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"This is the garbage dump of the divine realm, with images and texts engraved by the gods, and divine power sealed by the gods. After countless changes, it has developed its own consciousness and become a divine artifact."

"A divine artifact? Mirror God, don't tell me that this Wanbao Hall itself is a divine artifact, and we are currently inside its belly?"

"Unfortunately, this is true."

"So, what should we do?"

"Since it allowed you to come here without stopping you, it means it has no ill intentions. Therefore, you should choose to communicate with it."

How to communicate?

"You can let them out; we'll handle the communication."

Xiao Wenbing responded, turned around, and said to the two women, "Yaqi, Baiyi, I'd like to stay here alone for a while."

Although the two women were puzzled by his decision, Xiao Wenbing's recent performance had been truly unexpected, and he had already established a very high reputation in their hearts. So they exchanged a glance and decided to follow his advice.

After closing the door, Xiao Wenbing naturally knew that the door was specially made, and even with the two women's spiritual senses, they would not be able to detect the changes inside, so he was very relieved.

A flash of white light appeared, and the Mirror God appeared automatically. It waved its illusory fingers and drew some strange symbols on the ground. Although Xiao Wenbing understood some of the divine language, he had no idea how to use it. Although he could barely make out the meaning of each pattern, he was completely confused when they were put together.

However, in a very short time, a cloud of smoke rose from the ground and quickly formed a monster with a human face and a leopard's body in the air.

"Giggle..."

"Gurgle..."

They openly discussed this strange phenomenon right in front of Xiao Wenbing.

Xiao Wenbing barely understood two sentences, but they spoke faster and faster, quickly reaching seventeen or eighteen sentences. Xiao Wenbing frowned, the divine language flashing through his mind. Just as he was about to compare it, his head began to throb even more, so he quickly gave up.

Knowing that he had been struck by Feng Baiyi and had not fully recovered, it was best not to think too much at this moment, especially about divine language that required a lot of brain cells, which should never be touched.

Volume Four: The Divine Artifacts Chapter 185: Gods in the Cultivation World

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After a moment, the two alien beings finished their conversation, and Mirror God pointed at the monster and said, "Wenbing, I have good news for you."

"Speak," Xiao Wenbing said solemnly, taking a deep breath to calm his turbulent emotions.

"This is the spirit of the Gods' Villa... no, the spirit of the Gods' Villa."

"Oh, I've heard so much about you." Xiao Wenbing quickly greeted him. Any divine artifact was a valuable item, and of course, he couldn't be negligent. But, the Villa of the Gods... this Mirror God really knew how to flatter someone...

Even if Xiao Wenbing were to kill him, he would not believe that the so-called gods reside in this place.

Unexpectedly, the monster did not treat Xiao Wenbing rudely because he was a cultivator. Instead, it bowed respectfully and spoke in human language: "Please bestow a name upon me, God."

"What?" Xiao Wenbing was greatly surprised. A bestowed name? What was this? And he was even called a god? When did he become a deity?

Seeing Xiao Wenbing's confusion, the Mirror God quickly explained, "Wenbing, it's like this. This artifact brother seems to have cultivated to the extreme, which means that he has broken free from the constraints and scope of the artifact."

Xiao Wenbing pondered for a long time, wondering what this meant. He frowned, shook his head, and said, "I don't understand."

“I mean, it has become a god,” the Mirror God explained irritably.

"What? A god?" Xiao Wenbing was taken aback at first, then suddenly jumped up, pointed at the monster, and exclaimed speechlessly.

His gaze lingered on the monster, which was quite unexpected. This... was it also a god? A trash god?

“Exactly, theoretically speaking, anything has the potential to become a god,” the Mirror God said solemnly.

"And what about you?"

"Of course it's possible, but my cultivation is insufficient right now. There's nothing I can do but wait a while, and it should be ready soon."

"Oh, how long will it take?"

"Well, in terms of Earth's time, it would probably be possible in about 10 billion years."

"One hundred...billion...years?" Xiao Wenbing rolled his eyes. Fine, never mind that question.

"I've heard that the Supreme God possesses the power of a creator god, so I would like to ask you to bestow a name upon me." After waiting for a while, the great monster finally stepped forward and urged.

"Give a name to a god?" A cold sweat broke out on Xiao Wenbing's forehead. Even if he was arrogant and conceited, he knew the difference between himself and a god...

"Yes, this god has been all alone since he gained consciousness, spending countless years here before finally cultivating into a god. However, in this realm, no god has blessed him or given him a name, so to this day, he still has no name."

"Then why did you think of me?"

"You possess the power of the creator god. If you become a god in the future, you can completely create your own world. If it can receive a name from you, it will be able to break free from this place and follow you when you create a new world."

"Oh." Xiao Wenbing beamed with joy, a whole new world opening up before him. That was exactly what he wanted to hear.

"However, even if you have a smooth path to becoming a god, it will probably take hundreds of thousands of years."

"Wow, it's that long?"

"It's already very short," the Mirror God sighed. Compared to his billions of years, it was just a blink of an eye.

"But will this divine brother be able to wait?"

"It has waited billions of years. Can't it wait hundreds of thousands of years?"

Xiao Wenbing nodded silently, agreeing. "So, what name should we choose?"

This is a garbage dump, but we can't really call it the Garbage God, can we? Hmm, the Mirror God said this is the villa of the gods, so, Villa God? That doesn't sound good either.

Monster God? No way... Although it does resemble a monster, I doubt anyone would like that name.

Sigh... I never imagined that choosing a name could be such a difficult thing. For the first time, he experienced the biggest worries of grandparents, parents and fathers when their baby was about to be born.

Xiao Wenbing's gaze inadvertently drifted over the numerous magical treasures, and suddenly a brilliant idea flashed in his mind. He laughed loudly, "Treasures, since there are so many treasures here, you shall be called the Treasure God."

Although his words were mostly perfunctory, the monster still seemed unusually excited and kowtowed three times to Xiao Wenbing, saying, "Thank you, God."

“My dear god, now that you have a name, why don’t you introduce the artifacts here?” the Mirror God urged from the side.

Xiao Wenbing was taken aback. He looked at the Mirror God and sent out a thought: "Mirror God, don't you have the ability to restore things yourself? Why do you need it to explain it?"

“That’s right, I do have that ability, but these are all products of the gods, which are fundamentally different from those of the Immortal Realm and the Cultivation Realm. If I wanted to restore them one by one, I could, but it would take a long time. If you are willing, I don’t mind waiting here for hundreds of years.”

Xiao Wenbing shrugged and stopped talking. Centuries? Forget it, he didn't have that much free time.

"My Lord, please look. These things are all unfinished products that were thrown down from the divine realm throughout the ages," the God of Treasures explained as he stepped forward.

"Hmm, is everything here?"

"Except for one finished product, all the semi-finished products are here."

"That's unlikely," Xiao Wenbing said, expressing his doubt.

"We dare not deceive the gods; they are indeed all here."

Xiao Wenbing frowned and asked, "If the incomplete divine artifacts are all here, then what were those things that the seniors of the Jade Cauldron Sect took away in the past?"

"Toys and parts."

"What?" Xiao Wenbing was completely puzzled.

"Those were toys I made when I was bored, and some discarded parts. They had no power at all."

"Does it have absolutely no power?"

“Yes, it has no power whatsoever,” Baby God affirmed.

Fortunately, Mirror God had been in the cultivation world for a long time and knew the real difference in skill between the two elders. He immediately explained, "Wenbing, what do you think would happen to a nest of ants if a child took a water gun?"

"Ah." Xiao Wenbing suddenly realized that to the gods, those things might be toys, worthless junk that posed no threat whatsoever, but to cultivators, they were deadly and powerful weapons.

Just as a child with a water gun poses no danger to an adult, it could be a devastating blow to a colony of ants.

"Hmm, it seems even toys aren't something everyone can afford." Xiao Wenbing sighed for a while, then said, "Alright, let's not talk about those toys anymore. Can the things here be considered divine artifacts?"

"half."

"What?"

"Most of the things here do not possess the supernatural powers of divine artifacts and can be considered failed products. Even if some of them have the potential to become divine artifacts, they have been erased by the gods for some reason and can never become divine artifacts again."

"Oh, it can't become a divine artifact."

"Yes, unless they are branded with the mark of God again, even after billions of years of evolution, they have no chance of becoming divine artifacts."

Xiao Wenbing walked into the dazzling array of treasures, then picked up a large knife, weighed it in his hand, and felt that it was quite heavy. Moreover, holding it in his hand, he seemed to feel a kind of magical power contained within it, making him reluctant to put it down.

What is this?

"This is a two-section sword."

"Hmm." Xiao Wenbing held it in his hand and waved it around, finding it very comfortable to hold, as if it had been specially made for him. He couldn't help but ask, "Can I have it?"

"Of course, Your Majesty, please feel free to choose. You may take everything that catches your eye," the God of Treasures said respectfully.

"Thank you very much then." Xiao Wenbing laughed, then stuffed the sword into the Heavenly Void Ring and asked, "Is this Two-Broken Blade powerful?"

"This two-section sword is an extraordinary treasure, with boundless power. Even a true god would have to be wary of it."

Xiao Wenbing was overjoyed. He hadn't expected to pick such a fine treasure with just a casual pick. He quickly asked, "Is this thing sharp? Will it break all other magical treasures in two and render them useless if they come into contact with it?"

"No, it's dull; it can't really cut anything."

"Huh?" Xiao Wenbing looked up in surprise. Wasn't it called the Two-Cut Blade? One cut, two cuts, doesn't that make sense? He thought for a moment and asked, "It can't be that this thing is particularly fragile, breaking in two at the slightest touch, can it?"

"Of course not. This two-section sword is actually a mutated version of the Soul-Absorbing Sword. The so-called Soul-Absorbing Sword is one that can absorb the enemy's soul into the sword and refine it into its own energy when wielded."

"Good stuff," Xiao Wenbing praised. "So, as long as you keep acquiring souls, your own power will keep increasing, right?"

"Exactly. With this treasure, as long as one is ruthless, the path to godhood can be shortened by hundreds or even thousands of times."

Xiao Wenbing sighed and said, "Now I know why it was abandoned by the gods."

"Huh? You know?" Baby God asked in surprise.

"Yes, it is precisely because this two-sectioned sword absorbs people's souls and is too insidious that the gods have abandoned it."

“No.” The Pokémon God shook his head repeatedly and said, “Among the gods, there are a few who have achieved true godhood by relying on these kinds of Pokémon. In the eyes of the gods, all life in the lower realm is as worthless as grass and not worth mentioning.”

"If that's the case, why would the gods abandon this treasure? Could it be that there are too many things like this in the divine realm?"

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