The Record of a Cannon Fodder Becoming a God: Quick Transmigration

In her past life, Ji Xiaoxiao was a part-time assassin and a full-time shut-in. One day, with god-like skill, she was run over by a car and inexplicably transmigrated. After transmigrating, everyth...

Chapter 497 The Tampered Truth (Part 6)

Venerable ones?

A storm of shock swept through the crowd. Two Venerable Ones? How could there suddenly be two Venerable Ones in this world? Apart from the monstrous talent Venerable Rong Tian, ​​the commotion caused by the Venerable One's tribulation resounded throughout the four seas and nine provinces. They shouldn't be completely unaware of it.

The curtains of the sedan chair were pulled open, revealing a man and a woman to the world. The man was incomparably handsome, with a bewitching and devilish charm, lying in the sedan chair with one hand supporting his left cheek. The woman was stunningly beautiful, noble and aloof, pressed against the man's chest, playing with her long, black hair.

They were disrespectful and shameless, and the crowd dared not speak out against them.

Hentian calmly cupped his hands and said, "Welcome, Venerable Ones."

"Who are you?" The noble and aloof woman was none other than Ji Xiaoxiao.

Hentian said, "This humble Daoist is Hentian of the Litian Dao Palace."

"This humble Taoist? Is this how you all leave the Heavenly Dao Palace?" Ji Xiaoxiao sized up Hentian. He had sharp eyes and a powerful aura. He was dressed in black and exuded the free and unrestrained demeanor of a chivalrous knight-errant.

Hentian knew that his attire did not conform to the world's impression of Taoist priests, "It's just that this humble Taoist priest does not like Taoist robes, that's why..."

Ji Xiaoxiao waved her hand impatiently, "I don't have time to listen to your nonsense."

Hentian stood there, seething with hatred.

This woman is incredibly rude. Once I've overcome my tribulations and broken through to a higher realm, I'll make her pay.

Hentian stretched out a hand, "Please, Venerable One, move inside the hall to rest."

Ji Xiaoxiao hummed in agreement, and the next second, she and Rong Tian appeared on the head seat of the Ziyun Palace. Hentian dared not utter a word of idle chatter and instructed the servants to prepare the finest wine and dishes. After spending some time with Ji Xiaoxiao and Rong Tian, ​​Hentian excused himself, saying he had other business to attend to, and withdrew.

"Uncle-Master Hentian, please wait a moment." Someone spoke up, stopping Hentian.

Hentian stared at the newcomer for a long time before belatedly realizing that the person in front of him was Qinghe, Mintian's eldest disciple, who had gone to Longyou Manor two hundred years ago and had been missing ever since.

"Qinghe, it's you. What brings you here?" Hentian asked.

Qinghe had a baby face, delicate and cute. After hesitating for a long time, he finally said, "Uncle-Master Hentian, could you tell me in detail about my master's death?"

A hundred years ago, the Supreme Elder Mintian of the Heavenly Dao Palace was annihilated, along with several of his disciples. This news shocked the world. Supreme Elder Mintian possessed profound cultivation; even the Demon Lords of the Demonic Path had to consider their own abilities before meeting him. Just who, what demon, what monster killed Supreme Elder Mintian?

"I don't know either," said Hentian.

Qinghe hurriedly grabbed Hentian, "I don't believe it."

Believe it or not.

Qinghe bowed, "Please tell me, Master Uncle, I am deeply grateful."

Hentian frowned in annoyance and raised his hand slightly.

"Get down," Hentian shouted.

If it weren't for the constant flow of guests and the lively atmosphere, he would have smashed his skull with a single blow, sending him to reunite with his master.

Qinghe said, "My master's soul was scattered in xx county, and so was my junior brother Jingyun. Qinghe heard the Venerable One say that the Nie family in xx county was your earthly home."

Listen to what the Venerable One is saying? Did the Venerable One notice him?

“That’s right.” Hentian tried his best to calm himself down.

"I see."

Qinghe left with a cold face. Hentian didn't miss the killing intent Qinghe had shown him. He had been respectful before, so why did he suddenly become so murderous? Hentian didn't care much. He didn't take a low-grade third-level Celestial Realm expert seriously.

They ate and drank for three days in a row. On the fourth day, Hentian was well prepared and was about to undergo his tribulation.

The place where Hentian underwent his tribulation was chosen to be a small, unremarkable hill, sparsely covered with a few shrubs. Hentian sat cross-legged on the hilltop, and with each breath, the visible spiritual energy of heaven and earth flowed into his limbs and bones, nourishing his body.

At noon, dark clouds loomed overhead, plunging the area around the hill into darkness, and the approaching lightning carried a destructive force.

Ten miles away from the small hill, a viewing platform was set up by the Heavenly Dao Palace, where spectators held their breath and watched intently. A protective barrier was set up on the platform, preventing the Heavenly Tribulation from affecting them, allowing them to concentrate fully on watching the once-in-a-century Nine Heavens Profound Heaven and Earth Tribulation.

The gale suddenly stopped, and a suffocating atmosphere filled the air. Hentian abruptly opened his eyes.

Boom! The deafening thunder came unexpectedly, and many cultivators with weak resolve trembled. If they hadn't retained some rationality, they might have screamed like women seeing mice, making a fool of themselves.

"They've finally arrived!"

Hentian slowly stood up, and with a flick of his hand, an ancient, broken sword hovered in front of him.

"Divine sword made of linden wood," said the knowledgeable person.

The divine sword is a rare and precious magical treasure that is hard to come by.

Ji Xiaoxiao and Rong Tian glanced at the so-called divine sword and immediately saw through its facade—a divine sword without a spirit. A sword without a spirit is like a body without a soul, merely a walking corpse, nothing to fear.

"It's time to take action," Ji Xiaoxiao said to Rong Tian.

"I have made all the arrangements, so you don't need to worry about it. Just enjoy the show."

Under the table, Rong Tian scratched Ji Xiaoxiao's palm.

---Aside---

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Longyou Mountain Villa.

Longyou Mountain Villa is located on the summit of Tianji Peak. The area above Tianji Peak is covered with snow all year round. Evil spirits roam freely and it is rarely visited by humans. It is known as one of the ten most dangerous places.

Since ancient times, dangerous places have been a place where danger and opportunity coexist. Cultivators have risked their lives to seek that elusive possibility of breaking through to higher realms and advancing in cultivation. Over thousands of years, countless brilliant geniuses have perished here.

Two hundred years ago, Longyou Mountain Villa suddenly appeared, mainly for land acquisition.

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