Lu PingAn had always seen himself as an outsider. This planar development war, and the cultivation of Phoenix City World, did not have much to do with him.
It would naturally be good if the Martial God Church won. Even if Lu PingAn was not optimistic about it—this multiverse reminded him of the Abyss. Conquest was impossible; sustained, effective trade and development were the most valuable choices.
What he cared about most had always been himself and his team.
"...Indeed, that's possible."
The Phoenix Origin People could not be taken away. They relied too heavily on the characteristics of their homeland, and even if they were brought elsewhere, they would be severely weakened.
Ultimately, it was because their "source" was this world. They were flowers and fruits blooming upon this "land"; once they left it, they would naturally wither.
"I can become their new source."
When Lu PingAn confirmed that possibility, flames and starlight flickered in his eyes. Spiritual intuition and biological instinct were awakened. That was the path ahead of him.
As a quasi-rank-eight, he needed his own legion and sphere of influence.
If Lu PingAn wished, he could construct his own divine kingdom at any time and begin his journey toward godhood. Even if he did not wish to take that path, he still needed to share his "theories" and "power."
He needed them to be continuously verified, put into practice, expanded, and spread, until they became true World's Logic.
Possessing World's Logic did not necessarily mean becoming a deity, but beings at the level of gods basically all possessed this quality. Lu PingAn already had the "traits of a god"; what he needed even more were "divine authority" and a "divine kingdom."
Even quasi-gods, evil gods, and demigods were powerful enough to interfere with the outside world,