Chapter 510: Chapter 335: Ants Moving, Desire Power Pill and Ghost God Association_2

Moments later, the Hundred Lifetimes Scripture sank deep into his Divine Soul.

Zhao Sheng swung his sleeve, and a dark cyan alchemy furnace with three legs and six ears flew out from small to large, transforming into a large cauldron as thick as a water barrel and three Zhang in height, its lid almost touching the ceiling.

Bang!

A golden, misty Earth Lung Spiritual Fire flew to the bottom of the alchemy furnace, instantly expanding over tenfold, turning into a huge fireball, engulfing the cauldron as it burned fiercely.

In an instant, the temperature in the room soared!

Zhao Sheng waved his long sleeve, and a pile of bottles and jars suddenly appeared in front of him.

Then, he continuously cast spells with both hands, casting one Alchemy Formula after another, beginning to refine a special Spirit Pill called the Desire Power Pill.

This pill was not for the living to consume, but for the Ear Reporting God to consume. It consumed the finely refined Will Power from within the pill.

The main ingredient of the Desire Power Pill was the People’s Incense.

The Ear Reporting God consumed its own flesh and blood every moment.

To lessen his body’s burden, Zhao Sheng found this type of Desire Power Pill.

In the end, it was all thanks to the massive collection of books and Jade Scrolls at the Zhenlang Pavilion.

Some days ago, Zhao Sheng happened to flip through a miscellaneous record called “Evil God Ghost Affairs.”

According to the book, the cultivation methods of Divine Spirits and Cultivators were vastly different.

If Cultivators refined nature’s spiritual energy to enhance their strength, Divine Spirits, on the other hand, were based on Will Power.

Will Power originated from incense, and incense mostly came from the spiritual thoughts of life beings, especially with the “incense” offered by believers being of the highest quality.

Therefore, since ancient times, Divine Spirits always tried to make themselves famous and often appeared in public to appear saintly, aiming to attract more believers.

Ancients said incense was poisonous because it mixed with the desires and emotions of all beings.

If they directly consumed incense without refining it first, Divine Spirits were likely to be influenced by the desires of all beings and suffer the disaster of becoming “lost.”

By then, Divine Spirits were no longer Divine Spirits but had fallen into evil spirits dominated by desires.

The Ear Reporting God was the lowest level of minor Mao God, and one Desire Power Pill was enough to sustain it for three months.

Half a day later, the alchemy furnace was nurtured to completion.

Zhao Sheng flipped his hand, and in his hand appeared a yellow mud-like, one-foot-tall round tile pot.

This pot had a name; it was called the Incense Fire Altar. Outwardly it seemed ordinary, but its raw material came from a Divine Statue, specifically a Five Passes Divine Statue that had endured three hundred years of incense.

The Incense Fire Altar contained the accumulated Power of Incense from three hundred years within the Five Passes Divine Incense Statue.

He casually slapped the seal on the mouth of the altar, and with a thought, a five-colored cloud floated out and slowly entered the alchemy furnace.

Shortly after, one Spirit Medicine after another was continuously thrown into the furnace, and the Earth Lung Spiritual Fire suddenly blazed intensely…

By evening, Zhao Sheng arrived at the black market within Zhenyun Mountain.

On both sides of the street, most of the bundle stalls were already filled with various brightly colored treasures, and a bustling crowd flowed meanderingly through the workshop.

Zhao Sheng walked into an old talisman shop, and his Divine Sense transmitted into the store, “Taoist Liu, delivery time!”

A woman came out from the back and said with a smile, “Old Liu is chanting and paying respects to the divinity. Senior Zhao, please wait a moment.”

“Hmm.”

Zhao Sheng nodded slightly, indeed hearing the buzzing of chanting in his ears.

At first, he felt nothing, but after inadvertently listening to a few phrases, it caught his attention.

Zhao Sheng curiously asked, “What scripture is Taoist Liu chanting?”

“It seems to be the ‘Heavenly Origin Descent Scripture.’ I heard that if one chants this scripture ten thousand times, one can communicate with the Heavenly Origin God,” she replied.

The woman took out a thin white paper book from under the counter, opened it, and pointing at a page, said, “Senior, take a look, what scripture is written here?”

Zhao Sheng’s eyes sharpened, he took the book, the paper was rough and of poor quality, and it was covered with densely packed runes.

“We sincerely believe, and now we uphold the Heavenly Origin, the name of the Divine Spirit, realise the Supreme True Spirit, relieve suffering and save lives…”

As he recited halfway, Zhao Sheng sensed a faint, strange aura suddenly emerge from the depths of the Void, continuously trying to twist his mental consciousness, even suggesting to him to worship the so-called Heavenly Origin God.

“Hmph!”

Zhao Sheng snorted coldly, his Divine Sense formed a barrier, instantly isolating the aura pollution, and his spirit instantly cleared.

“Evil Demons of the Outer Path!”

This heretical scripture, through the use of deceptive secret techniques, aimed to recruit followers and gather the faith of incense offerings.

After roughly finishing a large portion of the Zhenlang Pavilion’s collection, Zhao Sheng was quite clear about these spiritual abnormal skills commonly used by evil demons and heretics.

Just at that moment, the chanting in the back hall abruptly stopped, and Shopkeeper Liu turned out from the back, holding a similar scroll of scripture.

“Senior Zhao, thank you for your patience. The items are all prepared. I’ll fetch them right away.”

“No rush on that,” Zhao Sheng shook his head and asked, “Where did you get this scripture from?”

Shopkeeper Liu replied, “This scripture has recently become very popular in the market. It’s said to be very effective. That Heavenly Origin God is reputed to be omnipotent and responsive to all prayers.”

“Mr. Liu, living long in the black market of Chu State City, don’t you understand these tricks of evil demons and heretics?”

Zhao Sheng pointed at the scripture and said, “According to the laws of the Heavenly Dao Sect, scriptures not authorized by the court must not be propagated. Violators will be punished severely.”

“You jest, Senior. The court manages all the people in the world, but how can it monitor us cultivators? As for the Heavenly Dao Sect, they are too overwhelmed to care about such minor matters.”

“A cultivator neglecting the Heavenly Dao to blindly believe in an idol, Shopkeeper Liu, you are mistaken!” Zhao Sheng looked regretful as he spoke earnestly.

Upon hearing this, Shopkeeper Liu’s expression became unexpectedly agitated: “What choice do I have! With my Five Spirits wasted spiritual root, if I don’t rely on the power of divine spirits, how could I ever have a chance to reach the Foundation Establishment stage and achieve prolonging my life by a hundred years?”

“This…” Seeing the other’s vehement expression, Zhao Sheng’s tone immediately faltered.

“Senior Zhao, this Heavenly Origin Descent Scripture really is a treasure. I merely chanted it for seven days and my cultivation inexplicably grew by a bit, and there were no side effects either.”

“Very well!”

Zhao Sheng slightly nodded in agreement, no longer trying to persuade him.

As the saying goes, good words cannot persuade the determined dead!

Suddenly, he somewhat understood that in the face of death, cultivators and any ignorant mortal were, in fact, the same.

Shopkeeper Liu was fully aware that worshipping an unknown existence entailed tremendous risks, yet he still chose to continue, a move undoubtedly both despicable and pitiable.

At that moment, a noise came from outside the shop.

A group of people dressed in white robes and caps suddenly surrounded a shop, continuously chanting scriptures:

“…Heavenly Origin God, ferrying all beings, generously granting blessings… Countless lives, basking in heaven’s fortune… United wills become divine, Heavenly Origin is the way…”

“Here is the offering money of ten spirit stones, consider it my respectful tribute to the Heavenly Origin God. You devout believers might as well bless the next shop!”

“The Heavenly Origin God will surely bless you!”

The group of white-robed believers arrived quickly and left even faster, taking only a few steps before surrounding an elixir medicine shop selling spirit pills.

Chanting and begging, their actions in the next shop were exactly the same as before!

Several people dashed out from that elixir medicine shop, trying to drive them away, but ended up in a fierce clash with the group of believers.

Meanwhile, Zhao Sheng had already packed up ten stacks of Dragon Serpent Skin Talisman Bases and stepped out from the talisman shop.

In a deserted corner, his figure flashed and he suddenly disappeared.

…

Yueshen Lake, situated slightly south of the center of Chu State City, was one of the scenic wonders of the city.

The lake was connected to the underground, unfathomable in depth, which kept its surface constantly dark, yet the waters remained warm.

Every year, when the cold night season arrived, the vegetation by the lake still remained lush green, with countless people boating on the lake every day.

However, no one would have imagined that beneath Yueshen Lake lay a mystery; the Ghost God Association had established an outpost there and even constructed a Water Mansion.

The Ghost God Association held immense power, with numerous divine spirits among its members, spreading across the entire continent.

The Ghost God Association, along with the Heavenly Rebel Alliance and the Earth Element Mother Sect, was collectively known as the three great rebels and was a “thorn in the side” of both the Da Gu Court and the Heavenly Dao Sect.

In the dead of night, a shadow quietly entered Yueshen Lake and swiftly swam towards the outpost of the Ghost God Association.

A moment later, deep within the lake, a palace resplendent in gold and jade stood in the lake’s depths. Three “Divine Beings” sat majestically on the Golden Dais, their presence awe-inspiring.

“Bring the informant here,” a Dragon-headed divine being with a human body slowly opened his eyes and then instructed those below.

Before long,

a fat Great Han was dragged into the hall; given his battered appearance, he was clearly tortured extensively.

If Zhao Sheng were here, he would immediately recognize this person as unmistakably a seasoned prison guard.