The Golden Elixir is A Star, and You Call This Cultivation?
Chapter 1134 - 490: Shen Lin, Intelligent Ai?

Chapter 1134: Chapter 490: Shen Lin, Intelligent Ai?

"Five hundred silver taels?"

Li Xiaodan’s eyes went wide with disbelief, mixed with ecstasy and doubt.

Zhou Hu, on the other hand, watched the Taoist Priestess, his eyes filled with a thick sense of wariness!

Soldier Commander!

This was definitely a Soldier Commander!

And moreover, her rank was not low.

This Soldier Commander, her sudden arrival at Red Moon Stronghold... could she perhaps be persuaded...

"Do you think I’m deceiving you, why would I offer such a high price in silver for a god statue that has died, and lost its Divinity?" the woman disguised as a Taoist Priestess said.

Li Xiaodan looked confused.

Zhou Hu was also somewhat puzzled.

A trace of memory flashed through the depths of the Taoist Priestess masquerading woman’s eyes: "In the past, the Central Land was united, an era of peace prevailed, and a Divine Grade Artificer named Shen Girl traveled throughout the land gathering divine essences, even venturing beyond our realm to collect spiritual materials, and ultimately forged the Divine Artifact Shen Lin!

Shen Girl, with a holy heart as pure as Buddha’s, Shen Lin thus became the National Guardian Artifact of the Rakshasa Country.

Rakshasa Country experienced an unprecedented period of prosperity.

With Shen Lin sweeping across all that presided outside, inside there resonated the sound of the Great Dao from Shen Lin."

"Wait, this Shen Lin, could it be the legendary God of Judgment?" Zhou Hu’s eyes widened.

At first, he couldn’t figure out what Shen Lin was, but now, as the woman disguised as a Taoist Priestess spoke, it instantly dawned on him.

In Rakshasa Country of the Central Land, there was not just one Divine Artifact, and the gods worshiped by the people were not just one.

Among them, the God of Judgment was the most widely known.

In taverns and inns, Zhou Hu had heard storytellers sing about the God of Judgment.

People from all walks of life in such establishments praised the God of Judgment highly.

And those tales were beloved by the lower classes.

Stories such as "The Oil Seller’s Complaint against the County Magistrate" and "The Courtesan’s Beheading of the Third Prince" were widely circulated.

It was rumored that hundreds of years ago, the people of Rakshasa Country lived in prosperity and could stand tall in the face of Officialdom.

The Emperor made people kneel; the God of Judgment made them stand.

Thus, every citizen of Rakshasa Country worshiped the God of Judgment.

Because the God of Judgment represented absolute fairness and justice.

In Zhou Hu’s current Ninghe County, commoners accusing officials was almost unimaginable.

Commoners suing officials was like children killing their father, preceded by the agony of being burnt by nine fires, flogged whilst kneeling twelve times, and beaten while seated twenty times.

After enduring such punishments, they might then accuse an official.

Yet in Rakshasa Country of Central Land, not to speak of commoners accusing officials, there were even stories of a Courtesan killing a Prince.

"The Courtesan’s Beheading of the Third Prince" was a tale told with relish by many.

It was rumored that this Courtesan was initially a Washing Silk Girl, with a beauty so captivating that the Third Prince, upon seeing her, was filled with lustful thoughts.

However, the laws of Rakshasa Country were strict, and even the God of Judgment, who hung high in the heavens, ensured that the Third Prince could not force himself upon a common man.

So, he schemed to ruin the Washing Silk Girl’s family, leading to their destruction, and the Washing Silk Girl was sold into a brothel, or rather, raised by the Third Prince in an alternative form.

One day, the Third Prince unintentionally spoke in his sleep, revealing that he had framed the Washing Silk Girl, which she overheard.

After secret investigations, the Washing Silk Girl discovered it was indeed the Third Prince who had wrought her family’s downfall.

In the night, she beheaded the Third Prince!

Such an act, in any nation, would be enough to shake the heavens!

A mere prostitute, beheading a member of the Royal Family’s Bloodline, it was as if the sky was falling!

According to the storyteller, this Courtesan was sent to the execution ground to suffer the punishment of being dismembered by five horses.

But who knew, in the month of Qiyue, snow flew.

And atop the execution ground, the Courtesan’s close friend, raised the statue of the God of Judgment, crying out the injustice of the case.

The God of Judgment, who saw all in the world, represented fairness and justice.

According to the storyteller, upon the presence of the gods, those high officials were so terrified they wet themselves and fled.

In the end, the God of Judgment manifested.

The Courtesan, avenging her parents, was found not guilty of beheading the Third Prince.

The officials responsible for the case were punished severely.

If Qi Yuan were to hear these stories, he would surely think, isn’t the God of Judgment just like intelligent AI?

Rakshasa Country, this is AI ruling a nation!

"Yes, there is another name for Him, called the God of Judgment," the woman dressed as a Taoist Priestess said, her expression wistful.

"I heard that a hundred years ago, a great enemy invaded Rakshasa Country, and the God of Judgment fell defending against the invasion?" Zhou Hu asked.

Initially, hearing of the deeds of the God of Judgment, Zhou Hu had immense admiration.

Indeed, many poor and good-hearted people from the lower strata longed for Central Land, seeking the protection of the God of Judgment.

But those were stories from over a hundred years ago.

"Yes," the woman dressed as a Taoist Priestess’s expression turned cold, "The Divine Artifact shattered, the god... died, and the statue of the God of Judgment lost its sentience.

That year, the Royal Family decreed that all statues of the God of Judgment must be destroyed.

Anyone found harboring a statue faced exile at best, at worst... execution."

The woman dressed as a Taoist Priestess revealed a chilling smile on her cold face: "Without Shen Lin, fifteen years ago, Great Feng invaded, and Rakshasa Country, which once intimidated all four seas, actually ceded territory for peace and paid annual tribute. It was truly laughable."

Hearing this, Zhou Hu’s mood darkened.

A lot of thoughts crossed his mind.

Perhaps, no one in the Rakshasa Country’s Royal Family, nor the full court of civil and military officials, liked the God of Judgment.

Only those commoners kneeling on the ground truly adored the God of Judgment.

"This statue is that amazing?" Li Xiaodan was just a teenager, and his point of interest was different.

"There are hardly any Shen Lin statues in Rakshasa Country, but I have a younger sister who has always admired Shen Lin.

Seeing your statue, I would like to purchase it for five hundred silver taels," the woman disguised as a Taoist Priestess said indifferently.

"I..." Li Xiaodan hesitated.

Mainly because five hundred silver taels was an enormous sum.

He looked toward Zhou Hu, hoping Master Zhou would give him some advice.

The Taoist Priestess disguised woman then sighed languidly: "Never mind, since this statue has appeared in your hands, it must be fate. I won’t buy it anymore."

Shen Lin, after all, was a thing of the past.

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