

A scholar clad in a Confucian robe appeared, walking gently down from the ancient book.

Each step he took left behind a distinct character hovering in the void, as his footfalls fell, a character would anchor firmly beneath their feet.

"Daoist Master!!"

"Greetings, Daoist Master!!"

"We greet the Daoist Master Wen Shi!!"

All the guardians bowed respectfully in salute, but among the crowd, Zhou Wuliang stood out more than anyone. He was bowing too, but the degree of his bow was shallower than a sneeze.

"Old Zhou, you’re quite flattering me." Daoist Master Wen Shi looked at Zhou Wuliang with a wry smile.

"Fair is fair. For your protection of the human race, you deserve our respect. It’s just my... old age, makes bending over a bit difficult."

Zhou Wuliang said flatly.

"Hahaha, Old Zhou is joking. After that battle, no one has the right to put on airs in front of you. For the Federation, you are the last of the Heaven-Reaching Dojo...."

"Alright! Let bygones be bygones. I once was a Celestial Being, in your eyes, just a slightly bigger ant, now even falling from that, I am not worth mentioning."

Zhou Wuliang raised his hand, surprisingly interrupting Daoist Master Wen Shi’s words.

The Daoist Master stands beyond Tier Five’s three barriers, a Celestial Breaker, surpassing the Venerables, the pinnacle of existence.

Every Daoist Master is a deterrent force for civilization, the strength of which depends on how many Daoist Masters a civilization possesses.

Thus, a Daoist Master holds the highest position in any civilization.

Yet now, Zhou Wuliang, this guardian, this self-proclaimed fallen elder, dared to interrupt the Daoist Master’s words publicly.

But, including Wen Shi, no one felt anything was amiss.

"If Old Zhou does not wish, then it shall remain untold." Wen Shi chuckled softly.

"Onto business then. Now all races have their eyes on the Ancestor Star and it’s impossible to hide. We can only accelerate the rise of fate. The Federation will buy time, hoping everyone could draw out and explore the Douluo Palace ruins as much as possible before the other races arrive on the Ancestor Star."

"I’ve discussed this with several Daoist Masters. Given the significance of this Ancestor Star event, the participating children are heroes of humanity. Thus, we have decided, the top seven of this Martial Arts examination will become our personal disciples."

"Seven... Old Zhou, you should like this number." Wen Shi’s voice was gentle and approachable.

However, Zhou Wuliang didn’t respond to his words at all.

But at this moment, everyone else present was utterly thrilled by the message.

Personal disciples of the Daoist Master!!!

What an honor and status, building a connection with the Daoist Master would be an unimaginable opportunity.

If one’s student becomes a Daoist Master’s personal disciple, isn’t that practically becoming co-teacher with the Daoist Master? My goodness! This causality, this association, utterly unimaginable!

One can already foresee, once this news spreads, the entire Federation will be in a frenzy, all eligible prodigies will seize the opportunity, rushing to the Ancestor Star.

With just a sentence, Wen Shi hurled the Ancestor Star into the eye of the storm!

As everyone was buzzing with excitement, planning and discussing, only Zhou Wuliang looked up at Wen Shi.

Their eyes met, and in that silence, thunder crashed softly.

"Can you still strike the ’7’?" Wen Shi’s gaze carried a playful glint.