GA: Chapter 209 – Su Yunqing Finally Rises; I Am the True Protagonist of This Chat Group!
This transmigrator's strength surpassed the Four Emperors—likely somewhere around the Six Paths tier, perhaps slightly above, though not dramatically so. At the very least, the current Uchiha Madara could certainly fight him.
And beyond herself and Uchiha Madara, there were two more group members—four against one. However she thought about it, losing simply wasn't possible.
Lin Fengjiao: "Ahem—even though I participated last time, there's no rule against participating again."
Lin Fengjiao: "I think I could still contribute something."
Master Kau felt a bit awkward—he had already participated once—but the rewards from missions were too precious to decline. He might be a Taoist, but that didn't mean he could refuse.
After all, what Taoist doesn't pursue the Grand Dao?
The [Heart of Demon-Subduing] from last time had significantly boosted his strength and cultivation speed.
Turn Da gu into Soup: "Nobody can resist mission rewards."
Ordinary Zhang Zhiwei: "I hope I won't drag you all down with my strength."
Uchiha Dance King: "Zhang Zhiwei, Celestial Master of Longhu Mountain—I'm interested in your strength."
Uchiha Dance King: "Care to try the virtual arena after the mission?"
Ordinary Zhang Zhiwei: "You don't need to hold me in such high regard."
The early-arc combat in the Naruto world struck Zhang Zhiwei as impressive mainly for the ingenuity of jutsu—not overwhelmingly powerful. But once he got to the battles involving Uchiha Madara and Hashirama, his jaw had dropped.
Early-arc Madara—maybe they could have a decent exchange. But the Six Paths tier? Don't take him for someone who hadn't been catching up on anime. He'd put in as many hours these past few days as any of these young people.
What Six Paths power meant—he was well aware.
Zhang Sanfeng: "This old Taoist doesn't seem to have the ability to participate…"
Even if the version of him from other worlds sounded formidable, his current strength in the chat group was squarely at the bottom.
This mission—he genuinely didn't have the qualifications.
Umaru: "Don't feel bad, Daoist Zhang—watching the livestream with us is just as good."
Umaru: "Wait—they'll stream this one, right?"
Umaru suddenly remembered the last time they hadn't, and asked with a pitiful look.
Ordinary Group Owner: "Depends on who gets picked. If I get selected, I'll stream."
Ordinary Group Owner: "Forget it—enough talk. Let's just go."
Ordinary Group Owner: "Chat group—I'm the Group Owner. If you don't give me a slot this time, you'll see what happens!"
Su Yunqing said it fiercely.
Then in the privacy of her own thoughts, she added:
"Chat group—I've never asked anything of you before. This once, I'm begging. I was just talking with people outside, but now I'm on my knees."
"I'm the Group Owner, after all. If I'm not there, I'll look terrible."
"You not saying anything means you agree."
With that, Su Yunqing activated the chat group's roulette. Every group member with sufficient strength and the desire to participate appeared on the wheel.
As it spun, every member's heart beat just a little faster.
In moments, the three slots beyond Uchiha Madara were filled—and they were:
Ordinary Group Owner. Child of Nature. The oldest Godslayer.
Ordinary Group Owner: "Yes! Yes! I actually got selected!"
Ordinary Group Owner: "Hahahaha—the rise of Su Yunqing officially begins!"
Ordinary Group Owner: "This mission is one small step for me—and one giant step on the road to my growth!"
Su Yunqing couldn't contain her excitement. She hadn't genuinely expected to be included.
She'd always said—she was the Group Owner. How could the Group Owner not even get to participate in missions?
Thinking back to the rewards Bai Xuan and the others had received from previous missions, the smile on her face was completely uncontrollable.
The oldest Godslayer: "As this old man expected."
The oldest Godslayer: "@Martial Arts King—just wait. After this, my enhancement will succeed."
The oldest Godslayer: "There is only one strongest God Slayer—and that is me."
Martial Arts King: "Luo Hao!"
The oldest Godslayer: "Hmph."
The oldest Godslayer: "Let that title sit with you for a few more days. It will return to me before long."
Martial Arts King: "Don't say it like you ever truly held it."
Lighthouse Tycoon: "What a shame—still not me this time."
Lighthouse Tycoon: "Wait—participants from last time… @Child of Nature, why are you in there?"
Lighthouse Tycoon: "Didn't you already participate last time? And you got selected again?"
Lighthouse Tycoon: "That luck…"
Child of Nature: "Shrug.jpg"
Child of Nature: "Luck isn't something I can control."
Worst Elf: "…"
Sacred Guard Left Wing: "Being selected twice in a row is one thing—but if he's selected in the next mission, and the one after that…"
Sacred Guard Left Wing: "Then I'd have reason to suspect it isn't luck at all."
Ordinary Group Owner: "Always being selected? Impossible."
Ordinary Group Owner: "You all might have forgotten—I'm the Group Owner of this chat group."
Ordinary Group Owner: "In chat group novels, the Group Owner always occupies one slot in every mission."
Ordinary Group Owner: "Last time my strength wasn't enough. But now—hehehe."
Su Yunqing smiled to herself, happily imagining a future where every mission had her name on it—and she would rise to the top, one mission at a time.
As for Bai Xuan?
Just good luck.
I am the true protagonist of this chat group.
Kasashita: "I don't know why—but I feel like the Group Owner just dug herself a massive hole."
Umaru: "Same, same. Agreed.jpg"
"…"
The mission participants were confirmed. Automatic transfer would begin in ten minutes.
Bai Xuan withdrew from the chat group and turned his attention back to the battlefield before him. Both the silver wolf and Qin Tian were approaching their limits.
Both were visibly wounded—blood soaking into their bodies.
"They were just starting when I started chatting. Now they're just finishing as I finish."
"The middle disappeared pretty quickly…"
Bai Xuan was mildly surprised. Had he really been in the chat group that long?
"ROAR!"
The silver wolf let out a tremendous howl, silver light blazing from every inch of its body. A ball of energy crackled and churned in its jaws, violent light flickering within it.
"ROOAAARRR—!"
Accompanied by a dragon's cry, Qin Tian's body erupted in flame. Above him, a massive fire dragon condensed from the blaze—golden eyes filled with majesty, a terrifying pressure radiating outward.
A mere apparition—and yet utterly real in presence.
BOOM—!
The silver wolf's attack and Qin Tian's collided—and an earth-shaking blast rang out across the mountains.