Devil Fruits, armor, Kamen Riders, Emperor Artifacts, and Magic Cards—each of these items could grant their owner immense talent and power. But the real kicker? Getting your hands on them was mostly a matter of luck and personality.
At this point, the Spiritual Energy Bureau had already identified a few people who’d obtained these items, and they’d begun actively recruiting other superpowered individuals who’d gotten similar boosts. As for whether these folks were willing to join? No pressure.
In this era, aside from that one “God,” there would be no fixed deities.
As long as superpowered individuals stepped up to protect the people and the nation in their own way, the country would have their backs.
The Qin Tian team was just the beginning—the future of Huaxia would see even more gods rising.
“So many Pokemon… are you angels planning to build a Pokemon Legion or something?”
During his video call with Angel Yan, Bai Xuan’s mouth twitched slightly as he took in the sheer number of Pokemon surrounding her. Pikachu, the starters, Milotic, Ralts, Growlithe…
He had no idea which part of Melo Heavenly Court Angel Yan was in, but seeing that many Pokemon, he genuinely suspected she was forming an entire legion of them.
“Pretty much,” Angel Yan admitted, not denying it. “But honestly, our original reason was just that their pure, kind-hearted nature meshes perfectly with ours as angels.”
“Not a single angel can resist these adorable little guys—including Queen Kesha and the Heavenly King of Fundamentals.”
“But since they possess considerable combat power, they aren’t meant to be mere pets. They’re partners to the angels.”
She spoke without hesitation, her gaze softening as she looked at the Pokemon playing around her. Reaching down, she scooped up a Squirtle and gently rubbed its smooth little head.
The myriad worlds truly were wondrous—how could they produce a race so cute, so pure, so kind? They almost seemed more angelic than the angels themselves.
“You’ve spent way more than three billion points in the chat group by now, haven’t you?”
“More or less.”
Bai Xuan let out a thoughtful sigh. Sure, Angel Civilization was vast and wealthy, but dumping that many points probably stung a little.
After all, the universe’s resources were finite, and the angels adhered to Kesha’s Just Order. They controlled a good chunk of the known universe, but they didn’t plunder or over-exploit those resources. Plus, leveling up angel warriors required its own share of resources—three billion points was no small change for them either.
“What, jealous?”
Angel Yan’s eyes sparkled with amusement as she looked at Bai Xuan.
“Wanna latch onto an angel’s thigh?”
She tapped her own fair, slender leg playfully. Bai Xuan’s gaze flickered down for a split second before he quickly looked away.
“Not for now.”
If he needed points, he had plenty of ways to earn them—Spiritual Energy Pearls, harvesting Earth’s natural treasures, or cashing in mutated beast corpses and recycled abilities. But none of that was really necessary.
He already had his own path to walk. The chat group’s current inventory couldn’t speed up his progress. Items like the Infinity Stones might offer some insight, but they’d require far too many resources, which would be a heavy burden on Earth right now.
“Tch.”
Angel Yan pursed her lips, then glanced back at him and continued:
“Queen Kesha told me that Heavenly King He Xi is thinking of sending Zhi Xin to your world for some training. What do you think?”
“Angel Zhi Xin?”
Bai Xuan blinked in surprise. He Xi wanted to send Zhi Xin to his world for training?
Earth was a pre-nuclear civilization—what was there to train for?
Even with the spiritual energy resurgence, development had been too short. Given Zhi Xin’s power, there wasn’t a single person on Earth besides himself who could match her right now.
Compared to his world, wouldn’t Su Yunqing’s high-martial world or Tony’s Marvel world be far better training grounds?
Unless…
“The old fox isn’t after the wine,” Bai Xuan murmured. “He Xi clearly wants Zhi Xin to bring back a ‘male god.'”
“What do you say, male god? She’s Queen Kesha’s Holy Right Wing, He Xi’s disciple, and a second-generation god who might one day inherit the title of Heavenly King.”
Angel Yan’s tone was teasing as she spoke.
“Was Zhao Xin dropped?”
“Did Queen Kesha agree?”
Bai Xuan ignored the teasing, frowning slightly instead.
Zhi Xin’s original match was Zhao Xin—a decision made by Sacred Kesha based on the Holy Treasury’s computations. Zhao Xin’s strength and potential might be modest, but the Holy Treasury didn’t prioritize potential or power. It prioritized data compatibility between two individuals.
To Sacred Kesha, the other party’s potential didn’t matter much. Angel Civilization didn’t need marriage alliances to bolster its deterrent power. What she valued was whether the couple would find happiness together in the future.
Heavenly King He Xi, on the other hand, didn’t believe love should be decided by data. If He Xi had known Kesha would pair Zhi Xin with Zhao Xin, she likely wouldn’t have agreed. But in Zhi Xin’s heart, Queen Kesha’s word was absolute—her first instinct upon being freed would be to follow Kesha’s orders.
If He Xi agreed but Kesha didn’t, that scenario seemed highly unlikely.
Angel Yan bringing this up so casually meant Sacred Kesha had clearly given her blessing.
And if Kesha’s agreement wasn’t due to He Xi’s request…
“Did Sacred Kesha match my data with Angel Zhi Xin?”
That felt like the most plausible answer to Bai Xuan. His potential was decent, but not to the point where Angel Civilization would proactively send over an angel warrior—especially not someone of Zhi Xin’s caliber, the Holy Right Wing and disciple of the Heavenly King.
The most likely scenario was that Sacred Kesha had used the Holy Treasury to match his data against Zhi Xin’s—and the results were high. At least no lower than Zhi Xin’s compatibility with Zhao Xin.
What puzzled Bai Xuan was how Sacred Kesha had obtained his data in the first place.
Just from personality and abilities gleaned through chats with Angel Yan? Was that enough to run compatibility calculations?
“98%.”
“Across the entire known universe, there’s no one more compatible with Zhi Xin than you.”
Angel Yan rested her chin on her knees, speaking with a light laugh—though a hint of something harder to read crept into her tone.
Zhi Xin had found her male god. But where was hers?
She wasn’t the same Angel Yan from the original story who could tell Queen Kesha, “I’ve already waited seven thousand years—waiting another seven thousand is no big deal.” This Angel Yan deeply yearned for “love” to arrive.
An angel’s longing for love had nothing to do with maturity—it was simply suppressed out of necessity.
In the original story, the reason she could suppress it was twofold: first, she saw that Ge Xiaolun still needed to grow, and his heart still held lingering feelings for Qiang Wei; second, after Queen Kesha fell, she took up the mantle of Angel King, and matters of the heart naturally had to be set aside.
