Teyvat's Top Ten Strongest: Tenth Place

When he saw those people from Teyvat, damn it, ignoring the mocking messages they had sent was one thing.

But they had fucking come here to sell funeral services.

Tang San: "That one called Hu Tao, you already have a way to die."

Yu Xiaogang: "You'd better keep those services for yourselves, and you come here to show off again."

"Forget a Titled Douluo. Any Soul Douluo from here could go over there and beat you so badly you'd piss yourselves."

Hu Tao (One Thousand Years of Cultivation Version): "Esteemed customer, what is a Titled Douluo???"

Hu Tao (One Thousand Years of Cultivation Version): "I've only heard of Demigods, Third-Level Gods, Second-Level Gods, and First-Level Gods."

Hu Tao (One Thousand Years of Cultivation Version): "Um, esteemed customer, my strength is at the Demigod level. What level of god are you?"

Yu Xiaogang, whose cultivation had yet to reach level thirty: "What the fuck,,,,"

Bibi Dong: "Third-Level Gods, Second-Level Gods, First-Level Gods? Hehe, no one on our Douluo Continent has become a god for tens of thousands of years. Did you perhaps read about gods in some ancient text and come here to put on an act?"

Yu Xiaogang: "Right. Level ninety-nine is the end of Soul Power. Third level, half level, whatever—they're things I've never even heard of."

Hu Tao @ Yu Xiaogang: "A special offer from the Wangsheng Funeral Parlor! Esteemed customer, would you like a cup?"

"Our Wangsheng Funeral Parlor has even held a funeral for Rex Lapis. Rex Lapis is one of the Seven, you know. On our continent of Teyvat, he's one of the Seven too."

"Oh, right, esteemed customer, esteemed customer, you still haven't told me what level of god you are. Then I can match you with the appropriate service!"

Yu Xiaogang: ",,,,,"

Spirit Hall, the Pope's Palace.

Bibi Dong's expression was terrifyingly grim.

Although she didn't know where this Hu Tao had learned about gods,

she was fucking boasting without even stopping to think.

She claimed she had held a funeral for a god.

Why didn't she just say her parlor's consultant was Rex Lapis, a god himself?

Rex Lapis, indeed.

She could only fool people like Tang San, who didn't know gods existed.

She was Bibi Dong.

The inheritor of the Rakshasa Godhood.

She knew perfectly well.

There was no god named Rex Lapis among the First-Level Gods.

"Forget it."

"There's no point arguing with a bunch of barbarians who do nothing but boast." Bibi Dong quickly gathered her thoughts.

As far as she knew,

Teyvat was nothing but a backwater where people knew only how to brag.

The lowly creatures of a lowly place like that weren't even worth targeting.

After all, how could a mighty elephant concern itself with hopping ants?

Unlike Bibi Dong,

over at Shrek Academy,

Yu Xiaogang's face was covered in black lines.

That bastard Hu Tao had asked him what level of god he was several times in a row, and it had really broken through his defenses.

"Hehe, keep pretending. Just keep it up."

"A Demigod, she says."

"The Teyvat power rankings will be out soon. I'd like to see how you get yourselves out of this."

Yu Xiaogang spoke with great disdain.

According to his theory, the realistic upper limit a mortal Soul Master could reach was a level ninety-nine Limit Douluo.

Level one hundred was only an ancient legend.

When he had been in a relationship with Bibi Dong, he had used his connection to her to enter Spirit Hall's library and read up on it.

If people on this so-called continent of Teyvat really were at the Demigod level left and right, how could he possibly not know?

Once the Teyvat rankings refreshed, could the person in tenth place have the pitiful cultivation of a mere Soul Elder?

The thought of it left him feeling refreshed.

Just then,

the sky screen refreshed once more.

The Douluo Continent livestream fell silent in an instant.

Lines of text slowly began to refresh across the sky screen.

"Teyvat's power rankings, tenth place."

"Raiden Ei."

"Teyvat's power rankings, tenth place."

"Raiden Ei."

"Race: Archon."

"Current rank: One of the Seven of Teyvat, the Electro Archon."

"Territory: Inazuma, Narukami Island, Tenshukaku."

"Years of cultivation: More than 103,700 years, from the Archon War to the present."

"Bloodline: Body of an Electro Archon. She herself is a godhood; she needs neither a Vision nor a Gnosis. She herself is eternity."

"Abilities: Wields authority over lightning. A single thought can make heaven and earth change color, and a single slash can sever space and time. The blade she wields is named 'Musou Isshin,' a divine weapon left behind by her elder sister, Raiden Makoto. Whenever the blade is drawn, blood must be shed. The Musou no Hitotachi can cut down all things."

"Signature Soul Skill: Musou no Hitotachi."

"Introduction: Inazuma's god of eternity. She suppresses all unrest with thunderous means. With one slash, she carved out Musoujin Gorge and slew the Archon Orobashi, ending a calamity that had plagued Inazuma for a thousand years. She takes no interest in affairs of state or the imperial court, caring only about three things-sweets, dango, and milk. She spends the rest of her time meditating in the Plane of Euthymia, paying no heed to the mortal world."

"Familiar: Yae Miko (equivalent in age to a Two-Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast on the Douluo Continent)."

Silence.

Deathly silence.

The Douluo-version livestream, which had been frantically mocking Teyvat just moments before, was utterly stunned after seeing the descriptions on the rankings.

Then comment after comment rapidly flew across the Douluo livestream.

Ning Fengzhi: Wait, what the heck? Did everyone get a clear look at the words in the description of the person ranked tenth on Teyvat's power rankings?

Sword Douluo Chen Xin: A god? The Electro Archon? What does that mean?

Dugu Bo: Am I getting old and seeing things???

A god?

Most of them had no idea what a god was.

But that familiar, the thousand-year-old Yae Miko-

they understood that, didn't they?

Gods existed in this world?

And her familiar was a Two-Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast?

What the hell was a god?

(Bibi Dong: "Tenth place on Teyvat's power rankings, the Electro Archon? There's actually a living god on Teyvat?"

Impossible. Absolutely impossible.

She was the inheritor of the Rakshasa Godhood.

Gods could not remain in the lower realm.

Bibi Dong looked at the mention of Yae Miko, a Two-Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast, and thought of the empty Soul Ring slots on her Second Martial Soul. A trace of greed flashed in her eyes.

The god revealed in the Teyvat section was definitely not the same kind of god she understood.

Teyvat had the two-hundred-thousand-year-old Yae Miko.

If she caught her

and caught two more while she was at it,

wouldn't her Second Martial Soul be fully equipped?

(Yu Xiaogang: "Fake. It's definitely fake. This goes against my Martial Soul Theory. Level ninety-nine is the peak of human Soul Power. How could there possibly be a living god?"

(This so-called continent of Teyvat is definitely fake.)

Over on Teyvat,

"Whoa, Silent Bottle, someone's after Yae Miko!" Little Paimon said to Lin Feng, who was beside her, as she ate sweets.

Lin Feng calmly took a sip of tea. "It's fine."

Little Paimon asked curiously, "Speaking of which, what does 'Soul Ring' mean?"

Lin Feng said, "When you kill a Soul Beast, it drops a Soul Ring. The age of the Soul Ring matches the number of years the Soul Beast lived."

Little Paimon was instantly given a huge fright. "That's way too cruel!"