Facing Yaoshi's all-embracing gaze, Wei Qing spoke slowly.
"I want the Path of Abundance."
The moment the words left his mouth, even Wei Qing had to admire his own brilliance.
Asking an Aeon directly for Their Path—he honestly had no idea whether he'd get himself killed on the spot.
But if that Aeon was Yaoshi of Abundance… then it felt worth trying.
Among all Aeons in the cosmos, Yaoshi was the most generous—more precisely, the most undifferentiating.
No repayment demanded. No reason required. If you pray, you receive. That was the main reason countless Abundance followers flocked to Them.
If you dare to want it, They dare to give it.
Of course… sometimes that power is more than a person can bear.
But Wei Qing wasn't afraid.
The bold eat their fill; the timid starve.
Ask first. Shoulder the consequences when they arrive.
[Good.]
Yaoshi answered his shameless craving.
A radiance that could not be defined by any color flowed from Yaoshi's hand.
It wasn't an attack, nor was it a simple blessing—more like a temporary transfer and demonstration of authority.
That gentle light wrapped around Wei Qing.
In an instant, his consciousness was forcibly elevated, punching through mortal limits and surging into a level he'd never touched before.
He saw it—
Life coursing through the universe: sprouting to bloom, decaying to renewal, cycling without end.
He saw countless civilizations prosper under Abundance's grace—and also saw them twist and collapse under excessive growth, becoming nourishment that birthed ever stranger forms.
This was but a corner of the Path of Abundance.
Vast. Complex. Bursting with vitality—yet also chaotic, unstructured, almost instinctive.
And the speck of Shuhu's origin in his hand, compared to that oceanic Path, was nothing more than a slightly livelier droplet.
Now, under Yaoshi's will, that droplet was being forcibly interpreted—disassembled—re-empowered.
Wei Qing understood immediately what he had to do.
He stopped trying to swallow Abundance with a Destruction-forged shell.
Instead, he used his consciousness as the guide, and Yaoshi's temporarily granted permission as the bridge, actively embracing that boundless Path-power.
He felt his very essence undergoing a violent metamorphosis.
The stillness-born body Nanook had forged—tilting toward Destruction—was, under Yaoshi's will, miraculously made compatible with Abundance's overwhelming vitality.
The Path of Abundance, like an infinite star-river, finally unfolded a sliver of its iceberg before him—this was the first time he'd ever "looked at" a Path from such a strange angle.
But he also sensed the price:
This state depended on Yaoshi's continuous gaze and grace.
Wei Qing's consciousness rose and fell within the torrent of Path-information like a lone skiff entering a boundless sea of life.
He could tell—if Yaoshi withdrew that gaze and the temporary authority, the balance would collapse instantly. The shell that had been forced to house Abundance's essence might even recoil in unpredictable ways.
But no matter what…
At least in this moment, he had truly touched Abundance.
Then Yaoshi's voice—like a gentle tide—brushed across his mind again:
[When I die, you shall replace me.]
One casual sentence.
Weight enough to overturn the structure of the universe.
For reasons unknown, Yaoshi did not fully hand over Abundance's authority right then and there—
but the declaration of succession alone was already earthshaking.
If one day Yaoshi truly fell, Wei Qing would become the new Aeon of Abundance, inheriting that authority.
At that moment Wei Qing practically wanted to drop to his knees and call Yaoshi Mom, ready to provide eldercare on the spot.
Compared to Destruction and Hunt…
This Abundance was generous to an absurd degree. If you ask, They actually give.
And then—
[Ding! Congratulations, Host: you have become an Emanator of Abundance. Main quest complete. Title unlocked: "Three-Surname Vassal."]
[As a three-surname vassal, you're unlikely to be favored by any single lord. If conditions allow, you should look for another opportunity to change employers.]
[Quest reward obtained: "A Conversation with the Neighboring Boss (One Time)."]
["A Conversation with the Neighboring Boss": One-time skill. Upon use, you may converse with any Aeon that exists in the cosmos, and the target must respond.]
Wei Qing: "..."
What the hell?
The system's notifications always arrived at the worst time, in the most speechless way possible.
Direct conversation with an Aeon, and they must respond—normally, that would be a god-tier, outrageously unfair ability.
To the Genius Society or the Intelligentsia Guild, it would be priceless.
But Wei Qing had literally just received Yaoshi's response—and had just been named Yaoshi's successor.
Compared like that, the "one-time conversation" felt even more useless than that earlier "Colleague's Dignity" skill.
At least "Colleague's Dignity" wasn't one-use.
If Herta ever learned what happened—and what Wei Qing thought about it—she'd probably curse him for being ungrateful.
But before Wei Qing could even react—
The warm, all-embracing tide abruptly froze.
Not because Yaoshi withdrew grace.
Rather, because something razor-sharp forced its way into this space saturated with Abundance.
The entire Luofu seemed to be twisted tight—pulled into the tension of a bowstring stretched to its limit.
An invisible string-note trembled through every inch of space, carrying an absolute, unforgiving intent to kill.
Wei Qing's whole body went cold.
This feeling wasn't unfamiliar.
Just like the death-future Fuli had shown him—
this was an Aeon arriving with killing intent.
But unlike Finality…
What descended now felt like an arrow already loosed—relentless, refusing to stop until it struck.
Wei Qing lifted his eyes with difficulty.
Beside Yaoshi, endless starlight had somehow been replaced by pure, cerulean blue.
A phantom yet majestic figure condensed within that blue radiance.
Tall as an ancient hunter who had stood unshaken since time immemorial.
Its face was indistinct—only a pair of eyes burning with vengeance pierced through spacetime, locking onto Yaoshi.
The Aeon of Hunt—
Lan.
Following the scent of Abundance, They descended with unstoppable pursuit.
All battlefield noise was swallowed by that absolute killing intent.
"…?"
"No, bro…"
Wei Qing felt his head starting to throb.
Yaoshi wasn't afraid of Lan—otherwise Yaoshi wouldn't still exist across this star sea after Lan had been born and had hunted for millennia.
But him?
He was afraid.
Right now, he could be considered a "little Abundance Aeon" in the making.
Was Lan going to treat him as extra rations and shoot him on sight?
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