My Divine Pet Enables Me To Become The Biggest Winner
Chapter 1681 - 609: Terrestrial Gods_3

Chapter 1681: Chapter 609: Terrestrial Gods_3

National Master was disappointed, but Mr. Sun said, "However, the last few pages that National Master tore off have been read very clearly, and it’s enough."

National Master recalled the content of the ancient book, deep in thought. Little Princess, however, was chirping curiously, "What is written on it?"

...

In the Immortal World, at the Supervision Tower, Fat Immortal had been working hard recently. He had earlier reported the "monitored" content, which was taken very seriously by the higher-ups, and many subsequent arrangements and disposals were made. He was then rewarded, and a heavy task was assigned to him: He must carefully monitor the Lower Realm without any carelessness! If the Immortal Laws were violated, there would be no personal favor or preferential treatment!

Fat Immortal didn’t dare to fall asleep anymore, cursing his meddling and troublemaking nature. At the same time, he lamented his solitary and lonely status in the Heaven Realm, which made it difficult for him to mingle within the system without a dependable backing and belonging to a faction.

He felt listless, and could only cheer himself up by blowing on the two tadpole-like little whiskers on his lips... for another seven hundred years. He had a thousand-year term to serve, but he still had a whole seven hundred years left!

Suddenly, a white crane flew in gracefully, passing through the misty immortal clouds of the Immortal Country, and landed on the window of the Supervision Tower, uttering human words, "There is a decree, a decree."

Fat Immortal didn’t need to look closely to know that this was an Immortal Device. Since... the divine beasts had disappeared from the Immortal Country, the immortals had created these Immortal Devices to replace the divine beasts and birds for tasks such as sweeping and passing messages.

After delivering the decree, the Immortal Crane flew away, and Fat Immortal hastened to obey the order to see an Immortal Venerable. He first plucked a whisker from himself, leaving it behind to create a doppelganger to continue his duty at the Supervision Tower, and quickly appeared before the Immortal Venerable.

Upon arrival, he found that the Immortal Venerable present was not the only one who had summoned him, so he quickly bowed and paid his respects, not daring to be careless.

Master Burgess didn’t waste words with him, "Are you from the Mud-Pill Sect?"

"Yes," Fat Immortal replied.

"The Mud-Pill Sect used to practice the Divine Path, so why did you ascend to immortality instead?"

Fat Immortal lamented as he recounted his story in detail. It was basically an inspiring tale of having insufficient talent for the Divine Path, being bullied and pushed aside in the great sect, then finding an alternative route by cultivating immortality with the Divine Path inheritance, longing for the Immortal Country and eventually succeeding after much hardship.

Most people who heard this story would be filled with admiration, or at least some sympathy. But the Immortal Venerable was not moved, and said coldly, "You should be very familiar with the Divine Path of the Lower Realm. You are the most suitable for this task."

Fat Immortal did not want to take the mission, but he respectfully bowed and said, "Thank you for your cultivation, Lord. I will not hesitate to die for the cause."

...

Mr. Sun was not very familiar with the Divine Path and had been exploring since encountering the River God. The Eternal Divine Fires and their false gods were of even less help. However, this time they were going to deal with the Heavenly Palace, so they could not proceed carelessly.

Unfortunately, Red Dragon Master was preparing for conversion but did not know much about real gods either.

However, Mr. Sun thought of the few ancient gods he had encountered before, and he always felt that their strength and status seemed too low.

Among the vast system of gods, besides those in the Heavenly Palace, there should be many terrestrial gods such as Mountain Gods, River Gods, and Earth Gods. Before the Heavenly Track Reversal, powerful Ninth Realm cultivators like Red Dragon Master could manage to arrange sleeping places to survive until now. It made no sense that all these more powerful terrestrial gods had perished.

Mr. Sun guessed that some of them must have found a way to escape the disaster. Some of them have not perished, they are just "missing."

Mr. Sun went to Tail Demise Palace to search for the clues of these "missing" deities. The ancient book recorded the names and domains of various deities under the jurisdiction of the Heavenly Palace. Mr. Sun, through the eyes of National Master’s doppelganger, saw nine in total.

"Hopefully, some of them are hidden and not completely destroyed," he said.

Out of these nine, six were Terrestrial Gods. Among the numerous gods under the jurisdiction of the Heavenly Palace, terrestrial gods accounted for a large part. No wonder it was normal for various tales of countless gods like the 180,000 grassroots gods to circulate among the common people. During the times when the Divine Path was highly promoted, an Ancient Well could bestow blessings for dozens of miles, and a god could be born to serve several generations of people.

At this moment, Mr. Sun was leading National Master and Little Princess, standing on a vast desert to the west of the Southwest Countries. Before the Heavenly Track Reversal, there was a "Divine Mountain" here, with a main peak piercing into the clouds. Mortals could not see its entirety, and no powerful cultivator had ever flown over the mountain to see its full view because it would offend the Mountain God and bring disasters. Hundreds of surrounding tribes were believers of the Mountain God. Every winter and early spring, they held grand sacrifices, and only then would the Mountain God melt the snow and water their pastures.

Now, the place had turned into a desolate desert devoid of people.

National Master asked, "How should we search?"

The "hidden and evasion" methods of the Terrestrial Gods were undoubtedly more secretive than those of the Ninth Realm Grandmasters. Mr. Sun smiled, already having a plan. The Divine Lord’s Remnant Soul was taken out, and as soon as it appeared, it showed eagerness to "parasitize" suitable living beings around it. It reached out its claws towards the trio of Mr. Sun, but then it was slapped away with a whisker of Mr. Sun’s second, giving up the attempt.