Dao Equaling the Heavens
Chapter 322 - 208: Daqian’s Extinction, Ascending the Throne

Chapter 322: Chapter 208: Daqian’s Extinction, Ascending the Throne

The nine-meter golden man disappeared, and Gu Wen parted ways with Chi Yu Zi, his body riddled with scars, with no fewer than three life-threatening wounds.

A wound on the neck, chest, and abdomen each, all a result of the Lord Emperor’s three full-force attacks.

Chi Yu Zi had one more wound than Gu Wen, and her right eye had already turned into rotten flesh. She reached up and dug it out as if she were removing eye mucus, then threw it on the ground.

Sometimes not feeling pain had its advantages.

Gu Wen asked, "Can your eye grow back?"

Chi Yu Zi replied, "I need a Heavenly Grade healing pill."

"Heavenly Grade pill? I’ll get one from the Daoist Sect for you when the time comes."

Although Gu Wen did not know what a Heavenly Grade pill was, he knew for sure the Daoist Sect would have one.

It couldn’t be more precious than the Longevity Pill, could it?

He looked at the Golden Core in his hand and wiped it with the hem of his garment, unable to let it go easily. With this item, all problems would be effortlessly resolved.

"There’s no need, since I can’t see anyway. Even if a new one grows, I won’t be able to see." Chi Yu Zi shook her head in refusal, "Heavenly Grade pills are precious, equivalent to a Taoist Soldier, not worth wasting."

"It’s not my money being spent. Why do you care about eating into public funds? I am now the Yuqing Heavenly Venerate, and I will surely use my position for benefit after we leave. The joy of poor ambition."

Gu Wen’s heartless words made Chi Yu Zi want to laugh, but her rigid face was as unyielding as iron and stone.

So, she used her divine soul to form a mist above her head, shaping it into a smiling face.

"Then, dear lady, I want a spiritual mountain from Three Pure Mountain. I’ve heard that the spiritual mountains there are the best in the world. Back then, Qingcang Immortal gathered the best spirit veins from Three Religions and various sects there."

"Given, on behalf of the Yuqing Sect, I owe you a spiritual mountain."

Gu Wen waved his hand grandly, after all, it wasn’t his resource.

Even if it were his, he would not be stingy with Chi Yu Zi. Having been through life and death together so many times, they were as close as brothers, if not closer.

All wealth is meant to be spent, whether it is for maintaining life’s necessities or for winning people’s hearts.

Gu Wen searched the corpse of the Lord Emperor and found that many magic treasures and items had been shattered by the Immortal Sword during the battle, and there were no Pills.

All that remained was a stack of jade slips neatly arranged inside the Qiankun bag, ultimately forming the large characters "Human Emperor Skill."

[Seeing this, the poor Taoist has passed away, and whether friend or foe, I hope to leave this skill to the Human Race. Only my race may cultivate it, others who learn it will perish.]

"I admit you’re at least not a despicable person."

Gu Wen collected the "Human Emperor Skill" into his bag, which was, after all, an immortal skill.

Boom!

The sky shook, a faint outline of five fingers spread slightly, then closed again.

The two looked up, their base cultivation at Immortal Land already considered top-notch.

Yet, there are always higher heavens and people beyond people, and in the face of the higher realm battle, they could only glimpse vague figures and could not grasp the full picture, let alone participate.

"Qingcang Immortal should be alright, shouldn’t he?"

Chi Yu Zi expressed some concern, and Gu Wen gave her a surprised look.

Not because of her words, but because of the emotion called concern, and her earlier smiling face. Chi Yu Zi’s passions and desires seemed to have signs of recovery, as if the last remaining soul was birthing something potent enough to replace the three souls and seven spirits.

Gu Wen said, "Don’t worry, there won’t be a problem. If there is no assurance, we’ll just run. After all, we have the pills now, can’t we just escape if we can’t win? By the way, where are the protectors?"

His divine thought stretched out for several miles, finding Ao Tang and Chan Xi on the eastern and western sides of Bianjing respectively. At this moment, both were using their mana to construct an ostentatious thirty-meter deity statue, the tallest tower reaching only to its knees, making them appear like gods in the city.

Countless mortals gathered at their feet, among whom officials in official robes were vaguely seen, maintaining order under their "divine command".

Their voices faintly reached his ears, intertwined with mysterious melodies, like background music.

It seemed very adept, not their first time.

"I am the Supreme Jade True Natural Venerable Great Heavenly Venerate Xuanqiong High True Immortal..."

Hearing this title, Gu Wen couldn’t help but laugh, communicating mentally, "Protector, your title is really frighteningly grand."

Soon, the "Supreme True Immortal" Ao Tang appeared suddenly, while the distant deity statue still repeated in the same place.

He stomped his hooves, explaining, "This is the venerable name in my temple. In the Cultivation World, great powers have another privilege, or rather a symbol, which is the incense temples. Apart from those who cultivate with the power of incense and wishes, it’s mostly mortals who voluntarily do it."

A great power in cultivation can live for thousands of years, and whenever there are natural disasters or calamities, the great power cultivators of the region would always step in to calm the situation, be it inducing rain, repelling floods, or even moving mountains and farming.

For mortals, this was no different from immortals, hence the inevitable existence of incense worship.

The spontaneous gratitude of the people, they can’t possibly demolish their own temples. On the contrary, sometimes sects will take the initiative to let the people build temples for great powers without one.

This was a rule set by Qingcang, saving others without seeking reward, but the saved must express their gratitude.

Thus satisfying a bit of vanity, and whenever more issues arise later, cultivators will be more eager to help.

As usual, Ao Tang briefly explained the situation beyond to Gu Wen to prevent future embarrassment.

After all, he was now the Yuqing Heavenly Venerate, and his status alone was close to being the chief of the Daoist path.

Because the chiefs are often selected from among the Three Pure Venerables.