rpbooks Chapter 159 Devouring the True God?
Chapter 159 Devouring the True God?
"Grandpa, you know about cultivators?" Gu Yan's tone was filled with surprise.
"I once heard a senior say that a long, long time ago, in this Cloud Realm, besides Spirit Masters, there was another group of people who mastered different cultivation methods and were called Immortal Cultivators. That was in the Primordial Era. Later, for some unknown reason, all these Immortal Cultivators disappeared."
"At first, I also thought it was just a legend, until forty million years ago, I accidentally found a stone tablet in a ruin on the Cloud Sky Continent. When I deciphered the stone tablet, I saw a past image, which confirmed that the Immortal Cultivator had indeed existed," Jiang Qian said.
He then looked at the Tai'a sword in his hand:
"Your sword, and the other spiritual weapons you use, are very similar to the aura left by that stone tablet. The techniques you use are also similar to the spells cast by the cultivators I saw in that video."
"That's right, my master is indeed a cultivator," Gu Yan said.
"Then your master must have already become an immortal, or at least he's probably close to becoming a true immortal," Jiang Qian said.
Gu Yan could only make up an excuse: "I don't know either. My master is always so elusive."
"If I have the chance, I would like to meet your master." Jiang Qian returned the Tai'a sword to Gu Yan.
Gu Yan took the Tai'a sword, a bitter smile playing on his lips. Where was he going to conjure up a master for his grandfather? He could only remain silent.
"Grandpa, where is that stone tablet you saw on the Cloud Sky Continent?" Gu Yan asked.
"What? You want to see that stone tablet?"
"Um."
Gu Yan nodded.
"That stone tablet has been destroyed. When I left that ruin, I was fighting a powerful demon and accidentally destroyed it. The ruin itself has now disappeared," Jiang Qian said.
Gu Yan was very disappointed.
"According to legend, where did the cultivators of the Yunlan Realm used to live? The Yuntian Continent?" Gu Yan asked.
He wanted to find cultivators in the Cloud Realm; perhaps there really were still some?
The Miro Continent is mostly occupied by humans, while the Yulan Continent belongs entirely to humans because it has six Spirit Emperors, leaving no room for the demon race. The Yuntian Continent, on the other hand, belongs entirely to the demon race, and the number of Spirit Emperors there has always been roughly the same as that on the Yulan Continent, making it impossible for humans to survive there.
Because of the natural barriers, the two continents rarely interact, except for the most powerful individuals. The strongest on both sides also tacitly maintain a relationship of mutual respect and non-interference. Occasionally, conflicts break out, but due to the natural barriers, they never escalate into large-scale wars.
Yu Lan and Yun Tian's strength far surpasses that of the Mi Luo Continent. In their eyes, the Mi Luo Continent is a barbaric land. The top experts of the two continents are not interested in Mi Luo, and other experts are unable to cross its natural barriers, so their interest is useless.
"Why don't you ask your master about these things? He certainly knows more than I do," Jiang Qian said.
Gu Yan: "..."
Because he didn't have a master at all.
His master is no longer in this world, and his master has never been to the Cloud Realm.
Gu Yan could only continue lying: "My master has a very strange temper. I often ask him questions, but he never answers me. He only tells me to cultivate. He has never talked about the history of cultivators or anything like that. I'm really curious."
"Your master must have some deeper meaning behind doing this," Jiang Qian said.
Gu Yan: "..."
No, there's no deeper meaning. Grandpa, please tell me.
"The area where the cultivators of the Primordial Era were active was indeed on the Cloud Sky Continent, but that was the territory of the demon race. You are only at the early stage of Spirit Venerable, which, according to the classification of your cultivators, I remember is the early stage of Integration. Don't rush to Cloud Sky in a moment of impulsiveness. With your strength, going there would be tantamount to courting death." Jiang Qian looked at Gu Yan seriously.
"I didn't mean that. I was just curious and asking casually," Gu Yan said with a smile.
His smile was incredibly beautiful; his jade-like face resembled a slowly blooming white lotus, clean and pure, so much so that Jiang Qian couldn't help but reach out and touch his head.
My grandson is so handsome!
Gu Yan, who was being patted on the head, always felt that her grandfather was petting a cat when he touched her.
Suddenly, Jiang Qian's eyes, which were like molten gold, stared at Gu Yan with a sharp gaze, as if he wanted to see through Gu Yan's entire body.
"Grandpa? What's wrong?" Gu Yan asked in confusion.
"I've wanted to tell you for a long time. You're hiding something on you. I sensed a strange power, yet it also had a divine quality. But upon closer inspection, it vanished. What was it?" Jiang Qian asked, staring at Gu Yan.
He had already noticed it the first time he saw Gu Yan.
Umir, inside the Demon Refining Pot, was drenched in cold sweat.
That guy is really perceptive.
Under normal circumstances, Umir would definitely not take Jiang Qian, a quasi-god, seriously. A quasi-god hasn't even become a god yet; the gap between him and a true god is like heaven and earth. However, with her true body sealed, in this weakened state, she is unable to defeat a quasi-god level expert.
If Gu Yan threw her in front of Jiang Qian, Jiang Qian really could kill her.
One way for a quasi-god to become a true god is to devour a weakened true god.
The Demon Refining Pot was in Gu Yan's Purple Mansion. Normally, Jiang Qian would not have been able to find Wu Mier inside the Demon Refining Pot. The main reason was that Wu Mier was a rascal. She was not honest and her divine sense peeked out from the Demon Refining Pot to spy on Gu Yan, so Jiang Qian did not discover her.
Each time her consciousness retreated back into the Demon Refining Pot, Jiang Qian's perception would be interrupted.
Umir was filled with unease, fearing that Gu Yan would really use her to serve as a hot pot dish for her maternal grandfather.
That little bastard is determined to kill me.
"Oh, that's probably because of some magical artifact my master gave me. It's not a big problem," Gu Yan said with a dismissive smile.
"Is that so..."
Jiang Qian's gaze remained sharp, but he ultimately said nothing.
"Since your master thinks there's no problem, then I won't interfere. Just keep that in mind," Jiang Qian said.
After the grandfather and grandson left this space, they went outside and saw Jiang Xi.
Jiang Xi smiled and asked Gu Yan to have tea with her. So Gu Yan spent the afternoon chatting and drinking tea with her grandparents before finally finding a chance to be alone with herself.
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Inside the main hall, the handsome young man in white waved his hand, and a cyan wooden tower appeared in mid-air. He transformed into a golden rainbow and flew into the wooden tower, then took out the Demon Refining Pot from within. As soon as he took out the Demon Refining Pot, a figure appeared before the young man.
This was a woman with silver hair and red eyes, a stunningly beautiful woman in red. She had pointed ears unlike any human, and was incredibly charming and alluring.
"Master, I didn't expect you to not throw me out! I'm so touched!"
Umir smiled and leaned on Gu Yan's shoulder.