Tribulation of Myriad Races

Chapter 1869: Hierarchy Of Contempt (3)

Su Yu had only discovered this realm by following the dao. Otherwise, it would be much harder for him to discover a realm so weak. The race ruling this realm resembled gorillas, and they had also developed a crude civilization.

Ruins from the previous or earlier epochs could be found all over the realm. This must have been a prosperous realm once upon a time. However, the original rulers had gone extinct, and these gorillas rose to become the new rulers of this realm. It was unknown if these gorillas were a new race or an existing race that had existed even when the previous rulers were around.

Naturally, Su Yu wasn’t too interested in the history of this realm. Perhaps the same thing would happen in the Human Realm if the humans were to go extinct. A new race would rise, ruling the realm unaware of its past glory.

Civilization would restart from scratch. The discovery of some ancient ruins might accelerate the development of this new civilization, pushing it into an era of cultivation. But without proper inheritance, the new rulers would most likely remain a bunch of weaklings, just like the rulers of this realm. They would remain oblivious of the world outside, oblivious to the existence of the countless experts outside.

Even when their realm shook, they would most likely assume that it was the anger of the gods, or perhaps they would simply assume that it was a natural disaster. They would never know that it was actually due to the battles between powerhouses.

“How lamentable. But then again, who am I to comment on the joy of a fish without being a fish myself?”

Su Yu chuckled. Perhaps their ignorance was also a good thing for them.

Without knowledge of the Myriad Realms, they could continue living their happy lives here. Even when some other races discovered them, they probably wouldn’t bother to interfere in the lives of these people, just like how Su Yu was completely unbothered to do anything toward them. This was a poor realm with no powerful experts. Who would care about it?

“This will be the final page to insert. It has been…three months.”

This was probably the longest time Su Yu had ever spent focusing on a single matter. Three months!

It was already the end of March.

“With 1,477 seeds planted, I only need to wait for the harvest now.”

And thus, Su Yu planted the final page into the dao. He still kept three pages in his book. These were the pages for the divines, devils, and immortals. For now, he couldn’t do anything about the three races.

“I’m finally done.”

Su Yu was so tired that he had the urge to take a long sleep. He had worked unceasingly for three whole months, visiting over a thousand realms and entering the River of Time repeatedly, contesting against the myriad daos again and again. He was tired.

At the peak, he had visited as many as thirty realms in a day. Through the numerous entries into the River of Time, his comprehension of the myriad daos had deepened considerably. Now, he no longer needed his Heaven Gate to roughly determine the attributes and location of a dao.

He had also grown more knowledgeable. Every visit was a process of understanding and witnessing different laws and races. Every one of the pages he had planted was a process of roughly comprehending a new dao. Talent was naturally required for such a task.

Su Yu reckoned that this would be too hard for someone like Martial Emperor. It wasn’t that Su Yu was looking down on Martial Emperor, but that fellow was definitely not someone so talented.

“I believe I can gain a massive growth if I try to push my mastery over the pen dao right now.”

Su Yu smiled. This was a rare experience. He had visited over a thousand realms, cultivated over a thousand cultivation methods, and witnessed over a thousand races. It was impossible for him not to experience any growth after such an experience.

After a short rest, he entered the River of Time again. He wanted to first push his mastery over the pen dao before returning to the Human Realm. Henceforth, the pen dao would serve as his cover. That would be his main dao on cover while he cultivated the myriad daos in secret.

While moving toward the pen dao, he thought about his future. He imagined a future meeting with Culture King. At the time, he would show Culture King his pen dao. And Culture King would say something like: “Yo, just a pen dao? Ahh, what a weakling. I can seize it from you at any time.”

And then, Su Yu would release his myriad daos and make Culture King weep. Wow. That would be quite a sight.

“That’s a great idea. I will carry it out. How can I call myself a scholar without a trump card and a cover?

“Right, that Dragonblood Marquis is quite impressive as well. How many death spirits has he consumed recently? Why do I feel like my death spirit dao is on the verge of surpassing my pen dao?”

It had only been three months. Had that fellow gone mad in the Death Realm?

Su Yu had a feeling that if he were to retrieve the death spirit page immediately, he would grow much stronger than before. What was that fake destiny child of Death Realm doing? Was he reaching the level of a heavenly king?

Su Yu grinned. Sure enough, ambition was the biggest fuel of growth. Previously, Dragonblood Marquis was only a tier-four Daofuse, similar to Su Yu in strength. But now, he felt near the level of a tier-two Daofuse. In short, he was probably as strong as Marquis Lanshan or even stronger. He had clearly devoured a lot of death spirits to grow so rapidly.

***

While Su Yu was thinking about all that.

Somewhere enveloped in darkness.

In the middle of the darkness was a conspicuous person with fluttering white robes. This person was gasping heavily, looking incomparably exhausted. Despite his exhaustion, a gentle smile hung on his face. Suddenly, he looked back and chuckled, “The successor of the pen dao…is thinking something bad about me…”

Even when he was drenched in sweat and blood, a smile constantly hung on his face, giving him a confident and carefree disposition.

“He dares entertain such thoughts even when he has just inherited the pen dao. Sure enough, I am the sole heavenly genius to exist since time immemorial. Everyone else is trash.”

His smile was dripping with contempt toward the very heavens. A successor of his pen dao had only appeared after so many years. The world was indeed filled with fools. A pity. It was too late.

The pen dao was not weak, but it also wasn’t too impressively strong. One still needed time to grow even with the pen dao. It was already too late.

“It’s too late. But someone capable of inheriting my pen dao can be considered talented. What a pity. There’s no time left…”

If this had happened earlier, there might still be hope.

“Back then, I took 170 years to reach that level with the pen dao. Can this new guy…compare against me?”

He smiled. He had taken 170 years to reach his peak with the pen dao. At that level, he was already strong enough to kill more than half of the Masters of Laws in existence. But this successor had only initiated dao fusion not long ago.

How long would it take for this person to reach the same level? Even upon mastering it, this successor would only be a Master of Law. That was too weak. That was insufficient. Just as this individual was thinking about all that, he blanked out.

He seemed to have sensed something. That successor seemed to have improved. He could sense the successor mastering a large chunk of the pen dao in the blink of an eye.

How weird.

That successor had grown rapidly during the first day of the fusion. Then, things had been stagnant. What was this sudden growth?

“Could it be that…he has been putting my pen dao aside all along? And he’s cultivating it today after finally remembering it? No. That’s not possible. He must have gained a massive comprehension through some unknown fortuitous encounter.”

The man in white chuckled and tossed the matter out of his mind. This no longer mattered. It was too late. Way too late. He could only say that the new master of the pen dao was unlucky to appear so late. If the new master had appeared earlier, there might still be hope.

“I am the only genius of the myriad realms. Since I required 170 years to start pioneering a dao, he will probably take no less than a hundred years to reach a considerable level of strength even if he is focusing only on dao fusion.”

With another smile, the man in white strode forth. As he moved, blood continued spreading all over his robes. He had been fighting for too many years. He was weary. Tired. That dumb Tai Shan had messed things up. Sure enough, a stupid teammate was unreliable.

“Brute! Barbaric trash!”

The same disdainful laughter reverberated in the darkness.

But apart from disdain, a sense of resignation could also be felt in that laughter. Even an unreliable teammate was better than nothing.

***

At the same time, Su Yu was advancing in the pen dao.

After his numerous comprehensions of the myriad daos, he was able to advance unobstructed. Back when he first initiated fusion with this dao, he had fused with about thirty percent of the dao. That made him a fourth-degree Eternal.

Today, he had advanced massively forward.

Thirty-five percent, forty percent, fifty percent…

As he advanced, his aura grew stronger and stronger. One could say that this was the fruit of his labor during the past three months. He only stopped when he went over sixty percent of the dao. With a smile, he turned around and returned.

Seventh-degree Eternal.

He had finally reached the seventh-degree Eternal Realm. Previously, he had the combat strength of a tier-four Daofuse. Now, he was probably as strong as a peak tier-three Daofuse.

He wouldn’t be weaker than Great Qin King and the others anymore. He would need to reach tier two to reach the level of people like Tiangu. He was in no rush.

Cultivating the dao required comprehension, and his talent in this aspect was unparalleled. He also had keen eyes and a broad knowledge base. It was only a matter of time before he surpassed all those old fellows.

“Right now, I can probably put up a fight even against Tiangu even if I still can’t win against him.”

With a smile, Su Yu exited the River of Time. He could probably reach that level after some accumulation.

“I will probably gain the combat strength of a tier-two Daofuse at seventy percent. At eighty percent, I can probably reach the level of a heavenly king. And at ninety percent, will I reach the level of a pseudo king? And beyond ninety percent, can I contend against the ancient human kings walking the physical body path?”

Su Yu raised his brow. In that case, the pen dao was indeed quite impressive. Even if it was weaker than the physical body dao, it was absolutely not weak. Of course, this was only his estimation, but he was quite sure he was right.

“Great Zhou King and the others sent me several messages about Bountiful Treasure’s surrender. Why are they bothering me about such a trivial matter?”

Su Yu was left quite speechless. He did not care too much for Bountiful Treasure’s surrender. A mere tier-five Daofuse who might only be a tier-six Daofuse. Why should he care too much about someone like that?

He still remembered that he had promised to kill Bountiful Treasure back then.

“Time to go back.”

Compared to Bountiful Treasure, Su Yu was more concerned about the upper Realm. It had been several months. Those guarding the entrance must have received some new information regarding the Upper Realm.

Like the other white-robed individual, Su Yu flew off in his fluttering white robes, exuding an aura of incomparable carefreeness despite his exhausted state. It was time to leave.