So he wanted to mess with me?
Xu Xiaoshou immediately grew wary.
Whenever Old Ba called him Master Shou, there was always a massive pitfall waiting.
After being played a few times, he had learned his lesson. Testing the waters, he asked, "Is there any chance Hua Changdeng could be left to me, while you handle the rest?"
Ba Zunan shook his head. "Are you ready to become a god and found an ancestry?"
That question stumped him again.
Xu Xiaoshou wanted to ask, "Are you ready?" But upon reflection, that question already had an answer.
Ba Zunan had prepared for thirty years. On the day he drew his sword, he could naturally open the Mysterious Gate without hesitation and attempt to become a god and found an ancestry.
Xu Xiaoshou had only just crossed this threshold. At most, he was at the quasi-realm.
Leaving aside the distant future, even in the near term, he had yet to fully absorb his insights into the mortal world. As for the path of Reincarnation within Death God's Scythe, he had not even decided whether to comprehend it.
He could set aside what he was doing and rely on the Passive System and the foundations he had accumulated in the past to attempt becoming a god and founding an ancestry.
But that could not be called flawless preparation, nor was it the eruption born of deep accumulation.
Even if he ultimately succeeded, Sacred Demon, Medicine Ghost, or perhaps at most Art Evil, should be his limit.
As for the road from two to one, then to zero, he had yet to see anyone succeed.
Ba Zunan had decided to walk ahead. Perhaps there was another consideration behind it: *If I succeed, it proves this path is viable. If I fail, you will have