Max level Divinity: Summon Eastern Gods at the start of the game

"Forget about all that nonsense. You did a good job, kid. When I was twenty, I boasted that I was the best in the world and had no equal. And then it came true."

Li Bai chuckled and changed the subject, asking, "How old are you this year?"

"Su Ming is ashamed, he is exactly twenty."

"You're twenty already. If the world weren't so lacking in spiritual energy, you might just become the second number one among men." Li Bai praised you without reservation.

But few people would deny this statement: Su Ming's awakening of 100% divinity alone is enough to make him a god.

"Su Ming is awesome!"

"Summoner Su is awesome!"

"To survive being struck by lightning by the Eight Heavens is incredibly impressive, even in the world of mythology."

"I write novels, and there's a term for that: the chosen one."

"If he appeared in a novel, he would definitely be the protagonist."

Those watching the live stream were all envious of the conversation between the two.

Westerners, in particular, believe that although their gods are called down to earth to fight, they mostly regard humans as ants.

After each battle, he would return directly to the mythical world.

Unlike the characters in the TV series "Eastern Gods," who are all so humane.

Li Bai breathed a sigh of relief. He had actually foreseen that his fate would not end there, but he hadn't expected to pay such a high price.

That terrifying blue lotus directly helped him achieve physical sainthood.

If he were to fight Tsukuyomi again, the odds would probably be 40/60.

"Su Ming, I can't repay you for the Chaos Green Lotus, but there is a bit of good fortune that would suit you very well."

As Li Bai pointed, Su Ming's brow instantly blossomed.

"This is...?" Su Ming was astonished, feeling ethereal all over, as if he had become an immortal.

Li Bai laughed and made a shushing gesture: "Shh, possessing a treasure is a crime. You'll understand after I leave."

Yui Aoi was so angry she almost cried when she saw it.

This isn't 100% divinity; it's utterly inhuman.

"They're really creating a god. It's said that after the mythological invasion, the chosen ones can inherit the gods. But Su Ming doesn't need to inherit; he'll be a god himself."

A Western theologian revealed the secret.

It's not that the Western gods are stingy and unwilling to bestow blessings upon the world.

It's because nobody can accept it, not even the Summoners.

Everyone speculated.

"Li Bai was a swordsman, so this gift must be a celestial sword."

"I don't think so. Compared to the sword, I think swordsmanship is more important. It should be the mental cultivation method of the Azure Lotus Sword Song."

There were many different opinions, but Su Ming was certain that none of them were true, though he couldn't say for sure what the specifics were.

"I have to leave," Li Bai sighed. "I wanted to spread my sword intent across this land, so that everyone could practice swordsmanship, but I'm afraid this barren land can't bear it."

Upon hearing this, the entire Chinese internet community went wild.

"When he talks about sword practice, is he referring to the kind that can generate sword energy?"

"Ahhh, I really want to learn, I'd trade ten years of my life for it."

As the saying goes, "If you have no woman in your heart, you will naturally be a god when you draw your sword."

Being single is more suitable for practicing swordsmanship.

Seeing that the sword immortal was about to leave, Su Ming didn't want him to have any regrets.

Then he made a heinous request: "Senior Sword Immortal, you could pass down your poems for the world to study. They would be an invaluable spiritual treasure for countless Chinese people."

"Oh? You appreciate my poetry?" Li Bai was pleasantly surprised.

Su Ming nodded emphatically.

I don't just appreciate, I can also critique, you believe me?

Li Bai gave the "Collected Works of Li Bai" to Su Ming, who then handed it over to the high-ranking officials of the Dragon Kingdom. As for how to deal with it, he left it to them to decide.

What can we do? Of course, we'll include it in the nine-year compulsory education system.

But contrary to expectations, the elementary school students really liked it.

"After understanding these poems, will one be able to speak with divine power?"

"Right now, all I want to understand is that line, 'Kill one man in ten steps, leave no trace for a thousand miles.' Isn't that amazing, Brother Kun?"

"Tch, my assessment is..."

"It is better to be like a roc that rises with the wind and soars ninety thousand miles high."

Li Bai's poems have been passed down, but it's time for him to go back.

Su Ming suddenly realized something and tossed a white bottle over: "Senior, take the wine!"