“Curious, Ye Yu quickly inquired of the Dream System.
After all, this question was crucial.
If any jade-slip divine art could be learned with Negative Emotion Points, that would be huge!
The Dream System soon replied.
“Gods differ from immortals. Having ascended to godhood, one possesses a personal Dao; each god’s Dao is unique, so the divine arts they create naturally differ. Currently, the Host can only use Negative Emotion Points to learn divine arts related to their own Dao.”
Upon hearing this explanation, Ye Yu was instantly enlightened.
No wonder Gu Ji’s divine arts progressed so slowly—her Dao had nothing to do with his. Even if he did learn them, he could never unleash their true power.
But this divine art was different.
Wind of Resentment—its very resentment aligned perfectly with his Dao: Negative Rules Supreme!
So divine arts have this limitation—understood.
That means choosing one’s Dao is vitally important, like a cornerstone determining future development.
If so, when I later ascend to Immortal Emperor in the Mortal Realm, I must choose my Dao very carefully!
Wait—the Dream System said “currently,” not “absolutely.” Perhaps there’s hope?
Ye Yu then asked whether he could one day use Negative Emotion Points to learn divine arts unrelated to his Dao.
The Dream System answered: “The future holds many uncertainties, but at present the Host cannot do so.”
Ye Yu nodded and did not press further.
Instead, he began studying the divine art jade slip.
He had used all his Negative Emotion Points to advance his cultivation; his remaining balance was just over fifty million, and it had all come from Lü Hengqian. Learning Wind of Resentment to Perfection needed far more.
So he still had to work harder!
Over the next month, Ye Yu began taking every commission he could find.
He successfully conned five more gods into becoming cripples.
They not only handed over their divine arts but, before leaving, earnestly thanked Ye Yu with heartfelt sincerity.
They nearly softened his heart—of course, that would never happen!
For these pampered gods who’d never known adversity, Ye Yu felt compelled to press even harder—for their own good.
So that in the future they would view things with more clarity and not remain so naïve!
On the path of educating gods, Ye Yu felt his mission was long.
After such sustained effort, Ye Yu’s strength soared again, and he ascended to Early Great God Realm. He not only mastered Wind of Resentment to Perfection but also learned Despair Forest.
The former damages the soul; the latter excels at control—both extremely practical divine arts.
In addition, there were four divine arts unrelated to Ye Yu’s Dao that he could not yet learn!
But that did not mean they were useless.
During his travels in the Divine Realm, Ye Yu learned much news.
For instance, there existed a trading hub called Balance City.
It was said to be a Divine Domain created by an Ancient God Realm powerhouse.
It opened once every hundred days, allowing gods to trade there.
However, the admission fee was one thousand divine stones—astronomical even in the Divine Realm.
But high price implies high value.
At the very center of Balance City stood the Artifact Balance, like a giant scale.
If both parties wanted an equitable exchange, they placed their wares on the pans. Whichever side weighed more signified superior goods, and the lighter party had to add more until balanced.
The motto: not a single coin lost.
Hearing of such a marvelous device, Ye Yu grew curious and planned to visit.
Coincidentally, Balance City opened tomorrow.
Ye Yu wasted no time and set out.
His items to trade were the four divine art jade slips.
He hoped to exchange them for arts suited to his Dao—or if none were available, a divine artifact would suffice.
The next day, Ye Yu arrived at Balance City.
Interestingly, at the entrance was a carving resembling a scale—most distinctive.
Two white-robed Dao boys stood by the gate collecting divine stones.
Though divine power flowed within them, they were not true gods but faint apparitions.
Perhaps the Ancient God’s reputation was too great, or perhaps rules must not be broken.
The gods all cooperated, paying their thousand divine stones without a single troublemaker.
Seeing this, Ye Yu approached and handed over his stones. He had no shortage of them now.
Upon entering the city, Ye Yu was shocked to see a dozen divine corpses hanging on the city walls.
Their shoulders were pierced by hooks, each body perfectly balanced and level, without a tilt.
Ye Yu frowned—what did this mean?
As he pondered, a handsome god approached.
“The ones hanging here are rule-breakers executed by the city’s owner as a warning. Is this your first time in Balance City? Would you like a guide? I’m cheap—two thousand divine stones. I can help you avoid many pitfalls and secure the items you want. How about it?”
At his words, Ye Yu glanced at him. A Late True God Realm powerhouse—yet a fiend.
Ye Yu didn’t hesitate and tossed two thousand divine stones to him.
In an unfamiliar place, a guide would indeed be helpful. If he proved useless, Ye Yu wouldn’t mind levying more divine stones from him—his stones were by no means free!
Gu Yingbai stared in mild surprise—he hadn’t expected Ye Yu to be so generous, without even bargaining. “Looks like I’ve met a wealthy one!”
Gu Yingbai pocketed the stones and offered his name. “Senior, my name is Gu Yingbai—call me Xiao Bai. Many come to Balance City to trade, but even more are scammers. So before trading, you must be exceedingly careful. What do you wish to trade? I can take you to the appropriate district.”
