784: Note of Destiny 2.0

Still Six An Seventh High School, Grade 12 Class 9, the God Seat in the back row.

Qian Song was very sad.

Ever since Earth made contact with the Destiny Realm and soul-projection into the Destiny Realm became possible, he realized the gap between people was widening.

Lucky as his desk mate, the Heavenly Emperor Shi Hao.

No one knew what Opportunity Shi Hao had obtained in the Destiny Realm. In just over three months, Shi Hao had actually crossed the barrier between the Mortal Body Realm and the Transcendent Realm.

Not only did he become a Transcendent Realm Martial Artist on the second day of entering the Destiny Realm, but he also made great strides in the Transcendent Realm over the last three months.

Qi Blood Dragon Transformation! That's the Qi Blood Dragon Transformation!

Qian Song was green with envy, and he casually shouted Shi Hao's other nickname: Rat, tell me, did you draw the Protagonist card?!

Three months for the Qi Blood Dragon Transformation, your speed could even catch up to...

No!

Your Cultivation speed has already surpassed the Army Commander's!

You brat, you're really taking off and leaving me behind?

Shi Hao, who was still pondering the situation at Wuliang Mountain, shook his head slightly: I still can't compare to the Army Commander.

What were the conditions when the Army Commander was Cultivating, and what are the conditions now that I am Cultivating?

Not only have the resources, Cultivation Techniques, and Cultivation environment all been arranged for us by the organization.

The Army Commander even secured spots for us to enter the Destiny Realm, allowing us to defy our fate.

If it weren't for the organization and the Army Commander, I would still be that little nobody struggling to break through the Mortal Body Realm Bottleneck and enter the Transcendent Realm.

I'm not arrogant enough to compare myself to the Army Commander.

As he spoke, he straightened his back, turning into a Steel-Backed Beast: However... Call me Heavenly Emperor!

Strength is a person's best confidence.

After gaining strength, Shi Hao began to hold the title of Heavenly Emperor, which used to make him feel ashamed, in high regard.

Although I dare not compare myself to the Army Commander, your father here still has the potential of a Heavenly Emperor.

Call me Rat again, and be careful, or you'll taste my Great Wilderness Prison-Heaven Finger.

Qian Song habitually poked Shi Hao with his elbow.

Feeling the hardness coming from his elbow, he slumped his shoulders again: Sigh. I fear my brother living a hard life, yet I also fear my brother becoming successful.

Rat, how did you really take off?

My cheat, when will you...

Before the muttering finished, Qian Song's eyes suddenly widened, a look of confusion covering his pupils.

Ding~

A crisp chime, imagined countless times, rang in his mind.

Qian Song felt like he was going to faint. Faint from excitement.

Host detected, scanning Bloodline...

Human Race, meets binding conditions.

Binding Destiny Note 2.0 version...

Please choose your Destiny Note.

Qian Song blinked, then shook his body under Shi Hao's curious gaze.

What are you shaking for? Do you know your father is about to become a Heavenly Emperor, and you're having a climax?

Confirming that Shi Hao couldn't see the panel in front of him, Qian Song's excitement was overflowing: Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river; do not bully the young into poverty.

Rat, on the path of Martial Arts, you're just a step ahead of your father.

Just wait.

Watch how your father catches up, suppressing the world with one hand, invincible in the human realm.

Wang Fei, the student in front, turned around, blinked, and looked at Qian Song with amusement: Little Song, you'd better first...

After thirty years, will it become 'do not bully the middle-aged into poverty'?

And after another thirty years, will you shout the slogan 'old but strong, do not bully the elderly into poverty'?

And then another thirty years later, we go to your grave to scan the QR code, and it pops up: [Qi Revival Martial Arts prisoner, Cultivated for a hundred years but didn't achieve immortality, don't dig up my grave?]

Qian Song, who had just obtained the System and was acting haughty, straightened his back, not only imitating Shi Hao's Steel-Backed Beast transformation but also raising his neck to cosplay as a swan.

Wang Fei, right? Broke through to the Transcendent Realm in two months, right?

Just wait for your Grandpa Song to counterattack you. In the Martial Arts practical class, I'm going to beat you until you wail!

Wang Fei glared at Qian Song: Beat me until I wail?

You'll be my opponent in the Martial Arts practical class this afternoon. Let's see who beats whom until they wail.

Qian Song, who had just evolved into a Steel-Backed Beast, instantly withered.

He had just obtained the System and hadn't finished binding it yet; he needed some time to develop.

A good man doesn't fight with women. I have diarrhea during the practical class, so I'm asking for leave!

After saying this, he didn't care about Wang Fei, who was smiling wryly. He closed his eyes, buried his head on the desk, and acted like a quail.

Wang Fei stopped laughing, ignored Qian Song, and turned to look at Shi Hao beside him: Rat, you're already at the Late Stage of the Transcendent Realm, so what about this year's Martial Arts Competition?

A look of determination appeared in Shi Hao's eyes: I didn't have a chance before, but now it's different.

I will participate in the Martial Arts Competition.

Thinking about what was happening in Wuliang Mountain, he revealed a faint smile: Of course, I might also withdraw halfway.

Wang Fei was a bit confused at first—why would you withdraw for no reason?

But thinking of Shi Hao's absurdly fast growth recently, she raised a possibility that made her doubt life: Are you going to Breakthrough to the Star-Patrolling Realm?

Shi Hao curled his lips: That will have to wait for a while.

Also, I haven't decided whether to take the path of Will or the path of Law...

Shi Hao engaged in a bit of low-key showing off, while Qian Song, who had his head buried in his elbows, began to doubt life.

What the hell are these weird Legacies?

It was no wonder Qian Song doubted life; the Destiny Note provided by the System was too strange.

[Planter Legacy: Plant a grain of millet in spring, harvest ten thousand seeds in autumn. (Compatibility: 99%)]

[Arsonist Legacy: Wildfire cannot burn it out, spring wind blows it to life again. Note: After choosing this Legacy, you need to commit large-scale arson. (Compatibility: 96%)]

[Artifact Refining Legacy: Furnace fire illuminates the world, red stars mix with purple smoke. (Compatibility: 91%)...]

Why are there hundreds of Legacies, either farming, setting fires, blacksmithing, or going to the deep sea to fish...

Is there no Martial Arts Legacy? Immortal Dao Legacy? Divine Dao Legacy?

As if sensing Qian Song's unwillingness, the text on the panel changed.

[The Legacy is the Cultivation path most suitable for the host, selected by the System based on the host's current situation.]

[Based on the host's strong will intervention, re-selecting targets for the host...]

[Martial Arts Legacy: Martial arts move the wind and clouds, techniques make the world wide. (Compatibility: 23%)]

[Immortal Dao Legacy: Hand grasps the sun and moon to pluck stars, there is no one in the world like me. (Compatibility: 7%)]

Qian Song's eyes flickered under his eyelids.

Why is the compatibility so low?

Am I really not suitable for practicing martial arts? Can't even the System save me?

As soon as the thought arose, he saw the compatibility after the Martial Arts Legacy drop by another two points, down to 21%.

Then he realized.

Martial arts is about killing, it requires spirit.

Without enough spirit, the compatibility with the Martial Arts path is naturally low.

Thinking about it, he thought of the organization with shared resources, the Expeditionary Force exploring the Alien Planet, and those Hua Xia powerhouses who were always at the most dangerous areas, and a look of determination appeared on his face.

Damn it, if I can't, I can't. I accept it.

But although I can't, our great Hua Xia has plenty of talent.

Flip the table!

Thinking of this, he directly clicked on his bracelet and dialed a number under Shi Hao's curious gaze.

Hello? Is this the Special Administration Bureau? I have an abnormal event to report...