Chapter 11: Gaining Power Is a Transaction of Equal Exchange
The Old Dragon King and Venus, the Morning Star, ascended together into the Ninth Heaven.
Jiang Wang did not immediately enter the chat group.
Compared to aimless chatter with the other members, he was more concerned with matters in this world.
The Old Dragon King mentioned that a demon dragon and eight mountain tribesmen were causing chaos in the East Sea. Why did this story sound so familiar?
It resembled a television drama he had once seen, something about the Eight Immortals, the demon dragon, and the Dragon King of the East Sea.
The plot was hazy in his memory, but he distinctly recalled that one of the Eight Immortals, Han Xiangzi, was a scoundrel—two-timing and breaking the heart of the dragon maiden, Yan Cai.
Jiang Wang found this quite intriguing, but judging by the Heavenly Court’s attitude, the demon dragon’s rebellion was likely not a serious issue.
Otherwise, there would be no need for the Old Dragon King’s intervention; the celestial soldiers would have already taken action.
Just like the future Sun Wukong—when he shattered the heavens, the clairvoyant and the wind-hearer had long since noticed him.
The demon dragon couldn’t possibly be on the same level as Sun Wukong.
After all, Sun Wukong was comparable to Erlang Shen Yang Jian and Chen Xiang.
They represented the calamities that the Heavenly Court needed to face, whereas this demon dragon clearly did not reach that level.
Realizing the Heavenly Court probably wouldn’t pay much attention to this matter, Jiang Wang lost interest.
If the Heavenly Court was indifferent, he certainly wouldn’t descend alongside the celestial troops.
Better to keep watching the main gate.
He decided to check the chat group to see what was happening.
Could it be that the so-called prophet who claimed to have crossed over and swallowed an elixir was devoured by a magical beast?
Jiang Wang’s consciousness sank into the chat group.
Little Spider: “Is this an elixir? This is practically a divine stimulant!”
Golden Generation of the Martial Soul Hall: “Just one pill can turn her from defenseless to beating several magical beasts? Incredible!”
Mosquito’s Lifelong Nemesis: “Wow, those magical beasts look tough.”
Old Heavenly Master: “Elixirs refined by immortals are truly extraordinary.”
Snake Queen: “Unbelievable! Unbelievable! This elixir... bears a striking resemblance to the pills in my world.”
Old Heavenly Master: “@Snake Queen, I doubt they are comparable. I have also seen the young lady’s description of your world; your world’s pills likely cannot match those of the immortals.”
Snake Queen: “......”
Waste Prophet: “@South Heavenly Gate Guard, big brother! Thank you! I feel so powerful in just an instant!”
Waste Prophet: “@South Heavenly Gate Guard, this is amazing! From now on, I am your most loyal dog!”
Snake Queen: “@South Heavenly Gate Guard, immortal, may I ask, besides spirit stones, is there anything else I can exchange for spirit stones from you?”
Little Spider: “I want to trade too! @South Heavenly Gate Guard.”
Golden Generation of the Martial Soul Hall: “@South Heavenly Gate Guard, immortal, I have already given you two spirit stones; can I borrow one in advance? Even a low-quality elixir worth five spirit stones will do.”
South Heavenly Gate Guard: “We’ll talk later. Let’s first see if she can get out of danger.”
Jiang Wang declined everyone’s requests.
After the last batch exploded, all other pills were destroyed, leaving only this single worthless elixir in the treasure gourd.
He had forgotten to discard it, so giving it to the Waste Prophet was just repurposing junk.
If he were to take out the worthless pill now, how could he possibly do so?
Still, the state of the Waste Prophet was... quite interesting.
The livestream video of Waste Prophet Qin Wuxu wasn’t turned off.
At this moment, she was engaged in close combat with a magical beast.
The beast was about ten times her size, making the petite Qin Wuxu seem even smaller by comparison.
Brilliant golden light radiated from her hands!
The golden light spread continuously until it enveloped her entire body.
Qin Wuxu, bathed in golden light, leapt high and struck the beast’s lower jaw with a punch.
The beast, capable of breaking reinforced concrete, was instantly pierced by her fist, its flesh torn apart and scattered.
The agonized beast opened its mouth wide and roared fiercely, its already grotesque face becoming even more hideous.
The other magical beasts, witnessing their companion’s gruesome fate, immediately charged at Qin Wuxu, abandoning their previous destruction.
Some had giant horns on their foreheads, others bared their interlocking fangs, attempting to swallow Qin Wuxu whole.
But having ingested the elixir, Qin Wuxu faced them without fear.
She let out a delicate snort, clenched her tender fists, and the golden light covering her body grew even brighter.
With a punch to the ground:
Boom!
The entire ground trembled as if struck by a giant hammer.
The asphalt road beneath shattered like chunks of tofu flying apart.
Several beasts running nearby were caught off guard, trapped within the broken asphalt.
Qin Wuxu gasped for breath, seemingly absorbing all the spiritual energy around her.
The colorless spiritual energy, influenced by her golden glow, began to tint gold.
Overall, the hunched and panting Qin Wuxu was surrounded by several pale golden ribbons, fluttering uncertainly.
These ribbons added a touch of grace to her figure but also exuded a strong aura of oppression.
Suddenly, the golden light on her body seemed to gain consciousness, transforming into countless sharp blades.
In an instant, over ten million golden swords appeared behind her.
“Go!” she commanded softly.
At the next moment, the myriad golden swords pierced the magical beasts.
Before the beasts could react, they were riddled like hornet nests.
Flesh and blood flew amidst the golden light, the beasts’ screams piercing the city.
Looking at the several utterly dead magical beasts, Qin Wuxu breathed a sigh of relief.
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