The baby god immediately understood his meaning and couldn't help but shudder. It never thought that even a god could be surprised. It quickly said, "I have not been to the realm of gods yet, and I have not been reborn, so I cannot be considered a true god."
"Is that so?" Xiao Wenbing's voice was filled with disappointment.
“Actually, you can do it,” Baby God suddenly said.
"I?"
"Yes, for you, the path to godhood is actually quite simple. You can cultivate on your own, and once you reach the True God realm, saving her will be an easy matter, won't it?"
Xiao Wenbing gave a wry smile. The superpower he possessed was actually a top-tier divine power, and he also had a divine status that others did not have. So perhaps what the precious god said was right; the path to godhood might really be very simple for him.
Therefore, he didn't doubt whether he could successfully become a god; rather, he doubted...
"My dear god, how long do you think it would take me to reach the True God realm if everything goes smoothly?"
"Well, if everything goes smoothly, then ten thousand... no, hundreds of thousands of years should be enough."
"Hundreds of thousands of years?" Xiao Wenbing chuckled self-deprecatingly and said, "Do you expect me to wait hundreds of thousands of years before I come back to rescue Yaqi?"
“Zhang Yaqi didn’t die because of the protection of the power of order. Under the protection of the power of order, time inside is frozen.” Baby God said quietly, “So, even if you come to rescue her a million years later, what you rescue is still the Zhang Yaqi of yesterday.”
Xiao Wenbing remained silent for a long time. Then he turned his head and gazed into the distance, muttering to himself, but no one could understand what he was saying...
Volume 4, Chapter 255: The Secret Talisman Gains Fame
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"Crackling... clanging... bang..."
With a wave of the treasure god's hand, countless colorful things appeared on the ground, and all kinds of magical treasures and flying swords tumbled and flew around in the air.
Xiao Wenbing frowned, wondering what the precious god was doing, and asked, "What is this...?"
He naturally recognized the contents of this room; they were all various magical treasures and flying swords used by cultivators. However, Xiao Wenbing couldn't figure out what the Treasure God wanted to do with these things, or where they came from.
At this time, Xiao Wenbing had already reached a certain level in weapon crafting. Although he dared not say he was a grandmaster, under the tutelage of the Mirror God, he was no less skilled than the average weapon crafting expert.
So at a glance, he immediately knew that all the items here were of high quality, mostly level seven or eight magic weapons, and there were quite a few level nine ones as well.
Upon closer inspection, some of them were even top-grade magical treasures. The fact that the Treasure God had casually tossed them on the ground like this would surely make ordinary cultivators green with envy if they saw them…
He really didn't know where the Treasure God got these things from. He absolutely didn't believe that the Treasure God had crafted them himself. Because these magical treasures were all different in style and each had its own strengths. Without asking, any cultivator who was proficient in the art of crafting would know that they were definitely not crafted by one person.
Moreover, judging from the carefree look on Baby God's face, it probably isn't even his own.
Could it be...
Xiao Wenbing frowned slightly. Could it be that the Treasure God had actually started robbing and plundering cultivators?
However, these treasures are all high-end items, not something ordinary cultivators can possess. If they were truly stolen, how many people would you have to steal from?
After the battle on Zhenmo Star, Xiao Wenbing seemed to have matured overnight, becoming more composed and reserved. So he simply raised his head and calmly waited for the Treasure God's explanation.
With a casual wave of his hand, Baby God sent two small objects flying out from the jumbled mess, saying, "These are the toys I made. How amusing that those people would use my things to attack me."
"Attack you?" Xiao Wenbing was taken aback. Who in the cultivation world would have the audacity to attack a precious god?
"Yes, when I was catching the little dragon and phoenix, those people hit me with this trash. I was afraid of hurting the little dragon and phoenix, so I brought them all here," Baby God explained.
Xiao Wenbing was taken aback and shook his head inwardly. He finally understood. The reason why the Treasure God was able to seize so many magic treasures at once was because tens of thousands of cultivators above the Nascent Soul stage were gathered on Tianding Star. Only these experts in the cultivation world could possess so many high-level magic artifacts.
Sigh, it's probably already causing chaos on Tianding Star. It's truly unexpected that such a huge disaster has been caused over two little dragons and phoenixes.
However, Xiao Wenbing was quite impressed with those cultivators who dared to attack the precious gods; they actually dared to do such a thing...
“My dear God, what do you plan to do with these things?” After a moment of contemplation, Xiao Wenbing asked.
"Whatever," Baby God said indifferently. Indeed, given his current divine status, he naturally wouldn't be interested in these magical treasures from the cultivation world.
"Cough..." The old Taoist priest suddenly coughed.
Xiao Wenbing knew he had something to say, but he didn't know what his reservations were, so he didn't speak up. He smiled and said, "My dear god, senior food king, I would like to discuss some things with my master."
The Food King nodded slightly and left immediately. The Baby God hesitated for a moment before realizing, under Xiao Wenbing's watchful gaze, that he was being asked to leave. It waddled out of the room, but couldn't help wondering to itself, "Whose house is this anyway?"
This owner is really something else...
The old Taoist priest glanced at Feng Baiyi, becoming even more certain that there was a special relationship between her and his precious disciple. Since that was the case, there was no need to consider it further. He then said, "Wenbing, these magical treasures and flying swords are good, but keeping them might not be a blessing."
Why?
"The items are good, but if we keep them all, we'll offend a lot of people. We're not gods who treasure treasures," said the old Taoist priest Xianyun earnestly.
Xiao Wenbing nodded slightly. There are no secrets in the world. If he were to embezzle these treasures and something were to happen, it would be a great loss. Even if he had the Treasure God backing him up, they wouldn't dare to offend him easily. But what about the Secret Talisman Sect on Earth? He didn't want to bring these troubles to Earth.
"What does Master mean?"
"I returned it."
"If you just return them like this, how are you going to explain where these things came from?"
"It's very simple. Just push it onto the Dragon Palace and Phoenix Nest. I doubt anyone would dare to ask the Dragon King and Phoenix Lord for confirmation," the old Taoist Xianyun said with a smile, stroking his beard. "Besides, it will also allow our Secret Talisman Sect to forge countless good relationships."
Xiao Wenbing chuckled, realizing that this was probably his master's true intention. The most important thing he had ever done was to promote the reputation of the Secret Talisman Sect. His initial intention in taking him as a disciple was to help the Secret Talisman Sect flourish and revive its illustrious reputation from three thousand years ago.
So when he learned that he had created the Tranquilizer and had become famous throughout the cultivation world, he was the happiest person.
If the Secret Talisman Sect were to step in and return all these magical treasures, its prestige would reach an unprecedented level, surpassing even the resurrection of the White Crane Immortal from three thousand years ago.
“Alright.” Xiao Wenbing thought for a moment and said, “I will naturally obey Master’s decision, but please postpone it for another month.”
Why?
"Disciple wishes to learn the techniques for refining these magical artifacts and to compare their advantages and disadvantages, so that there will be a reference for future refining."
"That's for sure." The old Taoist nodded repeatedly, glanced at the magical artifacts scattered all over the ground, then suddenly shook his head and sighed, saying, "What a pity, if there were only a few..."
The old man suddenly realized what was happening, glanced at Feng Baiyi, smiled awkwardly, and said, "Wenbing, study it carefully first, and then let your master know when you're done."
Having said that, the old man immediately waved his sleeves and left.
Xiao Wenbing was slightly taken aback, then understood. If the number of magical treasures here wasn't so large, and his master knew he couldn't possibly consume them all, he probably wouldn't have been so selfless.
After the old Taoist priest left, only Xiao Wenbing and Feng Baiyi remained in the room.
The two looked into each other's eyes, seemingly with a thousand words to say, but when the words reached their lips, they couldn't utter a sound.
After a long pause, Feng Baiyi finally asked, "What do you plan to do?"
A bitter smile appeared on Xiao Wenbing's lips. He said helplessly, "I will cultivate with all my might and strive to become a god as soon as possible."
"To become a god as soon as possible..."
"Yes, may you become a god soon." Xiao Wenbing said it again with great emphasis, then turned around, walked into the pile of magical treasures, picked one up at random, sat cross-legged on the ground, and scanned it with his divine sense.
He didn't know how much time had passed when Xiao Wenbing opened his eyes. His vision was now empty; the room was empty except for him and the magical treasures and flying swords scattered all over the place.
He stared blankly at the spot where Feng Baiyi had just stood, his heart filled with unspeakable bitterness.
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"Are you planning to study these things?" The Mirror God suddenly appeared out of the Heavenly Void Ring and asked him.
"Yes." Xiao Wenbing answered simply and clearly: "These things were all made by cultivators at the Nascent Soul stage or above. It can be said that they represent the highest level of magical artifacts in this world."
"But do you think this will be useful?" the Mirror God asked, puzzled. "You might still need these things now, but once you ascend to the Immortal Realm, they will all be trash."
“I know, but… I want to start from scratch.”
"What?"
“Mirror God, your vision is too high, so most of what you say is too profound for me. I can’t understand it and I can’t learn it.” Xiao Wenbing said quietly, “Therefore, I will start from the basics, from the very foundation of the cultivation world.”
The Mirror God thought for a moment and said, "Perhaps you are right, being a creator god is not easy. However, do you have enough time in a month?" Its voice was full of doubt. In just one month, it was simply impossible to break down these things one by one and fully understand the refining process and the power of the magical treasures.
Xiao Wenbing smiled slightly and said, "I'll just copy them down first. As for the rest, Mirror God, I'll have to trouble you to give me more guidance in the future."
The Mirror God suddenly realized that this was what he was planning.
However, only Xiao Wenbing could do this; even if someone else had the opportunity, they would not be able to do it.
Nodding to Xiao Wenbing, the Mirror God got the answer it wanted and obediently returned to the Heavenly Void Ring to continue its cultivation journey.
Xiao Wenbing needs to cultivate in order to become a god as soon as possible, so naturally it cannot slack off.
After spending a quiet month indoors, Xiao Wenbing finally succeeded in scanning all these magical artifacts into his mind.
The reason he was able to accomplish this feat within a month was certainly due to his greatly improved skills, but the main reason was that his divine status was unexpectedly restored during the battle of Zhenmo Star. Therefore, his control over energy had reached a terrifying level that was unimaginable to cultivators.
It was precisely because every bit of spiritual power could achieve its maximum effect under the control of the divine spark that he was able to absorb all the magical treasures and flying swords into his mind within a month.
After Xiao Wenbing delivered the items to the old Daoist Xianyun, the old man happily carried them all back to Tianding Star. Sure enough, it caused an unprecedented sensation in the entire cultivation world, and the name of the Secret Talisman Sect once again shook the world, almost reaching a level comparable to the three holy lands.
Volume 4, Chapter 256: Power
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Large beads of sweat dripped from his forehead, each drop seemingly taking away a bit of his strength, leaving Xiao Wenbing with a feeling of utter exhaustion.
The divine majesty of the precious god is indeed something that cultivators cannot withstand.
He finally understood why so many demon experts on Zhenmo Star became obedient and dared not be hypocritical after he displayed his divine majesty.
Because of this powerful majesty, everyone felt an extreme sense of despair and fear, just like him at this moment, his body trembling involuntarily.
His will was gradually worn down, like being constantly eroded by water, until finally he could no longer hold on.
After a long, dejected sigh filled with helplessness, Xiao Wenbing raised his head. In his eyes, a faint golden light could be seen, and even his curled-up body slowly straightened up.
At this moment, although the divine majesty that was coming towards him was still just as powerful, the threat it posed to him was now negligible.
The baby god trembled, and the divine majesty that filled the space vanished without a trace in an instant. Its voice, like the baby god's, carried a hint of helplessness: "I told you long ago, this is impossible."