Chapter 3151: Clearly Nurturing a True God! You Think...

"Wang Teng, you didn't misread it—your martial merit is truly number one!"

Chihuang True God finally stopped teasing, gazing at Wang Teng and speaking slowly.

"... "

Wang Teng fell silent for a moment, then finally let out two words.

"F***!"

Really, besides that, he didn’t know what else to say.

Everyone: "... "

Though they all understood Wang Teng’s feelings, hearing that single expletive was just too much to bear.

No culture, truly terrifying!

Such a monumental event, and all he could say was “f***”? What else could he possibly say?

"Petty triumph," Yaoke True God sneered inwardly, utterly disdainful of Wang Teng.

Sure enough, just a Domain Master-level warrior—can’t handle the big picture.

He absolutely refused to admit he was jealous.

Extremely jealous.

But Wang Teng had no time to care about him now.

All he felt was that everyone’s gaze upon him seemed filled with envy, jealousy, and resentment.

Damn it, this time I must’ve overdone it.

How did I end up first?

The rankings of the three True Gods were actually lower than his—was that even reasonable?

Yaoke True God wasn’t worth mentioning—he’d been suppressed by Wang Teng and the other two True Gods, so his martial merit was indeed low.

But Chihuang True God and Zhulong True God were different.

Wang Teng had helped them secure a great deal of martial merit.

And they were the main forces deciding the final outcome of the battle.

Especially Chihuang True God—felt like he was the true victor.

Without the mechanical race’s power, breaking through that dark barrier would have been impossible.

So he genuinely couldn’t understand, and turned to Chihuang True God, asking:

"Senior, isn’t there some problem here? How could my martial merit be so high?"

Chihuang True God smiled faintly and said, "You needn’t belittle yourself."

"Your martial merit was calculated collectively by all major factions—there can be no error."

The last sentence wasn’t just for Wang Teng—it was for everyone present.

"If any of you doubt it, take a look at Wang Teng’s achievements."

With that, he waved his hand, and a luminous screen materialized.

It displayed Wang Teng’s record of victories!

Each one listed clearly, meticulously, without ambiguity.

And, crucially, backed by undeniable proof—images and facts.

From the initial battle between geniuses of the Bright Universe and the Dark Seed, to the battle on the Ash Mine Planet, then the Iron Mechanism Fortress…

Finally, the decisive battle!

As the crowd watched, silence fell over them.

Their expressions grew increasingly complex.

They hadn’t known until they saw it—once they did, they were stunned.

Many in the audience had heard of Wang Teng’s feats before, but never so clearly or completely.

Now, seeing the detailed list laid out before them, they truly grasped how much he had accomplished.

One could say Wang Teng had participated from the very beginning—and played a pivotal role.

Every single instance had been critical!

Even the earliest genius battle had affected vast amounts of resources.

Without those resources, it would have been uncertain whether warriors from the three domains could survive until reinforcements arrived.

Not to mention that Wang Teng later personally used those resources to refine pills.

Good heavens!

So he’s both literate and martially skilled, huh?

Many people, upon reading this, felt an overwhelming urge to complain.

For some reason, they kept feeling Wang Teng was being unprofessional.

Yet every single thing he did was done exceptionally well—impossible to find fault with.

That was infuriating.

Could they really stop him from refining pills?

After all, it was for the warriors of the three domains.

Without those pills, countless people would have fallen under the influence of darkness.

It wasn’t that only Wang Teng could refine such pills—but efficiency, above all, efficiency.

And on the battlefield, efficiency meant life.

Thus, Wang Teng’s contribution was truly immense.

As for the subsequent merits, there was no need to elaborate further.

Each time, he had acted at the crucial moment, capable of shifting the entire course of battle.

To say Wang Teng had brought about victory in the war would not be an exaggeration.

One had to admit—Wang Teng deserved these martial merits.

Absolutely beyond reproach.

At this moment, everyone’s eyes became crystal clear.

Even Yaoke True God, who had nearly spoken, swallowed his words back down.

Suddenly, everything felt dull and meaningless.

Wang Teng’s record was simply too dazzling.

He felt his eyes growing heavy, barely able to stay open.

He had originally thought that Wang Teng had merely ridden the coattails of Chihuang True God and Zhulong True God during the final battle, managing to rack up such impressive achievements.

But the truth was far different—before this, the man had already accomplished feats beyond compare.

And nearly all of them were achieved through his own strength and abilities.

Though he had known some details about Wang Teng beforehand, he never imagined the man could be so utterly extraordinary.

Some things, until seen with one’s own eyes, remain unreal.

Now, they had finally taken shape—so real it hurt.

How could he possibly discredit him?

It was impossible.

Yao Feng True God accepted the reality and slowly closed his eyes.

He knew there was no room for doubt anymore.

The facts were right before him—how could he question them?

Moreover, every faction had confirmed it; it couldn’t be fake.

In other words, even if it were false, it had already been sealed as truth—something not even he alone could overturn.

Don’t think just because you’re a True God you can do as you please.

Above you, there are stronger beings.

Some matters aren’t yours to decide or change.

Wang Teng’s background ran deeper than he’d ever imagined.

Now, Yao Feng True God saw more than before. His eyes narrowed slightly, as if holding some hidden meaning.

"Interesting!"

"Even more interesting now!"

Suddenly, Wang Teng ignited a spark of challenge within Yao Feng True God.

Yes, challenge!

He felt as though he were facing a difficult level in a game, no longer viewing Wang Teng as a mere Domain Master-level warrior.

Yet even so, he still held a faint contempt for Wang Teng himself.

After all, he was only using the power behind him.

If judged solely by his personal strength, he was nothing in Yao Feng’s eyes.

In other words, what truly intrigued him was the force behind Wang Teng.

That was the real source of interest.

"Those factions must be paving the way for Wang Teng, using this decisive battle to skyrocket his fame."

Thoughts flashed through Yao Feng True God’s mind, as if he had already guessed the intentions of the powers behind Wang Teng.

"A prodigy needs more than talent and ability. In this vast universe, he must also possess unmatched prestige."

"This is the tide of fate."

"Only then can he enter the upper echelons, only then can he influence the course of events."

"But right now, his realm is only Domain Master level—talking about prestige is too much."

"Yet if he gains the fruits of this great war, he can still cultivate formidable prestige—perhaps an unconventional path."

His fingers tapped silently against the armrest of his chair, his entire presence drawing inward.

His posture resembled a venomous snake lying in wait.

"This isn’t nurturing a prodigy—it’s cultivating a True God!"

Yao Feng True God reached a conclusion in his mind.

He had seen too much to fail to recognize what was happening here.

But such circumstances had only ever occurred with Immortal-Level Sovereigns—especially those with potential to ascend to True Godhood.

Now, it was happening to Wang Teng.

The gap left him unsettled, even envious.

Had he received such treatment when he ascended to True Godhood?

No need to think.

He hadn’t.

He had lingered for countless years at the Immortal-Level Sovereign stage before finally earning such recognition.

But now, Wang Teng had obtained it effortlessly.

How could he accept that?

Damn it—jealousy welled up inside him like a spring again.

Damn him!

He deserved to die!

"Hmph!"

Yao Feng True God exhaled sharply through his nostrils.

"If I kill him, does that count as breaking their plan?"

"So early a setup—don’t they fear wasting massive resources?"

…

"Do I really have that much power?"

Wang Teng stared at the list of accomplishments, stunned.

He hadn’t actually counted how many victories he’d earned. Now, seeing them all laid out, he was genuinely shocked.

Suddenly, he felt incredibly powerful.

Unbelievable!

Absolutely unbelievable!

"Whooosh~"

At that moment, a sharp intake of breath echoed suddenly in Wang Teng’s mind.

"Wang Teng, you’ve really gone overboard this time!"

"You took first place in combat achievements!"

Round and plump’s voice, brimming with shock, reverberated so loudly it nearly gave Wang Teng a concussion.

"Alright, alright! Can you just keep it together for once?"

Wang Teng rubbed his temples, speaking with exasperation.

"...”

Yuan Gungun choked on his own breath.

What the hell does "keeping it together" have to do with this?

This has nothing to do with composure—besides, how could anyone possibly stay composed in a situation like this?

Pfft!

He was being dragged off course by Wang Teng himself.

Normally he was quite level-headed; now he was only slightly taken aback.

And all because of this damn Wang Teng.

"Wang Teng, I suspect you’ve officially caught the eye of the higher echelons behind you this time."

Ice Dith's voice chimed in then, her tone unusually serious, even tinged with shock.

She had been stunned herself when she saw Wang Teng’s combat record.

A Domain Master-level warrior’s tally had surpassed that of three True God-tier beings.

If she hadn’t seen it with her own eyes, she wouldn’t have believed it.

And after living so long, she’d never witnessed anything like this before.

It was utterly absurd!

Even though she'd already seen countless outrageous things from Wang Teng, this still left her reeling.

How could such a person exist?

She couldn’t comprehend it.

How could someone be *that* powerful?

"What do you mean?"

Wang Teng blinked in surprise.

Caught the eye of the upper ranks?

What did his combat record have to do with that?

Well, maybe it meant his score was too high, which is why they noticed him—no fault there.

But...

"You got into their sight, so you were able to take first place smoothly."

Ice Dith’s words made Wang Teng freeze again, speechless.

That seemed backwards.

"Ice Dith, did you say that backwards?" Yuan Gungun asked, equally bewildered.

She didn’t answer directly, instead asking, "Do you really think first place is that easy to claim?"

"But Wang Teng’s combat record is high enough!" Yuan Gungun insisted.

"So naive," Ice Dith said, her tone carrying a hint of disdain. She spoke calmly:

"Didn’t the combat records of True God Chihuang and True God Zhulong rank high as well? Take a closer look yourselves."

Wang Teng and Yuan Gungun had been fixated on the top spot earlier, glancing at the rest of the rankings without much attention.

Now, prompted by Ice Dith, they suddenly realized something and quickly checked the second and third places.

【Name】: Chihuang True God

【Rank】: Second

【Combat Record】: 163,530,000!

…

【Name】: Zhulong True God

【Rank】: Third

【Combat Record】: 148,750,000!

…

"These combat records… they’re so close!"

Yuan Gungun’s pupils contracted, hesitating as he spoke.

Especially Chihuang True God—his score was only over ten million points less than Wang Teng’s.

For lower-tier warriors, that might be a huge gap.

But for someone at Chihuang’s level, such a difference was negligible.

Even Zhulong’s tally wasn’t far behind—only about thirty million points apart.

Not impossible to surpass.

Yet the fact remained: Wang Teng’s score stood above both True Gods.

That was rather intriguing.

"This…"

Wang Teng was at a loss for words.

There seemed to be some hidden truth behind these numbers.

No way!

Just moments ago, he thought it was all due to his own effort.

Now it felt like it wasn’t quite that simple anymore.

Damn it! This was infuriating!

"Do you see it now?" Ice Dith asked.

"So, did those two True Gods give up their spots for Wang Teng?" Yuan Gungun asked, suspicious.

"That’s not quite right," Ice Dith replied. "This is genuinely Wang Teng’s earned combat record."

"...”

Yuan Gungun froze, then snapped back, "Then what the hell are you trying to say? You’re making my head spin."

Before Ice Dith could speak, Wang Teng suddenly understood.

"You mean… the forces behind me exaggerated my combat record to help me secure first place?"

He stroked his chin and said,

"It probably isn't an exaggeration."

Bintis no longer kept her words veiled, explaining:

"If I'm not mistaken, many of your achievements here are vague, yet they've all been categorized as such."

Wang Teng's eyes lit up, suddenly understanding.

"I get it!"

"Could it be that I always felt my accomplishments shouldn't have been this numerous, yet I still received so much?"

He had previously mentioned that he sensed many of his feats were unknown to outsiders—feats that couldn't be quantified.

But now, the forces behind him must have attributed those unrecorded victories to his name.

That was why the final tally of his accomplishments far exceeded his expectations.

"Why am I still a little confused?" Roundy scratched his head, utterly baffled.

Bintis replied calmly, "Many of Wang Teng's achievements are unknown to outsiders, but they can be guessed at."

Upon hearing this, Roundy finally grasped it completely: "Holy shit! So that's how it is."

"This really shows how powerful it is to have someone pulling strings behind the scenes!"

"If there were no connections, wouldn't these accomplishments just be overlooked?"

"Exactly," Bintis nodded, then turned to Wang Teng again.

"So you needn't worry about anything. This is yours by right—no one can change that. Just accept it with peace of mind."

(End of chapter)