When your tone suddenly changed, the two Powerholder bosses panicked. "What? You're not even going to kill something this vile?"
"Don't feel like killing it. I'm kind."
"Little Brother Yun, you really can't let it go! Wild grass cannot be burned away; with the spring breeze, it grows again! Be careful—it might rise from the ashes and fight you to the death!"
"Then beg me."
"Are you kidding? You want us to beg you to kill our former Cosmic Lord?"
"Then I won't kill it."
"Please."
"That's not the price anymore. You also have to call me godfather."
"...From beginning to end, this has all been your one-sided claim. We can't be sure you truly captured a True Immortal, much less that he was our Cosmic Lord. And the idea that he regarded our universe as nothing more than a work of art is simply too fantastical. (The Nine-Nine Boundary Heaven does not have the idiom 'too fantastical'; this is the translated meaning.)"
"That round pancake said it himself. You had a crush on your senior sister, you crawled through an elephant's Rock Splitting..."
"I believe you, Godfather!" Within the cosmic membrane, Qiao, who had been eavesdropping all along, saw the finger slowly moving toward him and hurriedly tore open the cosmic membrane to rush out.
"Good that you believe me. Then I won't tell everyone about you watching your mother bathe. I'll leave you a little dignity."
"..."
That year, a complete Cosmic Lord fell.
Its fall brought liberation of authority to the Cosmic Powerholders.
The memories contained within its mind had practically pointed out your road ahead.
The amount of information contained within the mind of a 27-billion-level complete Cosmic Lord—the vast, terrifying memories—was immeasurable in value to you!
At the very center of the Boundless Sea of