At most, she was a bit envious that they could join that platform.
"Let's go. Time to find your master."
"She probably has a lot of questions for you. No—knowing her personality, it's more like teasing."
Angel Leng shrugged.
She had witnessed the Heavenly Foundation King's mischievous personality over these past few days.
She really was just like a little girl.
At that same moment, the chat group's notification chimed in everyone's ears.
Ding. Cooking Master Boy has joined the chat group.
Ding. Ordinary Mortal Zhang Zhiwei has joined the chat group.
Ding. Zhang Sanfeng has joined the chat group.
Ding. Chat group activity threshold reached. New chat group function unlocking... Unlock successful.
Ding. Myriad Worlds Drift Bottle function has been activated.
Group members may spend a minimum of 1,000 points to fish for items. There is a chance to obtain objects from other worlds. The more points invested, the higher the probability of obtaining high-grade items.
Ordinary Group Owner: "Welcome, newcomers. That said, I can't believe the chat group actually unlocked a new function. Though it looks like another point sink."
Ordinary Group Owner: "Seriously, no amount of points is ever enough."
Ordinary Group Owner: "Newcomers, if you want to try it, please make sure you have way more points than you know what to do with first. Otherwise, just buy things from the group shop like a sensible person."
Regardless of what anyone else thought, Roxie Vale had no intention of using this function.
She barely had enough points to improve her own strength. Why would she waste them on this?
The words "chance to obtain" were enough to make her give up entirely.
Golden Flash: "My luck has always been pretty good, but I agree—the group shop is more reliable for this."
Golden Flash: "If you have a lot of points, you could also try the group enhancement or group lottery functions. If you manage a successful enhancement or draw something decent, that probably means your luck is pretty good."
Golden Flash: "You'd have more confidence using this function after that."
Boil Dagu Into Soup: "That's all true, but shouldn't we be focusing on the newcomers right now?"
Boil Dagu Into Soup: "We can discuss the Myriad Worlds Drift Bottle after everyone's more familiar with things."
Martial Arts King: "Zhang Sanfeng?"
The Most Ancient Godslayer: "If I recall correctly, in Chinese mythology, Zhang Sanfeng is also a god, isn't he?"
A strange glint flickered in Marquis Voban's eyes. In his world, the name Zhang Sanfeng wasn't limited to China alone—people in other countries had heard of it too, whether through Chinese martial arts novels or the widely practiced Tai Chi.
And as a Godslayer, understanding the mythology of every nation was basic cultivation.
Of course, not all Godslayers were so well-informed. There were always a few special cases—either because their brains weren't quite right, or because they preferred to learn mythology through kissing women.
But he, Marquis Voban, as the Most Ancient Godslayer, naturally did not fall into that category.
Erudition was the knowledge he had accumulated over his long life.
Zhang Sanfeng had been granted different titles by different emperors across various dynasties: "Immortal of Loyalty and Filial Piety," "Hidden Immortal of the Six Patriarchs," "Perfected One of Penetrating Subtlety and Manifest Transformation," "True Immortal of Concealed Light and Lofty Aspirations," "True Lord of Pure Emptiness and Mysterious Wonder," "True Lord of the Soaring Dragon Who Manifests Transformation and Brings Benevolence to Save the World"...
Whether True Lord, Celestial Worthy, or True Immortal—all were undoubtedly divine ranks. As for his strength?
In the world of Godslayers, every Heretic God was of the same tier. There was no distinction between strong and weak. Even the weakest god could potentially defeat the strongest.
He was considering whether inviting the Zhang Sanfeng from another world to his own might trigger the descent of this world's deified Zhang Sanfeng.
Martial Arts King: "I think I know what you're thinking."
Martial Arts King: "If you can do it, go ahead. But I don't believe you could defeat Zhang Sanfeng."
Seeing Voban's words, Luo Hao guessed that he had set his sights on Zhang Sanfeng.
But as for whether he could defeat Zhang Sanfeng—she was skeptical.
If Voban successfully enhanced himself and broke through the rank of Godslayer, then the outcome would be beyond doubt. But if he hadn't broken through and tried to defeat Zhang Sanfeng with his own power alone?
Heh.
One had to understand that Zhang Sanfeng didn't exist only in mythology—he also existed in history.
In the Chinese mythology of the Godslayer world, Zhang Sanfeng was one of the extremely rare individuals who, in a mortal body, possessed power comparable to a Heretic God.
He had never slain a Heretic God, yet he possessed strength no weaker than any of them.
Even she had not achieved that.
Cultivating Buddhism, Daoism, and Confucianism together. Creating his own method of cultivation.
You think you can slay Zhang Sanfeng? Can you really do it?
The Most Ancient Godslayer: "This old man would never stoop to breaking the promise I once made. I said I would not slay the Heretic Gods of China, and I will not."
The Most Ancient Godslayer: "Also, you seem doubtful that I could slay the Heretic God Zhang Sanfeng."
The Most Ancient Godslayer: "Which Heretic God wasn't extraordinarily talented? And yet they all died by my hand."
The Most Ancient Godslayer: "When it comes to Heretic Gods, the only question is whether I wish to kill them. There is no god I cannot slay!"
Marquis Voban spoke with overwhelming presence.
Which Heretic God was worthless? Which Heretic God wasn't a supremely talented, immensely powerful being?
And yet they had all died by his hand.
Zhang Sanfeng: "..."
Zhang Sanfeng: "Though this poor Daoist has come to understand the purpose of this mysterious thing and learned that I exist in a world different from all of you..."
Zhang Sanfeng: "That another Zhang Sanfeng exists in another world—this poor Daoist can understand as well."
Zhang Sanfeng: "But is it really appropriate for you to discuss slaying another world's version of me right in front of me?"
In the world of Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber, Zhang Sanfeng gazed at the screen before him in silence.
Through the information transmitted into his mind by the chat group, he had grasped the general situation. But joining the group only to immediately see two people discussing "slaying the Heretic God Zhang Sanfeng"—even knowing they weren't talking about him, it still felt rather strange.
Speaking of which, in another world, had he already become an immortal?
Ordinary Mortal Zhang Zhiwei: "This really is quite an extraordinary place I've joined. I wonder what kind of expression those old fellows at Wudang would make if they knew I'd ended up in the same place as a Zhang Sanfeng from another world."
Ordinary Mortal Zhang Zhiwei: "Fate truly is wondrous."
Ordinary Mortal Zhang Zhiwei: "Zhang Zhiwei, Sixty-Fifth Celestial Master of the Celestial Master's Mansion on Longhu Mountain. Greetings, fellow Daoists."
Zhang Sanfeng: "This poor Daoist is Zhang Sanfeng. Greetings, fellow Daoists."
Lin Fengjiao: "Ninth disciple of the Maoshan Sect. Greetings to you both, fellow Daoists."
Holy Lord: "Wudang, Longhu, Maoshan."
Holy Lord: "Three Daoists. Heh heh."
Holy Lord: "I wonder if a Quanzhen Daoist will join in the future."
Ordinary Group Owner: "HeadTilt.jpg"
Ordinary Group Owner: "Holy Lord, do you really like Daoists that much?"
Ordinary Group Owner: "But why Quanzhen specifically? Is there something special about it?"
Holy Lord: "Like? Hmph."
Holy Lord: "Oh, I like Daoists very much indeed!!!"
The Holy Lord spoke through gritted teeth.
Child of Nature: "Lü Dongbin is the ancestral patriarch of Quanzhen."
Child of Nature: "You should understand now, right?"
— End of Chapter —