Revitalization of Spirituality: My Front Door Leads to a Miniature Universe

The discussion grew increasingly lively, the chatter like the chirping of sparrows reaching Gu Yuan's ears perfectly.

"If I could help you become an immortal, I'd still be here. But I can help you with a physical ritual to help you pass on to the afterlife."

"And you, you're really asking for the moon, three wishes! Are you trying to mess with me?"

Of course, these were just thoughts in Gu Yuan's mind. He wouldn't go so far as to kill someone over a few words, but he simply couldn't meet their demands.

Just then, Xiao Xuan, who was standing at the very front, spoke up, "Silence! Do not disrespect the divine beings!" His voice was very authoritative and carried absolute authority, and the scene immediately fell silent.

He then strode forward, clasped his hands together, looked up at Gu Yuan in the sky, and said, "It is our honor to serve the divine being, and we need no reward."

Upon hearing this, the expressions of the people behind him changed drastically. Confused, some of the younger ones immediately stood up, extremely puzzled and furious at the former's actions, but were quickly suppressed by force.

Gu Yuan's eyes shone with surprise, but the weight lifted from her heart, and she couldn't help but give him a thumbs up in her mind.

This helped him a lot, saving him from an embarrassing situation.

"Sect Master, what are you doing? Are you just going to waste such a good opportunity?"

Someone was secretly sending a message, filled with resentment and disappointment.

"You are truly fearless, daring to make such a request to the gods. You possess his power and yet you want to become immortals? Do you intend to usurp his position? It's already a miracle that you didn't kill us on the spot."

Xiao Xuan scolded him softly, feeling disappointed. As the head of a sect, his ability to read people's expressions was truly remarkable. He had noticed Gu Yuan's cold gaze long ago and was afraid that the former would become furious.

Hearing his explanation, a chill ran down everyone's spine. Sweat beaded on their foreheads, their Adam's apples bobbed, and their faces showed terror: "We...were we just on the verge of death?"

No one dared to speak again. Xiao Xuan was right; to make such a request to a god was simply courting death.

One cannot tolerate another sleeping soundly beside one's own bed, let alone bestow divine power upon another to threaten one's own position, unless one is insane.

But since a world-class treasure was sacrificed, the path of bestowing blessings is not feasible, but we can still make some other requests.

Xiao Xuan stood up and said softly, "Would the Divine Lord be willing to acquire another world-class treasure?"

"What? There's a treasure here?"

Gu Yuan's expression froze, and he stroked his chin with one hand, looking quite astonished.

"Yes, in the Liao Kingdom, not far from here, but... the holder is very powerful, so I'm afraid... it might be a bit difficult."

Xiao Xuan paused for a moment before continuing to explain to the former.

Gu Yuan seemed to be deep in thought, considering whether or not to add that treasure to his collection.

Finally, after consulting the Chaos Star Tree, I decided that I should make a trip to the Liao Kingdom.

From the former's words, I learned that this country was utterly wicked and had a terrible reputation for harming all ethnic groups.

However, because they possessed a world-class treasure, they were fearless and felt no burden in destroying them, even considering it a way to rid the people of a scourge.

Seeing the former's joyful expression upon agreeing, Xiao Xuan clenched his fist.

The crowd behind him cast admiring glances, clearly indicating that he intended to seek revenge with the help of an ancient god.

Overwhelmed with enthusiasm, he led the way for Gu Yuan.

This place is hundreds of kilometers away from the Liao Kingdom, but for Gu Yuan it only takes a dozen minutes.

He held the Qingxuan Sect members in his palm and strode towards the Liao Kingdom, each step shaking the heavens and the earth and the universe.

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Meanwhile, at the Liao Dynasty palace.

The palace hall was not as majestic and solemn as one might imagine; instead, it was eerily gloomy and chilling.

Not far away, there was a pile of blood and bones, and a huge bronze cauldron was bubbling loudly. Someone was cutting flesh with a knife.

A blood-stained carpet stretched from the steps outside the palace all the way to the throne; upon closer inspection, it turned out to be made of human skin.

"This person is too old, get me someone under ten!"

A man stood proudly on the throne, his pupils radiating two sharp beams of light. He was only thirty years old, yet his hair was completely white, and he was like a ghost, chilling people to the bone.

As he spoke, he threw a crying boy to the ground, clearly displeased and disgusted.

"Your Majesty, please wait a little longer. Elder Wu and the others should be back soon. They will surely be able to capture those promising youngsters from the Qingxuan Sect. That's the real treat."

The speaker had a sinister look on his face, a cruel smile on his lips, and he licked his lips in a perverse manner.

"Since Sect Leader Li has spoken, we may stay for a moment."

The middle-aged man was very respectful to the old man in front of him, smiling apologetically. Then he waved his hand to the maid beside him, signaling her to send away the baby boy she had just caught.

Just then, the space outside the door blurred and someone rushed out from inside. It was the Yin Corpse Sect elder who had escaped from the Desolate Ancient Forbidden Zone.

No one knows what secret method he used to travel hundreds of kilometers to get here.

"Sect...Master, something terrible has happened!...Gods have descended and killed many of our disciples!"

Elder Wu collapsed outside the main hall, his body trembling uncontrollably. He coughed up large mouthfuls of foul blood, a shocking sight. He was at his last gasp, utterly exhausted and disheveled, having returned here on the verge of death.

The old man in the main hall suddenly turned piercing, appearing like a ghost in an instant. A beam of dark light shot from his palm and entered the latter's body to stabilize his injuries. "Tell me slowly, what exactly happened? Who injured you like this?"

"Gods."

Elder Wu clutched his throat with one hand, his face contorted in extreme pain. Even with the former's infusion of spiritual power, he could not be saved and died within a few breaths, bleeding from all seven orifices.

However, his words were clearly heard by everyone present. Even the middle-aged man on the throne stood up in astonishment, "A god has descended and killed my sect's elder, this..."

He didn't continue speaking, but looked at the old man.

Clearly, the former was the actual ruler of the Liao Kingdom, namely the leader of the Yin Corpse Sect, and all major decisions had to be made by him.

The old man's sharp gaze lingered on Elder Wu's corpse for a long time before he finally let out a disdainful snort, "There are no gods in this world. He must have been poisoned by the formation set up by Xiao Xuan."

"But he clearly said he saw a god."

The middle-aged man was somewhat puzzled.

"If Elder Wu really encountered a god, would he still be able to return? He would have been reduced to dust long ago. Even if he were, there's no need to panic."

The old man was very confident and assured, and he didn't believe in the claim of divine intervention at all, finding it too absurd.

The middle-aged man's startled expression vanished, replaced by his usual ruthless look, and he downed the wine in his cup in one gulp.

The former's reasoning was logical and well-founded, not to mention they also had their own trump cards.

Thinking of this, his gaze involuntarily drifted to the old man, whose left palm shimmered with light and emitted a chilling pressure.

"It seems we must hasten the destruction of the Ming Dynasty. Those who dared to kill my clan elder must pay with their blood!"

The old man roared at Elder Wu's corpse, his voice filled with boundless killing intent. No one had ever dared to do this before, killing hundreds of them, including an elder, in one go.

The killer, in particular, was the Ming Dynasty, which was on the verge of collapse.

Two dazzling beams of light shot from his eyes, reaching straight to the horizon as if to see through all illusions.

In a misty primeval forest a hundred miles away, Gu Yuan stood quietly, concealing his body among the clouds.

"My Lord, this place isn't far from the Liao Kingdom's palace. We must find a way to kill them with a single blow, otherwise, if they use the world's most precious treasure, something unexpected might happen."

Xiao Xuan conveyed his thoughts, and this approach was undoubtedly the best. He did not want to be left with a devastated Liao Kingdom in the event of a major war.

"A fatal blow?"

Gu Yuan pondered. Besides the insecticide he had brought, all he had was his fists, and obviously, both of those would alert the other party.

Outsiders may not know, but he was all too aware of his own strength. If he were to be defeated by the opponent's world treasure, he would lose face terribly and might even perish. He had to have a foolproof plan.

"It seems my only option is to retrieve my weapon."

Gu Yuan murmured softly, "This is all I can do now."

"What? Your weapon is lost, my lord?"

Xiao Xuan and the others were all astonished. How could a god's weapon, which was a supreme treasure, be lost?

However, they dared not say anything more and could only wait quietly.