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

"boom!"

The dazzling sword light rushed into the small temple, which was only half a person's height, almost instantly.

The half-human, half-scorpion clay sculpture didn't even have time to react before it was instantly obliterated by the sword light!

Without a single scream, the clay sculpture, along with the entire small temple, was blasted into ruins!

The sword light came quickly and went quickly, destroying the small temple in an instant before turning back, leaving only ruins behind.

A moment later, amidst the rubble, a small, square, red plaque, about a foot in size, was unearthed.

The plaque has three characters written on it:

"Mountain God Temple!"

As a wisp of smoke rose, a palm-sized scorpion phantom emerged from the character "神" (god) on the plaque.

The scorpion looked at the ruined temple with lingering fear. If the scorpion spirit hadn't been clever enough to transform its divine essence into the temple's plaque, it would probably have been reduced to ashes by now.

Clay sculptures are equivalent to the golden bodies of deities. As long as the golden bodies are intact, no matter how many injuries the deities suffer outside, they can survive by repairing their golden bodies.

Even if the golden body is destroyed, as long as the true spirit residing on the divine status remains, the god will not die.

Compared to mere cultivators who only have one life, gods certainly have more ways to protect themselves.

Fortunately, I seized the weakened godhood of that mountain lord in my early years and became a mountain lord myself. Otherwise, even ten of me wouldn't have been enough to kill that sword strike!

However, these human cultivators are really going too far!

He had already had one of his forelegs severed, yet they still kept chasing and killing him!

Fortune changes every thirty years, so don't underestimate a poor scorpion!

When I not only devour the mountain lords of these mountains and become a demon god, that will be the time for me to settle the shame of today!

The scorpion demon's venomous thoughts had just arisen when she heard the sound of a sword ringing in her ears again.

The sword light, which should have left, was now almost upon them, nailing itself firmly to the plaque of the mountain god temple.

When the character "神" (divine) was shattered by the sword light, the scorpion demon knew that everything was over!

The true spirit I entrusted to this mountain god temple has been destroyed!

As her consciousness faded, the scorpion demon suddenly felt a pang of regret. If she hadn't chosen to devour the mountain god and had instead secluded herself in the mountains to cultivate, would she have avoided this calamity?

In order to become the mountain lord, he even abandoned his physical body and attached his true spirit to the divine status.

This has led to the other party now taking his life and seizing his divine status with remarkable ease.

Looking at the three-foot-long sword that was stuck diagonally on the plaque, it was pure white and seemed to be emitting a faint chill.

The long, slender blade gleamed with a cold light, and the scorpion demon seemed to see her own reflection in it.

"What a beautiful sword!"

The scorpion formed from the wisp of smoke vanished instantly, and a light rain suddenly began to fall among the nearby mountains, the mountain breeze seeming to weep.

"The mountain lord has fallen, and the mountains grieve together."

The long sword lifted the plaque of the mountain god temple and once again transformed into a streak of light, flying into the distance. This time, the long sword did not return, leaving only a mess that gradually dissolved into the grass and trees in the rain.

At this moment, Su Yi sat in place, facing Gu Wanquan, who was dressed in white but looked like an old monk in meditation.

After the longsword flew away, it seemed that Gu Wanquan's consciousness also flew away with it.

Having seen much in "Immortal Path" and being a fellow sword cultivator, Su Yi easily recognized that the technique used by Gu Wanquan was the "Flying Sword Technique," a very common technique among sword cultivators!

A three-foot-long gleam of cold light rises, a flying sword takes a man's head.

Before the time travel, the most popular profession in "Immortal Path" was the sword cultivator, who was highly sought after by many players.

There's no other reason than that sword cultivators are just too good at showing off!

His moves are cool, his attacks are powerful, and he's wearing white clothes.

As the saying goes, "To look good, wear white." A swordsman dressed in white stands out among a group of professions.

Is it possible to negotiate using "flying sword techniques"? It's not impossible, but such negotiations often end up being judged rather than negotiated.

No, Gu Latiao can't really go and slay a god, can he?

Just moments before, Luo Xiazi had patiently warned them not to cause trouble, but the next second, Gu Wanquan had already flown off to slay a god with his flying sword.

Looking at Gu Wanquan sitting cross-legged in front of her, Su Yi was seventy or eighty percent certain that the god who had just spoken out of turn was definitely going to die!

Just as Su Yi was drawing a conclusion, she suddenly felt a coolness on her face. She didn't know when a light rain had started to fall in the mountains.

The sky was bright with stars and clear skies, but it started raining right next to me. Something was definitely amiss!

Su Yi stood up, just about to call out to Yin Chaoge and Chen Feng to be on guard against any enemy.

But the sword light that flew out had already landed next to Gu Wanquan, and even brought back a piece of broken and rotten wood!

Once the flying sword hovered above Gu Wanquan's head again, Gu Wanquan let out a long breath, stood up leisurely, sheathed his sword, and cupped his hands towards Su Yi, saying, "Senior Brother, I have successfully completed my mission!"

"You killed it?" Su Yi leaned close to Gu Wanquan, looked him over from left to right, and finally asked him in a low voice.

Gu Wanquan's smile remained warm as he shook his head and said, "Senior brother, what are you saying? That deity and I had a very pleasant conversation. This deity is well aware of his grave sins and his unworthiness of his position. Even though I tried to dissuade him, he still chose to relinquish his divine status!"

After speaking, Gu Wanquan pointed to the plaque on the ground and said with a smile, "Wanquan was entrusted by it to choose a more virtuous being to become the master of these mountains!"

Faced with Gu Wanquan's high-sounding words, Su Yi and the other two naturally didn't believe a single word he said.

"What do you mean you flew there on your sword and then had a pleasant conversation?"

"What makes the other party feel deeply guilty and voluntarily relinquish their divine position?"

You don't think anyone would actually believe such a flimsy excuse, do you?

Yin Chaoge nodded with an air of certainty, and said somewhat arrogantly, "It's wise of it; we'll spare its life this time!"

Su Yi and Chen Feng looked at Yin Chaoge in shock. Was there really a fool who believed it?

"No wonder Gu Wanquan put such a big black pot on your head in your past life, and you carried it without saying a word."

"My feelings have been completely misled long ago!"

Ignoring the stubborn Yin Chaoge, Su Yi patiently asked Gu Wanquan, "May I ask, junior brother, when you were having such a pleasant conversation, did you consult the gods about which way we should go?"

Gu Wanquan's previously warm smile froze for a moment. He didn't answer, but it seemed like he had.

We killed them so fast we forgot about it!

Su Yi felt a headache coming on, when suddenly she heard a heart-wrenching cry.

Several people felt a jolt in their hearts and simultaneously looked up.

On the plaque that the flying sword brought back, an old man, as small as a bean, was currently kneeling and weeping.

It was the same withered old man that Chen Feng had invited through the ritual.