Chapter 3164: Let Him Maintain World Peace! Filter Dropping!

A single gavel strike—decisive and final!

The star envoy from the Hall of Stars had directly confirmed Wang Teng’s identity, leaving no room for dispute.

Yao Feng True God was speechless, yet his heart grew strangely calm.

Others merely gazed at Wang Teng with complex expressions.

Second Star Envoy's Honor Badge!

This honor surpassed that of most present.

Only a handful could rival Wang Teng.

Yet none felt envy or jealousy.

After the star envoy’s explanation, all understood: this was entirely deserved.

How could one even envy such an achievement?

Could ordinary people accomplish those feats?

Even Immortal-level masters would be helpless, staring in awe—what good would envy do?

When someone’s accomplishments far exceed others’, it ceases to be about envy—it becomes reverence.

And Wang Teng’s deeds were exactly that.

Chihuang True God, Zhu Long True God, Elder Ji—all watched Wang Teng with quiet satisfaction, as if observing a masterpiece.

Though they had only given a small push from behind, the act of participation itself brought immense fulfillment.

In Wang Teng’s matter, their goals aligned perfectly; together, they achieved the ultimate purpose.

Wang Teng glanced around, seeing everyone silent, then rose and bowed deeply toward the star envoy.

"Thank you, elder. Thank you for the Hall of Stars’ recognition."

"This Second Star Envoy’s Honor Badge—I feel unworthy to receive it."

The envoy waved a hand. "No need to thank me. You earned it yourself."

"There is no reason to feel unworthy. Your achievements and merits fully deserve this badge."

"But…"

He suddenly shifted tone, his voice growing serious.

"The Second Star Envoy’s Honor Badge is not just honor—it is also responsibility."

"In the future, you must fulfill the duties of a star envoy."

"Protect the peace of the cosmos, resist the threat of Dark Species, uphold the authority of the Hall of Stars."

"Can you… do it?"

Wang Teng fell into silence.

Damn it!

Now he was being asked to safeguard world peace?

The Hall of Stars’ ambitions were so grand and noble—he suddenly felt utterly inadequate.

But with so many watching, he had no choice but to step up.

Failure wasn’t an option.

"I will do my best," he said, without making any rash promises, yet with firmness and composure that inspired trust.

The envoy studied him closely, deeply satisfied with his response.

No empty vows—just a pledge to try—was far more convincing.

Moreover, Wang Teng’s actions had already proven everything.

His deeds, his words—all aligned perfectly with the envoy’s expectations.

Steady.

Too steady.

Rarely had anyone seen a young man in his twenties display such composure.

Even geniuses centuries old fell short.

The envoy now found himself liking Wang Teng more and more. He smiled faintly.

"I look forward to meeting you at the Hall of Stars."

All present were stunned.

They knew the envoy held Wang Teng in high regard—otherwise, he wouldn’t have treated him so differently before.

But none expected the envoy to want to meet him personally.

That was more astonishing than a True God appearing before Wang Teng himself.

"It is my honor," Wang Teng replied, surprised inwardly but quickly regaining composure, bowing slightly.

"Well then, farewell, everyone!"

The envoy nodded gently, glanced once more at the others, then dissolved into a speck of light, vanishing from sight.

The remaining nine True God figures faded one after another.

Without further words, they each gave a slight nod to Chihuang True God, Zhu Long True God, and Yao Feng True God.

Everyone rose respectfully, escorting the ten True Gods out.

It was the bare minimum of respect owed to True Gods.

As the last traces of their figures vanished, the tension in the hall finally eased.

Chihuang True God turned to the crowd. "If there’s nothing else, return and prepare yourselves."

"Tomorrow, we’ll be transported to the Light Secret Realm."

The moment he finished speaking, Yao Feng True God flickered and disappeared instantly.

Chihuang True God: "...”

Zhu Long True God: "...”

Everyone: "...”

All stared silently at the empty seat where Yao Feng True God had been sitting.

The vacant chair now looked oddly... absurd.

Did he really have to run off that fast?

Like a dog was chasing him from behind.

Such a True God—pathetic and ridiculous.

"Really?" Wang Teng muttered to himself. "Does he fear I’ll mock him again?"

Round and plump chuckled. "Why wouldn’t he? You have no idea how much damage you’ve done to him!"

"Real or fake?" Wang Teng asked, stuck between tears and laughter.

"Of course it is real. The onlookers see things clearest, and we onlookers see it most clearly of all."

Yuan Gun_gun added, "If you don't believe me, ask Bindyce."

"Mm," Bindyce uttered in response, cold and devoid of emotion, yet it was an affirmative reply.

Wang Teng wore a bizarre expression, suddenly feeling a twinge of shame.

To drive a True God level existence to such a state was truly uncalled for; he should have saved him at least a modicum of face.

Of course, this was merely a minor interlude. Since True God Yaofeng had already departed, the crowd paid the matter no further heed.

Besides, mocking a True God level existence behind his back was no trivial matter; what if the man was lurking in the shadows, quietly observing them?

Given True God Yaofeng's style of conduct, it was not beneath him to do such a thing.

"Disperse, disperse, everyone may leave now."

True God Zhulong waved his hand, then looked toward Wang Teng and said, "Wang Teng, wait a moment."

Wang Teng had been about to leave, but hearing these words, he could only sit back down.

Those Immortal level existences cast lingering glances at Wang Teng but said nothing, leaving the main control hall one after another.

"Wang Teng, deliberate carefully on the matter of the Dragon Phoenix Origin Fruit," Elder Ji reminded him via voice transmission before leaving.

Wang Teng's heart stirred, and he instantly realized that True God Zhulong must have kept him behind precisely for the Dragon Phoenix Origin Fruit.

It seemed the other party was getting rather impatient!

Then again, they were about to enter the Radiant Secret Realm, where they would remain for fifty years before they could emerge. The Zhulong Clan likely could not wait that long.

Fifty years was more than enough time for them to fully nourish the dragon blood portion of the Dragon Phoenix Origin Fruit.

As for the phoenix blood, he wondered if they had any channels available for that?

Lost in thought, Wang Teng remained seated without moving, quietly waiting for True God Zhulong to speak.

True God Chihuang glanced at Wang Teng and True God Zhulong, offered no comment, and likewise departed directly.

Once everyone had left, a profound silence enveloped the main control hall.

True God Zhulong suddenly rubbed his hands together, wearing an utterly wretched expression.

Then, with a flash of his silhouette, he moved to the seat beside Wang Teng, chuckling softly as he asked, "Little friend Wang Teng, how have you considered it?"

Wang Teng: "???"

Was this a True God level existence?

Damn it! The illusion was completely shattered!

Was it not just a single Dragon Phoenix Origin Fruit? Why get so intensely passionate about it?

To an uninformed outsider, it might look as though the two of them were engaged in some unspeakable, illicit affair.

What a bizarre sight!

Could he not be as calm and collected as he was?

"Don't be nervous. My Zhulong Clan will absolutely not let you suffer a loss. We are old acquaintances after all, just relax."

Seeing Wang Teng lapse into silence, True God Zhulong assumed he was afraid of being cheated and immediately offered words of reassurance.

The corner of Wang Teng's mouth twitched, and he almost did not know how to respond. Was he nervous? He was completely rendered speechless by the other party's behavior.

However, since the other party had put it that way, he could hardly be blamed for demanding an exorbitant price.

They were old acquaintances, after all.

Was it not only right for the senior to look after a junior like him?

"Yuan Gun_gun, Bindyce, what do you think I should demand from the Zhulong Clan in exchange for the Dragon Phoenix Origin Fruit?"

Wang Teng pondered the question in his mind, yet failed to come up with anything, primarily because he knew very little about the treasures of the Zhulong Clan.

Those were the clan's deepest secrets; how could an outsider like him possibly know?

"Well..."

This problem stumped Yuan Gun_gun as well.

"Wang Teng, I don't know much about the deeper information of the Zhulong Clan either, so I can't give you any suggestions."

Wang Teng felt a pang of disappointment in his heart, but he did not blame Yuan Gun_gun.

Because the grade of the Dragon Phoenix Origin Fruit was immensely high, finding an equivalent treasure was by no means an easy feat.

After all, treasures of that level within the Zhulong Clan were closely guarded secrets, never to be revealed to outsiders.

This was indeed asking too much of him.

"Are you truly going to exchange it with the Zhulong Clan?"

Bindyce's icy voice drifted over, yet it carried a faint tremor of emotion.

Regarding this Dragon Phoenix Origin Fruit, as an existence of the Frost Chilong Clan, she too coveted it intensely.

An exotic treasure of this kind possessed a powerful effect for them, capable of transforming lineage and catalyzing latent talent.

After all, the Frost Chilong was also a branch of the Dragon Race!

If she could fashion a new body using this Dragon Phoenix Origin Fruit, she would possess even greater talent and potential in the future.

Stepping beyond the True God realm in the days to come would no longer be an impossibility.

The moment Bindyce thought of this, her ice-like heart seemed to crack open, unable to find peace ever again.

That throb of desire was entirely unprecedented.

Even when she had encountered that Myriad Bone Dragon before and glimpsed a sliver of hope for resurrection, she had never felt quite like this.

"Oh? Are you interested?" Wang Teng raised an eyebrow and asked.

He had actually guessed Bindyce's thoughts, but he deliberately refrained from mentioning them, choosing instead to wait for her to speak them aloud.

In matters like this, one could not appear too eager.

"..."

Bindyce seemed to sense Wang Teng's wicked sense of amusement. She took a deep breath and said solemnly:

"Yes!"

"This Dragon Phoenix Origin Fruit is equally important to me."

A meaningful smile surfaced at the corners of Wang Teng's mouth, and he said indifferently, "I know, but I do not have the energy or the time to acquire the origin blood of the Dragon and Phoenix races."

Bindyce fell silent for a moment, her tone reverting to its customary coldness and detachment. "I understand."

Wang Teng could still detect a hint of disappointment therein, so he said, "If you trust me, I will provide you with an extraordinary body in the future."

He possessed such confidence.

The body of that Myriad Bone Dragon could actually be modified.

With his Bone Spirit Race talent coupled with certain specialized methods, he should be able to forge an even more terrifying set of dragon bones.

But this required careful planning.

The bone spirit clone he had left behind in the Bone Spirit Clan’s Ruins of the Dead was a contingency, ready to be activated at any moment.

Once he had free time, he would surely take control of that clone and venture into the Bone Spirit Clan’s territory to explore.

Yet none of this could be told to Ice Dith.

It depended on whether she chose to believe him or not.

“Oh?!”

Ice Dith’s eyes flickered with interest, her curiosity piqued as she pressed, “You really have a way?”

“If you believe me, then I do,” Wang Teng smiled.

“In that case, I’ll trust you—just this once,” Ice Dith said without further hesitation, finally choosing to believe him.

Though the Dragon Phoenix Source Fruit was tempting, its success rate remained low.

If Wang Teng had another method, she was only too happy to see it succeed.

At least this guy was actually reliable!

Wang Teng chuckled softly.

Cute little thing, so proud.

Only someone like him could give her such a choice.

Otherwise, wanting to restore his body?

That would be nearly impossible!

But he didn’t say more.

He’d help when needed.

Ice Dith was already his dragon—she couldn’t escape.

This fragrant dragon meat had to end up in his pot.

“So, shall we discuss the matter of the Dragon Phoenix Source Fruit now?”

Wang Teng asked with a grin.

Ice Dith, though slightly regretful, no longer dwelled on it. She replied calmly, “What do you lack now? A cultivation technique, combat skills, or treasures…?”

Wang Teng’s mind stirred. He rubbed his chin.

“I seem to lack a cultivation technique.”

Both Ice Dith and Roundy were taken aback.

“A cultivation technique!?”

They echoed in surprise.

“Yes,” Wang Teng said, his gaze sharpening. “I need a special one—but its value should be far less than that of the Dragon Phoenix Source Fruit.”

“If that’s the case,” Ice Dith suggested, “I recommend you make a request.”

“What kind of request?” Wang Teng asked curiously.

“Ask the True God of the Candle Dragon to allow you to enter the Candle Dragon Clan’s Hall of Techniques and choose a cultivation technique,” Ice Dith said.

Wang Teng nodded. “That’s feasible.”

“And besides that, what else do you think we could ask for?”

Roundy suddenly opened his mind.

“Since we’re asking to enter the Hall of Techniques, why not also request access to the Hall of Treasures?”

“As long as what you select is worth as much as the Dragon Phoenix Source Fruit, I’m sure they won’t refuse.”

Wang Teng’s eyes lit up. “Good idea!”

Indeed, three ordinary minds together could outthink a Zhuge Liang.

Things he hadn’t thought of himself were suddenly clear after just a few words from Roundy and Ice Dith.

Excellent!

Let’s do it!

But he didn’t rush to speak. Instead, he feigned hesitation.

“This… well…”

“Is there something troubling you?” the True God of the Candle Dragon asked gently.

“The truth is, I don’t know what treasures the Candle Dragon Clan possesses that might suit me,” Wang Teng said, hesitating.

Roundy saw his expression and almost burst into laughter.

There he went again—acting the fool!

He silently offered three seconds of mourning for the True God of the Candle Dragon.

How badly would Wang Teng trick him this time?

Why did he feel a little excited?

Ice Dith’s lips twitched but she didn’t leave. She stayed hidden, quietly observing the outside world.

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The True God of the Candle Dragon paused, momentarily stunned.

He had thought Wang Teng was afraid to speak.

But no—he simply didn’t know how to begin.

It made sense.

Outsiders had no knowledge of the treasures held by the Candle Dragon Clan. How could they possibly choose?

He had been too eager, failing to consider the details.

(End of chapter)