Chapter 261 - - 259 Holy Mother Duge_1

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Having integrated the largest sects, Duge no longer needed to run around.

Those minor sects were easily subdued by dispatching a few warriors of the Mahayana Stage.

Their Sect Leaders and elders were captured, and Duge personally performed surgeries on them, infusing Spiritual Power to transform them into his own people.

After a few months, Duge finally united the Cultivation World under one rule, eliminating the distinction between righteous and evil sects.

As for the nations of the Mortal Realm.

Armed with formidable strength, it was easy to attract them. Duge's method was still to send someone to invite the emperors, then perform surgery, instill power, discuss tax policies, and implement stock markets...

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Having unified the Cultivation World and the nations of the Mortal Realm, Duge truly achieved noble plundering.

He equalized Spiritual Power among cultivators, saving the lower-level cultivators countless years of cultivation effort;

In the Mortal Realm, everyone had food to eat and a home to live in.

Although the food had to be earned through their own labor and the homes were merely on paper, with no knowing when they might actually move in.

And the whole family had to work, taking out loans every month...

But this didn't prevent Wang Chong from becoming a God Spirit alive in the Mortal Realm.

Keep in mind.

In this world with underdeveloped productivity, the common people can't save much money even without loans.

In years of disaster, they might have to sell land, houses, sons, and daughters to survive...

Yet owning Wang Chong's issued stocks, even with thirty years of debt on their backs and not a penny in hand,

At least they had work every year, and being able to survive. Waiting a few years to move into spacious, bright houses was like living in heaven for them.

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After having integrated the world, Duge didn't even know how high his attributes had become.

He only knew that when he circulated his qi and absorbed Spiritual Energy, the Mahayana Stage warriors nearby couldn't even cultivate, because they couldn't capture even a trace of Spiritual Energy.

Even without using Spiritual Power, he could shake mountains with a shrug and quiver the heavens with a stomp...

Gong Gong crashing into Buzhou Mountain must have been true.

Duge seemed to have entered a new Realm, his body tougher than steel; even standing still, the attacks of the Mahayana Stage couldn't harm him in the slightest.

Duge's Realm gave those Mahayana Stage cultivators he had bullied a new hope, all expecting that one day, Duge would break the world's constraints, reopening the path to ascension for them.

No matter how strong the body, it couldn't be taken back; the key was the increase in spiritual power that came with higher attributes.

Now.

Duge's spiritual power had reached an incredible 84,000, surpassing Nan Youlong's 78,000, with his divine consciousness covering a hundred miles in all directions.

He had money, people, and power...

To tell the truth.

If this world weren't a playground created by Pan-Universe Entertainment for ratings, if he had truly crossed over, with the achievements he had now, Duge wouldn't want to go back.

However,

The body on Qiyuan Star wasn't his, there was nothing to miss...

But now, with the power and status to look down on everything, Duge wanted to go back even more.

Freedom, he wanted true freedom, not the kind of power that could be taken away at any moment.

To gain true freedom, he had to face Pan-Universe Entertainment head-on.

In this world where even ascension was impossible, seeking answers to confront Pan-Universe Entertainment was clearly impossible.

Therefore, he had to experience more worlds, to find the answer.

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"Old Dan, don't you feel the Alien Battlefield is lacking any challenge? It's even more boring than a simulation field. These guys are too weak."

Yan Country.

Supervision General Institute.

Duge, looking at Dan Cong writing furiously, uttered a sigh.

Dan Cong's writing paused, and he offered a sheepish smile, "It's because you're too strong!"

As Duge's power grew, Dan Cong's Realm rose with the tide.

After all, his reputation was spreading continuously.

By cultivating on his own, he had reached the Divinity Transformation Realm, and his ranking on the Alien Battlefield had stabilized at second.

But every time he interacted with Duge, Dan Cong was terrified, fearing that Duge might take his head on a whim.

The two were not from the same faction; killing him would allow Wang Chong’s native faction to possibly gain more resources—to save more people on his own planet, nothing Wang Chong did would be surprising.

“Old Dan, you seem distracted. Are you afraid of me?” Duge said with a smile as he looked at Dan Cong.

“Yes.” Dan Cong put down his pen and admitted candidly, “Wang Chong, you’re too powerful, but it’s undeniable that your way of fighting gives you the element of surprise. After all, everyone still follows inertia, sticking to old strategies. By the time you grew stronger, no one could stop you anymore.

If you kill everyone, no one else would be able to get the playback recordings of this Alien Battlefield, and you could win again using the same tactics.

You could even spread your experience to the other warriors on your planet and, in the next Alien Battlefield, it’s very likely that your new tactics would dominate, catching everyone off guard. So, killing me is the best option for you.”

“Is that what you think?” Duge laughed.

“Wouldn’t you do that?” Dan Cong said, “Once your way of fighting is learned by all, you wouldn’t have the advantage in the next Alien Battlefield.”

Idiot!

I dare to do this because I have two keywords!

Duge inexplicably thought of the second simulation field.

At that time, many had tried to flip the table like he did, but in the end, they just provided him with an exact coordinate.

Those who imitate me are common; those who learn from me die.

Flipping the table precisely isn’t so easy.

“Old Dan, don’t be so pessimistic. Do you remember what I said when I first sought to collaborate with you?” Duge looked at Dan Cong and shook his head with a smile.

“What?” Dan Cong frowned.

“I intend to distribute the top ten places, to assign one to each planet, so that more people can survive.” Duge crossed his arms before him, “I still plan to do that.”

“Why?” Dan Cong’s eyes widened, “Dominate the top ten with people from your planet, and you could secure more resources for yourselves.”

“Because I can’t stand Pan-Universe Entertainment’s ways. Why should they toy with lives? We’re not their tools for amusement.” Duge’s face shone with the radiance of a Holy Mother, “They want to see us fight, right? I intentionally won’t give them that spectacle. I want more people to survive.

Today, I show kindness to others, and I hope that in the future, on other Alien Battlefields, others will show kindness to my planet. When all Alien Warriors adopt the concept of equal resource sharing, more people will live because of our kindness. In this way, I plan to thwart the schemes of Pan-Universe Entertainment…”

You’ve got to be kidding!

Dan Cong looked at Duge, his mind unable to process it once again.

Because he could see that Wang Chong seemed serious. He swallowed hard, his eyebrows furrowing deeper, counting on others’ compassion—do you not know how dark human nature can be?

How did I not see that you still have a heart of a Holy Mother?

Doing this, wouldn’t your people, once back on your planet, have you tried by a military court?

“I know this is somewhat idealistic, but someone always has to start. I’m willing to be the first to challenge humanity on the Alien Battlefield,” Duge said with a smile.

Duge was not masking his expression; he knew exactly what Dan Cong was thinking.

But he didn’t care.

Keeping the top ten to Qiyuan Star was a pipe dream. People can disguise themselves; he had no way to tell which planet these souls in others’ bodies actually belonged to.

Secrets can be kept once, but can they be kept twice?

So, it was inevitable that his fighting style would be leaked eventually.

Since it would be leaked, it was better that he be the one to spread it himself.

Skills from the Alien Battlefield might be brought back to reality.

But in the simulation field, the skills of his second keyword were guaranteed to be taken back, so there was no reason that skills wouldn’t be taken back from the Alien Battlefield.

And his second keyword was nobility.

The second skill of nobility, Doctor’s Benevolence, nourished good will in those he helped;

So why should that help be limited only to Qiyuan Star?

By helping nine people less powerful than him obtain resources and the chance to survive, these individuals were destined to become high-ranking on other planets after returning;

Looking further, he helped the people of ten planets by distributing resources and giving them the chance to live—that was the greatest help…

In future Alien Battlefields, meeting even one or two Alien Warriors who bore goodwill towards him would mean a huge win.

After all.

He had to go through seven Alien Battlefields.

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