# 1834
Chapter 1827: An Qingyu's Artificial God
Sorry brothers, I said I'd restore the three-chapter daily update today, but I got COVID right after returning from my business trip. I dodged the first wave but not the second... My brain feels like mush, so I can probably only maintain one chapter daily for the next few days. Please understand.
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Sensing the Cthulhu Faction aura emanating from An Qingyu, Lin Qiye's gaze snapped tight.
Without hesitation, Lin Qiye raised his hand to drag him back into the asylum. He didn't know what An Qingyu planned to do, but with An Qingyu's current identity and power, he absolutely could not let him act freely here.
The asylum's forced recall took effect, and An Qingyu's figure vanished on the spot.
Feeling the residual Cthulhu Faction fluctuations, Lin Qiye's brow furrowed. Just as he was about to investigate what had just happened, a gray-skinned mouse suddenly burrowed out of the ground where An Qingyu had been standing!
Zzzt—!!
A ferocious bolt of lightning suddenly fell from the sky!
The lightning struck where the mouse had been, and a sphere of deep-blue electrical arcs exploded in all directions, engulfing Lin Qiye as well. From this lightning, Lin Qiye detected an extremely familiar aura!
Zeus?!
Though the lightning's power was far inferior to that of the Supreme God realm, the law energy absolutely belonged to Zeus, king of the Olympian Gods. The lightning scorched Lin Qiye's skin, leaving black scorch marks across his surface. At the same time, a figure slowly rose from within the lightning...
Looking at the familiar figure rising from the lightning, Lin Qiye's pupils slightly contracted.
An Qingyu wore a tattered gray robe, his back to Erhai Lake. His eyes glowed faint dark red, dense electrical arcs dancing around him,钻进 (entering) the earth from the hem of his gray robe.
A second An Qingyu?!
No, that couldn't be right...
Lin Qiye quickly perceived the true identity of this "An Qingyu." Though he looked identical to An Qingyu, the aura he emanated was entirely different. This An Qingyu's aura was similar to Zeus's.
And if one looked carefully, within his dark-red eyes, a gray "叁" (three) seemed to be inscribed.
"Who are you? A clone? Or a puppet?" Lin Qiye frowned and asked.
Logically, An Qingyu had already been forcibly recalled to the Asylum of the Gods, and all connection to the outside world should have been severed. Whether clone or puppet, neither could be controlled from within the asylum... So what exactly was this An Qingyu?
"An Qingyu" slowly raised his head, those eyes marked with "叁" fixing on Lin Qiye before him.
"I am Yu San (Fish Three)."
Hearing that voice, Lin Qiye's eyes sharpened.
Lin Qiye also had a clone, but the connection between him and his Seraph clone was one of karma. The Seraph clone was more like a soulless puppet—even though Lin Qiye could control it to do anything regardless of distance, essentially it was his true body acting as the lead. The Seraph itself had no self-awareness.
But judging from this Yu San's demeanor, gaze, and tone, this was undoubtedly a clone with self-awareness.
His actions weren't controlled by An Qingyu, so even if An Qingyu was locked inside the Asylum of the Gods, he could still act according to his own will.
Meanwhile, inside the Asylum of the Gods.
An Qingyu, who had just been forcibly recalled, raised his head to look at the emptiness above and spoke calmly:
"Didn't you previously ask me if I was also conducting artificial god research? Now... you have your answer."
Lin Qiye heard An Qingyu's voice and studied the divine figure before him. Indeed, this artificial god was far more advanced than the previous Yuzuri Takishiro and Mei Meimei. At the very least, he was a genuine "god," possessing his own laws—though these laws looked suspiciously like they'd been stripped from Zeus.
"How did you solve the problem of 'becoming the way'?" Lin Qiye asked, puzzled.
"The research direction of 【Pure Land】 was always trapped in the approach of 'using potions to develop the limits of humanity' to become gods... The human body cannot withstand the laws. Even if one truly took that step, it would be death without exception.
But if you directly transplant flesh and blood from a god, cultivating an entirely new body, not only can it perfectly withstand the laws, but the compatibility with the laws the god used during life is extremely high. The only limitation is that to cultivate a new Chief God-level body, the god's corpse must have reached the Supreme God realm during life.
Using a Supreme God's corpse to cultivate a Chief God-level deity—this is the truly viable 'god-creation' path."
Lin Qiye's eyes narrowed. He placed his hand on the 【Divine Calamity】 at his waist, killing intent flickering in his gaze.
"A Chief God-level artificial god, that's all... Do you think he can accomplish anything?"
Inside the asylum, An Qingyu's true body smiled slightly,
"Do you still remember the 【Ten-Cut Ghost Child】?"
Lin Qiye's hand froze. Memories of the past suddenly surged back.
The next moment, An Qingyu inside the asylum transformed. A massive portal shadow manifested behind him. Under the aura emanating from that portal, black robes gradually evolved into gray, the gray in his eyes morphing into dark red, and a tiny "叁" character emerging from the depths of his eyes... He was rapidly transforming into the appearance of Yu San outside!
Meanwhile, Yu San standing by Erhai Lake had the same Gate of Truth shadow appearing behind him, transforming at an astonishing speed toward An Qingyu's appearance.
The two souls passed through opposite sides of the Gate of Truth, exchanging bodies in that instant!
The An Qingyu inside the asylum became Yu San in gray robes with red eyes, while the Yu San outside completely transformed into An Qingyu. He wore black robes, his back to Erhai Lake, the Gate of Truth shadow behind him growing increasingly solid!
Lin Qiye knew that An Qingyu had obtained clone abilities from dissecting the Ten-Cut Ghost Child—that his consciousness could be reborn within his clones after the main body died... But the premise of this ability was that the main body had to die first. He had specifically locked An Qingyu inside the asylum to prevent him from faking death and escaping.
But he hadn't expected that now even his clones had gained self-awareness, and could already use the Gate of Truth to swap bodies with his clones under any circumstances!
Over these four years, An Qingyu had obtained far more trump cards than he had imagined.
An Qingyu's figure floated up from Erhai Lake's shore and spoke calmly:
"Your opening move has been played... Now, it's my turn to make a move."
Seeing that the asylum couldn't bind An Qingyu, Lin Qiye果断 drew 【Divine Calamity】 from its sheath. A sharp blade glow cut through the void, slashing toward An Qingyu's throat!
Savage bolts of lightning descended like heavenly swords, striking directly before Lin Qiye. As 【Divine Calamity】 slashed repeatedly, these bolts of lightning were scattered into the air. At the same time, a golden Six-Winged Seraph slowly unfurled its wings in the space above An Qingyu's head...
A sword intent drifted from the Vast Desert, precisely locking onto An Qingyu by Erhai Lake. The terrifying sword intent pressed against his brow, as if the next moment an invincible sword would slice him into countless fragments of blood and mist.
"I suggest you don't act rashly." An Qingyu knew he had been consecutively locked onto, and spoke unhurriedly, "Why don't you take a good look around you first?"