He tried one last time: "Don't you really want to go back to the Upper Realm?"
Duan Guiyan said, "I'm tired. I don't want to go back. Living too long is meaningless. There's always someone stronger than the strongest. Watching you clowns scheming and plotting all day long is an eyesore. Get lost."
In heaven and on earth, the only person who could make the God-King roll away was probably Duan Guiyan.
Fu Qingli regretted coming here and humiliating herself.
Duan Guiyan's demeanor suggests that she has no intention of helping him.
Given his personality, it's unlikely he'd help others.
Lu Wuyan is useless too.
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The gods in the upper realm are essentially humans who ascended to heaven.
The saying goes, "When one person attains enlightenment, even his chickens and dogs ascend to heaven."
Since Laozi has become a god, the next god can only be Laozi's son.
Even the gods, who had endured countless hardships and seen through all the entanglements of the mortal world, did not find anything wrong with this kind of dross.
Even in the lower realm, he still upheld the principle of the strong being supreme.
Upon reaching the upper realm, they reverted to their natural servile nature.
They started practicing the old saying, "Like begets like," or "A rat's son knows how to dig a hole."
Those few who resisted were instead seen as outcasts.
Not only are they ostracized by the beneficiaries of the dregs, but also by those who are persecuted by the dregs.
Fu Qingli was pushed up to the position of God.
His entire cultivation level was inherited from the previous God Lord.
How can inherited cultivation compare to the strength gained through real combat?
We can't beat them in a fight.
The best solution is to make those stronger than him disappear.
For this, Fu Qingli almost lost her own son.
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