The Old Sacrifice definitely consumed terrifying amounts, but despite complaining, Yang Qizhou was still pretty satisfied with the effects of the "God of Victory."
He felt a bit restless, itching to test out the power of the "God of Victory" on someone.
Who should he choose?
"’Fox’ seems like a good fit. That bastard is despicable, insidious, filthy, shameless, and lives off deception—serves him right to have some bad luck."
Unfortunately, the chubby little guy wasn’t here, and as for going to find him—nah, not worth it. It’s past midnight, pitch black outside, and honestly, too lazy to bother.
Better to continue focusing on the game.
Yang Qizhou picked up his phone again, "I’ve successfully transferred to ’Wizard,’ so it should be possible to start grinding the ’Polluted Mountain Edge’ map. Once I finish the current storyline, I’ll give it a shot."
"You’ve come to understand the related position, authority, and symbolism of the ’God of Victory.’
"When you open your eyes, you find yourself back in the ’Truth Hall,’ having left the Star Realm."
"Maintaining the God of Victory’s current position costs 2,000 Old Sacrifices daily. To digest 3% of the Desecration Potion’s progress amounts to a staggering 30,000 Old Sacrifices. And this is just the start—no telling if further stacking will be required. No wonder ’Little Seventeen’ once said that becoming a true Wizard necessitates vast numbers of believers. Turns out, it’s to sustain the significant need for Old Sacrifices."
"At that moment, ’Little Seventeen’ ran over, her face full of excitement and delight... ’Wizard resonance, Wizard resonance... The future—oh no, scratch that—the present, you’ve already become a Wizard! Great Wizard, you’ve successfully started shepherding the divine; this is wonderful! Little Seventeen has cultivated a Wizard!’"
"You ponder for a moment and decide to use the authority of ’Gathering Fortune’—targeting ’Little Seventeen.’"
"You watch as Little Seventeen falls face-first like a clumsy dog."
"Soon, Little Seventeen is back on her feet, her face full of grievance and resentment... ’Wizard sir, I’m just a mere doll, could you please spare me your malicious humor?’"
"She figured it out?"
"You don’t want to admit it and defend yourself... ’I didn’t do anything, alright?’"
"Little Seventeen speaks mournfully... ’A doll suddenly trips. Wizard sir, do you think that’s normal?’"
"Um, kinda seems like that’s true."
"You scratch your head awkwardly, wisely choosing to shift the topic... ’Little Seventeen, if ’God of Victory’s position requires Old Sacrifices to maintain, what happens if I don’t have enough Old Sacrifices? As the shepherd of the ’God of Victory,’ will there be consequences for me?’"
"Little Seventeen is annoyed by your prank but is never sloppy when it comes to nurturing Wizards... ’No danger to you, just without the support of Old Sacrifices, the divine being shepherded by a Wizard won’t be able to maintain their current symbolism. The position will drop, and if at the lowest level, the ’God of Victory’ would break down back into a mere ’Lucky Coin.’"
"Ah, so that’s how it works. There’s still some difference—unlike divine beings, who, without Old Sacrifices to sustain themselves, would only have two paths."
"One path is to retain their divinity and go insane."
"The other is to abandon their divinity and also go insane."
"Thinking about it, you suddenly feel like becoming a Wizard isn’t too bad."
"At that moment, Little Seventeen’s encouraged tone resonates again... ’Wizard sir, Wizard sir, the ’God of Victory’ you’ve shepherded currently only holds Star Spirit position—and it’s the lowest rank within Star Spirits. The Wizard’s path has just begun; please continue this journey.’"
"You find Little Seventeen’s words reasonable and nod in agreement."
"You seriously begin to think."
"Shepherding the ’God of Victory’ and becoming a true Wizard opens up many options for what you can do next."
"First, there’s ’Polluted Mountain Edge.’ Before becoming a Wizard, when you went there, you didn’t even glimpse a single ghost before being consumed by some unseen terrifying entity. Now, as a Wizard, you might have a better chance."
"Second, there’s the bottom of the ’North Realm Abyss.’ Midnight has passed, and both ’Holy Redemption’ and ’Circle of Friendliness’ effects are usable now. Perhaps trying to neutralize the hostility of the ’Sky Blue Spear’ would be worthwhile."
"Third, there’s somewhere in the wilderness outside ’Asgard,’ where the last High Priest of the ’Heroic Spirit Hall’ left behind clues about the truth regarding the ’Ancient God Origin.’ Definitely worth investigating."
"Lastly, there’s ’Fire Stealing Village.’ There’s a strange shadow prowling outside, coveting everything in the village. Lena has been contaminated by an Unknown Evil God. Only intervention by true divine beings can save her."
"Thinking about it this way, there are indeed plenty of tasks you could do."
"This thought crosses your mind."
"Relying on cheats, items, despicable tactics, scams, and tricks, you’ve finally become a Wizard and explorer. Now, at yet another crossroads of fate."
"Which path will you take? Will you go to ’Polluted Mountain Edge’?"
"To the bottom of the North Realm Abyss?"
"Or back to ’Fire Stealing Village’ to resolve the strange shadow and save Lena?"
"Please make your choice."
Finally, it’s the beloved choice-making segment again—but this time, the options are overwhelming.
Yang Qizhou jutted his lip.
"What the hell should I pick?"
Polluted Mountain Edge is a new map, with extreme dangers. Though his game character is now a Wizard, it only grants exploration rights—not guaranteed safety. But a new map means new possibilities and opportunities. Plus, previously acquired items like the ’Dirty Pearl’ and ’Filth Beast’s Teeth’ seem linked to Polluted Mountain Edge."
The bottom of North Realm Abyss holds the divine artifact ’Sky Blue Spear’ left by the King of Nature. If ’Holy Redemption’ and ’Circle of Friendliness’ could calm its hostility, the benefits would be massive."
Outside Asgard in the wilderness lies the last High Priest’s revelations regarding the ’Ancient God Origin’—undoubtedly worth a visit."
Then there’s Fire Stealing Village...
Yang Qizhou is urgently in need of Old Sacrifices to sustain the God of Victory’s position and digest the Desecration Potion, and Lena is seeking divine protection for Fire Stealing Village. Their interests align perfectly—his game character could have Lena lead the entire village in converting to worshiping the God of Victory, thus harvesting a large amount of Old Sacrifices."
Each option seems valuable, making it genuinely hard to decide.
"Damn it, why does the ’Dark Crow of Profane Fortune’ have to enforce the rule where ’choices can’t be reused?’ Seriously, screw this nuisance so hard."
Frustrated, Yang Qizhou unscrewed a bottle of cola, downing half of it in one gulp.
Looking at the remaining half, he regretted not keeping two-thirds for himself.
As Yang Qizhou stretched lazily, debating his choices, a private message suddenly appeared from the ’Secret Cultivator.’
Secret Cultivator (Group Admin): Lamp Holder, busy?
Yang Qizhou thought for a moment, replying with one word.
Secret Cultivator (Group Admin): Dot dot dot dot dot.
Secret Cultivator (Group Admin): Can you spare a bit of time?
Persistent, aren’t they? Yang Qizhou mused. I know my charm, but c’mon, let’s not. Your tactics are too tricky for me to risk it...
Yang Qizhou replied with another single word.
Secret Cultivator (Group Admin): I’m facing some difficulties. If you can help resolve them, I’m willing to pay 3,000 Old Sacrifices as a reward.
3,000 Old Sacrifices?
Yang Qizhou was stunned at the figure. Was the Secret Cultivator loaded? Even with the ’Dark Crow of Profane Fortune’s’ ability to freeload at ’Destiny Store,’ exploit the Divine Envoys of the Golden Country and Silver Kingdom, and plunder from Asgard, he’d only barely accumulated 8,000 Old Sacrifices himself.
Thinking it over, the realization struck.
The Secret Cultivator had been engaged in the Deceit World for a long time, likely among the earliest players. Moreover, their background hinted at complex ties to the Deceit Bureau, possibly even running a player studio providing Old Sacrifices. Put like that, 3,000 wasn’t excessive.
Honey Badger (Member): Wanna discuss together?
Secret Cultivator (Group Admin): Me, White Deer, and Rabbit—our characters are stuck in a trap set by the ’God of Foolish Evil Play’ during a storyline. We’re currently in a state of "Confusion" and wandering through a featureless maze with no escape. Can’t even choose death, let alone use the ’False Road Marker’ to get out.
Secret Cultivator (Group Admin): Lamp Holder, I know you possess powers that cause divine beings to fear you. I’d like to use Destiny Chain to pull you into this storyline. Would that be okay?
Yang Qizhou suddenly understood. No wonder the Secret Cultivator was in such a rush—her characters were trapped in a "Confusion" state, unable to die, escape, or progress the storyline. Without a solution soon, their accounts were essentially doomed.
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Sounds like a tough nut to crack. Just 3,000 Old Sacrifices to deal with it—do I look like some beggar to you?
Honey Badger (Member): Busy.
Secret Cultivator (Group Admin): ...
The familiar large window panel. The Secret Cultivator couldn’t maintain her usual composure, grinding her teeth and wishing she could hurl her phone away.
Refusing out of concern for danger was understandable. But repeatedly replying "busy" three times—what the hell?
Taking a deep breath, the Secret Cultivator quickly typed out a message, one with large, conspicuous characters.
"5,000 Old Sacrifices—that’s the maximum I can offer, Lamp Holder. If you still refuse, I’ll have no choice but to seek someone else’s help."
In his cramped apartment.
5,000 Old Sacrifices? A tempting number for sure. But the risk of facing the God of Foolish Evil Play was enormous—despite shepherding the ’God of Victory’ and attaining Wizard status, his game character’s rank was the lowest. What if he succumbs to "Confusion" too?
After some thought, Yang Qizhou suddenly had an idea. He sent the Secret Cultivator a new message.
"I’ll suggest a complete divine name for you. Recite it. If you escape, pay me the 5,000 Old Sacrifices. If you don’t, I won’t charge at all."
Secret Cultivator (Group Admin): Surprised face?
Secret Cultivator (Group Admin): Which divine being?
Yang Qizhou quickly typed out two words...