174: Mr. Chen, do you actually think you're human?

Chen Heng didn't reply, but he tacitly agreed with Qian Fa's statement.

Firstly, Chen Heng was indeed very displeased with the actions of the Aristocratic Families.

Chen Heng pursued whatever he desired, and he wouldn't allow things that annoyed him to persist.

Secondly, the number of Optimizations that burst forth from eliminating the Aristocratic Families was simply too great; Chen Heng couldn't resist such a temptation.

For example, if a large pile of gold bars was laid out before you for the taking, who could resist?

Thirdly, for Qian Fa to command Chen Heng, he had to pay a price. Chen Heng wasn't a fool; he wouldn't work for anyone for free.

"Mr. Chen, what do you think of our cooperation?" Qian Fa asked tentatively, seeing that Chen Heng remained silent.

This man before him was the only Anomaly he had ever seen in his long life who could single-handedly challenge a god.

And there was even a possibility of communication; Qian Fa had to seize this opportunity.

Even if it meant paying a certain price, he wouldn't hesitate!

"Before we discuss cooperation, we have a few questions for you."

Chen Heng didn't immediately agree to Qian Fa's request for cooperation, but instead posed a few questions.

"Mr. Chen, please speak." Hearing this, Qian Fa's heart filled with joy.

As long as Chen Heng was willing to communicate, then he would have a chance to facilitate this unique cooperation.

"First, how many years have you actually lived?"

He had previously heard Bai Jun say that Qianfa Tower had existed for over a thousand years, and Qian Fa was the only Tower Master of Qianfa Tower.

This couldn't help but pique Chen Heng's curiosity and his desire to explore certain matters.

"From the moment I was born until now, it has been one thousand nine hundred and thirty-six years, eight months, and sixteen days."

Qian Fa answered surprisingly readily, even precise down to the day.

"Why do you say that the Human Race Bloodline must be kept pure? Has the Human Race outside already been corrupted?"

"Am I also among those being corrupted?"

Chen Heng asked another question.

"Mr. Chen, do you actually consider yourself Human Race?" Qian Fa's voice sounded somewhat surprised.

"Leaving aside your race for now, the Human Race outside has indeed been corrupted."

"They are chaotic and disorderly, with filthy Bloodlines. Although they are still considered Human Race, one day they will all become one with Anomalies."

"And the Human Race here possesses the last pure Bloodline. As long as they remain, the Human Race will not perish."

Chen Heng frowned, listening to Qian Fa's nonsensical ramblings.

Indeed, the outside world was quite chaotic.

He didn't feel it in Qiyang City, but countless people were dying every moment due to war.

This included the suppression of the cult in Jade Fan Kingdom, resistance against the invasion of the Chengtian Empire, and the endless massacres by the Eastern Demon Alliance.

All of this indicated that the current world was indeed not peaceful.

But no matter what, people wouldn't turn into Anomalies; that was too far-fetched.

"As for you, Mr. Chen, I don't know why you believe yourself to be Human Race."

"I see at least three Bloodlines within you."

"They are Drought Demon, Yao Race, and Human Race."

"The Human Race Bloodline accounts for a large portion..."

"No, what Bloodline is this?"

Qian Fa narrowed his eyes, trying to discern the Asura Bloodline within Chen Heng.

But the next moment, the head Qian Fa extended instantly exploded, and his entire brain trembled uncontrollably from the pain.

"Such a powerful Bloodline, I have never even heard of it."

Qian Fa's voice sounded again, seemingly unharmed.

"No offense intended, please forgive me, Mr. Chen."

Although Qian Fa appeared unharmed on the surface, a storm had already brewed in his heart.

What had he just seen?

A boundless, blood-red ocean, with a man and a woman struggling in it, both looking agonizingly painful.

"Let's skip this topic."

Chen Heng directly skipped the topic. Qian Fa spoke like a riddle-solver, which was utterly uninteresting.

Chen Heng, accustomed to straightforwardness, couldn't stand this vague feeling, so he simply stopped pursuing it.

As for humans turning into Anomalies?

Chen Heng naturally didn't take it too seriously.

"This is my last question, what is this thing?"

A shriveled monkey lay quietly in Chen Heng's palm, seemingly still alive.

"A divine corpse!?"

This time, Qian Fa's voice was no longer calm; his azure brain even arched forward twice.

"Oh, so this is a divine corpse?" Chen Heng playfully examined the shriveled monkey in his hand.

"That's right, this is a divine corpse." Qian Fa's voice sounded somewhat excited, even trembling slightly.

"When a god loses his Soul and power, he will turn into this appearance."

"Although he has lost his Soul and power, this is still the body of a god."

"As long as one masters the sacrificial rituals of this god, then this divine corpse has a chance to restore its original appearance."

"Moreover, the sacrificer can completely control this divine corpse, and its power is incredibly terrifying."

Chen Heng could hear a deep sense of apprehension in Qian Fa's tone; he seemed to feel both fear and excitement towards this thing.

"Oh..." Chen Heng nodded. It seemed that the so-called Great Protector of the Wutong Sect had utilized the power of this thing.

No wonder he suddenly burst forth with power and became so strong.

"By the way, how does the power brought by this divine corpse compare to a Celestial?"

Chen Heng was suddenly very interested in his current strength.

He wondered if he was stronger now, or if the Celestial, the pinnacle of the martial Dao, was stronger.