Gold Core Is A Star, You Call This Cultivating Immortality?

Chapter 173: Seating, Thirty Days in a Row!

The red-dressed wolf dog soared through the air, its figure alluring.

The people of Shijia Village had fearful expressions on their faces.

Qi Yuan looked at the red-dressed wolf dog, the god of Shijia Village, with a strange expression in his eyes.

"Has it mastered a strand of Origin Divine Ability with its complete Divine Infant?" he asked.

With just one glance, he could tell that the so-called deity in front of him had limited strength, only slightly stronger than the villagers.

A mere complete Divine Infant was able to condense a strand of Origin Divine Ability through the villagers' worship.

This was already quite terrifying.

In the Ash Water World, if Divine Infant cultivators could master Origin Divine Ability through such means, it was not hard to imagine that the entire Ash Water World would be in chaos, with "deities" everywhere.

It should be noted that in the Great Shang Kingdom, there were dozens of Divine Infant cultivators, and there were thousands in the hundred nations, but not a single one was at the Violet Palace stage.

This showed just how big the gap was between Violet Palace and Divine Infant.

The red-dressed wolf dog, with its alluring figure, stuck out its broad tongue. "The taste of a newly born ancient god must be delicious."

Devouring ancient gods could enhance one's cultivation.

The red-dressed wolf dog looked at Qi Yuan with shining eyes.

Qi Yuan, on the other hand, maintained his high demeanor and casually said, "Hmph, you little monster, you should be able to give me a lot of experience points, right?"

After arriving in this realm, Qi Yuan discovered that his character level was different from the usual Level 1 to Level 100.

Now, he was a divine creature at Level 1.

And the red-dressed wolf dog in front of him was a divine creature at Level 55.

The difference between the two... was extremely large.

It was comparable to the early stage of Primal Core compared to the late stage of Divine Infant.

Moreover, the other party was a deity in the territory, wielding Origin Divine Ability with its Divine Infant.

Generally speaking, Qi Yuan could indeed defeat it easily.

Now, without summoning his Stellar Gold Core, it would be difficult for Qi Yuan to bridge the gap in levels with his in-game strength.

"My subjects, worship me!"

"Follow me to kill the enemy!"

At this moment, the red-dressed wolf dog let out a seductive shout.

The villagers of Shijia Village couldn't help but frown, their faces turning pale.

Obviously, facing the sudden appearance of Qi Yuan, the ancient god, the red-dressed wolf dog appeared contemptuous on the surface, but when it made a move, it went all out.

Countless red dots flew out from the bodies of the villagers and landed in the hands of the red-dressed wolf dog.

In the end, they formed a large wolf tooth club.

Shen Tu looked at the wolf tooth club, his gums trembling. "This is a sacrificial weapon!"

Sacrificial weapons were formed by the worship of the people and contained the hearts of the people, representing the origin of the world.

Of course, according to Qi Yuan's understanding, this was a Law Weapon that could unleash Origin Divine Ability.

"Quite interesting," Qi Yuan exclaimed in surprise.

It was the first time he had seen someone engrave Origin Divine Ability into a Law Weapon like this.

At this time, Village Chief Yu Lei and nearly a hundred villagers had already arrived.

Looking at the red-dressed wolf dog, which absorbed the worship of the villagers, fear could be seen in their eyes.

"We're done!"

"Evil god... Ah!"

"Go, quickly help Lord Deity!" Village Chief Yu Lei spoke up.

All the villagers didn't hesitate. At this time, they needed to form a united front to help Qi Yuan.

But Qi Yuan said, "The more the merrier at the feast."

Facing a Level 55 divine creature, Qi Yuan had no fear.

"Sword, come!"

He shouted.

Suddenly, the long sword behind him unsheathed.

The long sword was blood-red all over, with intricate patterns engraved on it. On the hilt, seven ferocious faces sat, each with a different expression.

A surging blood aura filled the air, and the sky above Shijia Village turned blood-red.

The sky was covered in a layer of blood, as if a giant demon had descended.

The villagers from Qingshui Village, who had come to support, couldn't help but stop in their tracks.

That terrifying blood aura... was like an evil army that had slaughtered countless living beings.

The villagers of Shijia Village looked fearful, saying, "Evil god!"

"It's actually an evil god!"

Just now, the villagers of Qingshui Village had said that the deity of Shijia Village was an evil god.

Now, the villagers of Shijia Village were saying that the deity of Qingshui Village was an evil god!

Qi Yuan looked at the red-dressed wolf dog and said, "You have the support of your subjects and the backing of the temple, but I have a sword to cut off your dog head!"

This time, when he said "cut off your dog head," Qi Yuan said it with a clear conscience.

Because the other party really had a dog head.

"Sword, go!"

Qi Yuan didn't make a move himself.

His golden body was not in danger.

If he, at Level 1, were to be hit, it would be a disaster.

The long sword engraved with Origin Divine Ability flew towards the red-dressed wolf dog.

The red-dressed wolf-dog looked terrified.

"Where did you get the sacrificial vessel from?"

She was puzzled.

The other party had clearly left the temple and the estate, so why did they still have a sacrificial vessel, and such a terrifying one at that?

The wolf-tooth club in her hand was nothing compared to that horrifying long sword.

"Cut off the dog's head!" Qi Yuan ignored her and gave the command.

The long sword engraved with Origin Divine Ability rushed towards the red-dressed wolf-dog.

The Origin Divine Ability induced by the Heart Demon of the Virtual Realm Master was displayed.

A carved-level Origin Divine Ability was not something a Divine Infant at the peak could withstand.

In just half a breath's time, the guardian deity of the Shi Family Village fell into madness.

"Eat, I want to eat!"

As the sword flew past, the head of the red-dressed wolf-dog fell to the ground.

The dignified guardian deity was easily killed.

A massive amount of experience entered Qi Yuan's body at that moment.

His level went from Level 1 to Level 2, Level 3, and finally stopped at Level 11.

The villagers of the Shi Family Village were stunned.

Village Chief Yu Lei was also stunned.

The villagers behind him were dumbfounded.

The deities who had left the temple shouldn't be weak, right?

How... could they kill the new god of the Shi Family Village?

Especially the fat man who had been prepared to laugh at Qi Yuan before, his eyes widened at this moment.

"Our god may have some mental issues, but his strength... is so strong!"

A village like theirs, with such a dilapidated temple, how could such a powerful god appear?

It didn't make sense.

Village Chief Yu Lei's eyes fell on the blood-colored long sword.

"It's not the god who is powerful, it's the sword!"

He could see that the Origin Divine Ability aura contained in that sword was particularly strong.

With further advancement, it could even become a Divine Weapon!

That was a powerful Divine Weapon capable of suppressing an entire city!

"Our ancient god was born with a sword, perhaps... he is the offspring of a true god!" Village Chief Yu Lei speculated.

Otherwise, how could an ordinary guardian deity be born with such a powerful accompanying sacrificial vessel?

The other villagers also felt a surge of excitement upon hearing this.

The deities of their rundown village had quite a background!

"Our god is so strong, can we have two steamed buns for a meal?"

These villagers boldly fantasized.

At this time, the villagers of the Shi Family Village were even more fearful.

Especially the most arrogant family in the village.

They had invited the new god, and their fate was closely tied to him.

If the new god were to fall, they...

"No!"

A terrifying wolf head broke free from the body of a villager.

Then, dozens of villagers' bodies had wolf heads emerging from them one after another.

"They have been assimilated by the new god. If the new god falls, they will also transform into... divine monsters!" Shen Tu hastily explained.

The more loyal one was to the new god, the more benefits they would receive. The new god would assimilate them and become the guardians of the temple.

And if the new god were to fall, they would become mindless divine monsters driven only by killing.

The previously arrogant family in the Shi Family Village suddenly had dozens of divine monsters appear.

"The little monsters died and turned into little little monsters?"

Qi Yuan glanced at them.

The blood-colored long sword turned into a stream of light.

"All evil shall be banished!"

"Behead them all!"

"Let the feast begin!"

"Thirty days of feasting!"

A feast hosted by a deity was somewhat shabby and could only last for one day.

But if they were to kill an entire family, wouldn't they be able to feast for several days?

The blood-colored stream of light flew through the Shi Family Village.

With each beheading of a villager transformed into a wolf-dog person, a trace of satisfaction appeared on Qi Yuan's face.

The day of the feast could be extended for another day.

In just over ten breaths of time, all those terrifying divine monsters were killed by Qi Yuan.

His experience grew slightly, compared to the guardians, the experience gained from those divine monsters was negligible.

After killing all the divine monsters, Qi Yuan and Shen Tu landed in the Shi Family Village.

Qi Yuan's face was solemn, emitting a powerful aura.

The blood-stained long sword is returned to its scabbard.

The remaining villagers of Shijia Village kneel down in fear, pleading, "Mercy, my lord!"

There is no escape now, they can only beg for mercy.

"We don't believe in the new gods, everything was forced upon us by that damn Shifu Gui!"

The burly man who was previously held down also kneels respectfully, saying, "Thank you, my lord, for saving my child. My life belongs to you, my lord!"

Facing Qi Yuan, these villagers are filled with immense fear.

After all, this deity killed their village's guardian god.

They lower their heads, silently waiting for their fate.

After all, people like them who believe in the new gods are greatly disliked by the ancient gods.

Some who are arrogant and unruly are directly killed, while those who are kind-hearted are treated more kindly.

This new god in front of them, with his bloody sacrificial tools, doesn't seem like a good person to associate with.

Their fate that awaits them may be cruel.

"What should you do now that your guardian god is dead?" Qi Yuan speaks up, asking the kneeling villagers.

The villagers present are all on edge, not knowing why this ancient god would say such things.

"Judge the crimes of the new gods and hold a trial assembly!"

"After the trial assembly, pledge allegiance to the ancient gods!"

"Build a new temple for the ancient gods and create new idols!"

These trembling villagers say, accepting this reality.

Compared to losing their lives, building a temple and idols is really nothing.

Seeing these villagers babbling on, Qi Yuan is speechless.

Do these people have no common sense?

"The evil gods are already dead, what you should do is feast!"

"The minions of those evil gods have already been killed by me, more than thirty of them, so this feast... will last for thirty days!" Qi Yuan says loudly.

His voice echoes in Shijia Village.

The villagers of Shijia Village, upon hearing this, are completely dumbfounded.

Feast?

What is this?

Even the man surnamed Wang, who was previously kneeling, changes his expression and finally says, "Hurry and prepare, let's feast!"

The villagers nod in agreement, saying, "Yes, let's feast!"

At this point, being able to stay alive is already good enough, so they will do as the ancient god says.

Thus, in Shijia Village, the lights are on and a feast is prepared.

The villagers of Qingshui Village look at each other, and finally, with Qi Yuan's approval, they eagerly come to the feast.

Looking at the abundant food on the tables, even meat, which makes the villagers of Qingshui Village salivate, who wouldn't?

They have been hungry for too long.

Without the blessings of the gods, their water source has been cut off, and their crops have yielded almost nothing.

In contrast, Shijia Village is filled with various grains in their granaries, and there is no shortage of fat pigs, chickens, ducks, and fish.

Even Qi Yuan is somewhat surprised.

No wonder everyone believes in the new gods.

Following the new gods indeed brings good things to eat.

More than thirty tables are set for the feast, and Qi Yuan doesn't touch his chopsticks, while the others dare not touch theirs.

At this moment, Qi Yuan stands up and raises his wine cup.

"Today, we gather here with heavy hearts."

"The heavens weep, the earth mourns. My good brother, the guardian god of Shijia Village, the Wolf Dog God, has unfortunately passed away and left us forever."

Qi Yuan's voice is impassioned, tinged with sorrow.

The people of Shijia Village look at each other, while the villagers of Qingshui Village wear expressions of confusion.

At this moment, Qi Yuan extends his palm and says, "On this mournful day, let us deeply remember."

Upon seeing this, the man surnamed Wang immediately puts on a serious face.

Suddenly, several old women dressed in white come out of Shijia Village.

"Oh god, you died so tragically!"

"Wuwu..."

These old women are specifically here to mourn.

They cry pitifully, deeply moved, as if their own loved ones have passed away.

Hearing their cries, Qi Yuan feels a sense of ceremony.

"Let the feast begin!" He starts eating directly, almost performing the act of swallowing a pig's head whole.

He is just... too hungry.

Since transmigrating, he has never been this hungry before.

And the villagers of Qingshui Village eat like hungry ghosts, too.

Some secretly eat and hide some food.

They are just... too hungry.

...

In Qingshui Village.

Two old men lie on a haystack, eating steamed buns.

"Ah, what does any of this matter in such times?"

"It's almost time. If Lord Shenming dies in Shijia Village, our Qingshui Village will probably be finished as well. Luckily, I still have some dry rations, so I won't starve to death."

"This newly born ancient god is really strange. If he stays in the village, we can buy some time. But if he goes to Shijia Village, it's like throwing a meat bun to a dog."

These two old men represent the voices of almost everyone.

No one believes that the newly born ancient god can defeat the new god.

And even if he does defeat the new god, the outcome will be disastrous.

The current Feihuang City can be said to be half under the control of the new god.

There is almost no place for the ancient god to exist.

Just then, a rustling sound came.

The old man looked puzzled and asked, "Jiang Dama, what are you doing in the middle of the night?"

A middle-aged woman who looked extremely weak raised her head, her eyes shining, but she said weakly, "Feast."

"Huh?" The old man felt that these two words sounded familiar, as if he had heard them somewhere today.

"Lord Shenming has killed the evil god, and there is a feast in Shijia Village. We are going to help... eat."

Upon hearing this, the old man was immediately stunned.

Lord Shenming killed the evil god?

And it's a feast in the evil god's territory?

His eyes lit up, "Feast!"

Those things are not important, the feast is important.

...

In Shijia Village, the evil god was killed, and the largest family was completely wiped out by Qi Yuan.

A pile of food and supplies were found.

On the first day, it was the evil god's feast, and on the second day, the feast continued.

Anyway, so many people died, the feast must go on!

One day, a thin horse pulled a carriage, and in the carriage sat an old man in a Confucian robe, with a thin and bony figure.

He had his eyes half closed, looking like he had suffered serious injuries.

"Sir, are you alright?" Huang Mengying asked worriedly.

"The new god in Kuangfeng Town is quite powerful. Now the town has five hundred guards, as solid as a rock. In its own territory, I... fought with it... and suffered serious injuries. I need three years of rest before I can fight again," the old man in the Confucian robe said with self-blame, "Alas, I am ashamed of what Lord Huang entrusted to me."

Huang Mengying's worry deepened upon hearing this, but she still said, "As long as you're not in danger, sir."

"It's a pity that out of the seven towns, six have fallen under the rule of the new god. Feihuang City is struggling alone," the old man in the Confucian robe sighed.

Feihuang City has always believed in the ancient gods.

There is also an ancient god worshipped in the city.

But twenty years ago, the ancient god suddenly fell into a deep sleep and wouldn't wake up.

The situation in the city changed drastically.

There were many wealthy households in the city secretly instigating the welcoming of a new god.

Huang Mengying's father, the lord of Feihuang City, naturally didn't want to welcome a new god and suppressed the wealthy households in the city.

However, those wealthy households in the city, unable to influence Feihuang City, secretly conspired with the major towns, planned to overthrow the ancient god, and welcome a new god.

Now, out of the seven major towns under Feihuang City, six towns already believe in the new god.

As for the villages, the majority of them believe in the new god, with only a few believing in the ancient god.

The old man in Confucian robes was a good friend of the lord and a strong Violet Palace Late Stage expert invited personally by the lord to deal with the new god in the six towns, intending to eliminate the influence of the new god.

Unfortunately, he only managed to kill one new god and was seriously injured when he encountered the second one.

At this moment, the sound of a suona (a Chinese wind instrument) came, making it seem particularly lively.

This was quite rare in the villages near Feihuang City.

The old man in Confucian robes was slightly stunned, "Boy, what's going on in the village ahead?"

"Sir, let me go and ask."

The boy driving the carriage got off and ran towards the village ahead.

Not long after, the boy returned, "Sir, it's Shijia Village ahead, they... are having a feast!"

"Shijia Village, having a feast?" The old man in Confucian robes was somewhat confused.

If he remembered correctly, Shijia Village had an evil god.

"The ancient god from Qingshui Village killed the evil god in Shijia Village and then they had a feast!" the boy said.

Upon hearing this, the old man in Confucian robes immediately smiled, "Such an interesting thing, I must go and see."

Huang Mengying next to him was also interested.

Because, what was happening before their eyes was indeed quite extraordinary.

In such a chaotic world, it was rare to see an ancient god killing a new god.

And to kill a new god and then openly have a feast was even rarer.

After all, the new gods were powerful now, and some ancient gods were struggling to protect themselves and didn't want to oppose the new gods.

"Let's go and take a look," Huang Mengying said with some curiosity.

She was well-versed in the county records and knew the gods worshipped in the various villages of Feihuang City like the back of her hand.

The god worshipped in Qingshui Village was the God of Dogtail Grass, the lowest-level kind.

How could such a god kill the evil god in Shijia Village?

Driving the carriage with different thoughts in mind, the old man in Confucian robes and Huang Mengying arrived at Shijia Village and saw a bustling scene.

At the same time, they also saw several coffins on the ground, and people mourning.

The originally solemn occasion seemed particularly ridiculous at this moment.

(End of this chapter)