Seizing the BOSS Template at the Start

Chapter 524: Chapter 269: Saint: Marti Radner_2

”No, no, brother is always brother, I am not big.” Luoning hugged the crystal ball, burying her slightly reddened face behind the Divine Inscription, and said sullenly.

”Haha, I knew it, Luoning is the best.”

After teasing the little girl’s face red, Baiyi contentedly walked towards his room to first accept the inheritance and then plan further development.

The SSS-levels are about to enter the Legendary Domain on a large scale.

The SS-levels are also entering the Golden Domain in large numbers.

A large number of individuals with astonishing potential have been discovered in the three small worlds, but none of them are SSS-level.

This is strange, but not unexpected.

After all, Baiyi’s top-level potential relies on the panel, Diane relies on God, and Aileen relies on the curse.

Only Luoning and the others truly rely on talent.

Counting Luoning, only six top-level individuals have appeared in the entire Federation, with a total of only three top potentials appearing in over a thousand years of the Dawn Calendar.

Apart from Luo Men, one has fallen, and another has disappeared.

From this, it’s apparent how rare top-level individuals are.

This is also why the Federation regards six top-level individuals, including Diane, as more valuable than their own eyes.

Returning to his room, lying back on the bed, Baiyi thought for a moment and decided to first transform his magic power.

He never had a significant need for magic power. An Alchemist’s magic power is primarily for alchemy inscriptions and material blending, these auxiliary functions.

The most crucial among them is the alchemy inscription, but even with alchemy inscriptions, unless it involves long hours of manufacturing or creating top-level constructs like a giant statue.

The magic power required is not as much as one would imagine.

Saints might be a bit different; if there were a specialty similar to the Holy Soul, Baiyi would become even more versatile.

[Your Intelligence is about to transform into Holy Intelligence, please proceed with the transformation in a safe environment, 5...4...3...]

Baiyi watched the countdown on the panel, his eyelids growing heavy, and he slowly closed his eyes.

Darkness, silence.

A void that seemed to contain nothing filled all of Baiyi’s senses.

Feeling somewhat lost, he looked around, a hint of doubt appearing in his eyes.

This didn’t seem much different from a spiritual inheritance.

”Confused?”

An elderly voice sounded, causing a significant ripple in Baiyi’s spirit, and he abruptly looked towards the direction of the voice.

There, an old man was smiling at him.

The moment Baiyi saw the old man, the whole world shook violently, with mountains, rivers, grasslands, and flowers all appearing.

Suddenly, Baiyi felt a tangible sense of his body; he looked down and found that his all-black attire was exactly the same as his real body outside.

This transformation seemed... somewhat different from the previous ones.

”Marti Radner?” Baiyi was uncertain but felt that this old man was the same voice that appeared when the Holy Soul awakened.

”Yes, sit down.”

Marti gestured gently.

Baiyi was silent. He quietly sat across from the old man and asked, ”You didn’t die?”

”No, dead.”

”Then...”

”Death is merely a concept; who says that memory can’t be another form of living?”

Baiyi was thoughtful: ”May I ask you a few questions?”

”Aren’t you already asking?”

Marti raised his hand, and a cup of tea appeared in front of Baiyi, the ethereal aroma of the tea filling Baiyi’s nostrils, making him feel extremely comfortable throughout his entire body.

The panel also lit up with a slight glow.

[Intelligence +1.]

[Intelligence +1.]

[Intelligence...]

”Saints are so powerful, why would they disappear? This era has been open for a long time; why am I the first Saint?”

Baiyi picked up the teacup but put it down again, having a premonition that this thing was the inheritance, and once he drank it, the specialty would automatically awaken, and this meeting would end.

But he had too many questions he wanted to ask, so he wanted to stay a little longer.

”Quite perceptive...”

The slight mumble didn’t reach Baiyi’s ears, and Marti’s face remained kindly: ”With a smile, he asked, when you awakened the Saint’s inheritance, did you know what a Saint is?”

”I know, the Saint’s duty is very noble, it’s a respected profession.”

”No.”

Marti shook his head, surprisingly denying Baiyi’s answer.

Baiyi was a bit surprised; the Saint’s duty was to maintain certain balances, allowing living beings to live longer within an era. In Baiyi’s eyes, the profession should be the world’s guardian...

Marti smiled and said, ”With or without Saints, the world develops the same.”

”For the world, whether it is destruction or rebirth, it’s all part of growth.”

”After countless eras, the only ones who need Saints have always been the Saints themselves, so we’re not great, we are just some who want to break free from original destiny in the world’s development.”

Baiyi heard this argument for the first time: ”But you all worked hard, for the people of that time, you were indeed great.”

Marti smiled and asked, ”Does it matter? Saints have passed through many eras, but now it has come to your era.”

Baiyi was a bit taken aback, and asked, ”I can’t comment on that; everyone sees Saints differently. I just want to know, Saints are so powerful, why would they still disappear? Logically, Saints in this era should be able to stand at the pinnacle of the world.”

Marti seemed a bit sentimental, waving his hand to produce a chessboard: ”Can you play chess?”

Baiyi glanced at it, it was Go, and he nodded: ”I’m okay.”

Clunk.

A black stone fell on the tengen: ”Your turn.”