My Crazy Upgrade System

Chapter 328: Chapter 327: An Idea

Ye Qingxuan and Ye Wan’Er were both shocked by the Spirit Race Ancestor’s words. Ye Qingxuan hadn’t expected him to see through the matter of her talent transfer with just a single glance.

Ye Wan’Er was even more shocked. ’The talent was transferred to Yi Tianyun? But I was the one who brought him here! They didn’t even know each other before, so how did things escalate to the point of transferring a talent?’

Yi Tianyun, on the other hand, didn’t find it strange at all. The Spirit Race Ancestor was a Divine Rune Grandmaster, vastly superior to others in every respect. It was only natural that he could see through their situation. Besides, he wasn’t worried about any problems arising. The Spirit Race Ancestor’s intentions were already quite clear.

"Talent transfer is actually a major taboo in the Spirit Race. That’s not to say it’s forbidden; there have always been members who transfer their own talents to others. It’s not just you—even I have done so in the past." The Spirit Race Ancestor smiled faintly. "The transfer itself isn’t the issue. The problem is the considerable toll it takes on you, which will have a major impact on your future. Of course, that was your decision, so I will not comment further. Everyone makes their own choices, so you don’t have to worry that I’ll blame you for anything."

Hearing this, Ye Qingxuan breathed a sigh of relief. The Spirit Race Ancestor was very understanding and hadn’t condemned her actions as absolutely wrong.

But Ye Wan’Er was still in a state of shock. She turned to her sister and stammered, "Sister, you... how could you transfer your talent to Yi? You’ve... you’ve barely known him for any time at all!"

Transferring a talent required immense resolve; after all, it was a gamble with one’s own future. The recovery was incredibly difficult, and it could take decades before one even started to get better. It was an extremely dangerous act. Unless one was repaying a tremendous debt of gratitude, they would never do it.

"Well..." Ye Qingxuan didn’t know what to say.

"Wan’Er, there is more to this than meets the eye. Since the Saintess was willing to do this, she must have her reasons." The Spirit Race Ancestor smiled faintly. "After thinking it over these past few days, I’ve concluded that our Spirit Race is in dire need of a Spirit King. This young man has great potential, and now that he has your Celestial Eye Talent, he is all the more qualified. He saved our entire race, and for that act of kindness, I’m sure many would support him... However, that isn’t the true problem, as I believe you well know."

"The Spirit King’s Trial!" Ye Qingxuan blurted out.

"Precisely. The most difficult part is the Spirit King’s Trial. If you cannot pass it, then this debt of gratitude, no matter how immense, will be meaningless." The Spirit Race Ancestor looked at Yi Tianyun and asked, "Are you willing to become the king of our Spirit Race?"

"But for a foreigner like me to become the king of the Spirit Race... is that really appropriate?" Yi Tianyun asked doubtfully.

"It is admittedly a bit unorthodox, but our Spirit Race has had a Spirit King who was not of our race before. In fact, he led the Spirit Race into its most glorious era!" The Spirit Race Ancestor gazed into the distance, as if lost in memory. "So, while this issue isn’t insurmountable, it isn’t simple, either. It all comes down to whether you are willing to become our king."

"Asking you to become our king is largely a matter of our own self-interest. You are young, yet you already possess the skills of a Divine Rune Master. You saved the Spirit Race from a dire crisis, and you have considerable leadership ability and great charisma! Without a doubt, you are the most suitable candidate."

"Undeniably, our Spirit Race currently lacks a leader. My time is over; I can no longer take on that role. Your prestige is already extremely high. All that’s needed is a single spark to set it all ablaze."

"What kind of spark?" Yi Tianyun asked, his eyes narrowing.

’It would be a lie to say I don’t want to lead the entire Spirit Race. This is practically a major Divine Rune sect. Merging it with the Merak Sect would strengthen us immensely in an instant! The Spirit Race’s favorability toward me is extremely high right now. If they joined us, our power would be massively reinforced. We could probably become a Third-Grade Faction without any issues.’

’We can always absorb the Celestial Extreme Mansion later. Merging with the Spirit Race will guarantee we become a Third-Grade Faction!’

"If I’m not mistaken, the Netherworld Empire will definitely send forces to invade us. I will support you with all my might so that you can repel them. As long as you successfully defend against this attack, your prestige will reach its absolute peak!" the Spirit Race Ancestor said in a solemn tone. "At that point, I will lend my voice to your cause, and you will surely become a candidate for Spirit King... As for whether or not you can pass the trial after that, well, that will truly be up to you."

"Ancestor, you trust me that much?" Yi Tianyun asked.

"Yes, I trust that you can lead our Spirit Race to glory!" The Spirit Race Ancestor sighed. "Originally, Thundercloud was the most suitable candidate. It’s a pity his character was too poor. I had intended to temper him, but he ended up betraying us. In terms of both talent and prestige, you now surpass him in every way. With so few outstanding disciples left in the Spirit Race, I believe I have no choice but to put you forward."

"And if Thundercloud hadn’t turned traitor?" Yi Tianyun asked a rather awkward question.

"I would have chosen Thundercloud," the Spirit Race Ancestor replied with unflinching honesty, not trying to evade the question in the slightest.

The answer didn’t surprise Yi Tianyun; he had already suspected as much.

"Undeniably, your talent is superior to Thundercloud’s. But if the Spirit Race had been internally united, we would have been able to defend ourselves even against an attack from the Netherworld Empire." The Spirit Race Ancestor smiled faintly. "Circumstances change, and so must our choices."

His meaning was obvious. Under circumstances of unity, they would never have chosen a foreigner. A foreigner could never be as trustworthy as one of their own, so they would have been out of the question.

But now, things were different. Yi Tianyun had helped the Spirit Race immensely. If he could repel the Netherworld Empire’s attack this time, then even without the Spirit Race Ancestor’s endorsement, the rest of the race would want him to become the Spirit King.

A king is not made by the decree of one person; he can only become king when he is acknowledged by all!

"Alright, I accept the challenge, provided I can pass this Spirit King’s Trial," Yi Tianyun said with a smile. He had no idea what the trial was, but he was sure it wouldn’t be simple.

"Excellent. I look forward to your performance... COUGH, COUGH, COUGH..." The Spirit Race Ancestor began to cough violently, spitting up black blood. It was obvious the poison was acting up again.

"Ancestor, I’ll remove the poison for you right now!" Yi Tianyun said urgently.

"Easy now, take your time. Getting this off my chest has brought me great relief. Even if the poison cannot be cured, at least my final wish has been fulfilled," the Spirit Race Ancestor said, shaking his head.

Yi Tianyun felt a growing sense of reverence. Even at death’s door, the Spirit Race Ancestor was still thinking about the future of his people.

"Don’t worry. Curing this poison won’t be a problem at all," Yi Tianyun said with a calm smile. For him, this truly wasn’t a difficult task.