Turns out I'm a Great Cultivator
Chapter 683: The Most Desperate Thing in the World
The sky began to tremble violently as soon as the golden stamp appeared. It looks like the world has split from the universe and become another dimension. Even Wisdom is carving itself. Every law of the universe, the symbiosis of Wisdom, power, the ultimate mantra is nothing compared to the golden stamp.
“What is this treasure?”
“This is very scary. I can't believe the Murong Clan had this in their possession all along. I understand now! They want to kill us all!”
“That stamp even has Wisdom swirling around it. It was definitely a level higher than the Wisdom Supreme Treasure!”
“My correction if I am wrong but I think this stamp can create and press Wisdom?”
“Klan Murong has a big secret!”
Those who were still alive were scared to death when they saw the golden stamp in the hands of the Murong ancestors. They finally understood how it was possible for the Murong Clan to have so many members break through to the Heavenly Realm in the past few thousand years. It was all because of the stamp that contained unfathomable power!
Murong's ancestor smiled coldly at Blackie and even without moving at all, he released a hint of cap aura which immediately neutralized the sighting of Blackie's dog's claws. This caused all the members of the Murong Clan to look at the stamp with earnest eyes. Most of them there got the help of Stamps to break through their bottlenecks. Cap was the Murong Clan's guarantee to the peak of power.
Nanan and the others were also shocked. “So that's what the Stamp is like. It was even stronger than I imagined. ”
“You're right, the stamp must be very strong. I can't believe Master Dog's foot attack was neutralized just like that,” Xiao Chenfeng said with her eyes wide open.
Ancestor Murong might not be stronger than the Demon Emperor, yet he was able to neutralize Blackie's attack with the help of a stamp, meaning that the stamp must have been extremely powerful.
“I'm afraid there's only one reason for that and it has to do with the origin of the dimension,” Xing Ya said.
They started to worry because it seemed like Lord Dog would not be able to handle it.
“You should feel proud that I should use Stamps. Now tell me the reason of your strength and I will make sure to give you a quick death, ” said the ancestor of Murong gracefully and humbly.
He looked greedily at Blackie and the rest of the group. He had nothing to fear now as he had a stamp on his hand. The shovel, spoon, and leather pants on that dog — all the Highest Treasures of Wisdom will soon be his. It would be best if he could figure out the reason for their strength. Then, no existence in the entire seven dimensions could stop the rise of the Murong Clan! Even with his cultivation, he could not help but smile a little at this.
Blackie shook his head and coldly said, “You want to know the reason for our strength? Ha! It's not something that people like you know!”
“If that's the case, you left with no choice but to kill all of you!” Said Murong's ancestor with a cruel smile on his face. He inserted a stamp with mana and soon a holy holy energy filled with Wisdom surged and exploded in the sky.
There was no way a Celestial Warrior could handle this ultimate spell of Wisdom when even a little bit of Wisdom Power was enough to destroy them. A single look at the spell was enough to make their Dao hearts break due to the indescribable pressure!
Cultivator Junjun and the others, who were sweating profusely, stood behind Lord Dog and encouraged him. “Go, Mr Dog, go!”
Xing Ya gulped and said anxiously, “Should we ... back off a little more?”
Blackie bared his fangs and barked furiously at Murong's ancestor. There was a serious expression that had never been seen on his face before. His leather pants had slipped off his butt and floated in the sky and with the rising of the wind, began to self-expand like flags until it became a barrier large enough to protect them from the attacks of Murong's ancestors. The mosaic patch emitted an eye-piercing light and exploded as well, with waves of terrifying Wisdom Power and endless mosaic light swirling around the barrier.
“Go!” Murong's ancestor sneered as he threw the stamp at Blackie. The stamp fell to the ground like a mountain and the sky was instantly filled with the roar of furious Wisdom. Even before the Stamp reached Blackie, the Stamp had erased the mosaic light with its golden light.
“Hah! It's as if your pathetic mosaic will be able to hold my stamp! ” Ancestor Murong said arrogantly.
Cap keeps coming down to the leather pants. From a third-party point of view, they acknowledged the barrier made by the leather pants was really incredible but compared to the stamp there was still a huge difference in strength, like comparing a hammer to paper.
Nuwa took a deep breath and said, This “Stempel is too weird. We can't let Lord Dog handle it alone. We also have to fight!”
Xiao Chenfeng gripped her sword tightly in her hand. “OK, ready whenever you want.”
The rest of the group also prepared themselves by activating their mana as they stared intently at Blackie and the stamp, waiting for an opportunity to attack. Finally the stamp hit the leather pants but did not cause a big explosion. Instead, it seemed like everything was frozen in place.
“How ... what happened?” The Murong ancestors were shocked. He did everything he could to activate the stamp but received no response. He could even sense that the relationship between the stamp and him was somewhat cut off. This was not surprising since he had never really mastered the Stamps at all. He's starting to panic.
The Junjun cultivators and the rest of the group became very excited by the development as they were ready to fight to the death but now there was no need anymore.
“We're saved! We saved!”
“Yes! Long life leather shorts made by the experts!”
“Are they ... friends with each other?”
“It feels so weird. Looks like that leather stamp and pants are friends.”
At the same time, the spades and spoons in Nanan's and Dragin's hands began to tremble and fly towards the stamp. Immediately, leather pants, shovels, and spoons surrounded the Stamp while flashing furiously. Suddenly, shovels and spoons hit themselves on the Stamp.
A ringing sound echoed in the sky and everyone's souls nearly flew out from shock. The stamp lowered its ‘head’ as if it was being punished like a child who had made a mistake, but the shovel and spoon continued to beat it with leather pants joined afterwards.
The sound of beating sounded like demons shouting and everyone's eyes would pop out as their jaws dropped to the ground. All the colors had been drained from Murong's ancestral body and he trembled violently. A gurgling sound came out from his open mouth as if his words were stuck in his throat. Tears began to flow from his eyes and it was not the only liquid that came out of his body.
How did the Dimensional Origin, with the power to suppress Wisdom and whose existence he had to humbly respect, act like a child beaten up by his parents? A coldness runs through his spine. “Must be! This can't happen!”
He began to wail like a banshee, unable to process everything that was happening before him, and questioning his whereabouts. What could be more desperate than the ultimate weapon of someone going to the enemy side?
“Back! Come back now!” He screamed as he used mana to pull the stamp back but to no avail. Finally the stamp deigned to give him a response but it was one of killing intent as it flew towards him with a majestic force.
“Why? Tell me where I'm wrong?
“Ah! Pity Me. Im sorry. No–!
Murong's ancestor was instantly killed by the stamp. He did not die peacefully and felt someone had deceived him of all his glory.
“Is ancestor ... dead?” All the members of the Murong Clan trembled in disbelief.
“I can't believe the stamp defected to a shovel, spoon and leather pants just like that! It's absolutely crazy!”
“How do they do it? What kind of people are they?”
“Oh no, this must be the end of the Murong Clan!”
“Let us go, Mr. Dog. Please let us go.”
Everyone was crushed and quickly kneeled begging for their lives.
“Didn't you all talk a little while ago about making me into dog meat? You dare to beg for your life now? ” Blackie said with a cruel smile on his face. Then he waved his claws and said, “Human pets, kill them all!”
“Sial, Mr Dog! Don't force me to point my sword at you!” Xiao Chengfeng said in despair.
“We know we can't win you in a fight, but that doesn't mean you can do whatever you want to us,” Jiang Liu said.
“I would rather die than suffer through this humiliation!” said Xing Ya.
They all stomped their feet in anger but could do nothing to Blackie, which made them even more furious that they decided to vent their anger on the Murong Clan. After which, they snatched the Heaven Spiritual Rice and happily returned to the seventh dimension.
Xing Ya sighed deeply and said, “Fiuh, I'm really scared. I think I will definitely die. ”
“We should trust the experts more. He will not send us on a futile mission. In the end, the stamp came with us of his own free will.”
“Yes, I never expected the stamp to obediently follow us back after seeing the expert's treasure. The expert must have worked in a mysterious way.”
“I shudder at what would happen if the Highest Treasure of Wisdom did not save us in time.”
“Eh, save. Only we consider this stamp to be strong. Have you all forgotten that experts treat this stamp as a mere walnut-breaking tool? ”
They were all silent at hearing that, because the truth was painful.
On the way back, they continue to relive the previous battle for self-reflection and to find more ways to praise the expert. Immediately, they could see the Fallen Immortal Mountain in the distance and their eyes began to light up. They could not wait to see how the expert would reward them when they respectfully offered the stamp to him. However, the problem was who would leave because they knew they should not barge in to disturb him.
“How about letting Tong Tian come with me?” The Junjun cultivator asked, “Tong Tian has just returned and it was he who told us about the stamp. Therefore, it made sense for him to go visit his experts.”
They all agreed with the reason but it did not make it any easier to accept so they could not help but sigh.
The Junjun Cultivator told Tong Tian some things he should pay attention to and after that the two of them landed on the Fallen Immortal Mountain to reach the four-piece building.
“Remember to pay attention to your manners when visiting the experts,” says Cultivator Junjun.
“Don't worry about that! I will behave politely and respectfully, but I must say that I am a little nervous and excited.”
They advanced at lightning speed but when they reached halfway up the mountain, Tong Tian suddenly gasped as all the hairs on his body stood at its ends. His pupils shrank into needle lines as he looked towards the demons in the forest.
All of the demons there had suppressed his strength but the aura of their Heavenly Realm was still swirling around. Being a Chaos Daluo Golden Immortal, he could only sense a terrifying strength. He gulped and with a trembling voice asked, “Are they all... Heavenly Realm Devils?”
“What demons? Watch your words when in front of the expert, ”said Cultivator Junjun with a wave of his hand. “That's nothing but game meat for the expert. They will be slaughtered to satisfy the expert's wishes.”
“They used to be subordinates of the Demon Emperor but now they are all hunted meat,” explains Dragin.
‘What does it mean to be an expert? That one could hold back a group of Heavenly Realm demons for hunted meat? Does that mean I'm even worse than the hunted meat for merely being a Chaos Daluo Golden Immortal?’ Tong Tian suddenly felt ashamed of himself and decided that he was nothing more than useless trash.
Soon, they saw a simple four-part building in their field of vision. Nanan quickly walked over and knocked on the gate. “Brother Li, we are back!”
“I'm coming!” Li Nianfan said. Then, the gate opened with a creaking sound. “What did you meet?” Li Nianfan asked with a smile.
“Brother Li, we not only found something for walnuts but also something else!” Nanan said excitedly.
“Oh? And what is it?”
“That's something to eat. Several types of rice.” Nanan showed him the Heaven Spiritual Rice.
Li Nianfan glanced at him and was filled with excitement. “This... glutinous rice!” It is easy to distinguish between glutinous rice and regular rice. Although both oblong, glutinous rice is thinner and longer, while ordinary rice is slightly fatter and rounder.
But that's not the point. In essence, compared to ordinary rice, one can make more dishes from glutinous rice such as, rice dumplings, sweet rice dumplings, sweet rice wine, pumpkin cake, osmanthus cake, fried cut rice cakes…