A farm that breeds gods and demons
Chapter 548 - 423: Struggle Above the World

Chapter 548: Chapter 423: Struggle Above the World

Majatai knelt in place for three days and nights. On the fourth day, when the wind and sand had almost completely buried him, the door to the temple finally creaked open slowly.

Only then did Majatai move. He pushed himself up from the ground, shook the sand off his body, and stepped into the ancient temple.

The temple was pitch black. Nothing could be seen. After Majatai entered, he once again prostrated himself on the ground.

"Ah..."

It was only after a while that a sigh echoed in the temple.

"Majatai, I am only half a step away from leaving this world... Why do you insist on bothering me... and dragging me back into... mundane affairs?" The voice sounded both young and old, and it was filled with a touch of helplessness.

"Father, I have two hundred and seventy-four children in total, but out of those, only Xi’er can evolve, only he can inherit my bloodline. He is my everything... but he’s dead. He was killed, and his body was mutilated." Majatai knelt on the ground, his voice full of grief and anger, but his face remained remarkably calm.

"So what..." the voice in the temple drawled, "...do you want me to avenge your son for you?"

Majatai was taken aback. "Father, Xi’er was your grandson..."

The voice in the temple gave a little chuckle. "If you lost a son, have another. Majatai, instead of coming to me, why not find more women and have more children? If one out of the two hundred and seventy-four you had could evolve, then if you had two hundred and seventy-four more, another Xi’er might be born. Isn’t that right, Majatai? Rather than kneeling here and wasting time begging me, it would be much more beneficial."

Majatai’s body trembled, and after a moment he managed to say, "Father, you’re heartless."

The voice in the temple, sounding both old and young, replied indifferently, "No, I am not heartless, it is just that to me, nothing is more important than leaving this world. This world is simply too dull, and it can no longer arouse my interest. I have no desire to meddle with the struggles of this secular world. Majatai, heed my advice: retire and pass on your duties. Nothing in this world is real; all is fleeting. Only immortality is everlasting."

Majatai slowly lifted his head and stared into the darkness of the temple. "Xi’er was my everything. To me, no ’immortality,’ no ’everlasting’ is more important than Xi’er. Father, I may not understand your thoughts, just as you can never understand my love for Xi’er... Father, if you’re not willing to help, then please lend me your Demon Divine Beast. I must take revenge."

A surprised voice echoed in the darkness, "The enemy who killed Xi’er is so formidable that you need the Demon Divine Beast?"

"No, that man is just a humble city lord, but he possesses the ability to summon the Demon Divine Beast. The only thing that can match a Demon Divine Beast is another Demon Divine Beast."

"I see..." The voice in the darkness lowered slightly but did not respond to Majatai’s request for the Demon Divine Beast. As Majatai was about to plead again, he suddenly noticed a reaction from his staff and hurriedly pulled out the symbol of the City Lord’s authority.

Majatai’s staff was a dull yellow color with earthen patterns. As the patterns spread and rippled, an indistinct human form emerged.

"My Lord?" Upon seeing the figure, Majatai seemed slightly taken aback, before respectfully bowing.

The figure, seemingly taken aback by its appearance in the dark temple, also bowed back toward the darkness.

The voice in the darkness, sounding both old and young, spoke, "I’ve already retired, you are our leader now. There’s no need for such formality."

Upon hearing this, the figure seemed to smile faintly. "The contributions of our predecessors are everlasting. I am worthy of your respect." After a pause, he continued, "Majatai, I am also grieved by the death of your son. However, now is not the time for you to seek revenge."

Majatai was stunned, "Why, my Lord, why are you also preventing me from seeking revenge?"

The figure answered, "Majatai, calm down. I am not trying to stop you from taking revenge. Instead, this is a golden opportunity... There’s a message from above..." As he spoke, he gestured towards the sky.

Seeing this, Majatai felt a slight chill and immediately fell silent. Even the voice in the darkness grew quiet, all eagerly waiting for the ripple-like figure to share the upcoming message.

"An astonishing message has come from above. Ao Lei is about to break through once again. Do you understand the serious consequences if he succeeds? It will pose a direct threat to our race... Now is not the time to consider personal gains and losses, or grievances. This issue concerns our entire tribe. In the near future, the higher-ups will collaborate with two other races for a large-scale operation. At this time, you absolutely cannot instigate any other disputes. All decisions must be deferred until after the operation concludes."

Majatai couldn’t help but express astonishment: "What does the operation from above have to do with me avenging my son?" He couldn’t fathom that there was any relation between the two.

"The City Lord who killed your son is not without background as you imagine. According to the message from above, behind this young man is a remarkably powerful entity. This young man possesses a fraction of this entity’s power, One Feather’s Blood. The higher authorities are not entirely fearful of this entity, but they do not want any accidents during their operation against Ao Lei. Majatai, do you understand? This operation is crucial and involves the destiny of our entire tribe. Your personal grievance cannot be allowed to disrupt it."

Majatai’s back was covered in cold sweat. He had never expected that the city lord of a small place like Black Iron City would be linked to the tussles at the top.

"Does that mean... I can’t avenge my son?" Majatai was unable to swallow these words. His son, Xi’er, was his everything.

The ripple-like figure calmly said, "It’s not that you cannot seek revenge, merely that the time has not yet come. All decisions must wait until the operation from above has concluded."

"Majatai, remember, the interests of the tribe outweigh personal grievances." Having said that, the ripple-like figure bowed once again towards the darkness of the temple, then disappeared.

Majatai stood there, his face full of frustration, helplessness, hatred, and pain...

Then, the voice in the darkness of the temple rang out again, this time tinged with excitement: "The struggles above... I, too, wish to leap out of this world... to participate in them. This world, it’s too lonely... Almost... Can’t even find an opponent..." It sighed heavily, its tone full of sorrow and loss.

Meanwhile, Majatai, silent, abruptly stood and fled from the temple.

The grand doors of the temple slowly closed behind him, showing no mercy.

At this moment, a calm voice, almost entirely devoid of human emotion, sporadically echoed in the minds of a selection of Category 5 Lifeforms.

Among these chosen ones were Sixth-order, Seventh Order, and even entities beyond the Seventh Order. The selection was random.

At the same moment, the same message resonated in the minds of Su Yu and Ouyang Nuo - Category 5 Lifeforms in Black Iron City.

For Ouyang Nuo, it was his first time hearing this voice. His first impression was that it sounded like Lei Leian - only, this voice was colder and lacked any trace of human emotion.

For Su Yu, this was the second time. His face instantly changed color as he recognized it - the voice was from the true Black Iron Guardian, Beth Finley.

The last time he heard her voice was when he ventured into the Fire Elemental Space and accidentally stumbled upon a colossal mysterious temple. From there, he entered the trial grounds, the ancient ruins of Atlantis. At the time, Su Yu was still a Level Five warrior. It was in those ruins where he met Xingyu, obtained the Demon God Core, and successfully evolved to become a Sixth-order Powerhouse.

That day, numerous powerhouses throughout the Black Iron World were shaken. Among them were the mighty from various towns and cities, and even those at the level of Main City Lords.

All these warriors, despite their varying levels, were Category 5 Lifeforms, and at that same moment, the voice of the Black Iron Guardian, Beth Finley, echoed in their minds.

"Warriors who have received this message, from this moment on, gather your teams to the best of your abilities. The team limit is twenty people. Within two days, you must arrive at the ’Trial Temple’ on the fourth level of the ’Gold Elemental Space.’ Teams that fail to enter the ’Trial Temple’ within two days, along with their Category 5 Lifeforms, will be collectively eradicated. The final reward for this mission will be the ability to leave this world." Then, the voice disappeared.

The last sentence shocked many peerless powerhouses. Just as Majatai stormed out of the old temple in the desert, the temple interior suddenly burst out into laughter: "Haha, the ability to leave this world? Haha, finally, I’ve been waiting for it, haha, finally it’s here——" (To be continued, for the follow-up story please visit www.qidian.com. There are more Chapters waiting for you. Support the author, support the original work.)