Becoming God Of A Dystopian World

Zhao Luo turned his head down instantly while Bu Xing also had his hand pointed downwards.

"I lost again."

Zhao Luo slowly said with a cold look.

'Am I going to lose the test?'

Zhao Luo thought since this game was simply a way to test him who was aiming to become an inner disciple.

'Is this really guessing the opponent's move?'

Zhao Luo questioned it since it looked more like Bu Xing already knew where he would be pointing from the start.

'Master, did you figure out something?'

Zhao Luo question the old man again who had suddenly popped up to leave a wrong move just to go silent after saying that Bu Xing was a difficult case.

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While Zhao Luo was addressing his master, Bu Xing had used his fourth chance to attack the crowned piece, making its limit fall to the last point.

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'Do you know what happens when a person dies?'

The old man questioned Zhao Luo.

'He becomes a soul like you?'

Zhao Luo hurriedly answered his master's question while looking at Bu Xing who was ready to start the fifth round.

"1"

"Wait!"

Zhao Luo shouted while staring at Bu Xing.

Bu Xing gazed at Zhao Luo who looked like a person who was aggravated by his consecutive losses.

"Give me some time."

Zhao Luo said to Bu Xing in a polite manner, instantly changing from the earlier aggression that he was showing.

"Take as much time as you want. But remember, I am your misfortune. Till you face me, you will lose."

Bu Xing coldly said to Zhao Luo as if it was a statement that couldn't be changed no matter what.

But the way he spoke, Zhao Luo could tell that Bu Xing was challenging him, more like begging him to win against him.

"Hmm."

Zhao Luo nodded whilst his talk with the old man continued over time.

'You fool, I am not dead. If I was dead, my soul wouldn't be trapped in a sword. The death of a person happens when his soul is shattered into countless pieces and only the 'Origen' of the soul is left, and that Origen is then forced into a cycle of rebirth.'

'Hmm.'

Zhao Luo quietly listened to the mystery of the soul which happens after a person's death or as the old man said when a person's soul shatters.

'Once you will enter the Rank of Gods, your way/path/road to Godhood will end and then you will have to step on a new path, which the Gods of the Godly realm call a 'Dao'. There are thousands of Minor and Major Daos, like Fire, Water, Patience, Goodwill, and so on, that every God tries to comprehend but there are only a few of ultimate Daos like Fate, Luck, Life, and Death.'

The old man had taken an unexpected turn while explaining about the death of a person but that didn't mean that Zhao Luo was lost somewhere instead he completely understood what he was saying.

'But what does the Dao of a God has to do with the death of a person and more importantly with this Senior? Look at how he is staring at me, master? Doesn't he look like a cute toad?'

Zhao Luo couldn't combine the three situations together and even though he was having an exchange with the old man in his mind, his eyes were wide open and he could see Bu Xing who was staring at him after bringing his face closer to Zhao Luo's.

'Don't be hasty. '

The old man said to Zhao Luo in a scolding tone but even he had to agree that Bu Xing looked like a toad as he stared at Zhao Luo.

'When an Empera who has mastered an ultimate Dao dies which is next to impossible, his Soul Origen enters the cycle of rebirth. But the time it takes for him to reincarnate can take more than a hundred thousand years.'

The old man's tone was too tragic that even Zhao Luo felt like crying.

'When he reincarnates, his memories of his past life will be lost, all of his strength wouldn't be there anymore but how could he lose the Ultimate Dao that is attached to his Soul Origen itself. Just like that, the young man in front of you is definitely an Empera like me, and he must have mastered the Dao of good fortune in his life as an Empera of the Godly Realm. So, no matter what you do, till his Dao isn't controlled by him directly, you will not be able to win against him in this kind of game.'

'So he was an Empera before.'

Zhao Luo mumbled as he finally understood what he had gotten himself into.

'No wonder he kept on saying that he was my misfortune. If only my luck wasn't so shit.'

Zhao Luo cursed at his own luck while finally deciding what he wanted to do now.

'So what if he was an Empera in his previous life? So what if he still has his Ultimate Dao?'

Zhao Luo confidently refuted all the facts as he didn't have time to worry about these things.

'Master is there a way to defeat him?'

Zhao Luo only thought of winning, as his mind was set on passing the test.

'There is none for you.'

The old man replied with a sigh which made Zhao Luo sulk so bad that even Bu Xing was able to see the tragic expression on Zhao Luo's face.

'But.'

Right then the old man continued.

'There is a way for me to block his fortune but even then, it would be left on the chance that you won't lose to him.'

'I will NOT lose.'

Zhao Luo confidently said to the old man.

'Ah, I have to do this shameless act because of my disciple.'

The old man's left a last note to Zhao Luo with his voice which was slowly disappearing.

The next instant, Zhao Luo couldn't feel the presence of the old man anymore as if he had completely disappeared.

"Are you ready?"

Right then, Zhao Luo heard Bu Xing's voice.