Bringing some shocking pranks to the Cultivation World
Chapter 51 - 51 44 Who are you

51: Chapter 44 Who are you?

51: Chapter 44 Who are you?

The girl’s fiery red hair was tied back, a light green ribbon bundling it into a cute ponytail.

She stood with her hands on her hips, looking at Zhou Li, with the crumbled giant stone statue behind her.

Her petite figure sharply contrasted with the mountain-like boulders.

Zhou Li stared blankly at the scene before him, his expression somewhat dazed.

What the hell, what kind of player did I summon?

Let’s rewind time to the moment of the methane gas explosion.

Transformed into a Bidiao, suppressing the crazed screeching of the Bidiao’s spirit deep inside “what a beep, what a beep”, Zhou Li soared high, watching the Firestarter charging towards the methane pool, with a hint of reluctance flashing in his eyes.

He sighed deeply, mourning for the Firestarter that had accompanied him and Tang Wan for several minutes.

May you rest in peace.

The Firestarter, with its blazing flames, met the methane in a mutual embrace.

As the black, yellow, and red roar covered the village, Zhou Li, flying in mid-air, suddenly froze, his gaze landing on the Mountain God Temple in the distance.

Perhaps it was a stroke of luck amid misfortune; the Mountain God Temple was located a certain distance from the methane pool.

As a result, neither the Mountain God’s Resentment arising from the shattered mud statue nor the much stronger methane reached the temple immediately.

And at the moment the Mountain God Statue shattered, Zhou Li saw a flash of golden light inside the temple.

Initially, Zhou Li didn’t pay much attention to the anomaly in the temple and was ready to leave this trouble-filled place, but soon, that majestic and ethereal voice echoed in his mind once again.

[The Immortal Gourd is but a step away, why leave in such a hurry]

Upon hearing the divine advice, Zhou Li made an immediate decision and accelerated his flight away.

He wasn’t a fool; the Mountain God’s death was too tragic, and its resentment would surely assimilate the village that it had long occupied and even infect the nearby spirits and monsters.

As the instigator, he would definitely be the target of the deep hatred emanating from its soul, after all, it was Zhou Li who personally threw its body into the cesspit and blew it up cleanly with a fire.

If he had stayed, any monster formed from the Mountain God’s Resentment would punch him to death and still be considered merciful.

Seeing Zhou Li picking up speed in mid-flight, the voice that had been waiting for Zhou Li to obediently walk into the Mountain God Temple for its gift suddenly panicked.

[The Immortal Gourd is here, please hold on]

[With this Immortal Gourd, immortality might not be impossible!]

[The Seven Immortal Gourds can withstand immense forces, possess a Vajra Indestructible Body, grant Wind-Following Ears and Thousand-Mile Eyes, control water and fire, hide one’s form, and even manipulate ancient Magical Treasures, why won’t you take the Immortal Gourd!!]

As Zhou Li was about to fly out of Mountain God Village, in a desperate move, that divine-like voice took a final chance, shouting out the last sentence.

[Inside the gourd are seven fairy spirits, turned into fairies by your strange Spring Water, you must take responsibility!]

“Damn, move, ignore it!”

Zhou Li executed a perfect cobra maneuver, streaking across the skies, charging straight for the nearby Mountain God Temple.

The eyes of the Bidiao in the sky were filled with resolve, as if chasing dreams, fearless of flames and resentment.

Whew~

Zhou Li, drifting down from the sky, casually grabbed a cloak from a nearby corpse, flicked it, and the bloodstains on the cloak were scorched away by the flame mixed with resentment.

Covering himself with the cloak, Zhou Li resolutely pushed open the half-fallen wooden door and stepped into the temple.

By this time, the temple was already ablaze with fierce flames, yet on the pedestal where the mud statue of the god used to be placed, there appeared a small and exquisite gourd made of precious jade.

Zhou Li stepped forward, gripped the gourd, and in a moment, the Eight Trigrams Fate Spinner at Zhou Li’s waist gently turned, and he could fully comprehend the ancient characters that appeared before his eyes.

[Intruding Destiny Line: Grandpa died, but Grandpa won.]

[Fate Line has ended.]

The words instantly shattered, and the seven-colored jade gourd, emitting a halo glow, fell upon Zhou Li’s wrist.

Then, it split into seven, and seven differently colored jade gourds, each emitting a faint luster, were strung together and wrapped around Zhou Li’s wrist.

At the same time, that ethereal voice also rang out.

[They …

they are all good children.

Raw jade needs to be carved, and I believe you …

might possibly be a good child in some sense.

The Four-Clawed Evil Dragon will eventually reappear in the world.

Fellow Daoist, guide them onto the right path, and they, in turn, will help you.]

After uttering these words, the voice seemed to sigh with relief.

[I wasted a thousand years of cultivation, daring not to nurture these Seven Immortal Gourds, just to comprehend the seven secrets within and ascend to immortality.

Yet I forgot that the Immortal left behind these Seven Immortal Gourds to protect the common folk from the Evil Dragon’s harm, and I, in my misguided focus on ascending, have eventually exhausted my lifespan.

How ludicrous.]

[Fellow Daoist, not choosing the path of transforming into a dragon, the path to immortality, may very well be the correct choice.]

[The path to becoming immortal lies in, following one’s true heart.]

In the profoundness of it all, Zhou Li seemed to sense a pair of eyes watching him, but that feeling of being watched quickly dissipated.

Meanwhile, one of the scarlet jade gourds on his wrist burst into a brilliant halo.

Zhou Li instinctively raised his right hand, and the scarlet jade gourd came free of the bracelet, hovering in front of Zhou Li.

Boom!

A wooden pillar, burnt through by the flames, suddenly collapsed, falling straight toward Zhou Li below.

Zhou Li also reacted, about to dodge the broken sturdy pillar, when the scarlet jade gourd suddenly radiated a gentle yet firm Spirit Qi that enveloped him.

Accompanied by a flash of red light, Zhou Li slowly opened his eyes, and the girl with one hand effortlessly tossed aside the wood pillar weighing hundreds of pounds, drawing close to Zhou Li.

Her eyes and long hair were both the color of fiery red, glossy and clear.

The girl gazed at Zhou Li, her face wearing a very pure smile.

“Are you my elder brother?”

Zhou Li would always remember the girl in the big red dress with an innocent smile, asking him this question laden with a strong sense of déjà vu, sounding so characteristic of a teenager, amidst the roaring flames.

And then there was Qianhu, who, with a resolve as if saving his own father, burst into his side.

Qianhu had not died, only fallen unconscious.

But fortunately, he was unconscious and did not see the girl single-handedly seize a boulder as large as a hill with her two fists, nor did he witness the girl moving on the Giant Stone Statue as if on flat ground, punching its head into dust.

Otherwise, he would not have just lost consciousness, he would have died of fright right there.

As an extraordinary being with both Dragon Tiger Qi and Demon Qi, Qianhu’s strength had reached at least the Sixth Realm, and if he were to release his Demonic Body, he could even be a match for a Seventh Realm Spirit Qi Master.

Yet even so, he couldn’t contend barehanded against the mountainous stone giant.

But…

Looking at the adorable girl beside him, hands behind her back, smiling radiantly, with brows arched like a crescent moon, Zhou Li couldn’t help feeling a sense of absurdity rise in his heart.

How can this kid be so fierce?