Chapter 1116: Killing a Few Ancient Gods (Second Update)
"Then we'll leave from the White Emperor Heaven Palace," Qin Mu said decisively.
Yu Chudu hesitated for a moment, studying Qin Mu's expression, and probed, "Uncle-Master, have you cultivated the Creation Art? Your nephew has been training with my master in the Heavenly Dipper Dao Art, which includes seven chapters on creation that can alter one's appearance and physique, even transform into a half-god form. Perhaps we can evade the Heavenly Court's eyes and avoid leaving any traces..."
Long Qilin beside him shook his body and transformed into a dragon sparrow, laughing, "Is the Creation Art something like this?"
Yu Chudu was startled and nodded repeatedly, saying, "Has this brother also studied the Heavenly Dipper Dao Art? But my master said he created it himself—how do you know it too?"
Long Qilin chuckled, "This isn't the Heavenly Dipper Dao Art; it's a technique from the Great Cultivation Demon Scripture. The Heavenly Dipper Dao Art is a technique born from the Great Cultivation Demon Scripture."
Yu Chudu was stunned, and the towering image of Wei Suifeng in his mind instantly crumbled. He murmured, "My master said he created it... Then this Great Cultivation Demon Scripture must have been created by him, right?"
Long Qilin laughed, "The Great Cultivation Demon Scripture was created by the first Celestial Master of the Kaicheng Era, the Woodcutter Sage."
The image of Wei Suifeng in Yu Chudu's mind crumbled once more. He was utterly dejected, having revered Wei Suifeng as a celestial being, the most towering figure in his heart. Now he learned that even the Heavenly Dipper Dao Art originated from the Great Cultivation Demon Scripture!
"Nephew, don't listen to his nonsense," Qin Mu said with a scolding laugh. "Although the Heavenly Dipper Dao Art comes from the Great Cultivation Demon Scripture, that scripture is too miscellaneous, with too many techniques, each only skimmed and not deeply explored. So the Great Cultivation Demon Scripture is merely a technique capable of achieving godhood. But the Heavenly Dipper Dao Art was created by Senior Brother Wei Suifeng, combining his own experiences and insights along with various other Imperial Seat techniques."
He paused, then added, "It's just outdated now."
Upon hearing this, Yu Chudu wanted to defend Wei Suifeng, but then remembered how Qin Mu, merely at the True God realm, had slain Hao Tianzun's disciple Jing Baichuan, who was at the same Jade Capital realm as Yu Chudu, defeating him with a single blow. By that logic, the Heavenly Dipper Dao Art he had painstakingly cultivated was indeed outdated.
The invincible image of Wei Suifeng in his heart crumbled yet again.
Qin Mu glanced at him and praised, "Nephew Yu, your talent and comprehension are truly not bad. In just a short moment, you've broken the god within your heart, greatly enhancing your Dao heart cultivation!"
Yu Chudu let out a muffled groan.
Qin Mu led the group flying toward the White Earth region among the Nine Provinces below, sighing, "It's precisely because your master's Heavenly Dipper Dao Art comes from the Great Cultivation Demon Scripture that I cannot learn his technique. Our techniques share the same origin; cultivating the Heavenly Dipper Dao Art wouldn't allow me to build another heavenly palace."
Seeing that none of them were changing their appearances, Yu Chudu reminded them, "Uncle-Master, it would be best for us to change our looks..."
"No need," Qin Mu said with a smile. "I possess divine consciousness as powerful as an Imperial Seat. In anyone's eyes, we won't appear as we truly are. Even an Imperial Seat expert, if not paying close attention, won't see our real forms."
Yu Chudu was filled with doubt and uncertainty.
The White Earth of Ji Province was the central province of the Nine Provinces world, located in the middle of the Nine Provinces. Looking down from above, the mountains of this White Earth Divine Province were white, and the earth was also white, very peculiar.
White beasts roamed the White Earth, their fur pure white without a single stray hair. These strange creatures lurked among the forests and mountains, making them hard to spot.
However, the White Earth was also engulfed in war. Tens of thousands of cultivators, led by gods and demons, were conquering lands, capturing mortals and cultivators to be slaves. Wars between nations were also common.
They wore snow-white mink fur robes, their garments as white as snow, yet on the battlefield, blood stained their clothes and the white sand, with corpses strewn everywhere.
Qin Mu even noticed that customs from the Dragon Han Era had been preserved.
When two major forces went to war and clashed, they would often bring slaves to the front lines, set up crude altars, and blood-sacrifice these slaves to summon ancient gods or powerful half-gods to aid them.
Qin Mu didn't see any ancient gods of the White Earth descending, but he did see many half-gods with wings or single eyes and four arms descending, slaughtering on the battlefield, unleashing their divine might.
"Why has it become like this here?" Qin Mu frowned, asking Yu Chudu.
"It has always been like this," Yu Chudu shook his head. "It's not just the White Earth; the other eight provinces are the same. My master told me that the rules here are the same as in the Dragon Han Era—relying on blood sacrifices to invite gods to descend and assist, plundering land and wealth. When cultivators become gods, they ascend to the ancestral star of the Nine Provinces and wait for others to use blood sacrifices to invite them back down. My master wanted to change the Nine Provinces and the Three Pillar Heavens, but he never achieved much. When he was still alive..."
Qin Mu's expression turned strange, and he reminded, "Cloud Luo Emperor isn't dead yet."
Yu Chudu was startled and exclaimed, "My master isn't dead?! And here I was crying at his funeral for over ten days!"
He shook his head again, saying, "All us fellow disciples thought our master had been taken to the Execution Platform and utterly destroyed, so we grieved for a long time and eventually left Cloud Luo Palace to become outlaws. But now, all my fellow disciples are dead..."
His face darkened, but then he perked up, saying, "When my master was the Cloud Luo Emperor here, he wanted to change the traditions of the Nine Provinces and the Three Pillar Heavens. The nine ancient gods of the Nine Provinces and the three ancient gods of the Three Pillar Heavens came to him and said that the rules of ten thousand years could not be changed. Out of respect for my master being human, they agreed to remove humans from the sacrificial offerings as a favor. My master refused and fought a battle."
Qin Mu asked, "What happened then?"
"Those twelve ancient gods were beaten into submission and agreed to abolish blood sacrifices," Yu Chudu paused, then continued, "But they turned around and reported to the White Emperor. The White Emperor scolded my master, saying that the entire Western Heaven followed such rules—was Cloud Luo Emperor trying to break the Western Heaven's customs? Only then did my master realize, heh, that this Western Heaven was still stuck in the Dragon Han Era, never having changed."
He let out a long sigh, saying, "So my master bowed his head, apologized to the ancient gods of the Nine Provinces and the Three Pillar Heavens, and removed humans from the sacrificial offerings. Those twelve ancient gods didn't make things difficult for him; they just sneered and mocked him a bit. My master forced a smile, but after returning, he cried for a long time."
Qin Mu's heart trembled, and he said slowly, "Cloud Luo Emperor can cry too?"
Yu Chudu turned his head away and wiped his eyes, saying, "All of us fellow disciples were orphans my master picked up. None of us had good talent; I was the best among them. This Cloud Luo Palace was mockingly called the Orphan Palace, heh. In those days, I was very happy following my master. Later, when my master's situation was exposed and the Heavenly Court took him away, we thought he was dead, so we all descended to the lower realms."
He looked up, his voice hoarse, "After my master left, the Nine Provinces and the Three Pillar Heavens returned to their old ways. Whenever major forces and nations went to war, they still used humans as sacrifices to the ancient gods and half-gods of the Nine Provinces and the Three Pillar Heavens. We fellow disciples rebelled because we couldn't accept it, but we never expected..."
Qin Mu patted him on the shoulder and said, "Don't grieve. Your fellow disciples, their spirits in heaven, will watch over you and bless you. Let's go. Where is the ancestral star of those nine ancient gods of the Nine Provinces?"
Yu Chudu was taken aback and asked doubtfully, "Uncle-Master, aren't we going to the Spirit Energy Transfer Bridge to head to the White Emperor Heaven Palace? Why do we need to see the ancient gods?"
Qin Mu looked at the sky, his gaze warm as jade, and said, "I have a natural alliance with the ancient gods. They need me, and I need them. But the ancient gods of the Nine Provinces and the Three Pillar Heavens have clearly sided with the Heavenly Court and become the White Emperor's dogs. So..."
He withdrew his gaze, revealing a smile as bright as spring sunshine: "I'll take you to kill a few ancient gods."
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