Deities from Twenty Thousand Years Ago

More than half an hour later, loud laughter rang out from the secret chamber—unrestrained and deafening, as though the man laughing were venting every bit of pent-up frustration in his heart.

The sound contained terrifying Soul Power, making even the secret chamber tremble slightly. Fortunately, the chamber was sturdy enough, and no cracks appeared in the walls.

The old man's laughter gradually subsided, but the smile on his face did not fade in the slightest. He was still exhilarated by his renewed life.

He lovingly stroked his skin, his face, and his arms. He even lifted his clothes to touch his stomach, making his behavior seem rather strange.

After taking the Hundred Year Longevity Pill, his shriveled skin had regained its vitality. He now looked about the same age as Yue Zhengen, no longer carrying the frail appearance of a man on the verge of death.

"Congratulations, Father," Yue Zhengen said excitedly.

The old man laughed heartily and patted Yue Zhengen on the shoulder approvingly. "Zhengen, I can live another hundred years thanks to you."

"This is what your son should do," Yue Zhengen said. Before the old man, he displayed none of the imposing majesty of a Three-Star General.

The old man patted Yue Zhengen's shoulder again before turning to the angel statue. His expression became devout as he respectfully bowed to it.

Yue Zhengen followed suit. The Yue Family held this statue in the utmost reverence, worshipping it as a god.

In truth, it could not exactly be said that they worshipped it as a god. The original owner of the statue had truly been a god, only falling twenty thousand years ago.

In the eyes of the world, this divine ancestor had been a villain, an evil person. There was no shortage of curses and condemnations directed at her.

Yet in the eyes of descendants like them, she was their pride—the faith of every member of the Angel Clan, worthy of eternal worship.

They did not believe their ancestor had done anything wrong. If there was any fault to be found, it was only that she had lost the divine war twenty thousand years ago to Sea God Tang San.

The victor became king, the loser became a bandit. If you lost, you became the villain. Whether you were truly evil or not, later generations would only praise the victors and spurn the defeated.

Had their ancestor won that divine war, the one celebrated today would be the Angel God, while the Rakshasa God would be the one reviled—and Sea God Tang San would be the one scorned.

"Since I, Le Zheng Tian, have been granted another hundred years of life, I will surely pursue that realm and restore the supreme glory of our Angel Clan!" Le Zheng Tian's gaze was incomparably resolute...

Spirit Pagoda, Shrek Academy, Tang Sect, and the others had also more or less returned to their respective headquarters. The pills had arrived safely.

None of the three factions took the pills immediately. Instead, they sent them off for research, hoping to obtain the pill formula.

But how could they possibly decipher the formula of pills refined by Yun Ze?

The pills were placed into specialized instruments for scanning and analysis, but the results were all unknown. They could not identify even a single medicinal ingredient, much less the formula.

Even the strongest pill refiners they had recruited could not make sense of what exactly the pills contained.

Yun Ze's pill-refining methods were exceptionally unusual. Once the pills were completed, all the medicinal ingredients fused together perfectly, making it impossible to analyze any individual component. It was not merely beyond their capabilities—even the immortals of the Immortal Realm who specialized in Pill Refining would be unable to analyze them. Their efforts were therefore doomed to be futile. Even so, these factions remained stubborn. Unable to decipher them for the time being, they did not give up and persisted with their research. Only when they truly could not crack them would they allow those in need to consume the pills. Gu Ming, who had obtained the fifth longevity pill, swallowed it directly. Keeping such a thing around could easily invite disaster, so it was better to consume it early.

He had been clever about it as well. Rather than secretly taking it, he had the Federation Research Institute witness the process, allowing news of his consumption of the pill to spread naturally. The second pill had extended his lifespan by roughly sixty years, making him look even younger and filling him with vigorous vitality.

He also fulfilled his promise and secured Yun Ze one year of unrestricted reading privileges on the fifth floor of the Library.

Even he had needed to put in some effort to obtain that one year of unrestricted access for Yun Ze.

The reason he gave the council was that Yun Ze was still young, only a little over six years old. Even if he entered, it would not matter; he could not possibly understand those profound and complicated materials.

Soul Tools capable of recording images could not be brought inside either, so there was no need to worry that the materials within would be photographed and leaked.

Only by using this reasoning, together with his status and position, had he convinced the council to grant Yun Ze one year of reading privileges.

In fact, those words reflected his true thoughts. He did not believe Yun Ze would be able to understand anything on the fifth floor.

Those materials were difficult enough that even Rank 8 Soul Masters in their thirties or forties might not necessarily understand them, much less a six-year-old child.

It was precisely because he held that view that he agreed to Yun Ze's request. Otherwise, he truly would not have agreed to it so casually. After all, the materials inside were far too important.

Starting from the day after the auction, various factions came one after another to visit Dragon Phoenix Hall. There were politicians, powerful Soul Masters, and wealthy figures from the business world.

Their purposes were broadly the same. First, they wanted to show goodwill toward Dragon Phoenix Hall. Second, they wanted to inquire about the Hundred Year Longevity Pill. Di Tian had said at the auction that there might be more longevity pills, or there might not. That vague answer left them restless and desperate to know the truth. For those unable to cultivate, the Hundred Year Longevity Pill was even more alluring than it was for Soul Masters. They dearly wanted one. After all, for ordinary people like them, taking one could extend their lives by five or six hundred years. Very few could resist such temptation. Some people, when received by Di Tian, even said they were willing to pay anything to obtain a Hundred Year Longevity Pill, demonstrating the strength of their resolve. Those who said such things were wealthy, though not among the absolute richest. Otherwise, they would have simply spent lavishly to buy the pill at the auction. Others were high-ranking politicians, most of them elderly. With little life remaining, they craved the longevity pills even more. To obtain one, they were truly willing to pay any price, subtly hinting to Di Tian that they wished to exchange their power for something. When facing these politicians who were not Soul Masters, Di Tian gave a clearer answer about whether longevity pills still existed, giving them hope. Once they learned there was a strong possibility that more Hundred Year Longevity Pills remained, these politicians became even friendlier toward Di Tian. Di Tian knew that winning over these politicians was not something that could be accomplished overnight, so he did not rashly reveal his intentions. He kept each conversation to between twenty and thirty minutes. After briefly becoming acquainted, he had them leave. It should be noted that those worthy of being personally received by Di Tian were either Federation Councilors, high-ranking military officials, or leaders of major families and powerful factions. Ordinary figures, even Titled Douluo, were not qualified to be personally received by a Limit Douluo like him if their status was insufficient. In truth, if not for the Federation Election, given his pride, he would not even have met these Federation Councilors and military higher-ups. He did not think much of them.

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