Bringing some shocking pranks to the Cultivation World
Chapter 50 - 50 43 Gourd

50: Chapter 43: Gourd?

Gourd!

50: Chapter 43: Gourd?

Gourd!

The Demonic Energy Shield protected his body, as the Dragon Tiger Qi expelled the unclean air.

In just a few minutes, Qianhu felt at least one-tenth of his inner strength being sapped away.

He looked around at the Mountain God’s Resentment that was diffusing, the spreading flames, and the everywhere-present indescribable presence, his eyes filled with concern.

Zhou Li, you can’t die!

Swinging his hand, he sliced open the collapsing roof of the wooden hut.

Qianhu, holding his breath and focusing his mind, twitched his ears, seeming to have heard something.

He kicked off from a rock beside him and quickly darted toward the village chief’s house not far away.

In two to three minutes, Qianhu made his way through the wall of fire, cleaved through the unclean and resentful air, and then arrived at the nearest intersection to the village chief’s house.

It was then that he suddenly saw a massive, thick pillar standing within the chief’s dwelling.

No, not a pillar!

Suddenly, Qianhu’s pupils contracted, and the phantom image of a demonic tail with huge spikes appeared behind him.

Blade in hand, he bent down, staring at the thick pillar before him, and then, he lifted his head.

Carving the mountain into a god!

Looking at the Giant Stone Statue freed from the high mountain before him, Qianhu felt a chill filling his heart.

He understood that this towering Giant Stone Statue, as lofty as mountain ranges, was the masterpiece of the Mountain God’s Resentment fused with the mountain that had been worshiped for decades.

Judging by its size, the Mountain God’s Resentment must have surpassed the cultivation he could achieve in this lifetime.

Thinking about how the Mountain God had been blown apart, Qianhu suddenly felt everything made sense.

As it now seemed, it wasn’t the amount of resentment that limited the size of the Giant Stone Statue but rather that the mountain was too small to bear the Mountain God’s resentful demise.

At this moment, the body of the Giant Stone Statue began to be infected by a strange red glow.

Its tightly closed stone eyes suddenly snapped open, filled with unresolved anger and hatred.

Accompanied by a roar that echoed through heaven and earth, the Giant Stone Statue suddenly turned, staring intently at the Mountain God Temple not far away.

Qianhu glanced there subconsciously and saw Zhou Li, naked, squatting on the ground as if searching for something.

Meanwhile, the stone giant that blotted out the sun raised its fists and smashed them down heavily on the Mountain God Temple.

Demonic Body, condense!

Without any hesitation, the Jinyiwei Thousand Household, originally clad in red robes, was instantly enveloped in a mist of grey.

Amidst the fire and resentment in the mountain village, a pitch-black scorpion, as big as a chariot with sharp pincers, appeared at the side of the Giant Stone Statue.

Among the Demon Race, the Demonic Body of the Thousand Household was one of the strongest kinds, brimming with Demonic Qi it could reach the height of six meters and the length of twelve meters, a truly colossal beast.

Even though he had expended a lot of Demonic Qi in the recent fight, the current Demonic Body of the Thousand Household still stood three meters tall and six meters long.

Yet, before the mountainous terror of the Giant Stone Statue, even Qianhu was only the size of its foot.

Lifting his head, the scorpion’s eyes reflected the ferocious visage of the Giant Stone Statue.

Its strange features slightly wrinkled, as if mocking Qianhu’s presumption.

Qianhu lowered his head, uttering no words, nor did he show any sign of retreat.

Faced with the slowly falling yet mountain-collapsing-like heavy fists, he didn’t hesitate or show any intent to back down.

In an instant, Qianhu charged into the teetering Mountain God Temple, his scales flared, pincers thrust forward, directly shielding Zhou Li beneath him.

Boom!!!!

With the deafening impact, the Mountain God Temple crumbled like shattered dominoes, and the stone fists, compiled of mountain rocks and accompanied by terracotta fragments, heavily smashed onto the fully armored scorpion.

At once, Qianhu’s cries of pain echoed throughout Mountain God Village, but what followed was a roar after the silence.

“My lord, my mission is complete!!!”

Bowing his head, eyes the size of cartwheels filled with pain and hope, the scorpion spoke in a hoarse voice to Zhou Li, “Run, don’t look back, the resentment cannot leave this place, run fast!”

The words had barely left his mouth when the heavy fist that crashed down on him suddenly burst apart, with sharp stone spikes embedding directly into the body of the giant scorpion.

In an instant, Qianhu’s eyes went dark, his demon body instantly dissipated, and his bright red robe was left tattered and torn.

The eight-foot-tall man fell rigidly before Zhou Li.

At the very last moment, Qianhu seemed to see Zhou Li sigh, and then it was Zhou Li’s standing figure, as well as the figure of the person beside him.

Before he could get a clear look at the other’s face, Qianhu slowly closed his eyes.

“Lord…

Big Brother, what is this?”

Wrapped in a deep red dress embroidered with golden pheasants, the girl’s powerful body was accentuated by the brocade belt sewn with green patterns of forest and leaves.

A tiny, fiery red gourd pendant lay quietly nestled amid the parted overlap of her dress, revealing a glimpse of snowy white beneath.

With her forefinger gently pressed to her lips, her brows lowered, the girl looked at the unconscious Qianhu by her snow-white feet and hesitantly said:

“Your demon subordinate?”

“This…”

For a moment, Zhou Li didn’t know quite what to say.

He clicked his tongue and rubbed his chin with his right hand, the bracelet strung with seven jade gourds emanating a faint red glow, “Not exactly, but his ultimate goal was probably to kill me.”

“But, this…”

The girl’s eyes, clear and bright as glass, filled with bewilderment.

To her, Qianhu’s recent appearance of heroic sacrifice would make her believe Zhou Li was Qianhu’s long-lost father if you told her so.

And at that moment, the giant stone statue, seemingly infuriated by Zhou Li and the girl’s disregard, angrily raised its right arm and smashed it down hard.

Thud.

The boulder, the size of a house, hovered over Zhou Li’s head, casting its shadow over the entire Mountain God Temple.

For a moment, it felt as though time had come to a standstill, with the boulder frozen in place within the halls of the Mountain God Temple, mere inches from Zhou Li.

Yet it was this gap of less than a meter that became an insurmountable chasm.

The giant stone statue stared blankly at its own stone fist, heavy as ten thousand catties, its rough surface filled with sharp edges, and the unique cyan color of mountain stone attesting to the boulder’s hardness.

However, beneath such a mighty fist that could shatter city gates with a single blow, was a tender, pale little fist.

Under the shadow of the giant fist, the girl lazily tilted her head, her clear eyes showing an indifferent expression.

Qing Zhi’s delicate face was framed by slightly parted rosy lips, and her voice, like spring rain nourishing grass, resonated throughout the village.

“Is that all?”

The giant statue, formed from the Mountain God’s resentment, seemed to hear the provocative words of the girl and immediately lost its mind.

It didn’t ponder why its full-strength strike was easily neutralized by the girl, nor did it consider the tremendous power she must possess.

Swamped by a mix of new hatred and old grievances, the Mountain God raised both fists and slammed them down again.

Crack.

Suddenly, countless cracks appeared on the surface of the frozen fists, with vines-like golden threads entwined around the girl’s hands, emitting a passionate red glow.

As the stone statue progressively crumbled and let out a pitiful roar, the girl blew on her white fist and nonchalantly waved it away.

Then she turned around, smiled brilliantly at Zhou Li, and asked:

“Am I not impressive?”

“Big Brother!”