Let them offer their loyalty!-Chapter 1470 - 629: Hoodwinking the Eighth Rank Great Evil God

Upon hearing this, Zhao Ji glanced indifferently at Qiu Tu, then corrected him, "Not three helpers. Three challengers."

"Although the person who registers does enjoy some extra privileges, all four challenger slots are independent."

"So... each person can win the 'Heavenly God Trial.'"

At this, she paused, then continued in a tone devoid of joy or sorrow, "However, you're the only one I want to bring. The other two slots are vacant for now."

Hearing Zhao Ji's words, a faint look of realization appeared on Qiu Tu's face. Suddenly, he felt this actually made more sense. If each challenger had to kill an Eighth Rank god, there wouldn't be enough gods of that level for all the challengers to slay.

Thinking this, Qiu Tu pondered briefly, then asked, "So, in each 'Heavenly God Trial', how many 'Godhood Ranks' are there?"

This time, Zhao Ji did hesitate for a moment. After a short silence, she replied, "The final number of 'Godhood Ranks' in a 'Heavenly God Trial' depends on the scale of the trial."

"Generally, there is at least one—sometimes, occasionally, a second one."

"But three or more are very rare."

After listening to Zhao Ji, Qiu Tu's eyes flickered, his mind racing.

A moment later, he had his answer. He then used his spiritual power to transmit his voice to Zhao Ji, asking her a third question,

"Your Majesty Zhao Ji. I'm communicating with you using spiritual power now. Qing Lan can't hear us."

"My next question might be a bit abrupt. But since we'll be partners, I'd like to know—what is your true combat prowess, exactly?"

"Eighth Rank? Mid-Eighth Rank? Late Eighth Rank? Or at the peak?"

When she heard Qiu Tu's words, Zhao Ji's gaze turned much deeper in an instant.

But clearly, she was a proud woman, and supremely confident in her own strength.

So, faced with Qiu Tu's question, Zhao Ji didn't hide anything. She didn't even bother replying via spiritual transmission—she just spoke bluntly,

"I can slay early Eighth Rank. After a hard fight, mid-Eighth Rank. Against late Eighth Rank, I can perish together with them. But... I'm no match for a peak Eighth Rank."

Hearing this, Qiu Tu couldn't help being a little surprised.

He was surprised that Zhao Ji was only late Seventh Rank, yet her real combat power was so strong—she could genuinely fight across ranks.

And surprised as well that... her real combat power actually 'wasn't that strong'!

After all, Qiu Tu hadn't forgotten—Zhao Ji had just forced Qing Lan, the region's lord, to retreat in the 'Qing Lan Divine Domain' with a direct attack.

You have to understand, Qing Lan in the 'Qing Lan Divine Domain' is peak Eighth Rank.

That Zhao Ji dared to confront and threaten Qing Lan then—could it be that she wasn't fully confident, just putting on a show of strength?

Perhaps sensing Qiu Tu's thoughts, Zhao Ji's expression turned icy as she said, "It wasn't a bluff. It's my 'heart'."

"To reach the peak and become a God, positional frame and power are not the most important."

"Because if your power is lacking, you can cultivate it; if you lack positional frame, you can fight for it, seize it."

"So, to become a 'Heavenly God', the most essential thing is one's 'heart'."

"If you retreat or yield when facing an enemy, how could you possess the 'Heart of Seeking Dao'?"

"Only with unyielding courage—if you meet mid-Eighth Rank, slay them! If you meet late-Eighth Rank, slay them! If you meet peak, slay them all the same!"

"Even if you fail and die, your tempered will can still resurrect you within the 'Boundless Heart Sea'."

"But if you ever lose your 'Heart of Seeking Dao', you may never ascend to Heavenly God for the rest of your life."

To be honest, this answer didn't satisfy Qiu Tu.

After all, he really couldn't understand... why choose to draw your sword and die when you're clearly no match?

Isn't that madness?

Besides... sometimes this kind of 'death' is utterly meaningless.

Like just now, Zhao Ji only needed to meet with Qiu Tu. If Qing Lan blocked the way, she drew her sword right away. Was that really necessary? Qiu Tu could've just gone out to find Zhao Ji himself.

'Or could it be... an issue with the Cataclysm Path?'

'After all, her strength progresses so quickly, the Cataclysm Path is probably quite unique as well....'

With these thoughts, although Qiu Tu still couldn't quite understand, he reluctantly accepted Zhao Ji's explanation.

After all, her words had been utterly sincere just now. Besides, with her personality, Zhao Ji disdained lying.

So he glanced at Zhao Ji, choosing not to pursue the questions further.

Because... just the answers from before were already enough for Qiu Tu.

With this in mind, he set aside concerns about Zhao Ji's power for the time being.

After pondering a moment, he said to Zhao Ji, "Your Majesty, since that's the case, I have an inappropriate request—can you let me handle the allocation of the remaining two slots for the 'Heavenly God Trial'?"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Ji looked at Qiu Tu emotionlessly, then said coolly, "If you want them, take them."

"In three days, bring them to see me."