The Golden Elixir is A Star, and You Call This Cultivation?
Chapter 426 - 197: Origin Celestial Majesty Came, The People of Feiwu City Had a Feast _1

Chapter 426: Chapter 197: Origin Celestial Majesty Came, The People of Feiwu City Had a Feast _1

In Qing Shui Village, the Great Venerable Shen Lei watched the departing expeditionary force, his eyes still filled with disbelief.

They’ve already set off to battle?

At his side, Zhu Zhuangshi watched Da Hei, the victorious and awe-inspiring war dog, feeling a pang of envy in his eyes.

He turned to the Great Venerable Shen Lei beside him, and his courage grew in leaps and bounds.

Normally, when encountering a true god-level powerhouse, he would kneel and bow his head.

However, after being with a Guardian God for a while, he felt not a shred of reverence.

Of course, one should still hold respect for the Guardian God.

"When you’ve seen a scene like this a lot, you get used to it," Zhu Zhuangshi shared with the Great Venerable Shen Lei in a tone of shared experience.

Following the Guardian God, which of their aged persons were not immune to scenes like this?

Great Venerable Shen Lei glanced at Zhu Zhuangshi and said coldly, "The one who’s held down by a dog and dares not come to the table isn’t fit to speak with me."

Hearing this, Zhu Zhuangshi’s pride deflated instantly, replaced by a pitiful look.

Not long ago, he hugged Da Hei during a feast, reminiscing about past glorious years, only for Da Hei to push him down.

The nearby Wang Zhongshan immediately broke into laughter at Zhu Zhuangshi’s expense, "My sworn brother is no longer the same as before, he won’t tolerate your reckless behavior."

Wang Zhongshan’s sworn brother was Da Hei.

Hearing the words, the look of hurt on Zhu Zhuangshi’s face deepened.

...

Outside of Feiwu City.

The officials were lined up in two rows, assembled outside the city.

Their expressions varied

Some were full of anticipation, some were nervous, and some were filled with resentment.

"Commander Ji, why have you stayed behind?" Asked a man wearing a green robe, appearing tall and sturdy. He was belted with a grey sash and looked very spirited.

Ji Bunran glared at Wang Chunfeng and stayed silent.

Seeing this, Wang Chunfeng did not get upset. He bowed his head a bit and said amiably, "Soon we will all be colleagues, we should help each other out."

Feiwu City had no ancient gods, only city lords.

Ji Bunran was a high-ranking commander within the city, leading a battalion of soldiers.

Now, with the recent changes, all of Feiwu City’s influential figures have fled.

Currently, Ji Bunran is the highest-ranking official left in the city.

As for Wang Chunfeng, he was initially a businessman without a position. However, he was the first to pledge allegiance to the new god, and therefore became a representative of the new god’s forces.

At this moment, they stood outside the city, ready to welcome the incoming new god’s fleet.

The various officers stood outside the city, each harboring hidden intentions.

Light rain was falling, but for them, it’s nothing.

Wang Chunfeng looked at Ji Bunran, a smile playing on his face, "Commander Ji, do you look down on a simple merchant like me?"

Only then Ji Bunran looked at Wang Chunfeng seriously, his voice deep and decisive, "Not at all."

"Good, I have always admired Commander Ji," Wang Chunfeng said with a breezy smile, "When the new god arrives, we must work together to serve the divine."

Speaking of the new gods, respect filled Wang Chunfeng’s eyes.

The new god will assimilate some of its citizens, but not all will be willing.

The new god had once promised that loyal servants would be allowed to leave the mortal realm with the new god, and spend eternity in peace.

Wang Chunfeng’s roots are in Feiwu City. Leaving Feiwu City would mean forsaking all his past accumulation. So, he chose to stay.

There were many opportunists like him.

Of course, the majority of Feiwu City’s people were the elderly and weak, who were unable to leave.

Even with the strength at Foundation Establishment stage, in such chaotic times, venturing outside Feiwu City is akin to courting death.

It was out of reluctance to rule these people that Ji Bunran chose to stay.

"Hmm," Ji Bunran said, nodding at Wang Chunfeng.

At that moment, Wang Chunfeng seemed to suddenly remember, "Commander Ji, with the new god coming, we, the people, should do something

We were planning to hold a virgins’ feast. As you know Feiwu City best, we hope you can help us gather these virgins."

A glint of ruthlessness flashed in Ji Bunran’s eyes, but slowly diminished, "Feiwu City is currently in a state of chaos, so planning such a feast should be postponed."

"Is Commander Ji unwilling?" The smile in Wang Chunfeng’s eyes grew deeper.

"What do you mean?" There was a hint of rage in Ji Bunran’s eyes as he looked sharply at Wang Chunfeng.

Wang Chunfeng stretched out his hand and clapped twice.

Immediately, two guards escorted a child of about seven or eight years old.

The child was struggling against the restraints.

Wang Chunfeng laughed, saying, "If Commander Ji can’t bear to host a virgin feast, then let’s have a boys’ feast instead. I’ve made some effort and caught this boy."

"You!" Ji Bunran was furious.

Because the person that Wang Chunfeng brought was his own son.

He had chosen to stay in Feiwu City and coexist with the city.

He didn’t force his family to stay with him.

So, he sent his family outside the city.

Who would have thought, he would suddenly fall into Wang Chunfeng’s trap?

His anger was overwhelming and a burst of energy belonging to the Purple Mansion broke out. He wanted to kill!

Seeing this, Wang Chunfeng didn’t panic, and calmly said, "The new god is about to descend, do you plan to resist, Commander Ji?"

Wang Chunfeng originally wanted to compete for power and benefit. He planned to trap Ji Bunran in order to become the most trusted general under the new god.

Ji Bunran repressed his anger, and the aura that had filled his body dispersed.

Just then, the sound of a suona came from the distance.

The people standing outside the city all turned to look.

They saw a long line of people slowly advancing in the sky.

At the head of the line were more than a dozen middle-aged women dressed in plain white mourning clothes, flying through the sky while weeping bitterly, their sorrow incomparable.

The mournful suona music sounded, moving to the point of agony, bringing those who heard it to tears, as if they were experiencing the sorrow themselves.

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