Chapter 472: Chapter 472

472: Chapter 467: Bestowing a Name 472: Chapter 467: Bestowing a Name Baili An said, “Why don’t you give each other new names?

Could it be that even new names will be stripped away?”

The man laughed heartily, “This issue has been considered by everyone.

In the mortal world, it is only right and proper for parents to name their children, but in this world, the ability to ‘name’ someone is undoubtedly a supreme privilege.”

“You must know that Bronze Gate is the world of the lost owner.

Despite the Divine Skills of moving mountains and boiling seas possessed by the God Demons here, even they are ‘The Nameless’.

We usually distinguish these divine beings by names such as Xuaxu, Xihe, Fengyin, and Taia.

Only this ‘world’ has the right to bestow names, and when you own a name again, it means that you will be greatly protected by this world.”

The man said regretfully, “Unfortunately, the ‘names’ that deities crave are, to us, an extravagant hope that is unthinkable.

Thus, I won’t ask for your name, young man, because in a few years, the name you have now will also be stripped by this world.”

Without reason, Baili An suddenly thought of the big black dog on the mountain that had sought his name.

He furrowed his brows without showing any emotion and asked, “What happens if someone forcibly ‘names’ another?”

The man looked at him peculiarly and said, “Nothing happens, because that possibility simply does not exist.

If you don’t believe me, try naming me, young man.

Once you have the intention to ‘name’, the ‘world’ will make you temporarily lose your voice.”

“Zhao Qian.” Baili An thought for a moment, then recited the first two names from a list of surnames, of course with the mindset of giving it a try.

Yet, he felt no resistance from this ‘world’.

The man was taken aback for a moment, unable to respond, “What Zhao Qian?”

Baili An looked firmly into his eyes and said, “Zhao Qian, your name.

sorry, it just slipped out.

If you don’t name, I…”

“Zhao Qian!” The man’s eyes bulged as if he were struck by some unbelievable fortune from the heavens, and his rough face instantly turned red.

He lowered his head and slapped his abdomen, and the Qi Sea where his Spirit Root was stored suddenly brightened.

This seemingly ordinary man’s Qi Sea housed a Mid-grade Spirit Root.

A golden Spirit Root wavered unyieldingly in a mysterious power next to that Mid-grade earth Spirit Root as if it were a twin flower—a top-grade Spirit Root!

More incredibly, this Spirit Root was indeed a top-grade Spirit Root!

The man, newly named, could not stop trembling and was about to faint in ecstasy.

For he knew well what it meant to receive a name in this world.

Zhao Qian did not dare stand shoulder to shoulder with the young man beside him, as it would undoubtedly be the greatest disrespect and irreverence to him.

His eyes filled with excited tears, he stepped back three paces and knelt behind Baili An in an utterly submissive posture, bowing devoutly as if to a revered deity, “Thank you, my benefactor, for granting me this name!”

Baili An stood still, involuntarily looking down at the palm of his right hand, and furrowed his brows again.

His eyes were dim, not understanding why he seemed to possess an invisible and inexplicable power.

“This matter, do not share with others.”

As a newcomer to the Bronze Gate world, Baili An also knew well that his unique specialness would overturn an uncontrollable tempest.

Zhao Qian, of course, complied with every nuance of attitude, his reverence reaching deep into his bones, and he dared not show the slightest disrespect.

The place for eating was not inside any grand hall, for the tribe had many people and food was scarce, so they rarely cooked, causing mealtime to inevitably be held outdoors.

Any cultivator not capable of crossing the threshold of the transitional calamity would still be considered an ordinary mortal, needing grains to maintain basic bodily functions.

Many in the tribe receiving their meals eyed Zhao Qian with a curiosity, feeling that there seemed to be some indescribable change about him today.

Baili An looked around the crowd, slightly disappointed, not seeing the child who seemed to be the leader from the day before.

Coincidentally, his gaze collided with another and then couldn’t look away.

Amidst the bustling crowd, a figure in a Vermilion Bird Judge robe was particularly striking.

Ying Xiu, astonished, stood in the gather, behind him were other cultivators who had also fallen into the Bronze Gate world.

At the moment, this Crown Prince from the You Dynasty held an empty bowl in his hand, appearing no different from when he had been first encountered in the desolate mansion, a graceful gentleman.

He stood dignified among the crowd, considerately facilitating food for his fellow cultivators.

Although different from begging, it was still a bit awkward and unnatural for Ying Xiu to continuously request food for those behind him from the host.

Baili An quietly watched him and, for some reason, felt a wave of irritation well up inside at the sight of Ying Xiu’s face.

The sky seemed to also respond to his mood, rumbling thunderously.

Zhao Qian shrunk his neck and muttered softly, “Who knows which deity is throwing a fit in the heavens now?”

Ying Xiu, with a graceful posture, handed the bowl he received to his subordinate and then walked towards Baili An, speaking softly, “I really didn’t expect we would meet again so soon.”

Zhao Qian was very surprised, looking at Ying Xiu and then at Baili An, astonishment in his voice, “Benefactor, you … know each other?”

Ying Xiu was even more surprised and looked at Zhao Qian, then with a slight smile said, “Hardly know each other, just a fleeting encounter.”

Baili An did not wish to continue the small talk, and gave a slight nod as a greeting.

He remembered that Ying Xiu was supposed to be safe in Ghost Mountain, but for some reason, he had suddenly appeared in the Bronze Gate.

Just as Baili An was about to bypass Ying Xiu, he was stopped by him.

“Does Young Master Ying Xiu have something else?”

Ying Xiu coughed lightly, no longer showing the hostile and cold demeanor from Ghost Mountain, he nodded to Baili An with a smile, his eyes warm but inevitably betraying a trace of pride, “In light of the earlier loss of the Yin Jade, Ghost Tears Pearl, and Xu Seal, fellow Daoist, these treasures are all important to me, but considering fellow Daoist’s methods are just and not of robbery or plunder, if you are willing to voluntarily return these three items, from then on you can exchange them for the everlasting friendship of the You Dynasty.”