My Ability Is Role-playing

After listening to Ma Ran’s words, Qing Dai and Pei Ming, who were already too timid to resist, immediately fell silent.

The word "rations" sounded ominously unsettling.

Stern-browed Zhu Ding seemed ready to say something, but the moment the words were about to leave his lips, Ma Ran’s gaze cut them off at the throat, forcing him to swallow them back down without a word.

"Then, you will first enter the Chaos Star Domain."

Ma Ran’s gaze was calm as he gently waved his hand: "If you perform well enough and prove your value on the battlefield, once everything settles, regaining your freedom is not impossible."

With his gesture, Zhu Ding, Qing Dai, and Pei Ming were enveloped in deep blue light, their forms gradually shrinking until they condensed into three points of blue starlight, merging into the Chaos Star Domain.

At the same time, the Watermelon Spirit, manifesting from the will of the Endless Plane, did not remain idle. Although it was unclear what method it used, the increase in red starry dots over the Chaos Star Domain showed that its mobilization efforts were quite effective.

"You’d better enter the Chaos Star Domain as an Observer first, assess the situation, and let your subconscious adapt to the battlefield environment."

Ma Ran looked at several Supreme Rulers in the Divine Court. His tone was calm yet firm, embodying a power that commanded belief: "When the time is right, I will notify you."

Cang Lian, Golden Domain, Lan Xi, Chi Xiao, and Mo Xing all nodded in agreement without objection.

So Ma Ran turned his head to look beside him at Su Qiangwei: "As a Leader of the camp, I must concentrate my full Energy on commanding, unable to attend to other matters."

"Your mission is more demanding, not only needing to guard my safety from nearby."

"But also multitask as an Observer, evaluating the situation, ready to enter the Chaos Star Domain for combat at any moment when needed."

Su Qiangwei did not think he was joking, responding seriously with, "Don’t worry."

"If anyone wants to harm you, they’ll have to step over my dead body first."

The current situation is...

Ma Ran, as the strongest point also simultaneously the weak point of the main universe camp, if he were to be beheaded outside of the Chaos Star Domain, would cause the situation to completely fall apart.

Who knows if the Main Universe’s will, manifested as the Orange Spirit, can grant a second person the Leader status?

After all, it seems a bit crazy and not very reliable.

Even if it could be done, who can guarantee they’ll do better than Ma Ran?

Probably no one.

Even someone as confident and resilient as Su Qiangwei only imagines competing with Ma Ran in personal martial prowess, never believing anyone else in the world could be stronger in leadership or charisma.

"Then, now, I must follow Ma Ran’s guidance, splitting a thought avatar as an Observer into the Chaos Star Domain!"

Su Qiangwei’s heart stirred slightly, her gaze resting on Ma Ran, a wisp of white smoke appearing between her brows: "Moreover, the majority of my Energy must stay in the outside world, protecting his safety."

This white smoke twisted and contorted, transforming into a Q-version stick figure of a miniature Su Qiangwei.

Only to see this little figure waving its toothpick-like long halberd, leaping into the Chaos Star Domain.

In the mist covering the star domain, there was faintly an additional white point of starlight.

"Blue starlight represents the Executors on the Main Universe side."

"White starlight represents the Audience of both camps."

"Red starlight represents the Executors of the Endless Plane."

Ma Ran’s gaze locked onto the Chaos Star Domain, finding the dim white starlight to be the most numerous, with red and blue starlights not yet showing a significant difference in quantity.

His gaze shifted, looking at the opposite Watermelon Spirit: "Is this trying to fight a prolonged battle? Using war heritage to exhaust me?"

The current situation is...

The side of the Endless Plane is clearly not giving their all.

In a mind’s turn of thought, Ma Ran sat cross-legged with five hearts facing the sky, a brilliant golden light flying from between his brows into the Chaos Star Domain, seemingly entering a semi-meditative state.

...

Chaos Star Domain.

Ranzhou.

In a small town tucked among mountains and rivers.

More than twenty teenagers, fifteen or sixteen, were sweating profusely, practicing sword skills.

"Alright, today’s morning swordsmanship training ends here!"

Wan Haihao, carrying a long sword, spoke boldly: "Although none of you have Extraordinary Talent, and are destined not to achieve Longevity and Vision, if you practice diligently, honing your battle skills, you can still achieve greatness on the battlefield, bravely kill enemies, gain military merits, and achieve a distinguished career!"

"In sword there is a golden house, in sword there is beauty!"

"Even an ordinary person who cultivates swordsmanship to the Ultimate Realm might kill a true Extraordinary One!"

"If anyone among you can achieve this level, you would certainly enjoy a lifetime of glory! Drink the strongest liquor, wear the finest clothes, eat the most delicious food, marry the most beautiful wife, live in the largest mansion!"

These words were crude, lacking in higher philosophy, but the youths loved to hear them.

By the end, the exhausted boys, tongues like panting dogs, with eyes sparkling with excitement, were inspired, blood boiling, wishing they could quickly grow to adulthood and become courageous and mighty Sword Heroes, earning fame and glory, accomplishing great deeds!

Filled with motivational speeches, the youths began to chatter noisily.

"My grandfather and father worked hard for two generations, accumulating enough wealth to support my Sword Dao cultivation, eating meat daily. I must seize the opportunity to become Master Wan’s most prized disciple!"

"Don’t dream! Your frail arms and legs show a lack of medicinal supply, relying on meat intake, making your body impoverished, Qi and blood depleted; you’re no match for me! I’m clearly the strongest disciple under Master Wan!"

"Ha! All of you go compete for second place! I graciously claim the top spot!"

"What kind of skill relies solely on the sharpness of a sword? If I had a Wind Listening sword, I’d defeat you in just ten moves!"

"That’s my inherited wealth advantage, why shouldn’t I use it? If you seek fairness, why not live as those impoverished families do? Avoiding medicine for body refinement, not eating meat, enduring hardship daily?"

Hearing the youths’ debates, Wan Haihao shook his head and said helplessly: "Only those who are sincere with the sword can truly excel in Sword Dao!"

"You are the worst batch I’ve ever taught."

Saying this, Wan Haihao sighed: "I’m not targeting anyone specifically, my point is, ever since the Sword Master became hidden, since the Seven Spiral Sword Sect split, the Swordsmanship on Cangming Land has lost inheritance, with each generation worse than the last."

"Based on societal development laws, this should not be so."

"The present should be stronger than the past, the future should be stronger than the present, that is the correct way!"

The boys who were chatting while tending their swords were shocked by these words.

"The legend of Sword Master Lin Qiubai is too strange. No one knows for sure if it’s true or false!"

"Single-handedly achieving Human Race unification, shouldering the Human Race, resisting natural disasters, rising against fate... is this really something a person can achieve?"

"Agreed! The Sword Master is also just a flesh-and-blood human being, perhaps overly idolized by his disciples and sons in emotional retrospection, distorting judgment during the writing process, excessively deifying him!"

Wan Haihao furrowed his brow, a hint of anger appearing on his face.

Just as he was about to teach these disciples a lesson, a sound of hooves suddenly approached from a distance.