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

Chapter 198: Origin Heavenly Venerable Arrives, the People of Feiwu City Have a Feast

Qingshui Village, the Great Thunder God observed the departing expeditionary troops with an expression of disbelief in his eyes.

"They're going on an expedition already?"

Beside him, Zhu Zhuangshi looked at the imposing and domineering Great Black Dog with envy in his eyes.

Looking at the Great Thunder God next to him, Zhu Zhuangshi suddenly became much bolder.

In the past, if he encountered other strong True God Level experts, he would have kowtowed and kneeled.

But after following the Guardian God for some time, he had become fearless.

Of course, he still had to show reverence to the Guardian God.

"You get used to scenes like this after seeing them so often," Zhu Zhuangshi shared with the Great Thunder God in the manner of an experienced person.

After following the Guardian God, which one of these old men didn't become immune to such scenes?

The Great Thunder God glanced at Zhu Zhuangshi and said with a wave of his sleeve, "Those who are too afraid to sit at the table because they are pressed down by a dog are not worthy of speaking to me."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Zhuangshi's previous air of experience instantly disappeared, replaced by a look of grievance.

Some time ago, when they were feasting, Zhu Zhuangshi had drunk too much and reminisced about the glorious years while hugging the Great Black Dog.

But who knew that the Great Black Dog would just press him down.

Wang Chongshan next to him immediately teased Zhu Zhuangshi, "My sworn brother is extraordinary, how can you act recklessly?"

Wang Chongshan's sworn brother was none other than the Great Black Dog.

Upon hearing this, Zhu Zhuangshi's face became even more aggrieved.

...

Outside Feiwu City.

Officials stood in two rows, lined up outside the city.

The expressions of these officials varied.

Some were hopeful, some were anxious, and some were heartbroken.

"General Ji, why did you stay behind?" The man with a small beard wore a blue robe and looked tall and majestic. He tied a gray belt around his waist and exuded a strong aura.

Ji Buran glanced at Wang Chunfeng and remained silent.

Seeing this, Wang Chunfeng didn't get angry either. He clasped his hands and said in a friendly manner, "We are colleagues from now on, so we should take care of each other."

Feiwu City had no ancient gods, only a city lord.

Ji Buran was the chief commander of the city lord's mansion and also commanded a battalion.

Now, with unexpected changes occurring, the important figures of Feiwu City had chosen to evacuate.

Ji Buran was currently the highest-ranking person who had chosen to stay in Feiwu City.

As for Wang Chunfeng, he was a businessman with no official position. He had pledged his loyalty to the new god, so he had become the representative of the new god's faction.

At this moment, they stood outside the city, welcoming the arrival of the new god's convoy.

These officials harbored different intentions as they stood outside the city.

The light rain was nothing to these cultivators.

Wang Chunfeng looked at Ji Buran and smiled, "General Ji, do you look down on a mere merchant like me?"

Only then did Ji Buran take a serious look at Wang Chunfeng. His voice was deep, concise, and powerful, "Never."

"That's good. I have always admired General Ji," Wang Chunfeng smiled, "When the Great Lord arrives, we should all serve the gods together."

When mentioning the new god, Wang Chunfeng's eyes were filled with awe.

The new god would assimilate some of the people, but not everyone would be assimilated.

The new god had also promised that those who were loyal and devoted could leave the mortal realm with the new god and live forever.

Wang Chunfeng's foundation was in Feiwu City. If he left Feiwu City, all the accumulations of his first half of life would be in vain, so he chose to stay in Feiwu City.

There were many opportunists like him.

Of course, in Feiwu City, there were still many ordinary people who were elderly and weak and couldn't leave Feiwu City.

Even with Foundation Building and Primal Core cultivation, it was very likely that they would die if they left Feiwu City in such turbulent times.

Ji Buran couldn't bear to abandon the people under his rule, so he chose to stay.

"Mm." Ji Buran looked at Wang Chunfeng and nodded.

At this moment, Wang Chunfeng thought of something and said, "General Ji, the new god is coming, and we, as the people, should do something. We are planning to hold a banquet for the young girls. General Ji, as someone who is most familiar with Feiwu City, please help us prepare the young girls."

A hint of coldness flashed in Ji Buran's eyes, but he quickly restrained it, "Feiwu City is in ruins, and we should carefully consider holding a banquet for the young girls."

"General Ji, are you not interested?" Wang Chunfeng's smile became even more pronounced.

"I don't understand what you mean," Ji Buran's eyes showed anger as he brushed his sleeve and glanced at Wang Chunfeng.

Wang Chunfeng clapped his hands.

Immediately, two guards led a child who appeared to be seven or eight years old.

The child struggled as he was being restrained.

Wang Chunfeng laughed and said, "If General Ji can't bear to hold a banquet for the young girls, then we'll hold a banquet for the young boys. I've made a small effort and caught a young boy."

"You!" Ji Noran became furious.

Because the person Wang Chunfeng brought over was his own child.

He chose to stay in Feiwu City and coexist with the city.

He did not force his family to be like him.

So, he sent his own family out of the city.

Never did he expect to be caught by Wang Chunfeng.

How could he not be angry!

The aura of the Violet Palace, to which he belonged, erupted at this moment, and he wanted to kill someone!

Seeing this, Wang Chunfeng calmly said, "The Lord is about to descend. General Ji, are you planning to rebel?"

Wang Chunfeng had always wanted to seize power and plot against Ji Noran, becoming the most trusted subordinate of the evil god.

Ji Noran's aura filled the air, wanting to make a move, but he suppressed it.

Just then, the sound of a suona came from the front.

The people outside the city immediately looked over.

They saw a long procession slowly moving in the sky.

At the forefront were a dozen middle-aged women dressed in mourning white, flying in the sky and crying loudly, filled with grief.

The mournful sound of the suona was heart-wrenching, causing pain and sorrow to anyone who heard it.

"Whose funeral procession is this, and why are they heading towards the city?

Today is the day of the arrival of the new god. If they see this, it will anger the new god, and we will all suffer!" Wang Chunfeng became furious. "Guards, drive away those mourners!"

At this moment, Ji Noran couldn't help but say, "The dead should be respected."

"They are a bunch of troublemakers. Don't they know what day it is today? Choosing to hold a funeral procession on this day, their hearts deserve to be condemned!" Wang Chunfeng was truly afraid that the funeral procession would disturb the new god.

He was also puzzled as to why someone would hold a funeral procession into the city at this time.

He couldn't figure it out, and the most worrying thing finally happened.

At this moment, a lazy voice sounded.

"Is it the charming Venerable Fengliu ahead?"

Upon hearing this, the golden-eyed man instantly sensed something unusual.

However, as the new god, he was still in the occupied area and had great courage. "Speak."

"Our funeral procession is missing a key figure. I wonder if Your Excellency would deign to become a corpse?" The voice was light and carried a sense of refusal.

These words echoed outside the city.

The officials waiting outside were dumbfounded.

This was not a funeral procession, but troublemakers!

Ji Noran was also puzzled. Who was this... so audacious!

In the current occupied area, everyone was in danger, so where would there be ancient gods coming to manage Feiwu City!

He looked at the funeral procession and a strange expression flashed in his eyes.

"Daring!" The chariot of the Fengliu Venerable exploded with his furious voice, and the woman in his arms turned into a bloody mess.

He glared at the crowd in front of him, his eyes filled with killing intent. "Report your name, I won't kill nameless people!"

"Qingshui Village, Origin Heavenly Venerable." Qi Yuan said leisurely, "Alright, can I borrow your corpse now?"

At this moment, Wang Chunfeng, hearing this, became a little bolder. "Daring to be disrespectful to the divine, you are seeking death!"

This was his best opportunity to show himself!

Did you think that with the presence of the divine, victory was assured and you were ready to kill the weak?

But who would have known that at this moment, the seemingly powerful and imposing Venerable would shout loudly.

"I remember your name, my brother-in-law will not let you go!"

After uttering these harsh words, Venerable chose to flee.

Although he did not sense any danger, it was still better to run in this situation.

Venerable's escape left Wang Chunfeng dumbfounded.

Qi Yuan looked at Venerable running away and couldn't help but sigh, "He puts on such a grand show, making me think he's a heroic figure. I never expected him to be a coward."

As Qi Yuan sighed, four true gods suddenly appeared in front of Venerable.

These four true gods were none other than the Four Arhats.

They were the Arhat of Joy, the Arhat with Long Eyebrows, the Arhat Guarding the Gate, and the Arhat of Delight.

The four Arhats, who could traverse the heavens in a single step, intercepted Venerable's escape route.

"Let us borrow your body!"

The four Arhats spoke simultaneously, their voices like thunder.

Seeing these four Arhats, Venerable's expression froze, "The ancient gods of the Flying Spirit Mansion are here? No, you are not the ancient gods of the Flying Spirit Mansion!"

These four Arhats were not any of the ancient gods he remembered.

The four Arhats couldn't be bothered with Venerable's words and attacked at the same time.

Arhat Fist!

This was both a martial art and a Divine Ability.

Eight fists attacked Venerable, who felt an immense pressure.

Although he had opened four Divine Apertures.

In theory, with the power of a single Divine Aperture, he could easily handle four opponents.

But facing these four, he felt that even if he were facing just one, it would still be difficult.

"Who are you?" Venerable shouted, struggling to hold on.

If these four grew up, they would undoubtedly become great venerables.

And not just ordinary great venerables.

The four Arhats couldn't be bothered with Venerable and continued to attack.

The four of them attacked Venerable together.

The surrounding area continued to collapse.

The mortal realm was very stable, and even a full-powered attack from an ordinary Yin god would only destroy a city.

If it weren't for one of the Arhats protecting them, the battle between the true gods would have affected them as well.

At this moment, Venerable fought while trying to persuade them.

"Your talents are second to none, even among our new gods. Why serve the ancient gods?"

Venerable spoke the truth.

"Let us borrow your body!" The four Arhats remained unmoved by Venerable's persuasion, repeating Qi Yuan's words.

The battle became more and more intense, eventually reaching a white-hot state.

Venerable felt anxious as he pondered a way to break the deadlock.

The only way to break the deadlock was to capture the thief first.

There were four true gods here, so the guardian god of the Qingshui Village must have a gap in their defense, with only one true god protecting the others.

If he quietly went over and captured Qi Yuan, he could get through this ordeal.

While fighting, Venerable moved towards Qi Yuan.

"Too slow, at this rate, I'm afraid the banquet will be delayed." Qi Yuan looked at the battle between the true gods, bored, "Four Heavenly Kings, what are you..."

Qi Yuan didn't finish his sentence because there was no need to.

At that moment, Venerable's divine power suddenly surged and rushed towards Qi Yuan.

There was a smug smile in his eyes, "I have experienced a divine war and emerged from the slaughter. How can you, pampered natives, fight against me?"

He charged towards Qi Yuan, full of pride.

"Heavenly Venerable, be careful!"

"Heavenly Venerable, be careful!"

With Venerable's voice, the Four Heavenly Kings suddenly stood in front of Qi Yuan.

These four beautiful women, each with their own strength, were all true gods.

The Four Heavenly Kings made their move, and the remaining twelve Arhats formed a protective circle around Qi Yuan.

The aura emanating from these Arhats is also genuine divine power.

Seeing this scene, the smile in the eyes of the elegant Venerable froze, and he swallowed hard, somewhat incredulous.

"Kill!"

Sixteen true gods made their move simultaneously.

Sounds of pipa, umbrella spinning, and bells filled the air.

The elegant Venerable saw twelve pairs of iron fists charging straight towards his face.

"No!"

Powerful divine energy swept over.

Encountering such a powerful attack, the elegant Venerable's Divine Aperture shattered in an instant.

However, the iron fists continued.

The elegant Venerable's Divine Aperture couldn't hold up and shattered one by one.

Qi Yuan looked at the pitiful state of the elegant Venerable and couldn't help but sigh, "If you had lent me your corpse earlier, it wouldn't have been so miserable. Maybe if I'm in a good mood, I'll even let your spirit have a seat at the table."

With Qi Yuan's sigh, the elegant Venerable was brutally beaten to death by the iron fists.

How could a young man like the elegant Venerable withstand the iron fists of more than ten burly men?

Qi Yuan's eyes carried a smile as he looked at the officials outside the city.

At this moment, all the officials were dumbfounded.

They looked at Qi Yuan with deep shock in their eyes.

The elegant Venerable had actually been killed!

And... by twenty true gods!

Fei Ling Mansion, how could there be so many true gods?

"Let the feast begin." A coldness flashed in Qi Yuan's eyes. "Kill all those who were ready to help the evil god. It just so happens... we can extend the feast for another day."

With Qi Yuan's voice, the Dragon Subduing Arhat and the Tiger Subduing Arhat rushed into the crowd as if entering an empty space.

In an instant, cries of pain, weeping, and wailing could be heard.

The officials, who had previously looked down on all living beings, were as fragile as paper in the hands of the Dragon Subduing Arhat and the Tiger Subduing Arhat.

Qi Yuan looked at Ji Buran, his voice becoming lazy. "I have a task for you."

Ji Buran felt nervous and put on a serious expression. "Please speak, Venerable!"

Before him stood an ancient god, a god who dared to stand up for Feiwu City. Ji Buran admired him greatly.

"We came all the way to Feiwu City just to hold a feast for the elegant Venerable. The chef, the mourning team, and the band are all ready, but we forgot to bring food. Go prepare some and bring it over." Qi Yuan casually said.

The villagers behind him, upon hearing the word "feast," became quite hungry.

Following Qi Yuan is the happiest thing for them, especially when it comes to feasting.

Ji Buran, on the other hand, was a little confused, but in the end, he nodded. "Alright!"

He didn't understand this guardian god of Qingshui Village, but he felt that he must have a deeper purpose than just holding a feast.

This action must have a profound meaning!

"Origin Heavenly Venerable has arrived. The people of Feiwu City... will have a feast." Qi Yuan looked at Ji Buran's back and the towering city in front of him, suddenly feeling something.

Qi Qi stood by the side, her eyes filled with excitement, but deep inside, there was a faint sense of loss.

Unfortunately, Tianfu... and the other cities, those innocent people who died tragically at the hands of the evil god, didn't have the chance to feast, to feast on the evil god's feast.

Qi Qi decided that she would eat well, eating on behalf of all the fallen people of Tianfu.

Qi Yuan took the storage bag from the elegant Venerable's body and casually glanced at it. "If I had met him a few months earlier, he would still have the qualifications to be my White Moonlight. But now... is this all he's worth?"

Of course, there were no good items in the storage bag, but the power of the evil god and experience points were increasing.

This was still a pretty good harvest.

However, when Qi Yuan's gaze paused slightly, he saw a tattered helmet in the storage bag. The helmet was riddled with holes, and there were still bright bloodstains on it.

On the helmet, Qi Yuan felt a familiar aura.

"Wenqi, is this... your great-grandfather's helmet?" Qi Yuan waved his hand, and the dilapidated helmet appeared in front of everyone.

The power of the evil god flowed within the helmet, and one could foresee how fierce the battle had been.

PS: There's one more chapter at 2:30.

(End of this chapter)