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nTranslator: Lordbluefire Editor: Lordbluefire

nIgnoring the pleas by the fatty that asked him to stay, Feng Lin shut off his microchip. He went offline and walked out of his room.

nRight now, their family was staying in a luxurious house in the Feng Clan’s Grand Building. There was everything here and the space was very vast, extremely comfortable.

nThere was even a room used for virtual activities. The most advanced virtual cabin on earth was installed here.

nFeng Lin laid there, connecting his consciousness to it as data streams flowed like a waterfall before his eyes.

nAt the next moment, his consciousness had entered the virtual universe, at the location where he last went offline.

nThe virtual minor-thousand world, in the Purple Cloud Palace of the Mythology Planet…

nFeng Lin opened up the interface and inputted the fatty’s id, ‘Marshal Heavenly Dipper!’ while his heart was filled with unspoken criticism.

nYou actually gave yourself such a virtual id, no wonder you are on Pigsy mythological path!

nThis name was just a character short from Marshal Heavenly Canopy. (Pigsy’s title in the chinese legends before he was reincarnated as Zhu Bajie)

nThis seemed to be a coincidence, yet it felt like everything was predestined.

nPigsy was an expert that was proficient in the thirty-six transformations of the heavenly dipper. The real name of this fatty was just so coincidentally named Zhu Tiangang, with Zhu as the surname and Tiangang representing the words ‘Heavenly Dipper’.

nFeng Lin stared at his interface and noticed that the fatty was already online. Clearly, he was afraid Feng Lin wouldn’t contact him and was already waiting here for quite some time.

nFeng Lin laughed. With a wave of his hand, a strand of grandmist white qi swirled in his palm and was mailed out like an email. He included a message, “This item is a token that allows someone to enter the Mythological Genes Association. Grandmist White Qi, the effective duration for this is one day.”

nDing! Ding! Ding!

nThe fatty instantly replied, his words filled with gratitude. “Many thanks, Master Hongjun. I will rush there as soon as possible!”

nFatty was extremely anxious and filled with impatience.

nAs long as one knew the coordinates of their targeted location, they could instantly travel there in a blink of an eye despite the distance.

nVery soon, Feng Lin could sense that the fatty was already outside the Mythology Planet. He wanted to enter, but he was blocked by the minor-thousand world barrier and had no way to get inside.

nFeng Lin’s appearance transformed to his original look, and he generated a clone with the appearance of Dao Ancestor Hongjun as well.

nThis planet was a virtual world created by Feng Lin, and he naturally possessed boundless authority here. As the creator of this world, he seemed to be able to do anything.

nIt wasn’t anything difficult to generate a clone.

nAs the master of the Mythological Genes Association, Dao Ancestor Hongjun had to maintain his sense of mysteriousness and etherealism. Feng Lin himself transformed into a member of the Mythological Genes Association, and he would be able to communicate normally with the fatty and undergo all sorts of transactions. There was no need for any wariness, and he could even still maintain his clone’s appearance as Dao Ancestor Hongjun, a figure the fatty respected very much.

nThere were many benefits; hence, he decided to go with this plan for now.

n“Master Hongjun, please let me enter,” Fatty impatiently called from outside the planet.

nFeng Lin smiled. The cloudy atmosphere covering the planet opened up.

n“You are…?” Upon seeing Feng Lin’s true face, the fatty was shocked. He didn’t know who Feng Lin was at all.

n“I’m Wukong, a member of the Mythological Genes Association. Dao Ancestor Hongjun asked me to come here to welcome you.” Feng Lin smiled. He glanced at the fatty as his eyes gleamed with a bright light.

nThe entire body of this fatty was covered with sentient metal armor. He even had a three-meter-tall scepter in his hand. His entire person shone with the light from his treasures, gleamingly golden.

nBy looking at him, Feng Lin felt that he was the embodiment of a single word…

nWealth!

nSo wealthy that it felt extremely filthy.

nHe had the scepter of Rikudo Sennin from Naruto World, Ironman’s armor, the magic ring of Lord of the Ring. Every equipment of his was a peak-level one with extraordinary origins.

nIf these pieces of equipment were to be exchanged for star coins, it would be at the very least several tens of millions.

nAlthough the virtual universe was like a second life to humans, only a rare minority would truly spend so much money here to obtain these valuable virtual items.

nThis made one point very clear. This fatty was wealthy, he was immensely wealthy.

nHe was so wealthy that he didn’t even blink when spending huge amounts of star coins.

nAt this moment, everything the fatty was wearing was simply made from the shiny and golden star coins.

n“Wukong?” Fatty felt somewhat puzzled in his heart. He instinctively felt that these two simple words seemed to contain some deep profound meaning, yet it was extremely tough to state exactly what the profound meaning was.

nYou don’t know me but I know you!

nSeeing the look of bewilderment on fatty’s face, Feng Lin laughed silently in his heart.

nYou are walking on Pigsy’s path to godhood while I’m walking on Sun Wukong’s path to godhood.

nIn the future, after you joined the Mythological Genes Association, we would be a monkey and pig in a group. We really have to cooperate well!

nAll these thoughts were in his mind. Feng Lin didn’t reveal anything.

n“Come with me.” He calmly spoke. The cloud layers on Mythology Planet suddenly pulled open, revealing a flight of cloudy stairs that extended into the distance.

nFatty didn’t mind.

nAs a star magnate, he also had his own territory in the virtual universe. This was a common occurrence to him, nothing to be surprised about.

nWhat made him surprised was that this little virtual world was named as the ‘Mythology Planet’?

nThis point would truly cause people to ponder.

nFatty lowered his head and stared at the many buildings on this azure-blue planet. The styles of the buildings here were completely different from each other. There were the elegant and richly ornament-styled buildings of chinese mythology, gothic-styled constructions of the west, golden pyramids of Egypt… From this, fatty could see traces of all the mythologies from different civilizations.

nAs someone from an illustrious clan, the fatty naturally had very good judgment. He discovered that the style of the buildings completely matched with that mythological knowledge that was uncovered from the ancient ruins. The styles and designs were extremely accurate.

nCould this planet be showing the scene of the world back then in the Ancient Earth Era?

nHow was this achieved?

nThe gaps in mythological knowledge were too large, and many inheritances had long since severed.

nHow did this Mythological Genes Association obtain such valuable knowledge whereby they could replicate it so accurately?

nFatty started to pant with excitement. How deep was the foundations of this secret power, the Mythological Genes Association? Could it be that they had knowledge of the divine systems of various civilizations as well as the path to godhood for the various mystical and legendary figures?

nFatty felt like he stumbled upon a huge truth.

nIf he could join this Mythological Genes Association, he would truly have profited!

nFor such a secret and reclusive power, ordinary humans would never have the chance to learn about it. Yet, he actually managed to stumble upon this?

nHahaha!

nI, Zhu Tiangang has been unlucky for 25 years. My luck is about to finally change!

nBecoming an interstellar cultivator and even having an opportunity to join this mysterious power, obtaining a paragon’s mythological path…This damnable heavens finally showed its appreciation for ME, old Zhu!

nUpon seeing the look of wild joy on his face, Feng Lin silently laughed in his heart.

nOn Mythology Planet, the scenes here were filled with the secrets from the Ancient Earth Era. Those who knew their stuff would instantly be shocked by what they saw.

nThe more this was so, the more stringent the association would be when it came to accepting new members. If not, the information here might be probed and exposed.

nEver since he established the Mythological Genes Association, Feng Lin had already thought of everything. He would only accept absolute elites. He would rather ‘kill’ a thousand innocents, denying them entry, rather than to allow someone mediocre to enter.

nAs the clouds dispersed even more, Fatty’s eyes were wide opened.

nIn the space above the atmosphere, chaos erupted as an ancient purple-colored dao palace manifested into being. It was covered by auspicious clouds and radiated a feeling of majesticness and prosperity.

nAbove the dao palace, a huge board was suspended. Three words in ancient huaxia style could be seen written on it. “Purple Cloud Palace.”

nIt looked simple and unadorned, and there was an old man radiating an air of immortality seated on a praying mat on a platform in the palace. If this old man wasn’t Dao Ancestor Hongjun, who else could it be?

n“Sit.” Hongjun’s eyes were still closed as he calmly spoke.

nAfter fatty entered, he fell onto his knees on a praying mat and prostrated himself sincerely.

n“Dao Ancestor Hongjun, please impart me the knowledge of my paragon god and devil mythological path!”

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