Qingshui tentatively asked the Ancient One.
"I already told you, it just looks good."
The Ancient One continued to suck on his fingers, still not quite satisfied, and said to Qingshui.
Looks good?
"Ancient One, why don't we sit down, have some late-night supper, and talk?"
Seeing the Ancient One, Qingshui had a ton of questions he wanted to ask.
"There's late-night supper this late? Are we ordering delivery? Then I want KFC!"
"Uh... I have several professional chefs employed at my manor, and we usually keep a good stock of ingredients. But if you want KFC, I can send someone to get it right now."
"I don't want KFC anymore. Please, I must experience the corrupt life of a capitalist!"
"Alright, I'll give the orders. We'll prepare a few small dishes for you, and some drinks. We can chat while we wait."
Fifteen minutes later.
In a small living room at Watt Manor.
"You call this 'small dishes'?"
The white-haired old man stroked his beard, marveling at the table laden with food.
"My apologies, Ancient One. Due to time constraints, we could only prepare dishes that are relatively quick to make. Since I wasn't sure of your preferences, I had several dishes from major world cuisines prepared, but it's primarily Chinese food. I hope you don't mind."
The Ancient One, with no regard for decorum, rolled up his sleeves and picked up a chopstick.
"It's not bad. Better than what Wong makes."
Wong was the Sorcerer Supreme's assistant, Kamar-Taj's top combatant and culinary master, essentially the Sorcerer Supreme's butler.
Then the Ancient One sat down at the table and began to wolf down the food, even getting grease on his long beard.
He looked exactly like a starving ghost reborn.
Seriously, is this really the Sorcerer Supreme acting like this?
"Ancient One, you can eat slower. Don't choke."
"It's fine. It won't choke me to death. Even if I choke, I can use magic to save myself."
The Ancient One then picked up the Hengshui Laobaigan from the table and chugged it down like it was mineral water.
Hmm, it shouldn't be fake. After all, a normal person couldn't drink like this.
The last time he saw someone drink like this was...
Oh, last night. Thor drank even more fiercely than this, but that guy isn't human.
"Burp... Can I get the rest to go?"
"Of course. So now..."
"Oh, that thing you're wondering about? I was just messing with you. In most futures, you don't do anything bad. In fact..."
The Ancient One had a teasing look on his face.
This old geezer!
So Qingshui proactively refilled the Ancient One's glass.
The Ancient One stroked his long beard with satisfaction.
"Mmm... In 43 million foreseeable futures, you become the Sorcerer Supreme in seven timelines, and you do quite well. So I came to you because..."
Because...
Qingshui's eyes lit up.
"It's to make you the Sorcerer Supr—"
"Oh, haha, Ancient One, you're joking. This junior is too lacking in talent to take on such a great responsibility."
"Hey, don't underestimate yourself. You're doing quite well as the Sorcerer Supreme's assistant."
???
Wait, what???
The Sorcerer Supreme's assistant?
Why does this rotten old man feel so annoying?
I really want to hit him. What should I do?
Qingshui weighed the strengths of both sides and promptly abandoned that thought.
Even though both of them currently held an Infinity Stone, their actual combat power was miles apart.
Purely in terms of strength, even without the Time Stone, the Ancient One was a bona fide Skyfather-level master of magic—the Sorcerer Supreme wasn't powerful because he had the Time Stone. One had to be stronger than all other mages to be qualified to become the Sorcerer Supreme.
This individual, who had lived for hundreds of years, had undoubtedly reached an extremely terrifying level of mastery in magic.
His development and utilization of the Time Stone were almost at their peak; he could even repel invasions from external multiversal divine beings.
Qingshui had only possessed the Mind Stone for three days and only knew its most basic uses.
It would take the Ancient One at most a bit of effort to deal with him.
I'll endure it!
"No, no, no, Master Ancient One, my talents are definitely not enough for such a grand position. My meager abilities are more suited to being a small businessman, doing some humble, unpretentious small business."
Hm, a small businessman worth tens of billions, sometimes even dabbling in arms dealing.
That was about the extent of his capabilities.
"Just kidding, you actually believed it."
The Ancient One took a sip of Hengshui Laobaigan and rolled his eyes at Qingshui.
I'll endure it!
"Then why did you come to find me...?"
"What I said just now wasn't wrong. Among the many futures I've seen, there are indeed seven in which you became the Sorcerer Supreme, and you did quite well. However, you weren't the best among us, so there are more suitable candidates than you."
The Ancient One ate a piece of foie gras, and after swallowing it, continued, "But that's just the future I can see now. The future is constantly changing, especially for someone like you who is connected to extra-dimensional demon gods."
"Extra-dimensional demon gods? Connected to me?"
Qingshui furrowed his brow slightly.
This old man isn't just fear-mongering to trick me into becoming some assistant to the Sorcerer Supreme, is he?
The Ancient One immediately saw what Qingshui was thinking.
"Heh, don't disbelieve it. Don't you wonder how you obtained the memories and powers of your counterparts from other worlds? This might be an anomaly in the operation of the infinite multiverse, but it's more likely the scheme of other dimensional demon gods."
Oh...
Surely there's no connection, right?
"The most important thing is the energy within you; it's very special. Unlike the energy we borrow from various multiverses, yours is essentially a materialized product of your own physical bio-energy combined with your will. This is a great advantage, but it's not pure."
Hm?
What does that mean?
"Master Ancient One, please explain."
Qingshui's expression suddenly became serious.
Chakra was the most important energy system in his body and the foundation of all his strength; he couldn't allow any accidents to happen to it.
"Can you give me a sample of your energy? Just a demonstration, no need to unleash any attacks."
The Ancient One also became uncharacteristically serious.
So Qingshui raised his hands and condensed a Chakra sphere.
To make it easier for the Ancient One to observe, Qingshui specifically condensed Wind and Lightning-attributed Chakra, and slowly merged them into one, forming Separation Release Chakra.
The Ancient One also formed a hand seal and cast an unknown spell to examine the Separation Release Chakra in Qingshui's hand.
"It's just as I expected. There are indeed many intricacies. This energy within you belongs to you, but not entirely. There's a trace of an extremely subtle, yet very high-essence, foreign will within it."
The Ancient One became even more convinced of his speculation.
A foreign will?
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