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Chapter 301: Wu Gong Yu Extra: Girl and God (Character)
Mother once said.

The human race is hateful because they once betrayed the gods they believed in.

Demons are born to be enemies of humans.

I don't think that's entirely true.

On the long road of cultivation, I have also seen many people who are chivalrous and care about the common people. Some of them are scholars who are determined to die, some are heroic swordsmen wielding swords, and some are guards sitting on the Great Wall.

I just hope that when they are finished, they won't suffer too much pain.

Give them enough respect.

But the human race in Middle-earth doesn't seem to think so.

They call themselves - witches.

After a long time, this name has become quite intimidating.

In a cold and damp dungeon.

Wu Gongyu, whose hands and feet were shackled, looked at Sui Yuqing who was leaving. In her eyes that belonged to Qi Muxue, there was an indescribable emotion and aftertaste.

She was not simply attracted by the potential of the inner demon in Sui Yuqing, but recalled her past self.

It seems to be the same. I know nothing about the outside world, and everything I say and do comes from instinct.

Sui Yuqing's inner demon was born so long ago that it already had its own ideas.

She is the product of desire and passion.

These are all the seven emotions and six desires that Fairy Cihang cultivated in the Supreme Forgetfulness.

Perhaps in the eyes of the monks, this is all dirt and impurities.

But Wu Gongyu believes that this is the most real part of being human.

Influenced by the trauma of her childhood, Fairy Cihang wanted to abandon all distractions for the sake of the Great Dao and cultivation, stabilize her heart of Tao, reach the top three, and become a person comparable to gods. Without lust, there would be no such thing as damage to her heart of Tao. This is the usual practice of many Qigong practitioners. Abandoning the seven emotions and six desires means stabilizing their own heart of Tao.

However, the inner demon doesn't want this to happen.

Wu Gongyu smiled faintly.

Maybe, the person who most wants to sleep with Lu Mingyuan is actually the inner demon?
When the two met for the first time, the inner demon's first reaction was to avoid.

Because Wu Gongyu was born as a demon, he is the most noble demon clan. He can give the greatest sense of oppression to any demon from his bloodline and soul.

No demon can hide.

The concealment and tricks they are so proud of are nothing but a show of skill in front of an amateur.

This is a talent unique to the demon clan.

There are clear levels in the demon bloodline.

Heavenly demons, earthly demons, and human demons.

Human demons are also called inner demons. They are a very large type of demon. They are often born from the acquired mutations of cultivators and are the lowest status type of demon.

Their ancestors were born as human beings, but joined the Holy Underworld and turned to practicing magic. Even after thousands and tens of thousands of years, the human smell on their descendants has been almost washed away, and they look very similar to the devil, but their blood is still not pure enough.

However, there are not that many real demons.

This also resulted in the situation of the Heavenly Demon Clan not being as good as imagined.

The conflicts within the Holy Underworld have always been huge.

It is not easy for any race to stand out.

If it weren't for that person, maybe I wouldn't be who I am today.

a hundred years ago.

The moonlight is like a curtain, beneath the Great Wall at the border.

There were corpses all over the ground, and the earth was stained with blood. On the ground of a broken city wall, a slim girl with flying black hair and wearing animal skin and bone armor pulled out her sword from the chest of a bloody man. Blood splattered all over her face, but fortunately there was a wooden carved dead cow mask on her face to block the blood from entering her eyes.

The disciple in front of him, who was wearing the sect's uniform, had already turned into a cold corpse.

The city wall in front of me is a hundred meters high and majestic.

“——Buzz!”

A heavy horn sounded, and the dense army slowly retreated.

The girl exhaled heavily and dragged her tired body towards the direction of the witch clan camp.

All the warriors of her tribe had died in the battle, and she was the only one who escaped.

This border wall, which has stood for tens of thousands of years, has never fallen down. It overlooks the north all year round, making the Holy Land afraid to approach.

Her name is Wu Gongyu, she is sixteen years old and is from the demon clan.

His mother is the princess of the Sky Demon Clan, and his father is the patriarch of the Witch Clan. Their identities are indeed noble, but he still needs to undergo the trial of the coming-of-age ceremony, accept the gift of God, and become a God-given person before he can gain power in the clan.

Before leaving, Wu Gongyu turned over the corpses on the ground to see if he could find any spoils.

She dug out a storage ring, a broken flying sword, and a crumpled piece of letter sealed with wax.

Wu Gongyu opened the letter and glanced at it.

Fortunately, she had read the human language and could understand most of the content.

But why is the content of this letter so corny?
It seems to be written about a woman.

After reading it, she looked at the body of the Taoist disciple in silence, and then took the letter away.

He picked up the sword and returned to the witch clan’s headquarters.

A loud and angry voice came from the front:
"Wu Gongyu, all the Wu warriors who accompanied you in this battle have died. You are the only one who came back. As the chief officer, you have a great responsibility!"

The girl looked towards the fire in the center and saw an old man wearing a fur coat, with intricate symbols on his face and holding a scepter. He looked very dissatisfied.

This old man is the war representative sent by the Wu Clan. He is the high priest of the clan and holds a high position of power.

The high priest is no different from the prime minister in the tribe, and only the tribe leader can give orders to the high priest.

Wu Gongyu pursed her lips and said, "I am only responsible for killing the enemies. Commanding them is too troublesome."

"As long as the enemy is killed, the result will be good."

After saying that, she threw the spoils in her hand.

Seeing her being so unreasonable, the Wu Clan High Priest was extremely angry and cursed:

"To use the words of the human race, you are a rotten tree that cannot be carved!"

"Don't join the war anymore, reflect on it!"

Soon, she was kicked out of the camp.

After all, the Bison Tribe’s status in the Witch Tribe is not high enough.

If the Bison Tribe was stronger, perhaps she wouldn't have to face such criticism.

It was a rare thing for my mother, a member of the demon clan, to fall in love with my father.

For this, he gave up his position in the Demonic Kingdom.

Wu Gongyu lowered her head, thinking as she walked. When she walked out of the tent, there happened to be a man slightly older than her waiting for her at the door.

The man wore a horned helmet, but it couldn't hide the heroic look on his face. He had a wheat-colored complexion and well-developed muscles. He leaned against her with his arms folded across his chest, waiting for her.

"Being scolded again?"

The man was smiling.

Wu Gongyu said embarrassedly: "Well, the high priest is too annoying."

"The high priest is indeed a bit harsh, but he really does it for your own good."

The heroic man said softly, "As the young master of the Bison Tribe, I should lead by example. You, you'd better be careful and don't always rush to the front."

"I know, brother. I'll listen to you."

Wu Gongyu listened to her brother's words more often.

This is her only biological brother.

He is also the best brother.

From childhood to adulthood, no matter what kind of beatings and scoldings she experienced, or whether her peers bullied her, her brother would always deal with it.

"Brother, do you know what this is?"

Wu Gongyu took out the letter he had seized on the battlefield and handed it to the person in front of him.

Young Master Bison took the letter, glanced at it briefly, and a smile appeared on his lips.

“It’s a love letter.”

"It was written by a man to a woman, and it looks like he has a crush on her."

Wu Gongyu asked curiously: "What is secret love?"

"One of them knows and the other doesn't."

"It sounds miserable."

Wu Gongyu exclaimed.

Young Master Bison smiled softly: "You are wrong. Love between men and women should be one of the most beautiful things in the world. It's just that sometimes, things don't go as planned, and there is really nothing you can do about it."

"But this does not affect the status of feelings in people's hearts."

Wu Gongyu thought deeply for a while, looking troubled: "If I kill him, will he never see his beloved girl again?"

Young Master Bison stroked her black hair and consoled her: "Don't blame yourself. This is not your fault. Everything is because we are in different camps, have different missions, and carry different things."

"You must remember, if one day you meet someone who threatens your life, no matter what kind of person he is, you must not have any compassion. You must kill him decisively. Otherwise, you will be the one to die."

Wu Gongyu nodded and agreed, "I understand."

"I think I understand what my brother meant."

this moment.

She seemed to be wondering why the high priest was so angry because of something she had done.

Every Wu clan warrior, like this Taoist disciple, has his own relatives and friends.

Her mischief has indeed hurt many people invisibly.

This may also be the difference between the Wu clan and other races.

The Witch Clan is not like the Bone Clan, the Ghost Clan and others, they belong to the ranks of the undead.

The witch clan, like the demons, are creatures of the Holy Underworld, and the conditions of their birth are very different from those of the undead.

The young master of the Wild Bull turned his back and said with a feeling: "We, the Wu Clan, are blessed by the gods. We can often survive disasters and have talents and roots that ordinary people can't imagine. But I, brother, still envy the life of the human race more."

"Why is that? I heard from others that everything in the human race seems to be controlled by rules. It's not a good place and it's not free."

Wu Gongyu was very confused.

In the Holy Underworld, the Middle-earth region has been portrayed as a cage-like place, but it possesses considerable treasure resources and fortune, waiting for the people of the Holy Underworld to discover.

Young Master Bison looked at his sixteen-year-old sister and said with a faint smile:

"Since the Middle Ages, humans have relied on themselves for everything. Everything they have is free."

"So-called principles and rules are boundaries set to protect the existence of the weak."

"On the other hand, in the Holy Underworld, it seems that everything is free, the strong are respected, and the weak can only become slaves. However, even the most basic things of cultivation must be approved by the gods. For example, if you cannot meet the requirements of the gods during your coming-of-age ceremony this time, you cannot become a true witch warrior."

"The disorder of day and night, and the danger of unknown darkness, have caused people to fear the gods more and more. This fear cannot be eliminated even if ten thousand or one hundred thousand years have passed."

Wu Gongyu asked with admiration: "Lord God, how powerful are you?"

The young master of the Wild Bull laughed: "How strong? I'm afraid the word strong is a bit inappropriate. If you cultivate to become a witch god, you can imitate the ancient witch ancestors, reshape the six reincarnations, and even bring the dead back to life. You can do many impossible things. It can no longer be summarized by the word strong. It is basically equivalent to being blessed by heaven and earth and being respected for all eternity."

"Brother, where did these thoughts of yours come from?"

Wu Gongyu became suspicious and felt that what her brother said was actually quite dangerous.

If these ideas were released, it would undoubtedly be considered treasonous and would lead to punishment from the temple.

"Don't worry, it's not to the point where you can't even complain." The young master of Bison smiled faintly.

He glanced at the huge team and said, "Okay, it's almost time. Leave the rest to me. Go back and recuperate for a few days. Don't go to the battlefield anymore."

"Ah."

Wu Gongyu finally returned to the tribe.

Thanks to her mother's mediation, she was able to pass her coming-of-age ceremony.

Therefore, one must participate in the worship of gods and accept the ceremony of inviting gods.

Only after undergoing the ceremony and leaving traces of the gods on the body, can one be considered truly qualified to become a candidate for God's messenger.

I don’t know how many people covet the position of God’s messenger.

She is a member of the clan and has extraordinary talent, which is why she has this qualification.

"We're here. The altar for the ceremony is inside."

Wu Gongyu stopped in front of an old and mottled wooden pavilion.

She looked at the two statues at the door and felt eerie and strange.

She entered the wooden pavilion with other members of the Wu clan. It was dim inside, and they lit a few candles given by the Great Underworld God himself. The weak candles were not enough for illumination, and it seemed more like they were just for the ceremony.

There were about ten people in the room. At first glance, they were all young boys and girls of the same age as himself. They were kneeling on the ground with their heads down. In front of them, there was a priest wearing a black mask sitting on the ground. He held a stone in his left hand and a black scepter in his right hand. There were all kinds of strange symbols engraved on the stone with mottled blood.

"The ceremony begins now."

The masked priest spoke coldly and stood up.

The first young man timidly stretched out his hand. The priest handed the stone to him, asked him to hold it tightly, and asked: "What is your name? Are you married? Have you ever had sex?"

The young man first said his name, then immediately shook his head, indicating that he was still a virgin.

The priest nodded, but his brows suddenly furrowed.

"what?"

He picked up the scepter and wiped it across the young man's arm. A flash of light appeared, revealing the skin underneath. On the skin, there was a black and purple magic pattern.

When Wu Gongyu saw the black and purple lines, he knew he was dead.

She was very familiar with this situation. This was a gift from other gods. Once accepted, it could not be modified at will. Gods did not allow their believers to have two masters.

But some people really want to get away with it and gain the power of both gods.

To know.

The power of two gods means supreme talent, the power obtained is even stronger, and the speed of cultivation is more than ten times that of ordinary people.

"You have been defiled by other gods and abandoned the gods of the witch clan." The priest said in a cold voice.

The boy's pupils shrank into small pieces. His skin was dark, and he originally wanted to use some secret techniques to get away with it. However, he never expected that the priest's eyes were as sharp as lightning, and even in such a dim environment, he still saw through his disguise at a glance.

"No! No... This is a birthmark, a birthmark... I have had it since my mother's womb! I don't believe in any other gods, no... Master Priest, please believe me!"

The young man raised his head, his dark face had turned pale with fear. He spoke incoherently and his body was shaking as if he had been electrocuted.

The priest looked at him coldly.

A blood spot appeared on the boy's chest and quickly expanded into a pool of scarlet color. The boy's pupils became dim, and after uttering a few meaningless syllables from his throat, he fell to the ground like a piece of wood and died.

The priest glanced at the two disciples kneeling in the front row. The two disciples could not ignore this gaze, so they stood up tremblingly, carried the boy's body away, and threw it away somewhere unknown.

Another young man was called up by the priest.

The young man was slightly plump, dressed elegantly, and wore a giant beast bone pendant around his neck. He seemed to be from a good family.

"I am Zhu Rong from the Yingzhao tribe." He trembled all over.

The priest glanced at his wrist, handed him the stone, and asked as usual: "Are you married? Do you want to have sex?"

The young man's thighs swayed, and he knelt in front of the Taoist priest involuntarily, saying in a trembling voice: "No... never."

hum-

The stone made a sharp sound, which startled everyone present and made them straighten their backs.

The slightly plump young man who was slumped on the ground was heartbroken. A young master like him, who was born in a prominent family, was not married yet, but he had many slaves at home, so how could he be a virgin?
This was originally a great asset for him to brag about with other tribal leaders, but now it has become the knife that costs him his life.

He fell to his knees and shouted, "I am the second son of the Yingzhao tribe. I don't know how I came here. I heard from my tribesmen that I can get blessings from the temple if I come here. I didn't know there are so many conditions. My family has an old relationship with a priest of the Wu tribe temple. Can you see if I can..."

However, soon a short scream was heard, blood stained his shirt red, he fell to the ground, twitched twice, and no longer moved.

No one at the scene sympathized with him.

Blasphemy is a capital crime.

This person must have treated the ceremony as a joke, bragging to others about how he could enter the temple, but he ended up coming here without finding out the details.

The next one will soon be Wu Gongyu's turn.

Like the previous disciple, she had to answer those three questions.

The girl held the stone, showed the priest her wrist, and then replied softly: "My name is Wu Gongyu, I have never been married, and I have never had sex..."

The priest hummed and observed her for a while.

Then the ceremony was held in silence.

in this process.

A green glow began to appear in Wu Gongyu's demonic pupils.

A dark shadow was seen on the priest's face.

The black shadow had a long tail and a wrinkled face that squeezed the facial features.

suddenly--

Countless blood-red eyes that looked like slits in flesh opened, emitting blood-red light. The black shadow's face opened its lips, revealing sharp white teeth, as if it was laughing.

Her eyes can see the body and soul of demons.

In a sense, what she saw was the essence.

"What are you looking at?"

The indifferent voice reached his ears, Wu Gongyu came back to his senses, and said calmly:

"nothing."

She didn't know how to describe what happened just now, she just felt it was very strange.

Something that cannot be described in words.

indescribable.

"I hope that when you receive the blessing later, you will not look up at the gods with such eyes, otherwise you will be in danger."

For the first time ever, the priest began to remind people.

With a certain premonition, Wu Gongyu felt as if he had touched upon some taboo.

The ceremony went on very quickly.

Wu Gongyu kept kneeling and keeping the posture motionless. A cold feeling rose from his spine, as if he was being stared at by some terrifying existence.

After a stick of incense.

"The ceremony is over. Please check the marks."

"If there is no mark, it means that you have not been chosen by the gods."

As the priest's voice sounded, everyone finally stood up and checked every part of their body.

"What a pity, he was not selected. It seems that he does not have enough potential."

"This is a blessing. If you can get it, a breakthrough is only a matter of time."

After it's over, some are happy and some are sad.

Wu Gongyu found that the back of his hand was itchy, and a black line appeared.

From this moment on, she became a candidate for God's messenger.

Since becoming a candidate for God's Messenger, Wu Gongyu received a set of loose black robes filled with magical power that can enable him to exert 120% of his strength. It is a rare treasure.

Only candidates are eligible to wear it.

She found that after she became a candidate for God's envoy, the eyes of people around her changed and they showed her more respect.

Even the previous high priest didn't dare to scold her casually.

She just wanted to tell her brother the news.

Show off well.

This wait.

That's three years.

Three years have passed.

The war between Middle-earth and Holy Underworld lasted for three years and has not yet ended.

My brother hasn't come back yet.

But she has become a true messenger of God, and the word "candidate" has been removed.

until one day.

The news about the young master of Bison was passed back to the tribe.

"What?! The young master betrayed the Wu clan!"

"He actually openly became an enemy of the ten clans of the underworld just for a human woman!"

"How beautiful is that human girl to be able to charm the young master like this?"

When Wu Gongyu heard the news, it was like a bolt from the blue. She quickly asked:
"Where did you get the news?"

When the people around her saw her, respect appeared on their faces: "Master Divine Envoy, this is from Zhongdu. It is said that the young master let an important human woman run away, and was then held accountable by the Great Underworld Court."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wu Gongyu disappeared in front of him and flew away.

"Lord God's Messenger! Where are you going?"

Wu Gongyu didn't care and was determined to travel thousands of miles to the capital of Zhongdu.

One month later.

Because of her noble status, she saw the extremely haggard Young Master Bison in the prison of Zhongdu.

Wu Gongyu immediately lay down in front of the cell and shouted:

"Brother, you should admit your mistake to the court and tell us the whereabouts of the human woman. Mother is the priestess of the tribe, and she will plead for you!"

The first reaction of the young master of the wild bull, whose face was numb, when he saw Wu Gongyu, was a long-lost smile.

"After becoming a divine messenger, I have really grown up a lot."

Apparently, he had been asking about Wu Gongyu's news a lot over the years.

But when he heard what his sister said, he shook his head: "This matter is not as simple as you think. There are too many forces involved behind the scenes. It is better for you not to know about it now."

"Even my mother might lose her position as a priest because of me. Don't make things difficult for her."

"Go back. I am already very happy to see you for the last time."

"From now on, the Bison Tribe will be handed over to you."

"I, the young master, am indeed not qualified enough."

No matter how she persuaded him, he just couldn't change his mind.

Wu Gongyu really didn't understand.

It was clearly said by my brother himself that no matter what happens, you must put your own life first.

Don't have any compassion.

But why did he have to suffer such treatment just for saving a human woman?
The day of execution.

Wu Gongyu was among the crowd, looking at the young master of the Bison who was tied to the cross.

In the holy world.

Anyone who betrays God will be punished by God.

With the help of God, leave this world.

this day.

A bright meteor appeared in the sky.

The trajectory of the meteor is like the body of a giant beast, like Mount Tai pressing down, with a lot of dark matter attached to it.

Everyone moved away from the area, intending to witness the divine punishment.

It seemed that my brother was about to die and even his soul would be destroyed.

She still ignored her brother's instructions and ran towards the cross:

"No one is allowed to hurt my brother!!"

The elder of the blood clan beside him said calmly:
"No one can interrupt the divine punishment. Leave quickly!"

That ultimately stopped her from moving forward.

It was a god from Dongdu who knocked her away with just a wave of his hand.

The fire of the meteor flooded the cross, and in an instant, the area within a hundred miles became a no-man's land.

Looking at the ruins in front of me, and the smoke and flames rising into the sky.

Wu Gongyu suddenly lost all hope.

In an instant, she recalled her brother's teachings. Her life experience had been controversial since she was born. It was her brother who protected her and brought her to where she is today.

But now, she can only go on alone.

"Do you also feel despair and regret?"

At this moment, a mysterious whisper sounded from Wu Gongyu's mind.

A scarlet prompt appeared in front of Wu Gongyu.

[Every past is a new beginning]

[It is better to join the road of reincarnation and let everything return to dust]

"Who?"

"Who's talking?"

Wu Gongyu was surprised to find that the God-given symbol on the back of his hand emitted a faint light.

Could it be that the gods are talking to me?

Although she had become a messenger of God, she had never met God face to face, not even by voice.

"Lord God?!"

Wu Gongyu called out in her heart with half belief and half doubt.

The voice sounded again:

"We need you to be the spokesperson for God and to dominate this world on our behalf, and to go to places we cannot reach."

Wu Gongyu asked back: "Am I not already a divine messenger?"

“This is just the first step.”

"We will give you instructions and grant you greater power. You can do whatever you want."

Hearing this, Wu Gongyu thought for a long time.

Her brother's smile flashed through her mind, and she clenched her fist and said:
"Okay, I promise you!"

The whispers sounded again:

"From today on, you are the future master of this country."

"Please keep this divine object first."

Wu Gongyu discovered that a suspended black tortoise shell filled with intricate symbols appeared in his mind at some point.

(End of this chapter)