"What's the meaning!"
Upon seeing the records appear on the Heavenly Book, Feng Bingwen's initially joyful expression turned somewhat strange.
The message revealed here is quite clear: this drought demon is not in its complete form. Perhaps it is not in good condition, or perhaps it had some fatal flaw from the moment it took shape. In any case, it is not a ferocious creature that can leave a terrible name in history!
"This result is not entirely unexpected!"
Feng Bingwen reached out and rubbed his temples. Although he hadn't really overturned history or defeated the legend, even if it was only a part of it, it was still quite good. That unprecedented million merits was the best reward the Heavenly Book could give him for this battle.
This amount of good deeds has exceeded any of his previous accumulations. He could use it to exchange for stronger cultivation talent, but there is no need for that anymore. The potential he currently possesses is enough for him to explore and develop for a long time.
Moreover, if he were to make a wish using purely good deeds, it would be hard to say whether he could exchange it for the innate physique he had obtained in the previous two attempts, since those two attempts had consumed all the evil deeds he currently possessed as collateral.
This gave him the highest level of talent in cultivation, but it also burdened him with karma—while anything obtained through pure good deeds and prayers can be enjoyed without any karmic consequences.
In contrast, Feng Bingwen would rather use this huge amount of good deeds to exchange for a suitable immortal artifact, so that he could break through the defenses of opponents with maxed-out defenses, such as the Drought Demon, without having to fight them in close combat with his bare hands.
Although the fighting style unique to brutes is very exhilarating and even provides a great experience after victory, once Feng Bingwen calmed down, he still felt that the fighting style of traditional cultivators was better.
Probing with spells and bombarding with supernatural powers, if things turn bad, turn around and leave. The path of immortality values life and prioritizes longevity.
What kind of celestial artifact do I need?
Feng Bingwen began to ponder how to spend the enormous sum of good deeds that had reached an unprecedented seven figures.
Keeping this stuff in your hands won't produce any offspring, and it doesn't accrue any interest. Once you've accumulated a sufficient amount, use it when necessary without any hesitation. Maximizing your combat power is the key.
Although the Nine Provinces of the human race are generally peaceful and stable, based on what he has seen and heard over the years, he has felt the threat of internal and external troubles.
The rise of humanity to dominate the world is an inevitable turning point in history, and no living being can resist such a powerful trend.
But even if it is something that is destined to happen, there is still a lot of room for maneuver. The first thing is the time it takes to rise to power. It may be completed within a hundred years, or even more likely, a thousand years or ten thousand years.
Secondly, once humanity truly reigns supreme, the world will either nominally submit to humanity or become a de facto vassal state, paying tribute annually. The difference between these two scenarios is enormous.
Back when the demon race ruled the world, and the Golden Crow Demon Emperor was still alive, the Golden Crow clan was truly the royal family among demons. However, the Golden Crow clan did not truly control the world. The many powerful clans under its command, nominally obeying its orders, all went their own way and did their own thing.
When that demon emperor disappeared, the Golden Crow clan fell directly from its altar. During the rise of the human race, they were also restrained by this nominal demon ruler and pushed to the forefront by many powerful demon clans to fight against the human race, resulting in heavy losses. Now they are just a fig leaf left.
Many thoughts flowed through his mind, but Feng Bingwen collected his thoughts and didn't make too many connections. These things were too far away for him now, and he didn't need to worry about them.
"No need for anything too fancy, just keep it simple and pure!"
As for immortal artifacts, the stronger the power, the better. However, Feng Bingwen was not sure about the type for the time being. After all, he already had immortal swords, but they were not powerful enough.
The ancient sword tower in his hand, in a sense, can be considered a treasure with growth potential. However, to increase its power, it is necessary to collect the corpses of powerful beings that can be found in mythology.
For Feng Bingwen, this was only somewhat difficult, but not impossible, so there was no need to pursue the same type of immortal artifact too much.
If possible, Feng Bingwen would like to get a brick-like immortal artifact similar to the Heaven-Turning Seal. It would be simple, brutal, and powerful, and could be used immediately upon acquisition without requiring much effort to unleash its destructive power.
As for the real Heaven-Turning Seal, Feng Bingwen felt he didn't need to think too much about it. Not only did this innate spiritual treasure with its far-reaching divine power not exist in this world, but even if it did, it was beyond his ability to afford with his meager good deeds.
Putting aside other matters, wanting to obtain a primordial spiritual treasure through good deeds and prayers is not unreasonable, is it? But for Feng Bingwen at present, it's an astronomical figure, simply impossible.
However, Feng Bingwen did not make a wish immediately because he had not yet completely resolved the matter. He felt that he should accumulate more good deeds so that he could do so in one go.
Rebirth in the Great Era of Surfing Waves
"I wonder how that little supreme being is doing?"
Before leaving the blessed land, he thought of the supreme reincarnation he had placed there.
The aftershocks of his battle with the drought demon reverberated throughout the entire blessed land; it was difficult not to feel the powerful fluctuations.
However, for an infant still in swaddling clothes, there was nothing to be frightened about. At least when Feng Bingwen visited, the little supreme being was quite happy being amused by the little flower spirit that Feng Bingwen had placed here.
"master!"
Upon seeing Feng Bingwen's arrival, Su Ya, the little white peony who had been assigned by Feng Bingwen to take care of the child, flew over with a look of surprise. Her body, which was already half a person's height but still appeared petite and delicate, circled around Feng Bingwen, her eyes full of joy.
"How is the little guy?"
Feng Bingwen looked at the little supreme being with bright eyes and a unique spiritual charm, and asked with a frown.
According to the supreme being's plan, his reincarnation should have been extremely mediocre, without any extraordinary abilities. However, all of this was changed by the exquisite heart that was transplanted into his chest.
"Although we don't know what happened just now, there were still strong earthquakes, but with us there, the young master is well protected!"
Noticing the commotion, the chrysanthemum spirit Bo Yao flew over, her face full of joy, and said to Feng Bingwen as if to take credit.
"cough!"
Upon hearing the address "young master," Feng Bingwen coughed lightly, then solemnly corrected and explained,
"What young master? Don't talk nonsense. I don't even have a Daoist partner, so where would I get offspring?"
"Oh, isn't this the young master?"
Little Boyao looked surprised, her head slightly lowered, as if she had done something wrong and was about to be scolded. However, her bright yellow eyes were filled with an almost overflowing joy.
"Sorry, I called the wrong person!"
"This is my disciple!"
Feng Bingwen reiterated that he had already told the two little guys once when he entrusted the boy to them, but he didn't know how this little chrysanthemum spirit could make such an unreliable connection.
"Oh, I understand. This is your disciple, sir. I won't call him by the wrong name again next time!"
Little Boyao looked obedient, but she quickly raised her head again to defend her behavior.
"But you can't blame me for this. This little one is so smart. She's so tiny, yet she's already learned to talk and can call me 'sister'!"
"Sister... giggle, sister!"
Seemingly having heard a language it could understand, the little supreme being, with its large, dark eyes darting around in its swaddling clothes, uttered two cries and even laughed.
"What a pity!"
Looking at the little supreme being, who was not even half a year old and had already begun to babble, Feng Bingwen couldn't help but sigh. Such a clever performance should have appeared in a true born saint, but that saint was almost killed as soon as he was born. Fortunately, there was still room for redemption.
"What's a pity?"
Su Ya blinked her big eyes and asked with a curious expression.
"nothing!"
Feng Bingwen shook his head, not intending to reveal the matter; there was no need to.
"Since there's nothing else, I'll be going now. You guys take good care of this kid."
"Sir, could you stay and keep us company? We haven't seen you in so long!"
Suya asked with a look of anticipation.
"I'd like to too, but I've already wasted enough time here, I can't dawdle any longer!"
Hearing the little flower spirit's expectation, Feng Bingwen could only decline. He wanted to study the Taoist scriptures leisurely, just like when he was a child, and offer a few pointers when the mood struck him, but that was impossible now, as he had too many things to do.
"Master, the ground shook just now. Were you fighting with some great demon?"
"That's right, it was a very ferocious demon, but I just suppressed it. Don't worry, similar things shouldn't happen again!"
It was precisely because he was worried that the commotion had frightened the two little ones that Feng Bingwen made a special trip over here.
"We are so useless, we can't help you at all, sir!"
Upon hearing Feng Bingwen's promise, Xiao Suya did not feel happy; instead, she looked remorseful and sad.
"Haha, there will be a chance. Work hard in your cultivation, and you will catch up with me one day!"
Seeing that the two girls, Xiaohuajing, were both feeling down, Feng Bingwen didn't say anything discouraging. Instead, he gave them a sincere word of encouragement before leaving the blessed land.
When Feng Bingwen reappeared in the outside world, before he could even take in his surroundings, he saw a vast expanse of bright yellow divine light that obscured everything in front of him, and then condensed into a majestic and solemn City Emperor God.
"You've finally appeared! I thought something had happened to the Immortal Master!"
Upon seeing Feng Bingwen, who appeared completely unharmed and without any injuries, the county lord secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
In recent days, he had also learned a lot of "common knowledge" about cultivators through his own channels. When he learned that there was a type of cultivator with exceptional talent who could demonstrate methods that surpassed their current level, he knew that he might be in big trouble.
Take this immortal master in front of us, for example. He used a technique that only a terrestrial immortal could possess that day. This does not mean that he is actually a terrestrial immortal, but only that he has exceptional talent and has mastered the relevant techniques in advance.
This type of cultivator, regardless of which immortal sect they belong to, even if it's the Supreme Dao, is at least a direct descendant. If such a person were to encounter trouble in his small town, and the Supreme Dao sent a true immortal, the town lord would be in serious trouble.
"Your Majesty, there is no need to worry so much. Since I dared to take action that day, I am confident that I can suppress this evil spirit."
Feng Bingwen responded with a smile. What he said was true. Although the battle was fierce and he was injured repeatedly, he could disengage and run away at any time if he wanted to.
Putting everything else aside, he never used the protective immortal artifact that the Dao Lord had arranged for him, even though that old guy kept nagging at him incessantly.
"As expected of a disciple of the Supreme Dao, the Immortal is truly powerful. I wonder how that demon is doing now?"
The city emperor asked with anticipation in his eyes. He had figured out what kind of thing was lying in that coffin these past few days. However, after he guessed the answer, his divine body trembled with fright and he almost collapsed.
If that evil creature in the coffin were to crawl out and wreak havoc in this county, aside from anything else, even the city lord himself might perish on the spot due to the backlash of karma—that's just how unreasonable the divine path is.
"Naturally, it has been suppressed and will never again appear in this land to cause trouble!"
"That's good, that's good!"
Upon hearing this, the expert breathed a sigh of relief and appeared visibly more relaxed.
"By the way, has the Immortal Master ever heard of Mount Jiuwei?"
"Of course I know!"
"This is the only respectable immortal sect in your Donghua Continent," Feng Bingwen naturally kept quiet about it.
"The immortals of Mount Jiuwei have descended the mountain. Although we don't know where they got the news, it is said that a peak master is leading the way. Jing Kingdom is finally saved!"
Feng Bingwen stared at the deity before him, a pillar of the divine path, who spoke to him with such joy. The information contained in this statement made this outsider feel somewhat strange.
"While this is good news, isn't any emperor going to take action?"
"This... I don't know."
Even the great god of the city couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed when this matter was mentioned.
"Speaking of which, how did Lord City Emperor learn of the news that the immortal from Mount Jiuwei had descended the mountain?"
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