I am a living immortal.

"From the initial gambling between gods and gods, to later gambling between gods and humans, and humans and humans, it evolved into the current ghost market."

"The God Slayer becomes the new god. Otherwise, where do you think those acquired gods come from? This is also why the innate gods look down on these acquired gods, even if they have climbed to the top through blood and slaughter."

"There really are no taboos." Su Mu didn't feel anything.

Those who want to become gods are flocking to do so. This temptation is irresistible to anyone. It is a choice.

The mirage dragon made Su Mu understand where the innate gods' sense of superiority came from. It turned out to be such a thing.

"It's not interesting now, but chaos is still chaos."

Looking at this so-called ghost market, Su Mu also lost interest in staying.

The Mirage Dragon laughed twice. "I told you, this is not a good place. It's the deepest place where foul air sinks, and it's the den of dark rats."

"Your description."

"Let's go, there's a lot to digest, great harvest."

Su Mu nodded and looked at a room on the tallest floor. There, a young man was also gazing into the distance, his thoughts unclear. As he looked over, the young man also turned back. His eyes, one golden and the other black, met Su Mu's.

Su Mu seemed to see through the entire boy.

The boy's face remained expressionless, only slightly puzzled. Su Mu was looking at him, but it didn't seem like she was looking at him.

When Mirage Dragon looked back, the young man had already disappeared from the balcony. He could only see his back. But just from that back, he could tell a lot: "Divine bloodline, although a little rare, actually exists in this era."

The moment Su Mu met this young man, he felt the mercy of fate. This was another person who was about to change.

Su Mu had only met two such people along the way. One was the young man in the small town when he was on his way to Fuling Sect.

One of them is this one.

"Really..." Su Mu didn't know what to say, but this fate that was coming at him suddenly made him understand why Zhulong was looking into the future. Because what he saw was not the young man in front of him, but a figure standing in the future time.

The figure did not turn around, and his figure was quite illusory, but he had a strong presence.

For some reason, a word suddenly appeared in Su Mu's mind: the protagonist of the era.

Every era has one or two protagonists who shoulder the responsibilities of that era. When this young man steps into time and overlaps with that towering figure, he may notice what Su Mu is looking at at this moment.

At that time, you may recall that accidental eye contact, and the doubts may be answered, when that person looked back at your future self.

"What's wrong?" Shenlong noticed that something was wrong with Su Mu at the moment. He looked at her again. Apart from the half-human, half-god hybrid, he couldn't imagine any other situation that could make Su Mu show such an expression.

"Nothing, I told you that you are not at a high enough level."

"What do you mean by 'not enough level'? What just happened?" Shenlong really didn't know what had just happened. Logically, it was impossible. Even if time had just stopped, he could still feel it. It was impossible for him not to notice anything. And Su Mu didn't need to make such a false statement.

Su Mu was at a loss for words, unable to explain. What was he saying? Did he see a trendsetter of his time? Did he see this boy destined for greatness? It was hard to explain, so he simply gave up. He still only had a limited understanding, influenced by Zhulong.

This made Mirage Dragon feel bad...

He could tell Su Mu wanted to say something, but just didn't know how to describe it. It was that mysterious, bewildering feeling. Knowing was knowing, not knowing was not knowing. It was like enlightenment: if you understood it, you understood it; if you didn't, it was like sleeping, nothing. He felt lost, unable to grasp or understand. It was painful, curious, and frustrating.

Looking at the appearance of the mirage dragon, Su Mu laughed out loud.

"It's related to the half-human, half-god boy just now, and it's related to time and the future." Su Mu explained.

"Got it! My Lord! Thank you for answering my questions."

Mirage Dragon was a little dissatisfied, but dissatisfaction could not erase the gap in strength. He seemed to be aroused by the desire to win.

The strength of this freak Su Mu is becoming more and more abnormal.

"Let's go." The two disappeared from the spot while talking.

…………

The weather in Jiading is getting hotter and hotter.

Ever since Su Mu disappeared, the old goat had let loose, roaming the hills one day, the next, and enjoying himself to the fullest. Logically, he'd eaten a lot of good things, so he shouldn't have eaten something as bad-tasting as grass.

But the old goat had a special liking for these green grasses and had been eating them from spring to summer, but Su Mu had not returned yet.

However, Su Mu's lease on the courtyard was about to expire, so Old Goat had no choice but to cast a spell and pawn some of the courtyard's belongings. Shenlong had bought some random things to find out, and they were quite valuable. Otherwise, if someone saw the scene in the courtyard, they would be terrified to death. If they didn't hide it and someone saw it, it would be terrifying, but this courtyard would be in trouble. Shenlong's ornaments alone were probably enough to attract people's attention. There were all kinds of miscellaneous things piled up all over the yard, but he didn't even care.

We still have to rely on him, the unreliable Su Mu.

The old goat rearranged the layout of the yard, not because it looked ugly, but to make room for his own restaurant.

It's really a bit miserable.

When he had almost finished cleaning up and was about to order some grass to reward himself, there was a knock on the door.

“Is there anyone there?! Is there anyone there?!”

"I'm coming! Stop knocking, stop knocking. You've come at the right time." The old goat knew who was knocking at the door. He used a trick to deceive himself in a few steps, and changed into a young man and opened the door.

"You finally opened the door. Here are the new roast chickens from Zuimanlou." Outside was a burly man dressed in cotton and linen clothes, holding two roast chickens wrapped in oil paper in his hands.

"I knew you were here the moment I thought about it."

The old goat didn't say anything, but the strong man knew that this was his character, so he didn't care and followed him into the door.

"Your friend hasn't come back yet?"

The old goat nodded: "He went to do some business. He didn't say how long he would be gone, so it's hard to say."