?46: Chapter 39 Newborn!!

    46: Chapter 39 Newborn!!

    Poisoning, arson, fraud.

    Am I the Evil God, or are you the Evil God?

    “How could you be so brutal!”

    The Mountain God’s eyes nearly burst from their sockets, his voice trembling, a spitting image of a pitiable man who’d been stripped by a greedy landlord, his property burned to ashes, and then thrown into the street for public display.

    “Decades of my hard work, and you’ve burned it all, all of it!”

    At this moment, the fury of the Gold and Silver Statue had reached its apex, with what seemed like glistening tears flashing within those black, hollow eyes.

    Trembling, it raised its hand, pointed at Zhou Li, and wailed hysterically:

    “All I did was kill you, letting your souls amass wealth for me, yet you destroyed my village, poisoned my vengeful ghosts, and smashed my altar!

    You, you, aaaaah!!!”

    Hearing this, Zhou Li and the other two exchanged glances, for a time somewhat unable to comprehend the other’s perspective.

    After a long moment, Zhou Li smacked his lips, looked at the statue, and asked:

    “So what then?

    You think our methods are too gentle?

    How about this, next time I’ll mix lime and sulfur in a directed explosion into your temple’s bathroom?”

    Upon hearing these words, the Mountain God Statue was stunned, and the Qianhu beside him was also somewhat bewildered.

    Tang Wan, however, flicked her white ponytail and with a sycophantic expression on her cute cheeks, pointed proudly at Zhou Li with her thumb:

    “That serial bathroom explosion case in Beiliang years ago was all my big brother’s doing, you better watch out, kiddo.”

    The Qianhu beside them clutched the long blade in his hands—until now, he had been staring intently at the Mountain God Statue, which was in a state of fury.

    Hearing Tang Wan’s words, he turned towards Zhou Li and saluted with utmost respect.

    “You, you, you, you!”

    Perhaps the Mountain God Statue had never seen such close-knit compatriots, or perhaps those words had shattered the last of his defenses.

    All at once, a blood-red glow flickered over his body, long spikes jutted out from his arms, and a fierce gleam filled the coin-like eyes.

    “If I don’t kill you, I shall never enter the cycle of reincarnation!”

    “Kind Person Statues, come forth!”

    Accompanying a hysterical scream, seven metal figures with different expressions and appearances split from the Mountain God Statue’s body in an instant.

    They held various sharp instruments, radiating the sheen of metal, yet eerily, their faces all carried expressions of great mercy and compassion, like the sacred deities enshrined in temples.

    However, Zhou Li and his companions could clearly see that the dim glow on the metal figures’ weapons was the color of coagulated blood.

    Obviously, these Kind Person Statues were the Mountain God Statue’s trump cards and executioners.

    “Liu Butou!”

    Just then, Guo Lingyun, not far off, recognized the face of one of the Kind Person Statues, and exclaimed in shock, “How could he be in such a…”

    “An arrest officer from Shangjing?

    Among these seven, this kid has the toughest bones.”

    The Mountain God Statue sneered, grabbed the head of the Kind Person identified as Liu Butou, and dragged him closer, eyeing the slightly weary face with malice in his gaze.

    “He tried to dig through the ground to transport away my ghosts.

    He never expected that these villagers had long since become my ghosts, all waiting to betray him for my bounty.

    Having captured him, he refused to submit, so I extracted his bones, drained his blood, and inserted silver into his seven orifices, then poured bronze into his organs.”

    Turning his head to look at the young man with clenched fists and fiery anger in his eyes, the Mountain God Statue’s mouth curled into a smile and he asked deliberately:

    “Shall I open it up for you to see?”

    “Beast!”

    Reaching behind his back, a longbow materialized in Guo Lingyun’s hands, brought forth by the convergence of Spirit Qi.

    The young man bellowed in rage and, like an arrow released from a bow, soared through the air, his eyes filled with the unrestrained brilliance of Dragon Tiger Qi.

    He could not accept that the old capture officer he once respected had met such an end, nor could he endure the sight of an arrest officer revered by everyone in Shangjing City being toyed with so callously.

    The feather arrow was nocked, and with his back to the full moon, a colossal phantom of a statue materialized behind Guo Lingyun.

    The statue had a green face with fang-like teeth radiating an aura of demonic ferocity, yet it wore the crown of a general, and the white jade longbow in its hands was carved with the dragon patterns of Da Ming.

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    If the spirits cultivated by the Spirit Qi Masters were the spirits of all things, then those cultivated by the Jinyiwei and other military officials were the “spirits” left by famous generals throughout the dynasties.

    And now, the spirit that appeared behind Guo Lingyun was the renowned archer general of Da Ming, Feiyu General — Zhu Qiong.

    As Guo Lingyun, who had leapt into the air, channeled most of his Dragon Tiger Qi into the longbow in his hands, he aimed at the Mountain God Statue that was emitting golden and silver radiance.

    Simultaneously, a Qianhu who had manifested the spirit of a dual-blade general also crouched low, eyes shimmering with sharpness, though a demon Qi lingered at his mouth.

    “Heaven grants, pardon!”

    Finger and feather interlaced, the long arrow streaked through the night, leaving an invisible ripple between the stars and the moon, while the general’s phantom behind him drew the white jade bow to its limit, yet it carried no arrow.

    Just as Guo Lingyun’s feather arrow touched the Mountain God Statue, the Feiyu Spirit’s bowstring was also released, dispersing a residual light in an instant.

    Hmm?

    As the Mountain God Statue, which had grasped the feather arrow and repelled the Qianhu, prepared to confront this residual light, it was shocked to find that the target of the light was not it, but rather the Kind Person Statue of Liu Butou standing beside it.

    The moment the residual light shrouded Liu Butou, an ethereal voice suddenly emanated from the spirit behind Guo Lingyun.

    “The innocent shall be pardoned!”

    Instantly, a burst of green flames engulfed the Kind Person Statue protecting Liu Butou.

    As the fire consumed it, the statue slowly melted away, revealing its true form.

    Although it was a fierce blaze, it imparted a sense of gentleness and brightness.

    The moment the flames erupted, the Mountain God Statue next to it panicked, its expression one of terror, and it swiftly kicked Liu Butou aside with a lowly Kind Person Statue.

    But as soon as the Kind Person Statue touched Liu Butou, it too was licked by the green flames.

    “Aiding a tyrant, sins outweigh the merits, unpardonable!”

    The phantom spoke again, and this time, the flames suddenly burst forth with an unbearable heat, turning the lowly Kind Person Statue to ash.

    At the same time, the metal on the outside of Liu Butou melted away completely, revealing the exhausted Liu Butou with his eyes tightly shut.

    Looking at Liu Butou who had fallen to the ground, protected by the Green Lotus Flame, the Gold and Silver Statue was momentarily stunned, then overjoyed.

    He turned his head, looking at Guo Lingyun who was panting heavily, and laughed loudly:

    “Foolish, foolish!”

    “If you had released this flame on me, I might have indeed been somewhat afraid.

    But now you’ve used this fire to save this insignificant arrest officer, you truly are more foolish than I imagined!”

    The Mountain God Statue was ecstatic, the remaining five Kind Person Statues rushed to the side of the Qianhu and trembled with him.

    Meanwhile, he, facing Guo Lingyun whose expression was as serene as still water, drew the golden sword from his innards, pointed at Guo Lingyun and laughed boisterously:

    “Sacrificing the greater good for the lesser, sacrificing the greater good for the lesser!

    Your Divine Fire combined with your stupidity really is a perfect match!

    What a pity, what a pity!”

    “A pity?”

    At that moment, Guo Lingyun, who had been looking exceedingly solemn, perhaps even a bit desperate, shed his countenance, replaced by a profoundly significant smile.

    “I don’t think it’s a pity, after all, even if this fire were to burn your Gold, Silver, Copper Statue, it couldn’t reach your true form, could it?”

    “What?!”

    Just then, the Mountain God Statue, which was about to thrust its sword, froze.

    Then it exclaimed incredulously, “How did you—?!”

    Suddenly, it realized something amiss.

    It swiftly turned around and discovered a fear-inducing sight deep within its core.

    Where was Zhou Li?

    Trembling, it turned its head only to see two sneaky figures emerging beside the only Mountain God Temple in the village that the fire had not touched.

    “No!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”