Ancient One

[Accidentally Entered a High-Tier Match: Holy crap! Holy crap! A Gundam! Tony! I want to pilot a Gundam too! I'm begging you!]

[Sect Master of Yunlan: Is this the power of technology that Tony spoke of?]

[Martial Arts King: No, it should be called the combined power of technology and cultivation. Furthermore, the attack from that suit of armor just now was already comparable to a strike from a normal Nascent Soul cultivator.]

[Martial Arts King: To integrate formations and technology to such a degree in just half a year... As expected of someone whose group name is Mortal Body Rivaling Gods. It is truly well-deserved.]

[The Empire's Strongest Female General: Incredible. Even I would have absolutely no confidence in withstanding that blade.]

[Dual Cultivator of Buddha and Dao: As expected of Mr. Tony! So amazing! And the Anti-God Armor is so cool! It looks cool, and the name is cool too!]

Everyone watching the livestream in the chat group fell into a heated discussion. Even Luo Hao admired Tony a little. She had no doubt that if Tony were in the Campione world, he could easily become a Godslayer by relying on the power of technology and the supernatural.

And the most excited person in the group was undoubtedly Ying Zheng.

Originally, although he often chatted with Tony and used points to buy some basic technological items from him, what he wanted more was to cultivate immortality.

But after watching Tony's livestream, he finally understood why Gu Xiaoxiao once said that there was fundamentally no superiority or inferiority between cultivation and technology.

In the future, after he unified the Nine Provinces, it seemed he could be like Tony, developing both cultivation and technology simultaneously, and ultimately merging them together.

If so, perhaps he could unify the entire world in a very short time, rather than solely focusing on cultivation where only he as an individual became stronger while the civilization of the entire Great Qin progressed slowly.

Just as all the group members were fiercely discussing...

[Innate Wife-Taking Physique has entered the livestream.]

The originally noisy livestream instantly paused, and the next moment...

[Martial Arts King: Husband! You have finally appeared! How is the situation?]

[Innate Wife-Taking Physique: Hehe, everything went smoothly. Look at my level.]

[Martial Arts King: That is good.]

[Accidentally Entered a High-Tier Match: Holy crap! Tier Four! Brother Changsheng, have you broken through to the Void Refinement realm?!]

[Emperor Through the Ages: Broken through to Void Refinement? Doesn't that mean Mr. Chen has already achieved immortality?]

[Innate Wife-Taking Physique: Haha, it can't be considered true immortality. I still have to undergo a heavenly tribulation every three thousand years. If I can't survive it, I will be turned to ash.]

[Sect Master of Yunlan: What's the difference between that and immortality?]

[God of Angels: If Mr. Chen has broken through to Void Refinement, do you still need to come to my world to awaken a martial soul? Although the others in the group all want to come, they can't afford the points, much less the hundred-thousand-point realm-crossing talisman. I haven't even officially opened for business yet.]

[Mortal Body Rivaling Gods: Buddy, you finally showed up. How about it, did my results scare you?]

At this moment in the Marvel world, Tony looked in pleasant surprise at Chen Changsheng who had joined the livestream. While asking, he took out the Mind Scepter from his storage bag and thrust it directly into the portal device, completely closing the wormhole.

And Chen Changsheng looked at Tony, who was putting both the Mind Scepter and the Tesseract into his storage bag, with a smile on his face.

[Innate Wife-Taking Physique: Tony, as expected of you. I was indeed scared.]

[Mortal Body Rivaling Gods: Hahaha, buddy, for a genius like me, doing this kind of thing is perfectly normal. How about it, are you interested in my Anti-God Armor? If you are, I'll give you a new one.]

[Innate Wife-Taking Physique: Oh? The normal state of your armor is no less than Golden Core combat power, and it can even unleash a Nascent Soul strike. If you sold it to the chat group, it would probably fetch the price of a top-tier Level Two item. You're actually willing to give it to me?]

[Mortal Body Rivaling Gods: It's just tens of thousands of points. For me, who has already set my sights on the universe, it's just a small number. In three months, I'll send you a new one.]

Tony promised with incomparable extravagance, and then prepared to enjoy the fruits of victory that belonged solely to him.

However, right at this moment...

"Tony Stark, you are truly impressive, but the power you used shouldn't belong to Earth, or even this universe."

A plain voice mixed with admiration rang in Tony's ears, and then Tony saw a bald woman wearing a yellow robe who had appeared before his eyes at some unknown time.

"You are! The Sorcerer Supreme!"

"You really do know me."

The Ancient One looked at Tony's startled appearance and smiled, nodding her head.

Meanwhile, in the livestream, Chen Changsheng, who was preparing to return to the real world of Campione, looked at the suddenly appearing Sorcerer Supreme. He silently purchased a realm-crossing talisman and sent an invitation to Tony.

Since Tony was so generous, he couldn't fall behind.

Of course, just in case he messed up in the Marvel world, he directly used his newly comprehended external avatar method. He didn't know which Greek god's ability it was, as he had just swallowed them all in one gulp anyway.

In any case, the avatar created by this external avatar method had ninety percent of his power, except for lacking the Yin-Yang Diagram and the Myriad Transformation Sword Gourd.

If it was just the Ancient One, he was confident he wouldn't be at a disadvantage.

And Tony naturally received Chen Changsheng's request immediately. His heart, which had been in his throat, instantly settled down, and he then chose to accept.

After doing all this, he looked at the Ancient One.

"Does the Sorcerer Supreme have some business with me?"

"Don't be nervous, Tony Stark, I mean no harm."

Seeing Tony looking at her somewhat unkindly, the Ancient One smiled and spoke.

"Actually, I was also in New York just now."

As she spoke, she raised her hand. It could be seen that even though there was no longer an energy supply, she still had the enhancement of the grand formation.

No!

Tony looked closely and saw that the Ancient One was still continuously siphoning energy from his arc reactor.

Seeing this, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch as he looked at the Ancient One.

"Sorcerer Supreme, I'm not a dimensional demon god. My energy is very expensive. Could I ask you to please stop stealing it?"

"Oh, apologies, I've gotten somewhat used to it."

The Ancient One severed her siphon on the reactor with a smile on her face, completely lacking any embarrassment at being caught.

"Tony Stark, may I learn a bit about this energy from you? Did you know? It is very mysterious and has attracted the attention of many dimensional demon gods. Yet, the person I have chosen has not yet grown up, which has caused a great deal of trouble for me."

"So what do you want? Make Tony give up using his power and surrender without a fight?"

Chen Changsheng's voice rang out as he simultaneously appeared half a step in front of Tony, faintly shielding him behind his back.

And when the Ancient One saw Chen Changsheng's appearance, she couldn't contain the surprise in her eyes.

"I just experienced hundreds of thousands of time loops, yet I never saw you once. But now I see you here. Can you tell me your origins?"

"I have no obligation to tell you my origins, but you must explain clearly what you intend to do to Tony!"

Hearing this, the Ancient One looked at Chen Changsheng and Tony, who were watching her with vigilant expressions, and sighed.

"Alright, the truth is, I want Tony to inherit the title of Sorcerer Supreme."

Chen Changsheng: "Huh?"

Tony: "What?!"

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