Chapter 962: Nine-tier Enlightened Ones Era Arrives, Players' Determination!

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Author: Smile of Three Hundred Jin

Other races, even those aware of the terrifying advantages of the Complete Race, could only envy them. But the Asura Path race was different!

They were "Ditto."

They could evolve at every stage, changing into different forms and possessing various possibilities... As long as they followed the "Digimon" evolution path pioneered by Bai Xiaojun and others, they could transform into the Complete Race, becoming Super Saiyans.

Instantly, the look of despondency vanished from their faces.

"Hahaha, success or failure, it all comes back to Xiao He!"

"That's right, our talent for evolution and transformation at every realm drastically reduces our lifespan, leaving us with only a tenth of it. But our opportunity also lies in this evolutionary talent!"

"Yes, by evolving into Digimon, we can also gain the characteristics of the Super Saiyan race, becoming a branch of the Complete Race, achieving ninth-order without a threshold!"

"And once we reach the ninth-order, by slowly accumulating and increasing our cell count, we can become a complete ninth-order being!"

Their breathing quickened, and they exchanged glances. Their faces were flushed with excitement!

What was the Complete Race?

The Complete Race was the most heaven-defying race in the universe, the very threshold to the ninth-order path! This meant that they, as players, would gain a unique advantage, possessing the potential to directly achieve ninth-order enlightenment. How could they not be excited?

"Did you only just realize this?"

Bai Xiaojun, with his hands clasped behind his back, looked confident and said calmly, "The Digimon evolution path, the system I pioneered in my early years, has truly opened a brand new future for us players."

However, no one beside him was listening; they were still discussing, whispering among themselves:

"Even if becoming a ninth-order like Bai Xiaojun means being super handicapped and very weak—unable to defeat even an eighth-order god from the Six Paths of Reincarnation, a Great Saint realm expert—it's still ninth-order."

"Indeed, we can't compare ourselves to the monsters in the Six Paths of Reincarnation world... After all, here, the average monster is in the Great Saint realm, reaching the peak, and one can fight a dozen others of the same rank... A handicapped ninth-order like Bai Xiaojun might be challenged by lower-ranked opponents, but in other worlds, ordinary high-level gods would still be crushed!"

Bai Xiaojun: "....."

How could these people expose his shortcomings so openly? Is this my problem? This is a common flaw of the Saiyan race, okay!

Someone else looked at Bai Xiaojun and said excitedly, "Your path is indeed very suitable for us. Our extremely short lifespans can be extended as long as we break through to the ninth-order. What is your current lifespan?"

Bai Xiaojun coughed twice, a bit embarrassed, and said, "Roughly, about 1,800 years."

Everyone's faces darkened: "???"

Their minds went blank for a moment; they couldn't think of anything. What kind of bizarre ninth-order being are you?!

Other ninth-order beings have a lifespan of 100,000 years! They can be called cosmic overlords; one person's lifespan rivals a long and ancient civilization!

And you? You, a dignified ninth-order being, a great enlightened one who transcends cosmic laws, only have 1,800 years of lifespan?! Look at these twelve Asura Path Demon Gods, eighth-order deities; they also average about a thousand years. You only have a few hundred more years of lifespan than them?

"How can you calculate it like that?" Bai Xiaojun, seeing the idiotic stares of these scoundrels, instantly grew angry and retorted, "Although I appear to have broken through to ninth-order, the difference in reality isn't much compared to an eighth-order god. You know the reason... so it's perfectly normal for my lifespan to only increase by a few hundred years, okay?"

"However, I only have a few million cells. By continuously increasing my cell count and cultivating more cells... I can keep getting stronger, and my lifespan will also keep increasing... Eventually, I can grow into a complete ninth-order being with a normal hundred trillion cells, and my lifespan will also become normal!"

Bai Xiaojun said, "As long as I keep grinding and getting stronger, outrunning the rate of lifespan decay, I can extend my life... But you're stuck as gods, unable to break through realms; no matter how much you grind, you'll just be waiting for death. Can we be compared?"

As soon as he said this, everyone present indeed fell into deep thought.

That really was the reason.

Although this ninth-order was still weak, the ceiling on their lifespan was gone.

As long as they worked tirelessly, getting stronger to the point of balding, they would have a chance to outpace lifespan decay, grinding out a tomorrow, grinding out a beautiful future.

From a few million cells to a hundred trillion cells... This number... was comparable to the difficulty of another ninth-order path!

"But it's true," a player took a deep breath. "This way, we might not be without hope... After all, becoming a true powerhouse is inherently difficult... Who knows how many strong individuals have died without seeing a glimmer of hope."

"But now, we also have a chance."

"I understand. I'm going to commit suicide now and evolve into a Digimon."

"I'll commit suicide too, and start over."

Several player leaders immediately stood up, decisive. After all, they were already Heavenly Emperors now, and their evolution paths were fixed. They could only commit suicide again, and the next time they entered the game, they would reset their progress and start over, pursuing the path of evolving into Digimon.

However, the twelve players who had already broken through to godhood weren't so lucky. They couldn't start over and couldn't become Digimon.

"The twelve of you, continue to slumber. Wait for us to return, to find a way to re-cultivate, become strong, and come back to save you!" a player said decisively.

"That's right, without you twelve pioneering gods, we would have had no way to gain benefits in the mini-universe war, create the eye artifact, and share some profits... Without you, we wouldn't have been able to find the Great Octopus either, because without gods, not even a legend array could be established to cross over to other worlds..."

"You opened a path for us, and now we can have such a future."

"You can't re-cultivate, but one day, we will make sure you break through to the ninth-order on the proper ninth-order path!" someone declared loudly.

The twelve players were touched, their eyes a little moist. How many people truly broke through to the ninth-order? That boast was a bit too grand, for all twelve of them to break through to ninth-order... The entire player base wasn't even sure if a single true ninth-order being could emerge... These people still loved to brag, but there was a strange surge of emotion in their hearts as they looked at these spirited scoundrels.

"Yes! We will re-cultivate and find a way to help you. Rest easy in your slumber!"

"When you broke through, you could already foresee your outcome, yet you still chose to take that step, securing future development opportunities for us."

"We cannot discourage the hearts of heroes; otherwise, who would dare to fight desperately in the future?" one player said softly.

"Brothers, the hymn of humanity is the hymn of courage; the greatness of humanity is the greatness of courage!"

They stood united, becoming serious for a rare moment.

"So, next up is suicide. We'll restart on the Digimon path."

"Digimon can also evolve into various branches, and there's still more to explore."

They began discussing the future.

Not long after, an update notification suddenly appeared—an announcement from the Wizard Community. They took a quick glance, not surprised, as routine updates occurred every now and then, increasing the number of entrants and servers.

But this time, they instantly lost their composure. "What? The server population increased tenfold all at once? Is this seriously becoming a massive online game?!"

They exchanged glances, their eyes filled with inexplicable excitement and a hint of strangeness. Tenfold, what kind of concept was that?! The Asura Path might not be able to accommodate so many people. In reality, it wasn't about not being able to fit them, but it wasn't calculated that way... Every player needed to cultivate and grow stronger; they were all resource hogs. The land of the Asura Path simply couldn't provide enough resources for the rapidly increasing player population.

"What's going on?"

Someone asked. After all, expanding the population was routine, but wasn't this expansion too much? Was it a major update caused by entering the ninth-order era?

"Everyone, don't get too excited. This means we might be opening new instance maps."

Bai Xiaojun took a deep breath and looked around. "There have been similar situations before. Didn't they open an instance map then, leading my group of players to the neighboring mini-universe world? I estimate it's highly likely that the Underworld will send someone soon, just like last time, with Lady Meng taking us to a strange place."

Sure enough, at the very moment they were still reeling, a Black Impermanence slowly emerged from the shadows in the corner of the meeting hall and said, "Lady Meng requests your presence."

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