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My Identity Is Becoming More and More Astonishing-Chapter 347 - 184 Who Says the Human Race Has No Great Emperor? (Part 1)
"Actually, the Great Emperor is on the ninth level of the human ancestral tomb," Chen Yu said, extending his hand and pointing downward.
"...You know this information, and you think I wouldn’t?" the infant girl said with a frown, "but I can’t defeat him."
"But haven’t you ascended to A-level in these thousands of years?"
"And haven’t you also made no progress in your strength over these decades?"
Chen Yu: "..."
Infant girl: "The limit for any creature is actually B+. A-level requires the infusion of the will of civilization."
"Will of civilization infusion?" Chen Yu was startled, "What does that mean?"
It was the first time he had heard such a term.
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"How do I explain this to you," the infant girl frowned, struggling to find the right words, "Hmm... do you know how many A-level supremes there are in your timeline?"
"About four or five," Chen Yu recalled.
"To be exact, there are five," the infant girl spread out her fingers, "Two from the ancestral tomb, one A+ man representing anger with the temperature of flames, one Great Emperor, and one leader from the evil entity camp. Five people in total."
"Okay. Is there a problem?"
"How many high-level B-rankers are there?" the infant girl asked again.
"More than a hundred," Chen Yu answered.
"Correct. Now, think carefully about the connection between these two sets of numbers."
"You mean... the number of A-level supremes depends on the scale of B-level?"
"Exactly! That’s right," the infant girl nodded emphatically, "Not just A-level, but the number of B-level individuals is also affected by the scale of C-level. The number of C-level individuals, in turn, is influenced by the scale of D-level. And so on."
"Is there really such a thing?!" Chen Yu was shocked.
"It’s the same for any race’s civilization. The entirety of the Transcendent class collectively forms the will of civilization. Their number determines the strength of this ’will.’"
"Those below B-level might not be greatly affected by the will of civilization. Some races with strong potential can even have more C-level masters than B-levels, like the Ka Xiu clan."
"But at the A-level supreme tier, it really is one slot per individual."
"Including you and me, whether one can advance to A-level entirely depends on whether the number of human B-level masters can elevate further."
"When the number of B-levels meets the standard, the ’will of civilization’ will select the most suitable individual among the many B+ peak powers and infuse some kind of force..."
"Hmm..."
The infant girl paused, pondering, "In the terminology of our future documents, this ’force’ is named privilege. Once you receive the ’privilege,’ you will be promoted to A-level supreme."
"Otherwise, no matter how much you cultivate, you will always be stuck at B+."
The infant girl’s explanation ended.
Chen Yu suddenly realized.
No wonder he had made no progress in his cultivation over these decades.
He had thought it was because his "cultivation talent" was poor.
’But I improve through copying.’
’Am I also subject to this rule...’
At this thought, Chen Yu’s expressions began to fluctuate.
"I have told you everything I should tell you," the infant girl stepped forward along the edge of the surgical table, tiptoed, and patted Chen Yu on the shoulder, "Do you have any more questions?"
"...No, not for now."
"Good."
Nodding her head, the infant girl raised her hand and snapped her fingers.
"Snap!"
A strand of pale blue light instantly radiated from a compartment on the fourth level of the ancestral tomb.
"Then you can leave," the infant girl smiled, "I have to go out too. Since your time flows faster, I believe we will meet again in the ’past.’"
Chen Yu opened his mouth, wanting to ask something more.
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But before he could speak, he swallowed his words: "...Okay."
"Remember, destiny is difficult to change," the infant girl said soberly, her smile fading, "Just follow what you believe in your heart and do what you want to do. Trust me, that is always the right decision."
"But you are not doing that," Chen Yu said quietly, "You are going back to kill the Great Emperor."
"I am different," the infant girl grinned, "This is..."
"Changing fate against the heavens."
...
The world lost its color.
The stars shifted.
After a brief blindness and spatial inversion, Chen Yu found himself on the third level of the human ancestral tomb.
Looking around, the place was empty and overgrown with weeds.
Only at the end of the "hall" was there a dilapidated staircase leading to the second floor.
Seeing this scene, Chen Yu’s mood sank.
The third level of the ancestral tomb was a sanctuary for many A-level supremes.
The fact that it was so desolate and without a single grave signified that at this point in time when he "arrived," no human A-level supremes had been born yet.
Or perhaps they had been born but had not yet died...
’So how many thousands of years back have I actually gone?’
With a grim face, Chen Yu looked back.
Indeed.
The figure of the princess was no longer there.
A minute ago, he had left the "House of Destiny" embracing the princess.
This confirmed what the princess had said was true.
They experienced different rates of time flow in the "House of Destiny."
The princess had only gone back a few decades.
"..."
"Sigh."
Taking a deep breath, Chen Yu straightened the ragged clothes on his body and started walking up the stairs to the second floor.
Unlike the emptiness of the third floor.
The second floor was quite "lively."
Every corner within sight was filled with medicinal herbs.
Bees and butterflies flitted about everywhere.
Suspended in the air, white spheres provided light for this "medicinal garden."
But Chen Yu still did not see any graves.
’It seems that thousands of years ago, this was not the human ancestral tomb.’
Squinting his eyes and suppressing the unease in his heart, he quickened his steps to the first floor.