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"Eight tests... the qualifications to become a god?!"

Bo Saixi's starry eyes widened and her pink lips parted, much like the way Purple Pearl looked at a certain moment before.

Having reached the pinnacle of cultivation in the world, has she ever thought about breaking the confinement above her head and taking a look at the scenery on a higher level?

Definitely!

Is she, Bo Saixi, a devout believer in Poseidon?

Undoubtedly yes.

But if she wants to use her life as a sacrifice to fulfill a true successor of Poseidon one day in the future, then she may need some time to accept it.

Fanatic believers are not afraid of life and death, but Bo Saixi, who can cultivate to level ninety-nine, is only one step away from becoming a god at level 100. She has faith, reverence, fear, and piety for the sea god, but she does not have any

fanaticism.

In the future of the original timeline, both Qian Daoliu and Bo Saixi volunteered to be sacrifices for Qian Renxue and Tang San on their way to becoming gods, not all because of their belief in the gods they enshrined.

Perhaps the only thing they have in common is that they are at the top of the world, but are trapped in their current state, yearning for and unwilling to view the scenery higher.

And Qian Renxue and Tang San, in a sense, can be regarded as their sustenance and hope.

Of course, part of the reason for this is the oracle that my family has enshrined in the gods and passed down for countless years.

Anyone who has received great offerings since birth, and has been instilled with the knowledge that the high priest has the responsibility of dedicating himself to the descendants of the gods, and throughout his life of more than a hundred years, will have some expectations of his own ending.

It is not difficult to understand if you obey your fate.

Bo Saixi, who had murderous intentions towards Tang San in the original work, undoubtedly did not accept his own death as calmly as Qian Daoliu.

Of course, this is also because the two situations are different.

One is that the inheritor is his own granddaughter, and he has no worries; the other is that he is concerned, and the inheritor is only the great-grandson of the one who cares about him, so the relationship is not that different...

"Has the High Priest ever thought about what was missing from the eight top exams he accepted compared to the final nine exams?" Lin Yi asked Bo Saixi without giving him too much time to think.

"What?" Bo Saixi didn't care that Lin Yi changed his name from "Grand Priest" to "Grand Priest", but asked subconsciously.

"First of all, is there a martial spirit in this world that far exceeds the qualifications of the high priest and [Martial Spirit Hall]?" Lin Yi did not answer directly, but asked again.

"Impossible!" Bo Saixi said resolutely: "The martial spirits of Qiandaoliu and I are manifestations of the power of the God's residence. It can be said to have broken the boundaries of the mundane, and we have such qualifications!"

"Only God can break the iron laws of this world!"

"In this case, excluding those who are also descendants of the God's Palace, there may be existences in the world that are similar to the two of you, but there will not be those who are far superior to you?" Lin Yi said thoughtfully.

Hearing this, Bo Saixi's eyes flashed, and she thought for a while and said, "If there is no intervention of power above the god level, then that's right~"

"It seems that the biggest choice for the inheritance of the divine throne of gods has always been the wishes of the gods themselves." Lin Yi concluded: "It is also consistent with common sense, such as the inheritance of the emperor of a country, in addition to the need for the heir to have enough

In addition to your ability, the favor of the previous emperor is the most important!"

"Is it... like this...?" Bo Saixi lowered his eyes and looked at the triangle emitting blue light in his hand. The blue light came into view, and a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes.

"Who knows?" To Bo Saixi's expectation, Lin Yi changed the subject, shrugged, and said in a nonchalant tone.

"Huh?!" Bo Saixi was caught off guard by Lin Yi's change.

In response, Lin Yi tilted his head, blinked, looked at Bo Saixi, and said, "The high priest doesn't think that Lin Yi, a little soul emperor, can guess the mind of the god, right?"

Bo Saixi (*￣︿￣): "..."

"Haha——" Bo Saixi laughed angrily, and followed your previous tirade to amuse me, right?

"What is the high priest's rank this year?" Lin Yi asked again as if adding fuel to the fire.

Hearing this, the smile on Bo Saixi's face stopped, and a chill emerged.

On the other side, Lin Yi continued to talk to himself: "According to the legend of the Qiandaoliu Great Enshrinement in [Martial Soul Hall], it should be about a hundred years ago..."

"laugh!"

A crack like a knife appeared on the wall behind Lin Yi.

Lin Yi, who seemed unaware, continued: "According to the records of the [Martial Soul Palace], when a soul master's strength breaks through to the Titled Douluo level, he can have a lifespan of about three hundred years. After that, every time he increases by one level,

You can live an extra hundred years."

"Based on the strength of the high priest, he should have a lifespan of more than a thousand years!"

"If we calculate it based on the average person's age of 100, the high priest is now about the same as an ordinary teenage girl..."

"Crack!"

This time, the armrest of the big chair where Bo Saixi was sitting had cracks.

"You brat!" Bo Saixi finally couldn't hold it back and scolded: "Do you really think that relying on the power of the [Business Alliance], I [Poseidon Island] can't keep you here?!"

Well, if you ignore Bo Saixi's unconsciously narrowed eyes and the corners of her mouth that quietly raised, maybe Lin Yi, as the 'Soul Emperor', will be nervous?

Of course, if anyone thinks that just anyone who comes to Bo Saixi can get such a 'scolding', then all they can say is, wish him good luck...

The same words spoken by a handsome and talented person may have completely different results when the first sentence is spoken by an ugly person.

This damn face-seeking world!

Fortunately, Lin Yi is very handsome, as handsome as the author and many readers~

Lin Yi didn't care about the insincerity of Bo Saixi's words, and then said seriously:

"After reading a lot of classics, I found that in terms of pure soul power accumulation, after reaching level ninety-five, unless there is a breakthrough in the spiritual realm, it will take at least a hundred years of accumulation in pure cultivation to be able to attack with huge soul power.

The army will break through..."

"Spiritual realm??!!" Bo Saixi shouted, interrupting Lin Yi's words.

"What?" Lin Yi looked puzzled.

"You mean..." Bo Saixi looked anxious and uneasy as she stared into Lin Yi's eyes and asked, "By passing that spiritual realm you mentioned, you can ignore the gap in soul power.

Directly break through to the next level?"

You must know that in Bo Saixi's understanding, the time required for each level of cultivation after level ninety-five is based on one hundred years. From level ninety-five to level ninety-six, it takes one hundred years.

It will take another hundred years to reach level ninety-seven. Unless there is a special opportunity, it will take at least more than two hundred years to advance to level ninety-seven.

Moreover, this is not the most difficult thing. According to Bo Saixi's understanding of Douluo Continent, except for Qian Daoliu and Tang Chen, no one can break through the absolute bottleneck of level ninety-seven.

According to normal calculations, it is impossible for humans to cultivate to level ninety-nine. This is because it takes a full three hundred years to reach level ninety-seven to ninety-eight, and it takes even more time to reach level ninety-eight to ninety-nine.

It requires six hundred years of non-stop hard work.

In response, Golden Crocodile Douluo, Broken Arm Sword Douluo, and Sword Douluo's late father all quietly quit the chat group...

When Lin Yi listened to Bo Saixi's "popular science", although he had read this paragraph in the original work many times in his mind, he was still a little speechless.