I became a god by treasure hunting after arriving 500 years early-Chapter 602 - 438: New Myth, Do You Dare to Take It?_2

Chapter 602: Chapter 438: New Myth, Do You Dare to Take It?_2

[If there are too many myths stronger than you in the world, giving it to you would be a waste. You might as well wait.] The Ancient Insect spoke deliberately, [Now it’s already the Mid-Era, there are innumerable geniuses in the world, surely you don’t entertain the illusion of being invincible, right?]

“Of course, that’s impossible. The Greedy Demon God is just a medical service robot, it can’t even beat half a [Ghost]… But, how do you propose to measure potential?”

[You just need to enter the Immortal Palace. I’ll have it expanded a bit.]

[Big! Big! Big!]

This tiny palace quickly grew to the size of a playing field, with cloud engravings on the rooftops that were beautiful and exquisitely intricate. Inside, mist curled and rosy clouds steamed, resembling a paradise on Earth.

Lu Yuan steadied his heart and entered.

But those walls were really too ancient, and the slightest touch caused the stone to crumble like dust, shedding large pieces with a rustle.

Then there were those huge cracks that split the walls and floors, leaving ruins and rubble that were startling to behold.

“If this keeps up, it might fall from Immortal Level to Epic Level…” Lu Yuan furrowed his brow, pondering over a remedial plan.

In the center of the palace was a round table, carved from White Jade stone.

There was also a globe-like creation that spun idly.

[New Myth, let’s see the ‘Luck’ you control.] The Ancient Insect spoke ethereally, [Without control over ‘Luck’, no matter how flashy one’s appearance is, it’s just an ordinary Anomaly, vastly different from a Myth.]

[Luck, you understand, right? In this age, it’s called Civilization Points.]

“What should I do?”

[Just place your hand on that round creation and then channel your own ‘Luck’; it will detect your points.]

Lu Yuan felt somewhat troubled internally; he had accumulated 65511.7 points of Luck… He also didn’t know if that number was large or small.

Accumulation of Civilization Points was indeed very slow.

On the Human Civilization side, he could scrape up some points.

If scientists and craftsmen achieve great things, a year’s worth might top at 1 point; if there are no notable achievements, it could be as little as 0.5 or even 0.01 per year.

He himself had achieved great things, like the creation of “Farmer No.1,” which could add a tiny bit more ‘Luck’.

After all these years, that amounted to an additional 11.7 points of Luck. (excluding the part from Civilization Milestone)

“If it’s also difficult for others to collect Luck, then a figure of sixty thousand shouldn’t be too weak.”

“Do I really need to show it all?” The Greedy Demon God instinctively thought about hiding some strength.

But he also wanted to obtain this palace and feared performing poorly and being looked down upon by the Ancient Insect.

“Forget it, let’s just reveal a figure of twenty thousand.”

“If it belittles me, I’ll just test it again… there’s no rule saying I can only show it once.”

With that thought, he stimulated his core Energy.

“Thump thump! Thump thump!”

The Greedy Demon God now had no heart, but Lu Yuan had still designated a spot for the heart, and all the Energy was stored in a unique “chamber.”

He used the meridian system of the Tree of Life to replace the circulatory function of the heart, beginning to activate the ‘Luck’ within.

Plants, after all, don’t work as quickly as animals, meaning — their power output is relatively low.

That globe-like device seemed to have sensed something, began to rotate slowly, emitting a faint blue light.

Ancient symbols started to pulsate.

[Ten thousand points of Luck, huh… It’s just passable for the Mid-All Epoch.] The Ancient Insect said somewhat disdainfully.

You’re supposedly a “Myth,” and half the Ninth Epoch has passed, yet you’ve only accumulated ten thousand points of Luck.

Breaking it down, that’s not even a point per year, clearly making you one of the weaker ones.

‘Luck’ represents the ultimate fighting force of the Pangu Continent.

It’s an existence akin to a nuclear deterrence.

This thing accumulates slowly but is spent very quickly…

Ten thousand points are truly quite ordinary.

Lu Yuan was also aware of his low power output and called out, “It’s not over yet! Elder, how much Luck do you have?”

[I… huh huh, how could I tell you? I’m an old predecessor, I should have some personal privacy.] The Ancient Insect shamelessly dodged the question, its eyes flickering.

A myth’s “Luck” is usually divided into two parts.

The first part is the core that composes the “Myth,” generally ranging from several thousand to ten thousand.

This part cannot be used recklessly, otherwise the “Myth” would collapse.

Only in a life-and-death final war might this “core” be depleted, as a mutual loss is better than a solitary defeat.

The second part acts as “fat,” which can be used freely.

The Ancient Insect’s core energy is still intact, but after prolonged consumption by the Withering Disease, the extra “fat” has long been exhausted.

It actually has its own ulterior motives.

Nurturing an alliance of 12 races, becoming their spiritual totem, allows it to scrape a little “Luck” during the alliance’s development.

Moreover, the civilization points of the 12 races, said to be used for the expansion of Grotto Heaven…a portion has been embezzled by the Ancient Insect.

So the “Luck” it can use is probably in the three to four digits… it can’t be more.

Subsequently, with Lu Yuan’s effort, the little round ball turned purple.

The Ancient Insect fell silent for a moment, then spoke: [Eh, there’s actually twenty thousand Luck? That’s not bad at all. If you can save up to forty or fifty thousand by the Late Epoch, as long as you keep a low profile and avoid being targeted by horrors, surviving to the next Epoch shouldn’t be a problem.]

[New Myth, my Luck is indeed much less than yours, how about sharing some with me? In consideration of my gifting you this Immortal Palace, give me a little.]

[I’ll teach you how to use this thing…]

Lu Yuan was speechless, truly wanting to record this damned beggar and then ruthlessly extort it!

“Give you 1 point of Luck then.”

[Greedy Demon God, truly living up to the name. Only giving 1 currency for a gift?] The Ancient Insect expressed its shock.

“10 points! That’s my limit!”

The Greedy Demon God gave out a small sum, truly a heartache.

The sixty-five thousand, that’s his bottom-of-the-box treasure, not to be used unless there’s a real life-or-death crisis, otherwise to death he’ll not touch it.

What he was really willing to use was only 511.7 Luck; giving away 10 points all at once, isn’t that like losing a life?

[Deal!]

Perhaps the value of Luck was more expensive than imagined, or maybe this old stubborn stick simply wanted to rid himself of this hot potato; the Ancient Insect readily agreed.

Following that, it projected its thoughts into the Immortal Palace.

A round conference table appeared, with one human and one insect, two creatures seated.

The Ancient Insect perched on the stool above, its huge horns radiating halos of light.

A circular device kept spinning, casting intricate engravings onto the tabletop.

A vast power weighed down on Lu Yuan.

This was a native engraving of Heaven Palace, its function quite simple: trade and lie detection!

The “Heavenly Court Myth” carries an irrefutable majesty; both parties sitting here can’t tell lies, ensuring the authority and fairness of the trade.

Even the Ancient Insect, as the current owner, could not lie.

[Heaven and earth, the Immortal Palace reopens.]

[Greedy Demon God, I’ll trade you the Immortal Palace for just 10 Civilization Points.]

The round device whirred into motion.

A yellow paper appeared before Lu Yuan, adorned with an exquisite pattern: the once “Heavenly Court Myth,” where pomegranate flowers blossomed, stretching along the banks of streams, with divine maidens gathering and using the flowers to dye the clouds in the sky, as cranes soared and dragons and jade dogs opened the gates of heaven.

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Compared to the current dilapidated palace, the past splendor is deeply missed.

This yellow paper is the control nexus of the Immortal Palace.

The process of a physical trade isn’t complex; both parties just need to upload the items and sign the contract, then the “Immortal Palace” can use its teleportation function to deliver the items.

And then, Lu Yuan, with a heavy heart, input 10 Civilization Points.

White, radiant Life Force streamed out from his body, the feeling was truly terrible…