My Hair Can Create a Demon Country-Chapter 549 - 535: The Expedition

Fu Qingjun felt that Amiro had some admiration for him, but after thinking for a moment, he merely smiled and said, "After all, I am old; after overthrowing Celestial Venerable Wen Ce, I’ve already completed my mission and retired. I’ve lived for hundreds of billions of years, without much direction. However, his background is mysterious, helping Amiro rise, and has countless ties with the three great reincarnation bodies..."

The surrounding members of the Divine Demon Night Banquet, this bloodline family, all looked at their elder with total respect.

Fu Qingjun hesitated for a moment and said, "Perhaps, he has a direct connection with some beings from prehistory who left the prophecies of the three great reincarnation bodies."

Everyone listened and felt it made some sense.

"Qing Jun, Imperial Tutor, has been kind to us, and has no malicious intent; otherwise, he would not have informed us of the great trends. We need not overly doubt; only some matters he may still need to keep hidden from us until the right time."

At this moment, Chen Weizhu spoke up, "At the same time, the master has never needed our celestial venerable seat; I imagine he has long been awaiting the birth of a new seat, which perfectly explains it."

"Makes sense."

Emperor Qianyuan stroked his chin, "A celestial venerable seat signifies eternal life, supremacy, eternity, ultimate. No one can refuse. Previously, I found it suspicious, but now, thinking it over, he’s likely waiting for the new rule seat... he also wants to dominate the universe, to snatch the supreme seat, thereby proving the ultimate eighth level, and unlocking the ultimate gate of the universe."

Fu Qingjun: "..."

I’m really just not interested, too tiring.

However, what he says does make sense; generally speaking, it should be done this way. But Fu Qingjun has an even more terrifying seat, naturally dismissive, carefree as a salted fish.

"Master has always resided in Qing Jun’s Mansion, indifferent to worldly affairs, perhaps waiting for this moment. If there’s no accident, maybe he’ll move; we observe and wait."

At this time, Amiro finally concluded, also halting the discussion on this topic.

"Indeed, next, he should have some movements, begin to emerge to contest the great trends, start running through various universes. Maybe I’ll take the time to visit this presence."

The young patriarch also seriously spoke; he is one of the grand ancestors of the three life dynasties of the universe. Despite not yet having matured, the aptitude and terrifying universe are unmatched, and everyone is very attentive to him.

Fu Qingjun listened,

Would I move?

He’s always actually been too lazy to move, not really wanting to.

As a homebody, dying recluse, never stepping out, controlling his Demon Country from home, hiding in the shadows as the old grandfather behind the scenes—Venerable of Creation—he just encourages his followers to fight passionately, conquering stars everywhere, developing galactic civilizations, pushing beyond the chaotic domain, ultimately dominating the world.

But now?

Perhaps I can’t avoid moving,

After all, there’s a threat of death; maybe I have to enter the world and face calamities.

As for the identity of Venerable of Creation, God, although still quite useful, from Earth to now, esteemed, but his roots decide he’s too old, unsuitable for some occasions.

Perhaps, indeed, I need to handle certain matters as Qing Jun, even become young again, and compete with them!

"That’s pretty absurd."

Fu Qingjun murmured, "I’ve always followed my principles, hidden at home diligently developing, coop up until the end of the universe, wait until the supreme and emerge... In the end, truly hidden, never personally acted in the era of dominance, just attained supremacy... but now, turn around and let me try to rise from a young age again?"

Like Celestial Venerable Wen Ce, every day entering the world facing calamities?

He thought for a moment, did not resist,

After all, he is a young person; he doesn’t want to act, but if he comes knocking, he can’t pretend to be dead.

"If I don’t emerge, I can roll through the entire universe; if I emerge, competing in the same era, wouldn’t they be beaten to death by me?!"

Fu Qingjun quietly said, confidence is necessary.

He is a young person, and being young means the ability to grasp the great trends; he doesn’t believe he can’t seize it from them.

He is blessed with the "Brain of All Beings," wisdom ancient and luminous; his aptitude has elevated to the limit, except for some unimaginable entity, who knows how he exceeded himself...

Fu Qingjun himself is now the biggest trump card.

Honestly, even he doesn’t know how strong he is.

"These people’s discussions indeed made me somewhat motivated."

Fu Qingjun sat on a seat like the Supreme Emperor, watching their deliberation, "When they determine the official policies, how to manipulate the rules, become Saints, then I’ll enter the mundane world for a look."

At this moment, they were still discussing below.

"Everyone present, before us is a time of renewed creation, the universe’s beginning, various new celestial venerable rules scattered on the earth; we need to collect them."

Amiro said: "To prevent conflicts and infighting, each of us chooses a rule we feel drawn to collect, avoiding both parties competing for the same like-attractive rule, vying for one seat."

Everyone nodded; this is the best approach.

Amiro added: "And everyone, in order of celestial venerable seats, from high to low, can first choose, sorted by numbered rules."

Soon, a large pile of Saint’s Rules scattered across the earth,

These are unowned Saint’s Rules from the Celestial Court’s inventory, while the remaining 99% are temporarily held by current universe Saints, making them hard to reclaim.

"Unable to have double seats, but we can ask Venerable of Life to create a temporary reincarnation body for us to enter the world and vie."

Soon, celestial venerables present each chose some Saint’s Rules in order.

Though merely fragments, generally unable to discern future strength, letting the strong choose first is also a kind of "fairness;" who knows, maybe they happen to figure it out?

Celestial Venerables have their foundations and cards, each with their means.

Soon, they each chose some rules.

Amiro continued, "The remaining Saint’s Rules, we had previously scattered across the universe, letting them govern the world, after all, those millions of Saints are the foundation of the universe’s operations; if we were to act against them, they would quickly notice, expose, even know where the great trends lie."

Amiro looked at everyone, "To avoid being discovered, you must act against them in secret, delay exposing for as long as possible; of course, there’s no need to claim their lives, just take away the Saint’s Rules, reducing them to mortals."

Everyone listened; this plan is the simplest and most effective.

Though lacking compassion, the universe trend is like that; afterward, these Saints are like movable rule fragments—they are hunters.

Just don’t kill them.

"And everyone, do not think it’s so simple."

"With the time rules, tracing cause and effect, mere Saints, are they not all exposed within our sight, with nowhere to hide?"

Amiro extended a hand, showcasing for everyone a strong presence fused with over ten Saint’s Rules, standing before them, "Everyone can see, the material seat can erase causality, even eliminate the imprint of vows; we can’t trace him!"

Celestial Venerables carefully sensed; indeed, the trace of causality is very weak.

If a bit further away, they’d lose perception.

Inside, they erupted with a thought:

The Material Seat really stands on equal footing with the Concept Seat; one side cannot dominate the other.

"It can be foreseen, once they react, it’ll become hard to hunt them down, even fight each other, claiming from others to strengthen themselves, making it impossible for us to trace... After all, our celestial venerables are but a few in number, far less than their immense crowd."

"All endless universe Saints, start self-slaughter like breeding Gu to grow stronger, tracking causing threats to us celestial venerables, even overthrowing us."

Amiro warned again, "So seize more Saint’s Rules early, hide for as long as possible before they react."

"Yes!"

"Yes!"

One by one, celestial venerables spoke and vanished on the spot, starting to move everywhere.