The Golden Elixir is A Star, and You Call This Cultivation?
Chapter 433 - 199: Myth Plan_3

Chapter 433: Chapter 199: Myth Plan_3

If it hadn’t been for the arrival of the white-haired old man, the God of Thunder would have been fallen in that battle.

"Damn it, am I not a match for this son of a bitch anymore?" The God of Thunder roared with profane curses. After the invectives, he sighed, "And yet, I indeed have no chance... to fight with this thing again."

The white-haired old man felt a pang of pain at these words.

He purposely mentioned Zhu Kexiu to incite the God of Thunder’s desire for revenge.

The God of Thunder looked at the white-haired old man and smiled with relief in his eyes.

"I deceived the young man into the south, so he must bear a grudge against me.

I dare not go to see him again, so as to avoid embarrassment.

Let my useless body do the last thing for him.

I will help him wipe out the enemies of the Flying Spirit Mansion and Zhang Feng!"

He was already severely injured, with only three hundred years left of his lifespan.

With his strength, he was no match for any other great lord.

However, he was fairly confident of killing a Step-into-Sky cultivator from the Wind Spirit Mansion and Zhang Feng, who was a Three-Steps-Into-Sky cultivator.

But after executing those two, it was doubtful he would have the strength to escape from the occupied area.

The white-haired old man looked at the God of Thunder and sighed deeply: "I... will take good care of him."

"Alright, enough talking. That guy is probably coming back soon." The silhouette of the God of Thunder dissipated next to the white-haired old man.

In the desolate area, blood-colored liquid flowed. The white-haired old man stood up, looking at the vault of heaven with a bleak expression.

At this moment, his jade slip flashed.

A figure shrouded in a black cloak appeared.

Upon seeing this person, the white-haired old man’s face tensed: "Why are you here? Be careful!"

"This time, I have found a new node, its location is in the sky..." The voice from the black cloak was raspy.

The white-haired old man was joyous upon hearing this: "You’ve found another node. That’s great."

The node was related to the Myth Project, as to whether it could open the door to the Mortal Heart Realm, and escape from it.

The black cloak remained motionless, seemingly not showing any joy. After a dozen breaths had passed, he said calmly: "I’ve killed Lord Pear Blossom."

Upon hearing this, the white-haired old man fell silent, speaking in a somewhat gritty voice: "This has nothing to do with you."

"Hmm." The figure in the black cloak responded indifferently before disappearing.

...

Green Water Village.

Shi Zhongshan had gone to greet him, looking at Da Hei the dog with a warm smile: "Brother, you’re back."

Da Hei, looking as human as ever, nodded. He glanced at Zhu Zhuangshi and opened his mouth to spit out a large bone.

Upon seeing this, Shi Zhongshan said to Zhu Zhuangshi: "Have some manners and thank my sworn brother. He even brought back a bone for you."

Zhu Zhuangshi looked at the bone, feeling like crying yet unable to shed tears.

Once upon a time, he returned home with a bone for Da Hei.

Now, the tables had turned.

He didn’t dare to get angry at Da Hei, instead glaring at Shi Zhongshan: "Wait till I get stronger, someday I’ll show you what for, you dirty underhanded trickster!"

Obviously, he wasn’t going to eat the bone. Da Hei wasn’t really trying to humiliate him either.

"Enough of your beating around the bush, in these few days select some people to go to our ancestral land with me." At this moment, Qi Yuan appeared and said to the village chief, Yu Lei.

Village Chief Yu Lei jumped on hearing the words: "Oh great god, how many people shall we select?"

"Hmm... Seven or eight, give or take." Qi Yuan casually said.

This time, going to the ancestral land of the ancient race, they would definitely bring the Dragon Subduing Arhat and the Tiger Suppressing Arhat.

Then Longmei Arhat and Kaixin Arhat would follow them.

Qi Yuan planned to bring along an additional seven or eight villagers.

"Great god, can I go?" Village Chief Yu Lei hastily asked.

"If you aren’t afraid of dying, you can go." Qi Yuan said casually.

Entering the ancestral land was extremely dangerous for those who had not reached the realm of the True God.

After all, even a Great Lord might fall within the ancestral land of the ancient race.

Not to mention these villagers.

"Let the villagers voluntarily sign up, make sure they know the risks.

If nobody signs up, then... be it.

If there are too many applicants, you pick the eight most capable ones." Qi Yuan instructed.

This time before entering the ancestral land, Qi Yuan needed to make some preparations.

Ayway, according to what Yu Lei and Goddess Shen Shu said, in many places in the ancestral land, danger was present, but there are also many safe areas.

Qi Yuan was suitable to make a breakthrough in the ancestral land because of the power of his eyebrows, which could avoid calamity and bring wealth.

Qi Yuan said and looked at the god of Thunder: "Old Man Thunder, why don’t you come to the ancestral land of the ancient race with me this time and be my bodyguard?"

The God of Thunder glanced at Qi Yuan: "A beautiful dream indeed for you."

"Sigh, you eat from our Qing Shui Village every day, but you’re no help at all.

During this campaign, I invited you to join our musical group and release some thunder for background music, but you declined.

As Old Man Thunder, won’t you give any gold coins, faith or just be a mascot?" Qi Yuan grumbled.

This god of Thunder was always enthusiastic about meals but did nothing worthwhile.

"Rest assured, when you return this time, I have prepared a big gift for you!" The God of Thunder calmed himself and stroked his beard.

"As long as you don’t keep things vague." Qi Yuan glanced at the God of Thunder, "What I expect from you most is to give me some additional background music."

"I am a dignified God, and you want me to release thunder when you are fighting? What are you thinking!" The God of Thunder glared at Qi Yuan.

This was downright humiliation.

How could he, a dignified sturdy man, be relegated to releasing thunder every day? It was completely absurd!

Qi Yuan sighed at the God of Thunder, "Using thunder is an art, I should call the Department of Thunder."

The Thunder Department was one of the eight departments in the heavenly court.

They are responsible for the clouds, rain, wind, and thunder in the human world, as well as monitoring the three realms and judging right from wrong.

In the eight departments, the Thunder Department was also famous, under the control of the Lord of Universal Lightning Sound.

This Lord had a great background, said to be a reincarnation of one of the Four Emperors, Emperor Changsheng.

If he could envision this Lord, Qi Yuan would be able to call upon an impressive display of thunder every time he fought, which would be very impressive.

Of course, the Lord had a high standard, so with Qi Yuan’s current spiritual power of the Evil God, he might not be able to envision it.

However, it was always worth trying to visualize the Five Directions Thunder Emperor or one of the Thirty-Six Thunder Generals.

If envisaged, the special effects would be nice.

"Another Department of Thunder?" The God of Thunder chuckled, "Your Dragon Team of China really does have many talented people!"