My whole family are full of geniuses, I really don't want to be a succubus!

Looking at the words formed by the rosin, for a moment, Su Yi thought she was seeing things and that she was being teased by an unknown god.

Before Su Yi could make a move, Yin Chaoge, who was closest to her, suddenly stepped forward, a hint of anger appearing on his arrogant face. He made a hand seal and coldly hissed, "Get over here!"

With this sharp shout, Yin Chaoge's internal energy surged, instantly causing the still-burning rosin to snap and a large plume of rosin to rise up and drift away.

Chen Feng's eyelids twitched, and he was about to speak when Gu Wanquan stopped him, saying, "Senior Brother Chen, please calm down. It's possible that the other party really does like to refuse polite offers only to be forced to drink the penalty shot!"

Gu Wanquan's smile remained unchanged, but his gentle tone sent a chill down Chen Feng's spine.

The method Yin Chaoge used just now could indeed summon gods, but compared to inviting gods, the method Yin Chaoge used was more like "binding gods".

Inviting a deity is like going to the deity's house, knocking on the door and politely asking if they are home, and asking in a courteous tone if you can ask the deity for a favor.

The process of "binding gods" is different. It's more like barging into a god's house, slapping the god without saying a word, and then kidnapping the god.

Adhering to the principle of "better to avoid trouble than to cause trouble," even great cultivators rarely use this method of restraining the spirit.

To Chen Feng's astonishment, he hadn't expected that Yin Chaoge, after only watching the group perform the summoning spell a few times, would actually deduce the "binding spell"!

After Yin Chaoge used "Binding God", a sudden gust of wind arose around them.

The gust of wind instantly overturned the incense, candles, and incense burner placed in front of them, and the small bowls that were originally holding rice shattered instantly.

A strong, pungent stench filled the air, and the reflections of countless trees beneath the night sky rapidly converged towards the heavens, as if an unknown terror was about to descend.

The first to bear the brunt of this was Yin Chaoge, who felt an inexplicable pressure weighing on her heart.

The mythical talent effect activated instantly. Su Yi squinted at the moon in the sky, where countless shadows were frantically gathering!

Yin Chaoge instantly drew his long sword, leaped into the sky, gripped the hilt, and stared at the writhing shadow with a cold and resolute expression.

The instant the blade flashed, a scream, neither human nor inhuman, echoed from the sky.

Yin Chaoge, wielding the knife, had already crossed the shadows and flown behind them.

The shadows that were gathering were cut in two by the blade, and countless shadows turned into specks that fell in all directions.

It was like a rain of shadows, and these shadows quickly returned to their original positions.

Everything returned to normal. The foul wind dissipated, the shadows receded, and it was as if nothing had happened.

It all happened so fast. From the moment the deity was about to appear, to Yin Chaoge's intervention, and then to Yin Chaoge falling from the sky, everything returned to calm.

It ended in just a few breaths, so quickly that Su Yi felt that the fishy smell just now was her imagination!

Yin Chaoge, who had been drawing his sword, landed arrogantly in front of Su Yi, casually tossing a severed limb in front of him: "Please decide, Senior Brother!"

Looking at the still wriggling severed limb in front of him, Su Yi scratched his head. This god was too weak. Before he could even show his face, one of his legs was cut off, and then he fled.

Judging from the severed limbs in front of him, this deity seems to be an arthropod. If he's so arrogant, why is he so foul-mouthed?

This deity probably never expected that four Golden Core cultivators would suddenly appear in the deep mountains and forests under its jurisdiction.

Yin Chaoge and the other two looked at her. Su Yi hesitated and said, "Since a conflict has already broken out, and Chaoge has already killed the other party, why don't we... just let it go?"

Upon hearing Su Yi's words, Gu Wanquan smiled and said, "Senior brother is merciful, but I have a different opinion. Since a conflict has already broken out, and Junior Brother Yin has already killed the other party, I'm afraid the other party doesn't want to let it go so easily!"

Yes, they've already cut off one of their legs.

"Oh? What does 'perfect' mean?"

Gu Wanquan casually drew his longsword and said in a gentle tone, "I've made some progress these past few days, so I'll take this opportunity to negotiate on their behalf. I'd appreciate it if you could protect me, Senior Brother!"

Before Su Yi could speak, Gu Wanquan held the sword in one hand and slightly lifted the fingers of the other hand, letting a drop of pale blue blood flow from the severed limb.

Then Gu Wanquan loosened the hilt of the sword, and the longsword floated in mid-air. Gu Wanquan controlled the drop of blue blood to merge into the qi covering the longsword.

Sitting cross-legged, the longsword hovered three feet above Gu Wanquan's head. Gu Wanquan made a hand seal, pointed at the longsword, and softly commanded, "Go!"

The longsword, which had been floating, suddenly emitted a clear sword cry and transformed into a streak of light, flying towards the deep mountains and forests in the distance.

As the sword light flew away, Gu Wanquan lowered his head and looked down as if he had fallen asleep.

Su Yi looked at Gu Wanquan sitting on the ground, and then at the receding sword light. She felt that this move was not like a negotiation.

The sword light swept across several mountains and suddenly plunged into a deep, old forest.

Meanwhile, deep in the mountains below, a small temple about half a person's height was filled with screams of agony.

If you get closer, you can see a clay statue of a half-human, half-scorpion deity in the temple, its face contorted in a lifelike manner.

This statue is the master of these mountains, and also the master of the shadow that tried to appear in front of Su Yi and the others!

"Damn it! Damn it! Damn it! Where did these Taoist priests come from? It hurts! It hurts!" The clay sculpture vividly pressed down on its severed limb, howling with resentment.

The original mountain lord had lost much of his magical power due to the extinction of his incense offerings, and a scorpion demon took advantage of his weakness to usurp his position.

Absorbing the spiritual energy of the mountains, and occasionally swallowing the food of those who come into the mountains to gather herbs, life is wonderful.

This place is hundreds of miles away from the nearest human town, so it won't be conquered.

By a twist of fate, this scorpion demon firmly established herself as the lord of this remote mountain range.

I originally thought these people were young Taoist priests who had gotten lost in the deep mountains.

They invited me twice in a row. The second time they invited me, I even felt a little bewitched by the "divine invocation".

The invocation spell was pink, which made me feel all itchy and tingly inside.

He originally planned to take advantage of the dark and windy night to have his own fun first and then devour a few people.

But to his surprise, as soon as he sent out his reply, a spirit-binding spell struck him.

As the master of this deep mountain, if I were to be imprisoned, wouldn't I lose all face?

Enraged, the clay sculpture was about to unleash divine punishment, devouring the four human youths to vent its hatred!

Who knew that just as they were about to show themselves, they ran into a tough opponent!

The four human youths were all cultivators far superior to him!

I've seen a god!

These practitioners all live in seclusion in famous mountains and rivers, so what are they doing here?

Having cultivated for only twenty or thirty years, and with her cultivation level converted to that of a cultivator, the scorpion demon, who was only at the Foundation Establishment stage, would probably have died on the spot if she hadn't possessed the divine status of the mountain lord of this deep mountain!

Thank goodness! Thank goodness I ran fast!

A hint of resentment and lingering fear flashed across the clay sculpture's half-human, half-scorpion face. Just as it was about to lie low, it suddenly felt a chill run down its spine.

As soon as he raised his head, he saw a dazzling sword light rushing towards his small temple!