The Golden Elixir is A Star, and You Call This Cultivation?
Chapter 1133 - 489: Crisis at Red Cloud Village, Voice of Silence?_2

Chapter 1133: Chapter 489: Crisis at Red Cloud Village, Voice of Silence?_2

As for Earth Level and Sky Level, they are even rarer.

Even to say, Ning Country doesn’t have a Sky-Level Army Commander.

An Earth-Level Army Commander is already the peak combat power of Ning Country!

"Boss, I, Zhou Hu, can’t go with you to the prefecture anymore!" Zhou Hu said through clenched teeth.

Hearing this, Lin Qinghe sighed slowly, "If you had abandoned Red Cloud Village and followed me to the prefecture, perhaps I wouldn’t have valued you so much."

"Is this a Strange Spirit?"

"It doesn’t look strong!"

"Indeed, how can this small boss created by the game compare to my own physically trained and robust body?"

The night was pitch black, and Qi Yuan sighed lightly as he looked at the Strange Spirit in front of him that resembled a cluster of octopus.

"Young master, hurry... hurry... this old servant can’t hold on anymore!"

"Bless me a little more!"

"Ah, it’s kissing me, pushing tentacles into my mouth, woo woo..."

Chen Kangbao gritted his teeth, his face pale as his frail body constricted like a vise, firmly trapping the Strange Spirit.

"Blessed, don’t rush, I’ll kill it right away."

Although these days, Qi Yuan had been trying hard to kill mosquitoes, even pretending to be a cat catching a mouse.

Still, his Experience Value increase was very weak.

His combat power was average.

One night, when killing mosquitoes, upon seeing this Strange Spirit, Qi Yuan, following the previous occurrence, blessed Chen Kangbao and let him hold the Spirit.

"Hold on for a little while longer."

Qi Yuan glanced at the Strange Spirit, his eyes filled with curiosity.

[Seven-clawed Ink Spirit, Mortal-level Strange Spirit, comparable to a high-level Cultivator in the Qi Refining Realm in the Immortal World.]

Qi Yuan was curious.

This Seven-clawed Ink Spirit looked fierce, but its combat power seemed quite ordinary.

If using terms like ’street-busting’ or ’star-exploding’, this Seven-clawed Ink Spirit might not even compare to low-level Qi Refinement.

"Could it be... because the worlds are different, the rules are different?"

Qi Yuan felt puzzled.

Just like, a person living in a world made of cotton, and another living in a world made of steel, naturally, the one in the cotton world seems to have greater destructive power.

Of course, there are more puzzles, and Qi Yuan couldn’t understand them for the moment.

The information he got was too little and too confined.

At this moment, he was in the information cocoon room of the game.

"I am the Kitchen Knife!"

Qi Yuan acted, chopping down on the tentacle of the Seven-clawed Ink Spirit.

Instantly, the tentacle broke off, black liquid continuously flowing out.

"Wow, this liquid is sweet and tasty," Chen Kangbao showed a joyous expression, "Yellow-Rank Strange Spirit, sweet and yummy!"

"Hold on tighter, it’s still struggling, don’t hurt me."

Saying this, Qi Yuan kept chopping, like chopping vegetables.

With his strength, facing this Seven-clawed Ink Spirit, it was hard to be an opponent, but held by Chen Kangbao, it was different, just like fish on a chopping board.

At this moment, Qi Yuan seemed to be thoughtful.

"I understand now, how to play the role of a Kitchen Knife, Chen Kangbao, so you are my chopping board!"

Chen Kangbao held the Strange Spirit, he kept chopping, wasn’t this just like playing the role of a Kitchen Knife?

Realizing this, Qi Yuan suddenly discovered that his progress bar of playing the role of a Kitchen Knife had reached 30%.

A notification sound came.

[Playing Kitchen Knife progress reached 30%, your body gains the Kitchen Knife attribute, unlocking the Sharp attribute.

Your body becomes sharper.]

"Ah? I unlocked the Kitchen Knife attribute, turned into a Kitchen Knife?"

Qi Yuan clearly felt his body becoming sharper.

But he was worried.

This was ancient times.

Clearly... kitchen knives weren’t made of stainless steel.

Should he add some carbon tomorrow, otherwise what to do if he rusts from bathing too much?

"Young master, is it done?" At this moment, Chen Kangbao anxiously said, "I’m almost too full!"

He had drunk a lot of the Seven-clawed Ink Spirit’s blood.

"Wait until you hear the cold emotionless mechanical system voice, then you can let go?"

Saying this, Qi Yuan’s sharp-palmed hands fiercely chopped into the body of the Seven-clawed Ink Spirit.

Instantly, the Seven-clawed Ink Spirit split into pieces.

"You’ve slain the Seven-clawed Ink Spirit. Experience Value greatly increased."

The cold and emotionless mechanical voice came.

Qi Yuan’s eyes lit up.

For his character had suddenly leveled up to level 15.

In one go, he leveled up 6 levels, which was much faster than killing the black and white Exotic Beasts!

You know, after reaching level 9, he killed many mosquitoes, but couldn’t level up, as if he had encountered a bottleneck.

Now, finally, level 15.

After level 15, he clearly felt somewhat different.

If said before level 9, he was still a mortal, but now, barely transcendent.

And as the Seven-clawed Ink Spirit died, Qi Yuan discovered its corpse seemingly transformed into a wisp of black smoke and vanished.

This surprised Qi Yuan quite a bit.

Beside him, Chen Kangbao was somewhat disappointed; he was still hungry and hadn’t gotten to eat the Seven-Clawed Ink Strange Spirit.

Although one should not eat Strange Spirits, he was the servant of a Heavenly God, so eating a little Strange Spirit shouldn’t be too excessive, should it?

"I think if we want to kill some spirits, killing Strange Spirits to gain strength is the fastest way!" Qi Yuan said earnestly.

Killing mosquitoes was just too slow.

And those brothers and sisters in the Madhouse, who spoke kindly and were very interesting, and hadn’t offended Qi Yuan, he naturally wouldn’t kill them recklessly.

Killing Strange Spirits was the best choice.

"Strange Spirits?" Chen Kangbao frowned, seemingly pondering something.

At that moment, suddenly, Qi Yuan also furrowed his brow, "Silence."

Chen Kangbao quickly fell silent.

Qi Yuan showed a thoughtful expression.

"I think I heard someone calling me?"

Just now, he seemed to have heard someone calling him from the void.

But the sound insulation of this world was too good; he couldn’t hear clearly.

"Could it be the Voice of Silence?"

"No, it’s not!" Qi Yuan shook his head vigorously.

The Voice of Silence had no sound.

The voice he had heard just now was still audible, just seemed far away, and he couldn’t make it out.

...

In Red Cloud Village.

Zhou Hu was dressed as a constable, with a large saber hanging at his waist.

Perhaps due to last night’s rain, the red clay soil was muddy and stuck to the bottom of his feet.

He stepped onto a bluestone slab, a trace of hidden worry in his gaze.

Before the official kiln’s product was out, he couldn’t let news of the Yellow Rank Strange Spirits emerging in Red Cloud Village get out.

Otherwise, he couldn’t bear the consequences and it would even involve Lin Qinghe.

Right now, he felt both guilty and conflicted.

"Master Zhou, this is it, Mr. Li suddenly spewed water from his mouth last night and then... he died." The young Li Xiaodan, wearing clothes full of patches, had a dark little face. Though young, he often worked in the kiln.

Yesterday, the sudden mysterious death in Red Cloud Village was that of Li Xiaodan’s neighbor.

"Um."

Zhou Hu entered Mr. Li’s crude house, built of red clay mud, and emerged approximately fifteen minutes later.

His expression was grim.

For these past few days, more and more people in Red Cloud Village had died.

"Master, come in for some water," Li Xiaodan called from outside.

Zhou Hu looked at Li Xiaodan’s small frame, thought for a moment, and then entered Li Xiaodan’s house.

He too had a son of a similar age.

Upon entering Li Xiaodan’s house, the simplicity of the house was evident.

In fact, there wasn’t even a bedroom, just half a wall used as a partition with a bed pressed against that wall.

Li Xiaodan brought over some water, "Master, have some water!"

"From the ancient well?"

"Yes."

"Drink less of this water, it doesn’t feel clean." Zhou Hu didn’t drink the water.

Feeling helpless inside.

Everyone in Red Cloud Village drank this water.

"Master Zhou, people in the village die frequently these days, what exactly is going on?" Li Xiaodan asked nervously.

"Don’t worry, I’m here," Zhou Hu paused before saying.

"With me here, there will definitely be no problems!" A naïve smile appeared on Li Xiaodan’s face.

At that moment, Zhou Hu’s gaze was drawn to a peculiar "Divine Statue" on the shrine in the house.

"What is this, do you believe in gods?" Zhou Hu asked curiously.

"Some time ago, a traveling merchant came by. He said that many people in Central Land believe in this god. Recently, our village hasn’t been peaceful, and I was afraid I couldn’t protect my sister, so I gritted my teeth and bought this divine statue, praying day and night, hoping it would protect me and my sister.

This god is called Shen Lin!

That merchant said it’s one of the most powerful... Divine Artifacts in Central Land!"

Strange Spirits are classified as Mortal, Yellow, Profound, Earth, Sky, and God ranks.

The artifacts controlled by the Army Commanders are similarly named.

Although powerful artifacts have no consciousness, their might is unfathomable.

Many people choose to worship Divine Artifacts to seek protection.

"I’ve never heard of it." Zhou Hu shook his head.

Moreover, he had words he hadn’t said.

If this divine statue had real power, Li Xiaodan couldn’t afford it.

That meant... Li Xiaodan was probably cheated by that travelling merchant.

After all, even Zhou Hu couldn’t afford such a divine statue, let alone Li Xiaodan.

Just then, a chilly voice came from outside the house.

"Shen Lin is the National Guardian Artifact of Bai Cang Country, but unfortunately... a hundred years ago, in a great turmoil, this artifact was shattered and turned to ash.

Your divine statue is real... what use is a divine statue when the god is dead?"

A tall and elegant Taoist Priestess walked in, her eyes full of endless melancholy as she mentioned Shen Lin.

"Kid, this divine statue, I’ll buy it for 500 silver, deal?"

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