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Divine runes shimmered softly across the pages of the artifact manual as my consciousness delved deep into the secrets of divine tool creation. Each rune represented profound knowledge, etched by ancient hands far wiser than mine. My eyes devoured the wisdom, absorbing every intricate detail.
I discovered quickly that divine tools weren't all equal. Rather, they were carefully divided into distinct ranks:
Quasi-Divine Tool: These artifacts were the stepping stone into divinity, capable of channeling immortal energy but without true divine consciousness.
Divine Tool: True divine artifacts, capable of harnessing immortal energy and possessing limited sentience.
Real Divine Tool: These tools had awakened full divine intelligence, capable of independent thought and judgment, a direct extension of their creator's will.
Pseudo Ultra Divine Tool: Artifacts on the brink of reaching the pinnacle, powerful enough to significantly influence entire worlds.
Ultra Divine Tool: The apex of divine crafting, bearing enough power to shape destinies, possibly surpassing even the gods themselves.
As I explored further, something else caught my attention: details concerning the nature of divine positions.
The manual made it crystal clear—a single god was limited to just one divine position. Attempting to hold two or more would inevitably lead to catastrophe. Each god position held its own conceptual laws, deeply embedded in its wielder's body and soul. Two positions meant clashing divine authorities, eventually resulting in the violent destruction of the god's existence.
Yet, recalling memories from my past life, I knew of an exception. Tang San, protagonist of the Douluo novel, had famously held two god positions simultaneously. He succeeded by allowing his wife, Xiao Wu, to temporarily bear one position, effectively balancing and mediating the conflicting divine laws. The successful fusion made him an unparalleled existence in the divine realm.
"Interesting," I murmured softly, my fingers lightly tracing the runes etched on the manual. Perhaps this wasn't an unbreakable limitation after all. The key lay in mediation—a separate anchor to stabilize the second position.
Keeping this crucial point in mind, I immersed myself fully into crafting divine artifacts. The profound concepts of divine forging, immortal energy channeling, rune engraving, and artifact consciousness creation unfolded clearly before my mind. Each new discovery deepened my excitement, inspiring countless new ideas.
Two divine years flowed swiftly by as I experimented tirelessly. Every day, countless artifacts emerged from my divine domain—first Quasi-Divine, then fully Divine, and eventually even Real Divine Tools. Each success brought greater clarity, enriching my understanding and mastery.
My skills soared to such heights that I could comfortably rival even renowned divine blacksmiths of legend. Pride surged warmly within me, knowing that this newfound mastery would serve humanity immensely.
Yet, amidst my joy, a concern slowly began gnawing at the back of my mind.
I was planning something monumental—creating divine systems to guide mortals across multiple lower worlds, ultimately expediting humanity's collective ascension to the divine realm. Undoubtedly, such rapid growth of the human race among gods would draw attention—especially from the Dragon Kings and the Dragon God, who already viewed other races with suspicion.
The tragic history of the Phoenix Clan's rebellion against dragon authority had etched a deep scar in the dragons' collective psyche. Any significant rise of a new race, especially humans, might trigger immediate suspicion or even hostility. While lower-ranked gods might slip beneath their notice initially, the rapid and significant increase in human divinity would undoubtedly raise alarms eventually.
This realization chilled my enthusiasm slightly. I needed caution.
I pondered this dilemma deeply for several days, walking quietly beneath the eternal blossoms within my domain, their soothing fragrance clarifying my thoughts.
The solution came to me subtly, like the whisper of a gentle breeze.
If I created another divine position secretly—completely distinct and hidden from my public identity as the God of Humanity—I could direct my grand plans through that separate channel. Even if the dragons noticed the rise of humanity, they'd investigate and find another deity behind it. As the God of Humanity, I could remain seemingly detached from this explosive growth.
Yes, this was the perfect solution.
Yet, forming another divine position wasn't a trivial matter. I couldn't simply anchor another godly position directly within myself, as the manual had warned explicitly.
But then, another idea slowly emerged—my long-neglected mortal power from my previous life, the power that had accompanied me into this world: my Transcendent Understanding. This was not divine nor immortal power but a unique mortal ability, dormant and concealed deep within my soul.
"Perhaps," I murmured thoughtfully, "this hidden mortal power could become a divine anchor. If I upgrade this mortal power to divine standards and forge a separate divine position around it—say, a Divine Position of Wisdom—I could use it to safely channel my plans for humanity."
Indeed, this wisdom-based divine position would be ideal to oversee civilization's progress, acting subtly, quietly, influencing through guidance, systems, and knowledge.
If anyone sought answers about humanity's sudden growth, they'd discover only the God of Wisdom—an enigmatic existence seemingly unrelated to me, the God of Humanity. After all, who would suspect one god to secretly hold two positions? The very idea defied common divine understanding.
I smiled, pleased at my strategy. It was subtle, secretive, and perfectly safe.
Decision made, I immediately set out to test my theory. Carefully, I withdrew into my private cultivation chamber, sealing myself from external interference.
Seated cross-legged, I plunged into meditation, seeking deep within my divine soul. Soon, I located the faint white mist—the pure essence of my mortal ability, my "Transcendent Understanding."
Gently, I brought it forth, inspecting its nature carefully. It shimmered softly, fragile yet containing boundless potential. I focused deeply, gently enveloping this power with layers of pure immortal energy, carefully upgrading and refining it.
Gradually, the white mist deepened, becoming brighter, richer—slowly transforming from mortal-level comprehension into true divine understanding.
I shaped its essence carefully, forming it into a divine core, distinct and separate from my existing God of Humanity position. Next, I began the process of divine conceptual integration—imbuing it with universal wisdom, civilization guidance, knowledge-seeking principles, and an inherent drive to cultivate mortal minds.
Time slipped away unnoticed, my entire being absorbed in this delicate crafting. The chamber hummed softly with divine power as my consciousness weaved immortal energy intricately into the newly forming divine position.
Finally, after countless careful adjustments, a new divine core pulsed steadily in my spiritual sea, shining brilliantly—radiating pure wisdom. Its authority was separate from, yet subtly complementary to, my primary divine position.
I sighed deeply, relief washing through me.
With this, the hidden Divine Position of Wisdom was successfully formed—anchored entirely within my once-mortal "Transcendent Understanding" rather than my original divine essence. Thus, my new divine core existed independently, safe from clashing with my original divine position.
I opened my eyes slowly, my vision clearer than ever.
My plan was now ready to begin in earnest. From this secret divine position, I could safely channel all future actions regarding the creation and distribution of my "systems." Mortals receiving guidance from the systems would revere the God of Wisdom, whose identity would remain deliberately vague and separate from the known God of Humanity.
I smiled contentedly, satisfaction blooming warmly within my chest.
The path ahead was clear now. Humanity would rise swiftly beneath careful guidance, the fruits of my efforts bearing countless future gods to the divine realm. Yet, outwardly, I would remain simply the God of Humanity, unassuming and cautious.
Quietly, I whispered into the serene silence of my domain, "With this hidden path, humanity's future ascension is assured."
My voice echoed gently, resonating softly through the chamber, promising a boundless future.
And in that profound moment, my resolve solidified. The hidden journey had just begun, and its destination would forever change the divine realm.
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