The Golden Elixir is A Star, and You Call This Cultivation?
Chapter 1143 - 494: I Need a Mount

Chapter 1143: Chapter 494: I Need a Mount

Eighty-seven Strange Spirits fell.

The figure in crimson armor sat cross-legged in the air, his expression indifferent.

He held a long spear, as if a Heavenly God descended among mortals.

Terrifying Strange Spirits had no power to resist in his hands.

Seeing this scene, all the Pottery People prostrated themselves, chanting "Heavenly God" repeatedly!

"Heavenly God!"

"This is absolutely divine!"

The woman dressed as a Taoist Priestess was stunned, shocked by the scene before her.

What kind of perfect Skill was this?

Eighty-seven Strange Spirits, each at a high Yellow Rank.

Their combined Soul Attacks could make even an Earth-level Army Commander from the rankings take caution.

Even a local tyrant at the Profound Level Army Commander, facing these many Soul Attacks, would only have death as an option.

Yet, so many Soul Attacks seemed to exempt the figure in the crimson armor.

Was he really a Heavenly God?

Moreover, that perfect combat Skill, flawless as flowing clouds and water.

Despite his strength and speed being lesser than the Strange Spirits, he fought alone against eighty-seven Strange Spirits as if they were nothing.

This technique was too perfect.

The Taoist Priestess had seen Sky Level Army Commanders, none of whom possessed such Skill.

An Earth Level Army Commander could fight three thousand armored elites, relying on robust physique and sharp weapons.

Yet, this man in the crimson armor, the Taoist Priestess even felt, could slaughter three thousand armored elites alone with his perfect combat Skill and emerge unscathed.

"Who are you exactly?" the Taoist Priestess asked, her gums trembling, her words colliding with a soft friction.

"I am... Shen Lin!"

In the air, an indifferent and commanding voice rose, like the voice of a Heavenly God.

"Shen Lin?" the Taoist Priestess paused.

She looked at Qi Yuan, a little confused.

Shen Lin... Was it the Shen Lin she knew?

Shen Lin... wasn’t that a Divine Artifact, also known as a Divine Weapon?

Chen Kangbao’s expression was fervent as he gazed at the figure in crimson armor.

He shouted aloud!

"Shen Lin, Shen Lin, revered across all realms.

Nine Heavens Mystic Lady, serving by his side,

Lords of the Five Directions, obey his command,

Six Ding and Six Jia, protect him,

Eight Trigrams and Nine Palaces, set up the Divine Formation.

...

Eyes emitting golden light, dispelling evil and manifesting justice,

Hands holding light, dispersing the night.

...

Where Shen Lin arrives, everlasting light persists,

All beings in the world, bath in his grace."

The kneeling Pottery People, seeing this, promptly joined in the chanting.

"No light in the world, only Shen Lin seen!"

"No light in the world, only Shen Lin seen!"

Their voices like heatwaves, overwhelming, fervent yet devout.

Even the Taoist Priestess felt influenced, as if to join them.

When she broke free from this unique atmosphere, she shockingly discovered that the "Heavenly God" had vanished.

A few miles away.

"Bang" sounded.

A figure fell from the sky.

Qi Yuan was pale, looking somewhat comical.

Where was his previous aura of awe?

"Thank goodness I ran fast, this Mosquito brand drone is of such poor quality!"

If he continued that mindless chatter, he would have probably embarrassed himself.

Fighting against those Strange Spirits, Qi Yuan was not injured, but his Vitality, Qi and Spirit were greatly consumed.

Of those, the Mosquito brand drone was the most damaged, unable to support him in the air any longer.

Continuing would have forced him to perform a divine fall in front of everyone.

"Young Master, how did I do with the chant just now?" Chen Kangbao asked proudly on the side, seemingly asking for praise.

"Not bad, from now on you are my Strategist, and add a megaphone!" Qi Yuan complimented.

The chant that Chen Kangbao recited was naturally pieced together by Qi Yuan.

The bad news was that it was stitched, the good news was that it was all stitched.

For Qi Yuan, to play Shen Lin wasn’t just about showing miracles in front of others, but also having a catchy slogan.

First, it adds aura; second, it spreads more easily.

"The only problem is the drone’s poor quality, I need to get a better one next time."

Currently, Qi Yuan was unable to fly.

As a god, not knowing how to fly was simply too low class.

Thus, a drone was necessary.

Thunder... and such, were also being considered and thought over.

"But this performance, it was still not perfect, if I had a projector that would be great.

In this world, unable to display a Dharma Body, then project one, that would definitely be full of aura."

Qi Yuan was replaying his own performance.

Qi Yuan always liked to re-examine.

Even after arguing with someone, he would replay how he performed during the argument.

After the replay, he began to organize his gains.

"Eight-seven Yellow Rank Strange Spirits, I finally reached Level 57, jumping more than twenty levels!"

At Level 57, according to Qi Yuan’s calculations, in this world, he was considered a high Yellow Level Army Commander.

Just one step away from becoming a Profound Level Army Commander.

A Profound Level Army Commander, placed in some large counties, could be the County Magistrate, managing the county’s defense.

"The increase in strength is a minor matter, the most important is... the playability of Shen Lin..."

Suddenly, it increased to 12%.

The gift of playing the identity of Shen Lin appeared.

["As I Descend Like the Divine, I can transform into a Dharma Body, summoned by believers, purifying endlessly."]

A flood of information surged into Qi Yuan’s mind in that instant.

"As I Descend Like the Divine" is a kind of Skill, or rather, something similar to Divine Skill.

When believers genuinely kneel or pray, Qi Yuan, feeling it in his heart, can descend as a Dharma Body, manifesting miracles.

This Dharma Body has a portion of the power of the Divine Artifact Shen Lin.

Of course, it is not without limits; the farther the distance, the weaker the power.

The only flaw is, he can only descend when summoned by someone else.

This Skill was too passive.

"Old man, are you my believer?" Qi Yuan looked at Chen Kangbao.

"Yes!" Chen Kangbao nodded vigorously.

"Actually, I am Shen Lin, summon me quickly!" Qi Yuan wanted to conduct an experiment.