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

On the wooden boat, Gu Wanquan stood with his sword in hand, a bright smile on his face. He spoke humbly and politely, but his sword was equally swift.

So fast that the young god in the black python robe didn't even have time to react before he turned into fragments of gold and vanished before everyone's eyes.

These arrogant and domineering young gods felt fear for the first time.

What they fear is not death. To the gods, this body is merely a product of incense offerings. As long as the golden statues within the temple remain intact, they are immortal.

Just like the young god who was shattered into pieces by Gu Wanquan's sword, his physical body was destroyed, and he was unable to leave his golden body for a long time.

For the deity, this is equivalent to being confined; only after collecting enough incense offerings can the incense offering body be reconstituted and leave the temple's golden statue.

What terrified them was that the white-robed youth opposite them was not the priest they had imagined, but a proper monk.

The elders in the temple said that the cultivators could summon wind and rain, comparable to great gods, and possessed unfathomable divine power.

These monks do not accept incense offerings or donations; they only cultivate themselves. They are eccentric in nature, so avoid conflicts with them.

But who could have imagined that there would be cultivators on the River of Oblivion within the space of divine incense offerings!

Moreover, the most handsome of the monks was wearing a divine crown.

Isn't this a entrapment operation?

Facing the white-robed swordsman threatening him with a sword, he smiled brightly with narrowed eyes, but he truly was a god of death who didn't blink an eye.

The young god in the black python robe had just uttered the word "arrogant" when his incense-burning body was severed by the other party.

As the opponent counted down, the white-robed swordsman raised his sword.

Knowing they were no match for the divine youths, the group had no choice but to grit their teeth and jump off the wooden boat.

The body of the incense burner is formed from the power of incense, so even if it jumps into the River of Oblivion, most of its body can float on the heavy water.

However, he looked somewhat disheveled in the water, wearing a ceremonial robe that made movement difficult.

There was one young god left, and two young female gods wearing conical hats who had not yet jumped.

The young deity at the head of the group, dressed in a golden dragon-patterned robe and wearing a purple-gold embroidered crown, with delicate features, faced Gu Wanquan, who was counting down to the end. The young deity gritted his teeth and said, "My father is the Lord of Qingzhou, you cannot kill..."

Before he could finish speaking, a flash of sword light appeared, and the young god, along with the two female gods behind him wearing conical hats, all turned into specks of gold and vanished before Gu Wanquan's eyes.

In Gu Wanquan's eyes, he had to keep his word. If he said it would be ten breaths, it would be ten breaths. Even if the governor mentioned by the young god came in person after ten breaths, he would not be able to stand on this wooden boat.

With a clean and efficient sheathing of his sword, Gu Wanquan smiled at Su Yi, who was sitting on the wooden boat, and said, "Senior brother, that's enough!"

"Junior Brother Su, isn't this a bit inappropriate?" Chen Feng looked at the young gods still in the water with some concern, worried that it might cause trouble for the sect.

Ever since leaving the Immortal Sect, Chen Feng had felt something was amiss. Whether it was Gu Wanquan's Flying Sword War God, their forced entry into Yongning City God Temple, or now their conflict with the descendants of the gods on the River of Oblivion.

They had only been away from the sect for a day, and they had already encountered so many intense situations.

They're so busy! It feels like ever since they came to Earth, so many things have been lining up to chase after them and get them to solve them.

Why does it feel like something out of a storybook, where the main characters are constantly plagued by endless troubles the moment they step outside?

The previous events were manageable, but this time it was a genuine direct confrontation with the gods.

The human world is, after all, a place governed by the gods. This would not only cause trouble for them, but might even leave considerable problems for the sect.

Isn't the purpose of coming here to be a mere accessory?

It's like I've become involved in the growth story of the main character in the storybook.

Hearing Chen Feng's worried words, Su Yi slapped her forehead, suddenly realizing something, and looked at Chen Feng, saying, "Oh right, I forgot! If we change ships, we might not be able to find the direction of the Qingzhou City God!"

"Is that what I mean?" Chen Feng looked at the carefree Su Yi with a dark expression. The other party seemed to have no concern about the conflict with the gods.

Su Yi thought for a moment and said, "Senior Brother Chen, how about we let these guys who are soaking in the water lead the way? They're just sitting around doing nothing anyway."

Chen Feng said helplessly, "That's secondary. The problem is that these young gods have very close relationships behind them. It's probably not appropriate to let them soak in the water like this."

Hearing Chen Feng's words, Su Yi looked at him in shock and said, "Senior Brother Chen, isn't it a bad idea to go to such lengths to kill them all? After all, they are gods. Is it really necessary for us to be so ruthless?"

Yin Chaoge, who was originally standing at the stern of the boat, suddenly brightened up and placed his right hand on the hilt of his sword, preparing to swing his sword at the young gods who had fallen into the water.

"No, that's not what I meant!" Chen Feng stood directly in front of Yin Chaoge, sweating profusely as he spoke.

The young god who had fallen into the water looked at Chen Feng with a look of terror, as if he were looking at a ferocious beast.

The white-robed swordsman on the wooden boat was just forcing them to jump into the river, but this unassuming fellow actually wanted to kill them all!

The parents said the monk was eccentric, and they weren't lying to us!

Chen Feng looked at the terrified young god in the river and silently shut his mouth, feeling that whatever he said was already too late.

Su Yi, with one foot on the gunwale, addressed the young deities who had fallen into the water: "Hey, listen up! My senior brother originally wanted to send you all back to your hometown, but now I'm giving you a chance. You can ride this small boat and pull us to the City God Temple in Qingzhou. That will be your way of making amends!"

Upon hearing Su Yi's words, Chen Feng opened his mouth, but seeing the young gods nodding vigorously, he silently closed it again.

Su Yi and the others boarded the large ship. Su Yi, who had been worried that the ship would capsize, was no longer so panicked after stepping onto the ship.

Below the wooden boat, six or seven young gods were crammed into a small wooden boat, looking extremely crowded.

The small wooden boat was tied to the wooden boat, and each person had a paddle. The young deities raced to each other and rowed vigorously, propelling the wooden boat towards the direction of the City God of Qingzhou.

If they slackened even slightly, a whip would strike them precisely from the wooden boat, urging the young gods forward like cattle or horses.

These young gods, who usually roamed the River of Oblivion with arrogance, finally encountered Su Yi and his group, who were even more arrogant than themselves.

This drew the attention of all the passing divine ships, which were usually harassed by these young gods' speeding ships.

Some gloated over the young gods, while others were curious and worried about Su Yi and his group on the wooden boat.

As the wooden boat sailed into a waterway, a huge dock appeared before Su Yi and his group. Su Yi, holding a whip, squinted at the sign above the bustling dock:

"Qingzhou City God Temple!"