"Originally, my prophecy should have come true upon Young Master Jiang, but Young Master Jiang's Status was above mine, so I could only choose you."
The shut-in Prophet spoke slowly, a trace of helplessness in his tone that made the River God's scalp tingle.
Fortunately, the River God and the Prophet possessed the same Status. They could harm each other, but it was not fatal in the slightest.
The River God merely used a bit of time reversal and was restored to normal.
"You bastard, talk less from now on!" The River God glared at the Prophet.
"Hehe, Young Master Jiang, please forgive the spectacle." The River God turned around and immediately bowed and scraped before Jiang Che.
"Young Master Jiang, I just made a rough calculation. As far as I know... our Traveler Organization has a total of forty-eight people..."
"Idiot, you didn't count yourself! Including you, there are forty-nine people!" the Prophet cursed.
Just then, the void rippled once more. Immediately afterward, a filthy old Daoist in tattered clothes staggered out.
He lunged straight at Jiang Che's feet!
"The Great Dao is fifty, Heaven's derivation is forty-nine, and there is also the One that escapes. You are the sole variable throughout the Myriad Heavens and Realms!"
As though possessed by madness, the old Daoist clung to Jiang Che's trouser leg and refused to let go. He wiped all his snot and tears onto Jiang Che's clothes.
Jiang Che: "..."
Was this really a Traveler? He looked about the same as a beggar.
"Young Master Jiang, this is the 'Immortal.' Every cultivation method in the Myriad Heavens and Realms was created by him, including the so-called Great Dao Origin. For example, the Nine Heavens cultivation realms you inhabit, the magical world that was once the Prophet's homeland, and the