Outside the Primordial Gate, in the Shallow-Red Void of the Spark-Heritage Zone.
"Mhm, mhm."
At this moment, Lyra Qin looked at Andrew Han, unable to hide her excitement. She quickly nodded, rising up on her toes as the white-jade zither on her back swayed gently.
In fact—
After learning that Andrew Han had become a Primeval-tier Genius, Lyra Qin racked her brains and finally came up with a clever plan.
It was almost like waiting by the tree for the rabbit.
Her approach was simple: camp out at the only exit of the Primordial Gate and wait for Andrew Han to come out. Since he had become Primeval, he would inevitably leave the Primordial Gate and pass through the entrance sooner or later. Having lived for over a hundred epochs, Lyra Qin didn’t mind a little waiting. She packed up in a hurry and came here to wait—and sure enough, she finally caught him.
She carefully explained to Andrew Han all the benefits of the Chief Genius-Cultivation Supervisor position—how prestigious it was, how much freedom it offered, and the immense authority it held within her Cosmic Ancient Kingdom. The advantages were endless, dazzling enough to make anyone’s head spin.
In summary, it all boiled down to three words: truly excellent.
"Oh."
Andrew Han thought for a moment, neither agreeing nor disagreeing. "I don't have time."
The title of Chief Genius-Cultivation Supervisor sounded impressive—a prestigious Ancient Kingdom position—but in reality, it was just an honorary seat, a name with no real authority.
He wasn't interested.
Yet Lyra Qin, princess of the Cosmic Ancient Kingdom, had waited expectantly at the Primordial Gate’s exit for him. She had waited for more than half a star-year. So Andrew declined gently instead of being too direct—after all, respect is mutual.
"Is there anything else?" Andrew looked at Lyra Qin.
Lyra Qin’s figure was radiant, the jade-green hem of her dress fluttering. As a princess, she carried herself with graceful poise, and the white-jade zither on her back added a pure, elegant artistic air. Her delicate, clear presence could stir countless hearts. "No, no, just think it over again, okay? Everyone has a duty to help build the Ancient Kingdom!"
Andrew was taken aback, then shook his head with a wry smile.
This was the Cosmic Ancient Kingdom, an ancient realm ruling over seventeen star regions and countless stellar systems. Each region was personally overseen by a Cosmic Eternal Realm expert, and the Ancient Emperor himself stood above even that level.
Of course—
But the main reason was that Andrew Han felt no sense of belonging.
From Earth, Andrew had stepped into the stars, using the Chenriver Empire as his foundation. He had skipped over the Ancient Kingdom and joined directly the Spark-Heritage Zone of the Archaic Hall, so he had almost no impression of the Ancient Kingdom.
Standing in the void, Andrew smiled. "Does such a grand Ancient Kingdom really lack a Stellar Palace cultivator like me?"
Lyra Qin hurriedly replied, "We do, we do! Of course we do. You’re a Primeval-tier Stellar Palace cultivator!"
"Is that really so rare?"
Andrew was a bit puzzled.
As far as he knew, there were currently several thousand people in the Primeval Gate.
In the Spark-Heritage Zone’s four Star-Gates, there was only one criterion for determining whether someone was a Genius: their level of talent.
Age didn’t matter; as long as you could overcome adversity and defeat higher-level opponents, you were considered a Human Genius. That was why the Primordial Gate housed hundreds of thousands—most Primordial Geniuses couldn’t find the perfect opportunity to advance and could only endure, refining themselves over time. During that process, new Geniuses joined, and the numbers gradually accumulated.
The Human Supreme Hall had given the word "Genius" a brand new meaning—
Genius didn’t have to mean youth. Whether someone was a Genius had never depended on age; even the elderly could be Geniuses.