Poor Taoist Qiu Chuji

Chapter 408 The Golden Apple and the Source of Turmoil
"Hey! Can everyone hear me?" A voice with a distinct Chinese accent rang in the ears of all Americans.

Most of the people who heard the sound stopped what they were doing.

Although the American people have been tested over time and have become very resilient to many things as one 'god' after another has revealed their majesty in the world, they were still somewhat surprised by Qiu Chuji's shout.

People who huddled together immediately started talking to each other.

Of course, those who party hard in broad daylight won't care.

After all, it's very likely that they are constantly hearing all sorts of sounds.

"I hope everyone can hear me! I am Qiu Chuji... a love from China!"

"For many reasons, I love you deeply, so I have come from afar to bring you the good news."

As the sound spread throughout America, even to the backyard next door, everyone could see a huge, seemingly real but actually illusory golden tree gradually appearing in their sight.

This is an apple tree, and on this towering golden apple tree, there are sparkling golden star-like points of light.

"As you can see, this is a mythical golden apple tree, and each golden apple symbolizes the highest opportunity. Life, wealth, power, luck, strength... can all be obtained by eating the golden apple."

As Qiu Chuji finished speaking, the eyes of the American people became burning with fervor.

Freedom and democracy are merely labels they use to promote themselves. In reality, class distinctions have long been solidified, and most ordinary people struggle their entire lives only to find themselves unable to become even dogs.

That is why they desperately crave a chance to completely change their fate.

"Oh no! This despicable outsider!" Upon hearing this, John Jonathan, the god of science, vaguely understood what Qiu Chuji was planning to do.

All the satellites began searching for Qiu Chuji's exact whereabouts.

Once his location is pinpointed, we'll have to drive away this 'guardian' from China, even if it means deploying giant mushrooms.

"So, here's the key question: how do we get these golden apples?" Qiu Chuji's voice continued.

"First! No matter what industry you are in or what kind of person you are, as long as you achieve the true meaning of 'first,' you will receive the golden apple bestowed by the golden apple tree. Once you eat it, it will satisfy your deepest desire."

At that moment, countless people shouted loudly, asking questions and wanting Qiu Chuji to explain the specific meaning of this more clearly.

After all, the United States has its own unique national circumstances, and the general public at the bottom of society has limited education and their comprehension abilities are not particularly high.

"If you're a thief, then you must become a master thief; if you're a businessman, then you must become the richest man in the country; if you're a politician, then you must become the president of your country; if you're a gigolo, then you must become the most popular, the most dazzling, and the most coveted superstar. As long as you can achieve these things, the Golden Apple will choose you. The evaluation is conducted every three months. As long as you maintain stability in your profession for the first three months, you can receive the Golden Apple's reward." Qiu Chuji's explanation followed.

It would be hard to believe that Qiu Chuji didn't intentionally compare the richest man and the president to a thief or a clown.

boom!
The crowd, who finally understood, immediately erupted in enthusiastic cheers.

They have no hope of becoming the richest man or the president.

But they still have hope in other industries.

Lawyers, doctors, chefs, gardeners, journalists, truck drivers... there are top performers in every profession.

Becoming the number one in the industry grants the opportunity for a complete leap in social class, and even a fundamental shift in life itself—no one could resist that temptation.

Even someone with absolutely no legitimate skills, who says that zero-dollar shopping isn't a special kind of profession?

Qiu Chuji is dismantling the structure of America in the most unreasonable way.

Originally, this structure should have collapsed when those returning home came back!

After all, those who have the opportunity to travel through time are not necessarily rich and powerful people. But as long as they return and show extraordinary abilities, they will spontaneously become beneficiaries, eating at the table while trampling their former selves underfoot.

Now, Qiu Chuji is stirring up trouble and projecting the elements of change.

What's important is not the golden apple itself, but the hope and change that many people had given up and lost, which Qiu Chuji gave back to them.

As long as chaos ensues, Qiu Chuji's name and the things he did will be remembered forever.

If this country truly undergoes a fundamental transformation, then Qiu Chuji, along with everything that is reborn, will be recorded and celebrated.

Whoosh whoosh!
Missiles flew toward the golden apple tree.

This wasn't done by America's native gods, but by those who hold power and the right to speak.

They are scared!

Immortality... something they once desperately longed for and pursued, was actually no longer out of reach for them after the returnees appeared.

Rather than fighting for the so-called golden apple, they would rather use their power and wealth to exchange for what they want from those so-called 'gods'.

The appearance of this golden apple tree was the greatest challenge to their rights and authority, and it was shaking the very foundation of their rule.

They absolutely will not allow those who have been enslaved and domesticated to have a real chance to rise up and completely turn their lives around.

Missiles exploded one after another, but they did not damage or touch the golden apple tree in the slightest.

It stood there, towering high above the earth, scornfully ignoring the ants' self-righteous resistance.

Without a doubt, Qiu Chuji's methods became much more intense and radical after he went abroad.

After all, once he attained the Great Luo realm, why would he care if America was engulfed in flood?

"Qiu Chuji...you've gone too far!" A cloaked mage passed through a portal and appeared opposite Qiu Chuji.

"Who are you?"

"The God of Magic, Shebil...!"

"You little bastard, take a break!" Qiu Chuji struck out with his palm, crushing his source of magic, and then threw this god of magic into the spatial turbulence, leaving him to be torn apart.

For someone who can't even compare to an immortal, whose power relies more on drawing and borrowing from heaven and earth, any extra effort Qiu Chuji puts in is a waste of time.

The God of Magic... Although the primordial energy in the world is surging and there is a trend of the extraordinary gradually spreading downwards, it is still too early, and various cultivation civilizations have not spread yet. What is the difference between calling him the 'God of Magic' at this time and a king without territory or soldiers?
More figures began to appear, and the American gods who had previously been hidden were now forced to show themselves and face Qiu Chuji together.

After all, Qiu Chuji's move now goes beyond simply flipping the table.

It's even more like digging up their roots.

These American gods are unlike the Chinese gods who had the concept of spiritual cultivation.

The latter is comprehensive; although each has its own strengths, the upper and lower limits are not too far apart.

Like Qiu Chuji, he was skilled in various close and long-range combat and had some knowledge of formations, but when it came to refining weapons and pills, he was only slightly average, though not entirely incapable.

Other areas, such as divination and astrology, are also areas I have some knowledge of; I am by no means completely ignorant of them.

The gods of America, however, do not have a concept of all-round development, so they are very powerful in their areas of expertise, but are just like ordinary people in their areas of weakness.

At this point, if a large number of extraordinary individuals begin to emerge from the ranks of ordinary people, it would pose a great threat to their status.

Not to mention competing with other returning travelers, they might even fall victim to the local natives in the future. "Demon from the East, you must pay the price for your actions!" The white-bearded, robed old man, holding a gleaming golden cross-shaped longsword, shouted at Qiu Chuji.

"If you want to fight, then fight! Stop talking nonsense!" Qiu Chuji was waiting for these guys to show up.

He has already cultivated to the Golden Immortal level, and is only half a step away from becoming a Grand Luo Golden Immortal.

Shouldn't we be a little more reckless at this point?
The sword light tore through the clouds, and the white-robed old man fell through the cracks in the void.

With fingers spread, the millstone of the five elements manifested in the void, turning to clear out the miscellaneous soldiers.

The eight-winged thunder colossus pounced, enveloped in lightning, its cross-shaped pupils pulsating with mechanical divine runes.

The American gods of Thor and Machine launched a fierce attack on Qiu Chuji simultaneously.

They are all considered top-tier gods in America. Although they certainly don't qualify as Golden Immortals, they do possess Golden Immortal-level combat power in special attacks.

Qiu Chuji made a sword gesture with his fingers, and the sword shadow condensed into a chain of stars from the Big Dipper, which hard-hit the massive electric arc that was about to strike.

The void was shaken open by the collision of the two, creating a spiderweb-like crack.

The phantom image of the Statue of Liberty appeared, and the flames of freedom burned toward Qiu Chuji.

These flames, unrestricted by the power of the Five Elements, are about to fall upon Qiu Chuji.

As expected... the power of the Five Elements is the distinguisher of the strong.

Anyone who can't even get past the Five Elements Power test must be a nobody.

Faced with the flames of freedom, Qiu Chuji flicked his sword, the sharp blade slicing through the flames along with the phantom of the Statue of Liberty.

In the instant the Statue of Liberty's phantom image dissipated, a bearded man dressed as a woman fell from the void, plummeting towards the city below.

At the same time, strange expressions appeared on the faces of several male deities.

Of course, minor emotional fluctuations on the battlefield are not worth paying too much attention to.

At the same time, Qiu Chuji also created a large number of thought clones and began to set up formations and cast spells.

Although it is a case of the few fighting against the many, it is too early to say who is few and who is many.

As the Taoist robe billowed, a massive amount of crimson light burst forth, and the sword energy transformed into nine burning flame dragons, forcefully shredding the giant blade woven from millions of faith symbols.

The moment the golden mecha giant swung its mechanical scepter and unleashed a mental storm, Qiu Chu's mecha body vanished without a trace, crushing down with the weight of an entire world.

The mechanical god that had been assaulting Qiu Chuji with a mental storm was squeezed out of the mecha, revealing its frail body.

Then the mechanical god's true form began to blur, revealing a gigantic mechanical god silhouette looking down from beyond the heavens, half of its face piercing through the clouds.

Accompanied by the resonance of electric arcs and steam, all mechanical creations throughout America began to fly toward the enormous mechanical god-like figure, clearly intending to use these mechanical parts to solidify the ethereal mechanical god-like figure.

"Fancy!" Qiu Chuji's sword light magnified, wrapped in starlight, as if piercing through the world, and slashed straight down.

Swish!
All the soaring mechanical parts began to shatter, and the enormous mechanical shadow, after flashing a few times, vanished into the sky.

Rumble...!
Thunder, like a waterfall, rushed towards Qiu Chuji.

This is a formidable opponent!
Although the name of Thor is ancient, in the realm of the extraordinary, sometimes the older something is, the more powerful it is.

Because an ancient civilization that is not powerful is not qualified to be passed down.

In Western mythology, Thor usually plays the role of a god-king.

Zeus and Odin were both gods who wielded the power of thunder.

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The chaotic, mythical battlefield left the crowd below parched.

This battle was undoubtedly the best global publicity for the Golden Apple Tree.

The people's ideas were very simple. The fact that the gods opposed and resisted it meant that the golden apple tree had shaken their position and their cheese.

Qiu Chuji's ability to surpass even the gods convinced everyone that he could indeed bestow immense power upon ordinary people.

Although few people spoke up, almost everyone was silently cheering on Qiu Chuji.

They hoped that Qiu Chuji would succeed, protect the golden apple tree, and truly give them an equal opportunity.

From this perspective, Qiu Chuji's trip to America was a success.

He gained people's recognition and planted the seeds.

In the future, even in a world derived from Western cultural background, there will still be a high probability that a powerful deity like Qiu Chuji will emerge.

Regardless of whether Qiu Chuji plays the role of justice or evil in those worlds, as long as his powerful imprint is left, the definition of time on Qiu Chuji will become increasingly blurred with the passage of time.

This battle between gods lasted for half a month.

All the gods tacitly avoided letting the aftermath of the battle affect the city below.

This shows that, in fact, this seemingly incredibly fierce battle was still under control.

Half a month later, some gods gradually began to withdraw from the battlefield.

They can't fight anymore!

This world has not yet experienced a true explosion of primordial energy. Those returning home who lack sufficient resources have already exhausted their resources in half a month of fighting. If they continue to fight, even if they are not killed by Qiu Chuji, they will be devoured by other gods in future competitions due to their lack of trump cards.

The war of the gods continues, but on a smaller scale.

More than two months have passed in the blink of an eye!

The magnificent spectacle of twinkling lights that had previously graced the sky was no longer there.

Only occasional flashes of thunder and fire indicate that the battle has not truly ended.

In this battle of the gods, the Golden Apple rule set by Qiu Chuji has already begun to take effect.

Hundreds of golden apples transformed into streams of light, piercing through the clouds and falling upon many people in America.

At this moment, Qiu Chuji reversed the Five Elements of Creation, trapping those deities who wanted to stop the golden apple from falling.

Only then did they understand why Qiu Chuji, with his abilities, had managed to drag out the fight against them for three months.

This was to ensure that the distribution of the first batch of golden apples would proceed without any errors.

Once the crack is successfully created the first time, no matter how many times it is made or how much they try to stop it, someone will always find a way to get more.

A thousand-mile embankment was destroyed by an ant nest!

(End of this chapter)