Primordial Ancient Serpent-Chapter 435: Disciple of the Lord of Chaos City, There Is an Uproar
Chapter 435 - 435: Disciple of the Lord of Chaos City, There Is an Uproar
"Who is it? Who does he want to take as a disciple?"
A god asked impatiently.
There was no doubt—this incident would shake the entire heavens and myriad worlds, and it would have a profound impact on the future. After all, these were the disciples of the Lord of Chaos City.
It was easy to imagine what kind of beings these apprentices would become in the future—they were destined to be mighty gods.
"There are eight of them: Daode Tianzun, Yuanshi Tianzun, Lingbao Tianzun, Zhunti Daoren, Jieyin Daoren, Fuxi, Nuwa, and Zhen Yuanzi," a God King said in a deep voice.
"Incredible. All of them are top-tier geniuses from the Prehistoric World. Except for Kunpeng, Styx, and Hongyun, almost all the others have been accepted."
"To take in eight geniuses at once—what could the City Lord be planning?"
"Indeed. While these geniuses are undoubtedly talented, given the status of the City Lord, there's no need for him to personally take disciples. Why now?"
"There must be a deeper meaning behind his actions. It's likely that these eight weren't chosen solely for their talent—there must be other, hidden reasons we can't see."
"What a pity. I had hoped to recruit one of them as a disciple, but now that the City Lord himself has spoken, we don't stand a chance."
"This is unheard of! Since the Era of Chaos, the City Lord has never taken a disciple."
"That's right. Not even countless Chaos Demon Gods were worthy in his eyes."
The gods were in an uproar, their shock evident.
The news that the Lord of Chaos City had taken in disciples spread like wildfire, reaching the ears of countless gods across the heavens.
In the blink of an eye, a month passed.
The geniuses who had participated in the Chaos Genius Battle gradually completed their comprehension of the Chaos Monument, and their realizations were immense.
Their cultivation soared, and their understanding of the Dao Laws deepened significantly.
"Have you heard? Gabriel of the Angel Race was being fought over by more than a dozen God Kings, all wanting to make him their disciple. But in the end, Gabriel chose to follow the War God King, rather than any of the gods from his own race. No one saw that coming."
"The War God King? Are you serious? He's one of the most powerful God Kings in all of the heavens and worlds. He's just one step away from becoming a God Emperor."
"To become the disciple of someone like that... Gabriel is incredibly fortunate."
"It's not just luck. His talent is extraordinary. Otherwise, so many God Kings wouldn't have competed for him."
"That Golden-armored Behemoth named Seal was also fought over by several God Kings, but he ended up becoming the disciple of King Flamehammer."
"The same goes for Lan from the Suokong Race—she became a personal disciple of the Void King."
"And White of the Zhenhou Race? He was accepted by none other than the Lord of Kongyin, a Chaos Demon God."
"Damn, these geniuses really have it good. So many God Kings fighting over them... Meanwhile, someone like me can only become a disciple of a God General."
"Shh! Are you trying to offend a God General? That's still a great opportunity. Becoming a disciple of a God King is nearly impossible."
"True. But still, being a disciple of a God King is clearly better."
"Of course it is. But if the God King doesn't want you, what can you do?"
As the Chaos Enlightenment Monument came to an end, the geniuses from across the heavens were chosen one after another, becoming disciples of powerful gods.
One by one, they left the Hall of Enlightenment with their new masters, and the number of remaining geniuses dwindled.
However, the eight prehistoric geniuses—Sanqing, Fuxi, Nuwa, Zhunti, Jieyin, and Zhen Yuanzi—had received no invitation from any god.
They began to feel anxious.
"Big brother, what's going on? We've all finished comprehending the Chaos Monument, so why hasn't anyone tried to recruit us? Even Styx, Hongyun, and Kunpeng were invited by God Kings, but we're still here?"
Nuwa looked confused. It wasn't just that no God King had chosen her—not even a God General or God Armament had shown interest.
They stood there, watching as the other geniuses were selected one after another.
"Don't worry," said Fuxi, trying to comfort her. "Maybe the gods are just shy and waiting until the end to pick us."
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"Really? It feels more like they're just not interested in us."
Nuwa frowned.
Hearing this, the expressions of Sanqing, Zhunti, Jieyin, and Zhen Yuanzi turned dark. In truth, they had the same worries—but none dared to speak them aloud.
No matter how calm they tried to remain, the situation made their hearts uneasy.
If no god took notice of them, they would be the only ones without a master—a true humiliation among the gathered geniuses.
"What's going on? Those prehistoric geniuses have been standing there forever. Why hasn't anyone come to take them in?"
Many other geniuses noticed the situation and started whispering among themselves.
"Do you really need to ask? Their aptitudes must be too poor. No god wants them, so they've been left behind," a genius shouted.
"No way. Judging by their presence, they seem highly talented. How could no god want them?"
"Looks can be deceiving. The gods know more than we do. Maybe they've already judged them as failures—just show-offs with no substance."
"How pitiful. If even one god isn't willing to accept them, it's truly shameful."
"At first, I was disappointed being chosen by a God Armament, but seeing them... I feel a lot better now."
"Exactly! At least we're not the last ones left!"
"Anyway, let's not waste time here. Our masters are waiting—we should go."
"Right. We probably won't see those few ever again."
"Without a master, how can they survive in Chaos City? Once the hundred-million-year period ends, they'll be cast out."
As they left, many geniuses looked at Sanqing and the others with pity in their eyes.
