King of Titans and Dragons
Chapter 1244 - 1244 1231 Scoundrel Teacher

Chapter 1244: Chapter 1231: Scoundrel Teacher Chapter 1244: Chapter 1231: Scoundrel Teacher “Starving up to now?” Muria found himself baffled by his teacher’s description—this sounded somewhat comical.

“According to my speculation, the god war back then caused the ancient La’xia people to lose the deities they worshipped. And during that war, this piece of Divine Armor had followed its master into battle. Although its master fell in defeat, the armor was not completely destroyed but left with some remnants.

This fragment of Divine Armor, upon returning to its place of worship and making use of the Weapon Preservation Box for repairs, realized that it could no longer continue its existence. The whole Energy Gathering Array had been destroyed in the god war, thus it could no longer power itself. Such was its state until the present day when you discovered it, treating it as a ‘divine corpse’.”

“Then… can this piece of Divine Armor still be used?” Although he received a negative answer, Muria’s heart was still quite elated—after all, it was a piece of armor used by deities.

“Of course, it can be used. Didn’t you see it choosing to absorb the vitality of others to compensate for its own loss? However, before you think of donning it to confront enemies, you first need to solve the most crucial problem—you have to satiate its hunger.”

Muria pointed at the piece of Divine Armor that lay quietly, shrouded by his power, as nothing more than a “divine corpse.”

While in some sense the armor was alive, it was but a tool used by a deity, unable to truly equate with the might of a deity itself. With just the power from his reincarnation, Muria could easily suppress this hungering fragment of Divine Armor.

“How much would I need to spend to satiate it and restore it to normal?”

“You’re asking me? Who should I ask? I’m not the creator of this living armor. If you really want to give it a shot, pour your divine power into it—that toy seems to like your divine power. However, before you do something foolish, you need to be sure whether you are the rightful owner of this piece of Divine Armor.”

“…” Hearing Muria’s words, Jiuli pursed his lips. He understood what Muria meant by that question.

“Look carefully, think it over, and then answer. Although it might look rather disgusting, if you’re willing to supply a certain amount of divine power, you could restore it to its peak condition. By wearing it, you would be able to elevate your combat strength by a whole tier on top of your current power.

Are you certain you want to use this Divine Artifact in exchange for an opportunity to bid farewell to your mother and your girlfriend?”

“I…” Jiuli’s face showed hesitance. It was a multiple-choice question that needed no contemplation to answer, yet he found it difficult at the moment.

“Teacher, such a Divine Artifact would surely be incredibly useful even to you, wouldn’t it? Are you not tempted at all?”

Instead of waiting for his student’s response, Muria was greeted with his student’s question.

“Being an extraordinary artifact created by a deity, of course I am tempted; it would be a fine addition to my collection. But it’s not enough to make me violate my principles of conduct.”

Muria watched his student with a hint of amusement. Naturally, he knew this youngster still harbored some wariness toward him. Upon discovering a Divine Artifact, Jiuli’s mistrust peaked, making this moment a test.

“Jiuli, you don’t need to test me. I am not certain whether anything exists in this world that could compel me to break my code of ethics and harm my own student. But one thing I am sure of—you will not obtain nor even see an artifact of that level.”

“Teacher, sorry, I…”

Listening to Muria’s frank response, Jiuli felt a little relief, but a question still lingered. Yet, his wariness towards his teacher had nearly dissipated.

“No need to apologize. I understand your upbringing was unique, and your skeptical nature is indeed commendable—it will keep you alive longer.”

Muria stood with his hands clasped behind him, facing his student, “Tell me your answer. Will you choose the artifact that could directly enhance your combat strength, one you could even use upon becoming a deity, or use it to pay a visit home and see your family?”

“Teacher, I choose to go home!” Jiuli gave an answer that was both unexpected and inevitable.

“I must say, that’s a choice others would consider extremely foolish,” Muria said with a laugh upon hearing his student’s decision.

“Teacher, in your view, is my choice not foolish?”

“From a long-term perspective, your decision is indeed utterly foolish, but personally, I find your choice not too bad.

Cultivation is not for the pursuit of mere strength. You cultivate to gain the power to protect your family. Your decision shows that you are still true to yourself, unwavering in your original aspirations, and that is good.”

Muria looked up at the sky, a hint of nostalgia in his eyes, “I know too many beings who have forgotten their frail past once they gain power, disregarding the vows they made when they were weak, even abandoning all they once held dear.

They sever all ties with their weaker past selves, their memories fading over the long years. In the end, they are left with nothing but overwhelming power, an eternal lifespan, and boundless loneliness.”

“Now that you’ve embarked on the path to godhood, you have not cast aside your humanity. That is good.”

“I seek strength to protect my family and my wife; if I neglected them, what would be the point, even if I became a True God?”

“Alright, I’ll take you home now, but you only have one day to bid farewell and make arrangements with them.”

Muria stretched out his hand and gently pointed forward, as a golden ripple spread from his fingertips. The familiar sight of Jiuli’s steel jungle appeared before his eyes,

“I allow you to indulge in your affections, but I do not permit you to stop moving forward. Only when you become a True God will you be worthy of the identity of my chief student.”

“Thank you, Teacher!”

Jiuli bowed deeply to Muria and then, the deity who held supreme power and majesty in the Archipelago World, transformed back into that ordinary, pale-faced young man.

He returned to his own world, wearing a relaxed smile, and then, the Spatial Tunnel Muria had opened for him vanished without a trace.

“Wow, son, you actually have such a foolish student who would trade a Divine Artifact just for the chance to visit home. It’s not like he could never return.” Areina, who had witnessed everything from the beginning, exclaimed in amazement, “How did you find such a peculiar one?”

“He’s not foolish. In a short period, he rose from a mere mortal to becoming the Earth God who rules the islands of the sea area. How could such a being be a fool? He simply made the choice that best suited his heart’s desire. How precious and rare is that!”

“Okay, if you say he’s not stupid, then he’s not. I really can’t understand beings at your level.”

Hearing Muria’s words, Areina turned her head away, not wanting to argue, especially since all her attention was now on the Divine Artifact her son had mentioned,

“But this ugly toy, is it really a Divine Artifact? It really looks like a corpse!”

“Its current appearance is merely a result of lacking offerings and maintenance. Once it’s properly nourished, it will look completely different from what you see now.”

“If that’s the case, then you’ve landed yourself a great deal, sending your student home probably didn’t expend much of your energy, hmm, truly a profitable transaction. But you’re quite cunning, calculating even towards your own student.”

“How have I calculated against him?” Muria raised an eyebrow.

“You’re cribbing a white wolf here, getting a Divine Artifact for nothing in exchange from your student, if not calculation, what is it?”

“I told you, that ‘toy’ is useless to me, its greatest function is just to enrich my collection.”

“Are you going to return this Divine Artifact to him?”

“Now, I am the owner of this Divine Armor. If my student wishes to use it, he certainly can, but he must accomplish something that satisfies me.”

“I never realized it, but you’re actually such a considerate teacher?”

“I never shortchange my own people.” Muria replied meaningfully.

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“Teacher, are you going to give me this Divine Armor?” Jiuli, who had just been forcibly pulled away from his girlfriend’s tender embrace after a day, looked at his teacher with a surprised face.

“You’re thinking too much. Listen carefully, I’m merely lending this armor to you, the ownership remains in my hands. If I want it back, you must return it to me at any time, understand?”

“Understood.” The youth, who had just completed procreation with his girlfriend and hadn’t had time for tenderness before being caught by his teacher, initially harbored some resentment. But, hearing of such a good fortune, he immediately became overjoyed and harbored no complaints.

“By the way, Teacher, could you help me restore this armor to its peak condition?”

“Solve that yourself, don’t look to me. You are, after all, an Earth God with millions of believers. You can afford that expense after saving for a while.”

Muria rolled his eyes. Kidding. He was but a mere legend now, providing energy for a Divine Artifact that a god would use? That would drain him dry.

“By the way, I have already perfected the cultivation method for you. With that, reaching the realm of Deities should be no problem.”

With a flick of his hand, Muria transferred the cultivation technique he had deduced into his student’s Sea of Spirits.

“Thank you, Teacher!” Jiuli, having received the perfected cultivation method and merely glancing at it, knew his cultivation worries were over and immediately thanked his teacher.

“I’ve arranged everything for you. Now we must part ways again for some time. When we meet again, you better present me with a satisfactory result.”

“Teacher, you’re leaving again? Can’t you stay?”

“There’s no need for that. I’m quite interested in this Yuguang Civilization; I plan to go see it for myself. I wonder if this civilization can bring me some surprises.”