Marrying a Former Supreme God
The Unique Twenty-Floor Pagoda
Xiu Jimei saw Ming Zise standing behind him. "Teacher, where have you been?"
"Just meet someone. It's all done." Ming Zise had absolutely no dust or dirty parts of her clothes. He was just like his usual days.
Right at the same time, Xiu Jimei's group was summoned to enter the twenty-story pagoda.
When entering the pagoda room, they were already familiar with the items that were in the three levels of the first floor.
On the next floor, there were some things that frightened cultivators, hearts pounding, fainting and even hiding. Fortunately, there were no strange things in it.
Xiu Jimei's group was looking for something that was most likely to become a spiritual transmission channel.
As they reached the tenth floor, Yan Yujie was suddenly just being chased by a feathered and squeaking spirit beast. If it was just a small spirit beast, Yan Yujie might be able to kick it. But it's a meter tall.
"Rice!" Wang Xuyue shouted. "It's ugly!" his comment.
Squeak!
The gray-black-colored spirit rat was enraged when it was said to be ugly by Wang Xuyue. But he was still chasing after Yan Yujie for no reason.
While Xiu Jimei and Xiu Jikai were busy looking for objects or something that became a teleportation portal. They both ignored the noise in the back. As for the indifferent Ming Zise, it was clearly none of her business at all.
Yan Yujie shouted and tried to fight the spirit mouse. He involuntarily stepped on the tail end of the spirit rat to the point of making the other party clearly even more furious.
"What am I supposed to do? Can we kill this rat?" he shouted at them.
"It looks like it's okay to kill a rat." Jia Lishan nodded.
"Then I'll just kill him." Yan Yujie made up her mind.
Suddenly a cute white-furred ancient spirit beast came out from Yan Yujie's spiritual storage room ring. Of course his spiritual storage space ring could be entered by living beings.
"Little bear, why did you come out? This is dangerous," Yan Yujie said as she hugged the little white who let out an unhappy voice at the spirit rat.
The spirit rat was confused. He felt an ominous aura from Yan Yujie's body. Then his gaze was fixed on the ancient spirit bear cub who was now making a loud sound, as if cursing at the ugly rat.
Squeak!
The spirit rat no longer dared to chase after Yan Yujie and went to another corner while shivering. Ancient spirit beast! The grayish-black spirit rat did not dare to fight against an ancient spirit star that was clearly stronger from birth.
"..." - ".Others finally knew how magical the ancient spirit bear cub was.
"Yujie, looks like your luck has arrived. With this cute little white one, you won't be too unlucky" Xuan Xing explained as he was.
"..." - ".If that was true, then the god of misfortune would definitely fall ill at this time, inner Yan Yujie.
"Spiritual teleportation mortality isn't here, it might be on another floor. Let's go" Xiu Jimei asked.
"I heard that the eleventh floor to the last floor had a greater degree of difficulty."
Wang Xuyue had heard a lot from his father. In the land of Alam Baka, there was one twenty-story pagoda as one of the pillars of the Sky World. Many cultivators had come to that place to explore or practice.
"Looks like. Then let's feel it for ourselves." Xiu Jimei did not think too much about it.
"It looks like the god of misfortune is really going to get sick," he murmured.
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The Realm of the Gods.
The god of misfortune is now lying on the bed shivering with the cold but also a little hot so it is not comfortable to wear thick clothes or blankets. His face is a bit pale. Sometimes the god of misfortune will cough dry until his throat hurts.
Seeing the famous god of misfortune fever rather high, the butler felt pity. All the servants were panicking as well. The gods have fallen ill. They had spiritual energy blessed by the god of the universe as well as had advantages over the celestial humans.
But who knows if a moment ago the god of misfortune suddenly limp and pale. His body temperature immediately rose. Now, the god of misfortune lay weak, still conscious but lacking the strength to stand.
The god of misfortune coughed again. He felt much more upset than before. "Why this god? How can I get sick suddenly? There must be a human who cursed this god!"
The butler was a little speechless. I don't know if this is true or not. But during the god of misfortune on duty, there are only strange things that become sila to himself. Perhaps it was the karmic law of the celestial humans that cursed him.
"God, don't think like that. This may be a common fever. After taking the medicine, the fever will go away, "the chief counsel.the servant calms down.
"I've been taking medication, so why hasn't there been any change? Isn't all medicine good? In this Realm of the Gods, what kind of medicine looked futile? Isn't this a joke!"
The god of misfortune did not think at all that the cure would work. He already had a guess in his heart if the fever this time was known someone spoke ill of him.
Suddenly a palace guard came to report, giving a scroll of letters to the god of misfortune.
For some reason, the god of misfortune felt a bad premonition would be revealed from the letter.
"Where did this letter come from?" tanyakanya.
"This ... It's from the god of death." The palace guard was a little frightened.
"What??! That old god of death?!" The god of bad luck immediately took a seat without caring about his achy body or dizzy head.
Why did the god of death send him a letter? This never happened though.
"My god, please lie down. The god is still sick," said the butler after seeing the palace guards escape to his original place.
"No, I'll check the letter first. Don't bother me." The god of misfortune immediately made a letter and read the contents of his message.
Suddenly the god of misfortune felt his body hotter cold than before.
"Why is that human cursing me again?!"
In the letter it is said that the god of death gets a message from a human who prays for the god of misfortune to fall ill. The god of death just in case the man asked the god of misfortune to be gravely ill and die, he would ask his men to pick up the soul of the god of misfortune without fault.
Thinking of this, the god of misfortune seemed to be unable to remain silent anymore in the future. The human mentioned in the letter was Yan Yujie, the human destined to be unlucky.
"Oh, why is this happening?"
The god of misfortune immediately fell down lying down again while sticking a wet handkerchief on his forehead. What to do with Yan Yujie. Even the god of death himself was willing to take his life in the future. It's humiliation. When will he die? Obviously this is just scaring him.
"How was Yan Yujie so lucky? Quickly find out. This god must ascertain why it can be cursed to be sick by him." The god of misfortune could only find out from Yan Yujie's current situation.