When talking about his apprentice, Yi Wenbo felt a mix of nostalgia and worry.
Given his disciple's personality, what if he gets killed before he even reaches the peak of his cultivation?
The more Yi Wenbai thought about it, the more likely it seemed. However, the severance of the path to ascension not only hindered the ascension of those in the lower realm, but also prevented him, who had already ascended, from communicating with those in the lower realm.
That's why he hasn't sent any news back for thousands of years.
His greatest expectation for his apprentice was probably that he would die peacefully in his old age.
The turmoil in the divine realm is still far from An Ge's reach. She can feel her divine status becoming more and more perfect, but she is still a long way from becoming a god.
An Ge felt that life goes on whether one becomes a god or not. It wouldn't be worth it to work so hard every day just to become a god.
That's why she, who's essentially a lazy bum, often meddles in other people's business.
After all, life can get boring if it's always the same. People need to have something to do.
If only these things wouldn't keep her so busy.
After leaving the West Asian continent, An Ge followed Jon to his plane without stopping.
Upon arriving in the new plane, An Ge was stunned by the rich spiritual energy. Even though she was already a Nascent Soul cultivator, her spiritual power increased slightly upon arriving in this plane.
Don't underestimate this small step. If she were on the Tianxuan Continent, with her talent, it would take her at least a hundred years of cultivation to achieve this.
“Jon, I finally understand why you’re so strong.” An Ge looked at Jon with a knowing expression.
The elven magic of this plane may not be as advanced as Nat's, but their magical power is far superior. Keep in mind that the elves of this plane are generally much younger than Nat and his companions.
The portal opened at the entrance to the elven realm, surrounded by tall trees. Because elves frequently visited, the surrounding weeds and trees had clearly been cleared away.
Just as An Ge was about to follow Qiao En into the clan, she suddenly sensed a strong gaze.
“Someone’s here,” An Ge warned, though a hint of worry lingered in her heart. Could it be that Rhodes was unwilling to give up and had sent someone to intercept and kill her in this dimension as well?
Jon was taken aback by An Ge's words, and then the usually calm elf put his hands on his hips in anger, "It must be another race. They are not willing to accept the gods' protection and always want to steal the gods' love from us."
Before An Ge could recover from those words, she saw a dwarf leap out of the bushes, wielding a large hammer.
"It's clearly you elves who are too selfish. You have a way to get close to the gods, but you're too stingy to share it with your fellow races. You selfish and hypocritical elves, the gods must have been deceived by you."
Or are you afraid that if we dwarves were to meet the gods, our excessive piety would steal your favor before the gods?
Jon was furious. The dwarves weren't good at anything else, but under their chieftain's leadership, they were incredibly eloquent.
He couldn't argue with that; the most urgent thing was to prevent the dwarves from knowing that the gods had arrived.
Jon wanted to hide Ange's existence, but the moment Ange stepped out of the spatial gate, the sharp-eyed dwarfs had already discovered this extraordinary human.
Judging from Jon's demeanor, he seemed to hold this human in high esteem. The clever dwarf, a sudden inspiration, immediately realized Ange's identity.
This must be a deity, or at least related to one. Moreover, it possesses an aura that encompasses all things, something only a deity would do.
The dwarf guarding the portal immediately sent someone to inform the chieftain, determined to hold him back until the chieftain arrived.
"My esteemed sir, please forgive me for not greeting you at first. The moment you appeared, I was captivated by your noble bearing and filled with awe, and I dared not speak to you lightly."
Ange looked at the dwarf with sincere eyes, and her lips twitched slightly.
She finally understood why Jon's expression was so strange when he first met Hogger, and why he rarely interacted with Hogger afterward. It turned out that it was because their race and the dwarves were at odds.
"Then why do you dare to speak to me now?"
"Naturally, it's because you make me feel warm and familiar, and being able to talk to you is probably the luckiest thing that has ever happened to me. Wouldn't it be such a pity to miss out?"
An Ge... how should I put it, it sounds like she's a little happy?
Just as she was reflecting on her own lack of willpower, how she had actually succumbed to the other party's sweet talk, she saw an even stronger dwarf leading a group of people hurriedly approaching.
Upon seeing Ango, the dwarf chieftain immediately knelt down in reverence, saying, "Dwarf Cook pays homage to the great god."
Seeing this, the other dwarves also knelt down, which startled Ange.
As soon as Cook finished speaking, an intense, almost tangible faith emanated from him, leaving An Ge stunned for a long time.
The Nat elves were very devout in their faith, but if their faith was a great river, then Cook's faith was a boundless ocean.
Moreover, this was only their first meeting.
This situation had occurred before when they met Jon, whose faith was generally stronger than that of the Nat.
Ango did not doubt the Nat people's faith. If the faith value was 100, he believed that the Nat people's faith value was even higher than that of Jon and others.
I just don't understand why there's such a big difference in the intensity of faith?
This situation even occurred with Cook, whom he had just met.
“I am not your god.” Ange didn’t know why Cook was so certain of her identity. If she remembered correctly, the gods worshipped by the dwarves were gods related to forging, right?
She possesses a life force. It's understandable that she would be a follower of the elves or the races he saved, but what about the dwarves?
Cook's faith was not shaken by Ango's denial. In his view, that door was the passage between the divine realm and the mortal world. What else could come from the divine realm but a god?
Even if the other side wasn't a god, the things the elves brought from there were beyond the capabilities of ordinary races.
Since they have no faith anyway, why can't they have faith in this capable person?
The simple dwarves have simple ideas; they believe that faith is essential, and they will worship anyone who brings them benefits.
"So noble, mysterious, beautiful, kind... exactly like the god in our hearts. Your Excellency need not have any reservations, just accept our faith. From today onwards, we dwarves will be your most devout followers?"
As Cook raised his arms and shouted, the dwarves cried out in unison, "Noble gods, please accept our most devout faith!"
An Ge was speechless for a long time. She had to admit, Cook was really good at talking.
This world is still quite undeveloped, so where did Cook get all these compliments? It made her a little embarrassed.
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