351: I can't believe a word of it.

Countless admirers, the vast majority of whom clearly knew they had no chance.

However, they could accept their own failure, but they absolutely did not want to see others succeed!

If someone were to gain the Goddess's favor first, they would likely immediately be met with hostility from everyone else.

Without powerful strength or an identity that made everyone wary, they would absolutely be killed.

It should be known that among these countless admirers, most were God Race Prodigies, and some of the more talented Prodigies not only possessed great strength themselves but also had increasingly terrifying backgrounds.

Killing someone would be incredibly simple.

Especially when being targeted by so many people at once.

However, Wu Ning, who was at the center of this storm, had no intention of paying attention to any of this; they were merely a group of ants, not worthy of his attention as a Heavenly Monarch.

For him, the most important thing now was to sign in.

He had long decided to use his first ten-thousand-year sign-in within the Congenital Divine Clan.

What made him hesitate, though, was whether he needed to find a more specific location within the vast territory of the God Race.

At the very least, it should be a place like the Divine Court, right?

Or a library, perhaps…

After all, it concerned his first ten-thousand-year sign-in, and he absolutely could not be careless.

According to his past sign-in experience, the effect of the first sign-in at each level was the best, and subsequent sign-ins would only yield progressively worse results.

Unless he could find a sign-in location even better than the God Race.

But that was almost impossible; the Congenital Divine Clan was already one of the oldest and most powerful races in the Myriad Realms.

Its profound heritage was only comparable to that of the Original Demon Clan.

Even the Dragon Clan fell short.

As for the Human Race, although their current strength was not weaker than the God Race's, and their overall strength was even considerably stronger, they could only be considered a rising power.

In some aspects, they were still weaker compared to the God Race.

The only place in the Myriad Realms that might potentially have a better sign-in location than the God Race, Wu Ning estimated, was probably deep within the core of the Chaos Abyss.

However, such a place definitely contained Dominator-level Chaotic Giant Beasts, possibly in large numbers, and if he were to enter with his current strength, even with all his trump cards, it would undoubtedly be a near-death experience; there was no need to take such a great risk just for a sign-in.

Therefore, the God Race became the most suitable place.

After much thought, Wu Ning felt that the Origin Secret Realm might be the most suitable sign-in location.

A Secret Realm where the Origin of the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth manifested was definitely a vital area for the God Race.

Of course, if he could go, the God Race's treasury would undoubtedly be the most suitable location, but unfortunately, as an outsider, he couldn't even dream of such a place.

Shaking his head slightly, Wu Ning cast aside his various troubled thoughts and quietly waited for the opportune moment; since he had already arrived at the God Race, there was no need to rush at this moment.

…

The God Race's various information channels were still very powerful, and before long, various pieces of information about Wu Ning appeared in the hands of many people.

In a magnificent palace.

The golden-haired man looked at the intelligence report handed to him by his servant, a sneer appearing on his face.

“Heh, Wu Clan Dao Child…”

His eyes held a hint of disdain; merely an Immortal Ancient Clan of the Human Race, although not necessarily weaker than his Heavenly Mirror God Clan, this was the God Race.

A small Human Race Immortal power could not stir up much trouble here.

“However, this fellow is only a few tens of thousands of years old, and he’s already a Dao Lord?”

After reading the rest of the intelligence, his brows furrowed again; he seemed to have heard someone mention before that the Human Race had produced a peerless Prodigy who had advanced to the Dao Lord Realm at a young age.

However, the content of the message was so exaggerated that he didn't believe it at all and didn't pay much attention to it.

There were too many false messages these days, especially from the Human Race; he dared not believe a single word.

“Could it be that this is the fellow they were talking about?”

The golden-haired man frowned and asked the servant beside him, “Has the authenticity of this information been confirmed?”

The servant quickly nodded and said, “Young Lord, the information has been confirmed.”

“According to the rules, it was cross-referenced through three different channels and only sent to you after being confirmed as accurate.”

The golden-haired man’s frown deepened, “Could there truly be such a Prodigy in this world?”

He immediately shook his head, “Impossible!”

“Even our God Race, favored by heaven and earth, has never produced such an existence; how could the Human Race be so capable?”

A trace of magical power surged within him, and the intelligence report in his hand instantly turned to ashes.

“Go and investigate again!”

The golden-haired man commanded in a deep voice; he still couldn't believe that the Human Race would have such a young Dao Lord expert.

After all, people often find it difficult to believe things that exceed their understanding.

The people of the God Race were no exception.

Moreover, in his eyes, the Human Race was an Innate weak, inferior race; even if their power was strong now, it was only by relying on an unparalleled numerical base, barely accumulating some strong individuals, that they had achieved their current status.

But this still didn't change the fact that the Human Race was a weak, inferior race.

If their God Race had such numbers, they would have long since ruled the entire Myriad Realms.

…

In the lakeside pavilion at the mountainside of God Mountain.

A group of young men and women were still drinking and having fun here.

Soon, various pieces of information appeared in their hands through different means.

An Arid God Race man, after reading it, said expressionlessly, “What do you all think?”

“Are you kidding me? That Human Race pretty boy is actually a Dao Lord?”

The burly Barbarian God Race man immediately grumbled, his face full of disbelief.

The others exchanged glances, seemingly confirming each other's intelligence.

The gray-eyed woman mused, “It seems the information we received is completely consistent, so this matter is most likely true.”

After speaking, a hint of shock couldn't help but appear on her face.

“A Dao Lord at a few tens of thousands of years old, this Human Race kid is Heaven-Defying!”

“So he’s the Wu Clan Dao Child who was so famous a while ago; terrifying, indeed worthy of being favored by Your Highness the Goddess!”

“What a freak…”

A Thunder God Clan man, however, curled his lips and sneered, “Heh, what if he’s a Dao Lord? He’s just a mere Human Race; even if he gets closer to the Goddess, there will be no outcome.”

The person opposite him brightened, “Exactly! There has never been a precedent of a Goddess marrying outside in the history of the Divine Kingdom, and even marrying into various branches is extremely rare; what can he, a Human Race, do, no matter how much of a Prodigy he is?”

“Furthermore, our God Race is uniquely blessed; while we may not have Dao Lords in their tens of thousands of years, we have never lacked Dao Lords in their tens of millions of years!”

Beside them, the Arid God Race man remained silent, but a hint of something sinister flashed in his eyes.

After all, he was a Dao Lord expert; unless absolutely necessary, it was almost impossible to fight to the death, and moreover, such a Prodigy would undoubtedly have various powerful trump cards.

But so what? Such a young Dao Lord Prodigy, he believed that other races might not necessarily be willing to watch him grow.

Especially the Original Demon Clan, who had a deep-seated hatred for the Human Race, would likely not miss this opportunity.

After all, if they waited until he returned to Human Race territory, it would be much more difficult to act.