"Not at all..." Xiao Wenbing chuckled, coughed, and said, "One of these three is a gardener who maintains the garden, one is a cook who cooks, and the other one is... a servant who empties the chamber pot."
"What?" Amo asked, speechless.
“However, they are not people from this realm.” Xiao Wenbing put away his smile and said seriously.
"Well..." To be honest, Amo didn't believe it at first, but seeing that Feng Baiyi could emit light here, something that even the ancestors of all generations could not do, he vaguely began to believe it.
“They are from the realm of gods, understand? The realm of gods,” Xiao Wenbing coaxed gently.
"Ah..." Amo immediately put on a respectful expression and said in the most reverent voice, "So you are the gardener, cook and servant of the divine realm. Sigh... After all, you are a master from the divine realm. You are truly extraordinary. I am convinced."
After saying this, he bowed deeply to the purple light in Feng Baiyi's hand, turned around and entered the light cave, disappearing from sight.
Zhang Yaqi, her face flushed from holding back her laughter, finally broke into a smile after seeing Amo leave: "Wenbing, you...you're too mean."
"Ahem..." Xiao Wenbing said seriously, "No. Although these people are all highly powerful, in our Taoist view, they are nothing more than immortals. Even if they went to the God Realm, they would probably only reach that level."
"Nonsense, pour, pour... can that really produce lightning?" Zhang Yaqi blushed and argued, a rare sight indeed.
“Well, it’s hard to say. Maybe in the realm of gods, people who do this kind of work are blessed with heavenly lightning…” Xiao Wenbing suddenly stopped. He seemed to sense a burning and angry gaze. His mind raced, and he immediately realized something was wrong. He quickly said, “Of course, let’s not discuss such baseless things. Look, there are three ten-point light holes here. Let’s each choose one.”
Having said that, he vanished into one of the light holes with lightning speed.
A glimmer of light flashed, and then the light tunnel abruptly closed.
Zhang Yaqi watched him flee in a disheveled state with a grin, then suddenly asked, "Sister, are you angry?"
Seemingly extremely surprised by this statement, Feng Baiyi hesitated for a moment before silently shaking her head.
“I knew it, sister wouldn’t be angry with him.” Zhang Yaqi lifted her foot and walked towards another cave of light. She said softly, “When sister came in just now, he didn’t think anything of it and just followed me.”
The purple light seemed to tremble slightly...
Upon reaching the cave entrance, Zhang Yaqi stopped and whispered, almost inaudibly, "I am very envious."
She took a step forward, when suddenly she heard a similarly faint voice: "If it were you, he would be the same."
Zhang Yaqi's steps seemed to pause for a moment, and then her figure disappeared into the cave of light.
A white light flashed, and another light hole closed.
a long time……
Feng Baiyi walked towards the last ten-point light hole, her steps light yet firm.
When the purple light entered the light cave, the chaotic world was plunged into endless darkness once again.
Endless...
Suddenly stepping from complete darkness into a passage filled with light is a difficult experience for most people to adjust to immediately.
Although Feng Baiyi's purple light served as illumination within the chaotic barrier, it paled in comparison to the brightness here.
Fortunately, Xiao Wenbing was a Golden Core cultivator and could not be judged by ordinary standards. He simply got used to it after a moment of confusion.
This is an alleyway, and there is only one road ahead, offering no choice whatsoever.
Xiao Wenbing frowned, took big strides forward, walked for a while, came to a bend, turned the corner, walked a few more steps, and came to another bend.
Fortunately, although there are many bends, there are no forks in the road. You just need to keep going forward, forward, and forward.
Sigh... It's like being forced into a corner. No matter what he wants, this is the path he has to take.
However, the only thing that reassured him was that, according to Master Huipu, of all the predecessors of the Jade Cauldron Sect who entered Wanbaotang, about half of them came out empty-handed, but no mysterious cases such as missing persons had occurred.
In other words, his life is at least somewhat protected, so he's not too worried.
"Not necessarily." The Mirror God's cold voice suddenly echoed in my mind.
"What?!" Like a bucket of cold water poured over his head, Xiao Wenbing angrily exclaimed, "Mirror God, how did you learn to curse too?"
"It's not a curse. The reason those people were able to leave safely is simply because they didn't choose a high-level light cave."
"…………"
"Think about it, since ancient times, the higher the quality of the goods, the greater the danger. Among the tens of thousands of light caves here, there are only three top-tier ones. Do you dare to say there is no danger?"
Xiao Wenbing stopped in his tracks, his face ashen. After a long while, he suddenly turned around and walked away.
"Hey... what are you doing?"
"go back."
"When did you become so timid?"
“It’s not a matter of courage. With you by my side, I don’t care about any rare treasures. As long as my cultivation level is high enough, I will definitely be able to create better things in the future. So…” Xiao Wenbing paused, then said heavily, “This risk is not worth it.”
After rounding another bend, Xiao Wenbing paused, realizing there was no road ahead.
This is the end; there is absolutely no road left.
Xiao Wenbing's expression changed slightly, and he said in a deep voice, "There's no way out. Mirror God, do you have a solution?"
"Hmm, perhaps Feng Baiyi's heavenly lightning power can smash a path through."
"Is that so?" Xiao Wenbing reached out and took out several Heavenly Thunder Talismans from his Heavenly Void Ring. With these treasures in hand, he should be able to withstand Feng Baiyi's full-force attack.
"Wait..." A loud voice suddenly rang in Xiao Wenbing's mind: "What do you want to do?"
"To create an escape route."
"no."
"Why?"
"The power of heavenly lightning is destructive, but this passage is filled with the power of order. If we encounter the power of heavenly lightning, then... I don't know what kind of chain reaction will occur, but I can guarantee that the situation will definitely be terrible."
"Even if it's bad, it can't be better than not being able to go back." Xiao Wenbing smiled coldly and raised his hand.
"You need to think this through carefully. These passages are interconnected. If one collapses, it will definitely affect the other passages. Perhaps the entire Wanbaotang will be destroyed."
Xiao Wenbing stopped what he was doing. The Mirror God was right. His heart sank. After a long while, he finally withdrew the Heavenly Thunder Talisman and turned to leave.
In his heart, he silently prayed, "Yaqi, Baiyi, please... please be alright!"
And that was the real reason he made the decision to back down.
The road ahead seemed endless. No one knew how long they had walked, and even Xiao Wenbing felt a bit tired before they finally reached the other end.
At the end of the cave entrance, a cold and ruthless iron gatekeeper stood guard.
This was not the giant iron gate people usually talked about, but a real iron general, over three meters tall, burly and strong, fully armored, imposing and awe-inspiring, holding a giant sword that almost exceeded his height, making people feel a little scared.
Just as Xiao Wenbing was examining the monster, it suddenly opened its eyes.
“You lowly creature, how dare you trespass into the realm of the gods! What punishment do you deserve?”
A voice filled with authority and arrogance echoed continuously in the passage, the deafening reverberation causing Xiao Wenbing to furrow his brows tightly.
"Now, let me decide your fate." The towering iron man said, drawing his enormous longsword. In an instant, golden light scattered everywhere, and the passage was enveloped in endless gold.
Pressure. In the next moment, Xiao Wenbing felt an overwhelming pressure coming from the train, the armored giant. Its power was so great that it had reached an unbelievable level.
Even a top-tier cultivator like the Old Daoist Xianyun didn't possess such terrifying pressure.
Under this immense pressure that filled the entire world and was filled with destructive power, Xiao Wenbing, who only had the cultivation of the Golden Core stage, was drenched in cold sweat and even stopped breathing.
Suddenly, a set of strange symbols flashed through his mind. It was a peculiar language, completely different from any language system he knew. This language was like a series of special patterns, with each small symbol containing a vast amount of information.
He had seen these patterns before; they were carved on the back of the Mirror God and around the Gathering Platform.
In that instant, he understood that the message was sent to him by the Mirror God, and his heart immediately calmed down.
He was at ease with the Mirror God.
This is not a living being. Although I often play around with him and argue with him, there is no denying that he is my best teacher, my best friend, and my best helper.
It will never harm itself.
Volume 4: The Divine Artifacts, Chapter 177: The Challenge (Part 2)
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Xiao Wenbing's face was ashen. He lowered his head deeply, his mind constantly receiving and processing the information brought by this magical symbol.
The sheer volume of incredible information far exceeded his expectations. As a result, his face turned from white to green and gradually became contorted with rage. Under the onslaught of the immense amount of information, he was on the verge of madness.
The Iron Giant strode forward with heavy steps, approaching step by step. Its body shimmered with dazzling golden light, and its greatsword exuded an absolute sense of oppression.
A subtle, chilling killing intent lingered in the air, captivating the soul.
The Iron Giant's steps never ceased; it seemed that anything that stood in its way would be completely swept away.
The giant sword was raised high, and despite its enormous size, its movements were anything but sluggish.
“Hey…………”
With a deafening roar, the incomparable giant sword slashed down at Xiao Wenbing's head.
The strong wind from the sword whipped his clothes and hair high into the air, and it seemed as if only this sword remained in the world, with no other colors in sight.
However, at that very moment, Xiao Wenbing did something extremely strange.
He looked up, his face still deathly pale, his eyes filled with deep weariness, but he remained calm and composed, as if he didn't take this earth-shattering blow seriously at all.
A faint, almost transparent light shone from his eyes—a light that could see through all pretense and point directly to the source.
A faint light pierced through the iron giant's body, revealing its past and future. At that moment, Xiao Wenbing had a delusion of omnipotence, as if everything in the world was under his control.
A cold smile appeared on his lips, icy and devoid of any human emotion.
"Giggle, gurgle giggle..."
A series of strange syllables came from his mouth and spread in all directions. The sound was not loud, but it had an incomparable penetrating power and a powerful pressure that was in no way inferior to that of the Iron Giant.
The Iron Man's greatsword suddenly stopped a foot above Xiao Wenbing's head. Xiao Wenbing's voice seemed to carry a strange power, a power that nothing could resist.
"Roar..." A tremendous roar filled the entire world. However, within this roar, which contained rage, lay also fear and despair.
In the Iron Man's eyes, the skinny Xiao Wenbing was no longer a lowly creature with no value, but an omnipotent giant god who was a thousand times greater than him.