I Pick up a Lost Godhood

Chapter 314 - 301: Confidence

"The Holy Hall is a peculiar place. Even I find it strange how they’ve managed to survive. But looking at the big picture, the Holy Hall has raised the overall standard of the Four Directions Small Thousand World."

"And such a peculiar place gave birth to a peculiar person: Wang Meng."

Yan Yuyue seemed lost in her own thoughts. "Wang Meng... He’s the most peculiar of all..."

"Sister Yuyue, does he have some kind of special background?"

"You want to know?"

"Yes, very much!" Jiang Qingqing nodded eagerly.

"Hehe, he came from the mortal realm. He was selected for the Holy Hall at the Natural Life Mark Second Layer."

Yan Yuyue said. At that, Jiang Qingqing’s jaw dropped. "That’s even possible?"

Many Small Thousand Realms were connected to mortal realms, but the difficulty for someone from a mortal realm to enter a Small Thousand Realm was comparable to that of entering the Great Yuan Realm. Someone at the Natural Life Mark Second Layer should have just been muddling along in the mortal world.

"He’s naturally confident, even arrogant. It’s just that, so far, there’s nothing he’s set his mind to that he hasn’t been able to do."

Even Yan Yuyue couldn’t figure out how Wang Meng had taken the dying Thunderlight Hall and led it, step by step, to the pinnacle. It wasn’t a one-man battle; it required a team. But he had just gone and done it anyway.

The event had shaken the Four Directions Small Thousand World, and its influence was only now starting to spread. But by then, Wang Meng had already reached the Great Yuan Realm. If he were still in the Holy Hall, he would have undoubtedly become a core figure. He had essentially missed out on a great opportunity to gain power and influence.

But thinking of Wang Meng’s blazing eyes, perhaps that was never something he cared about in the first place.

Jiang Qingqing listened, utterly captivated, as Yan Yuyue recounted Wang Meng’s story. It was like something out of a novel. Even though the events took place at a lower level, they were no less stunning.

One had to admit, looking into Wang Meng’s passionate eyes, it felt as though differences in status or gaps in strength wouldn’t affect him at all.

He was a fire in the darkness, possessed of a lonely passion, unafraid of anything around him.

And girls were always drawn to such a flame.

"So, Wang Meng is sharp despite his rough appearance. He’s trying to force Qi Feiyu to fight at ten layers lower than his full power. But even a Qi Feiyu at that level is far stronger than Qian Fei. They’re on completely different levels. I wonder if Wang Meng realizes that," Jiang Qingqing said.

"That’s basic knowledge; Wang Meng certainly understands that. I’m more afraid he’s overconfident. But that’s a secondary concern. The biggest worry is that the resources Qi Feiyu has at his disposal are on a completely different level from Qian Fei’s. Now it all depends on whether Qi Feiyu gets careless. That’s Wang Meng’s only chance!"

Yan Yuyue said.

There was an absolute gap in strength, but if Qi Feiyu underestimated his opponent, Wang Meng would have an opportunity.

With a power difference of Twenty Layers, and a chasm-like gap in experience and Magic, it would probably be difficult for Qi Feiyu to even take the fight seriously.

A dangerous and thrilling battle always filled Wang Meng with great anticipation. He wasn’t overwhelmingly confident, but as long as his opponent didn’t exceed forty layers, he had a fifty percent chance of winning.

Wang Meng had always had a powerful adventurous streak, which only grew stronger after inheriting the Godhood. Besides, the path of cultivation was all about seeking progress through peril. Playing it safe would lead to nothing.

The next day, at the regular Holy Hall assembly, Wang Meng sensed that the atmosphere was a little different.

The moment He Zui saw Wang Meng, he grew anxious. "Wang Meng, you should back out of this fight! I’ll challenge Qi Feiyu instead!"

Wang Meng shot a look at Fan Hong, who immediately dodged to the side. "I’m innocent!"

Seeing the fierce look in Wang Meng’s eyes, Fan Hong coughed innocently a few times. "You only said not to tell our senior and junior brothers yesterday. So I just discussed it a bit with Junior Sister Ma. I didn’t expect everyone else to find out."

"Senior Brother, don’t blame him. This is a really serious matter. Qi Feiyu has been famous for a long time. Even if you want to challenge him, you should wait a few years. It’s too dangerous right now. I won’t let you go!"

Ma Tian’Er said.

"I know you’re worried about me, but it’ll be fine. If Qi Feiyu wants to challenge me to a duel, he’ll have to pay a hefty price. No matter what, I have at least a fifty percent chance. I’m not an idiot; I’m not going to get myself killed."

Wang Meng said.

"Wang Meng, with your talent, you’ll definitely be able to defeat Qi Feiyu if you just give it time. Why rush it? A little impatience can spoil a great plan."

He Zui urged. He saw Wang Meng as the hope for the Holy Hall’s revival.

"That’s right, Wang Meng. I’ve already got a lead on how to establish a faction. As long as we create our own faction and build up our prestige, the Holy Hall can stabilize its ranking. Then the Ten Thousand Demons Sect won’t be able to do anything to you. Wouldn’t that achieve our goal? Why take this risk?"

Fan Hong said.

"Wang Meng, I thought I was reckless enough, but you’re even crazier than me. This whole thing seems a bit ill-considered."

Li Tianyi also spoke up. When he first heard the news, his initial reaction was that it was exciting and thrilling. His second reaction was that it was suicide.

"Wang Meng, listen to everyone’s advice. This really can’t be rushed. Discretion is the better part of valor. We’ve already stabilized the situation, so why not wait for a better opportunity!"

Ning Zhiyuan also tried to persuade him. The Ten Thousand Demons Sect’s power had already been weakened, and they hadn’t made any moves recently, which was a rare blessing. They had finally gotten a period of peace to cultivate properly, and here Wang Meng was, stirring up trouble as if he feared the world was too quiet.

Only Mingren remained silent. When everyone had finished speaking and the atmosphere grew tense, Mingren finally stood up. "Everyone, take a breath. Junior Sister Ma, you and I should understand Wang Meng’s personality best. Can you think of a single time he’s fought a battle he wasn’t confident in winning? Why don’t we hear what Wang Meng has to say."

Mingren’s words reminded everyone that Wang Meng had never played by the rules on his journey here.

Seeing the tension ease, Wang Meng gave Mingren a grateful look. "I know everyone’s concerned about me. Why would I be willing to throw my life away? This is a genuine opportunity. The Ten Thousand Demons Sect has its arrow nocked and must release it. The calmer things seem on the surface, the bigger the conspiracy brewing underneath. It’s better to strike first. As long as Qi Feiyu dares to lower his Elemental Power by ten layers, I’m confident I can take him down!"

Everyone knew that Wang Meng had taken down Qian Fei, so his words carried some weight. "What if he goes back on his word at the critical moment?"

Ma Tian’Er said.

"You don’t have to worry about that. There are special dueling spaces for these kinds of restricted fights. The real question is, Wang Meng, are you truly confident?"

He Zui asked.

"Brother He, fortune is sought in danger. Nothing is ever certain, least of all life and death. I have a really good feeling right now. I’m looking forward to a fight like this."

Gazing at Wang Meng’s confident expression, everyone felt infected by his spirit. He had that kind of bewitching personality; he could talk about something with a massive disparity and make it sound completely plausible.

"Alright. Since you’ve made up your mind, we won’t stop you. Fan Hong, if you can, find out what the Celestial Demon Sect is up to. We need to prevent them from pulling any tricks."

He Zui said.

"Hehe, leave that to me."

"Wang Meng, we’re a team. From now on, discuss your plans with everyone. We won’t hold you back. But you’re not the only one who isn’t afraid to die. We are all Holy Hall Disciples!"

He Zui said.

"Brother He is absolutely right! Wang Meng, next time something this good comes up, remember to count me in!"

Li Tianyi looked eager to jump in. He Zui gave a wry smile. ’I have no idea how these kids got so fearless,’ he thought.

Worry still lingered in Ma Tian’Er’s eyes, but seeing that everyone else had agreed, she couldn’t say any more.

"Senior Brother Wang, you have to succeed. I’ve already withdrawn from the Empress Faction," Ma Tian’Er said. (To be continued. If you’re enjoying this work, please consider supporting it with recommendation and monthly votes on Qidian.com. Your support is my greatest motivation.)