I Pick up a Lost Godhood

However, in the eyes of the two men, the slightest retreat from either side would mean utter annihilation, body and soul. Therefore, even if their own sons had jumped out between them, neither would have flinched. On the contrary, Wang Meng’s appearance only caused the auras surging from the two to grow even more violent.

In a standoff between masters, any detail could set off a volcano!

In that instant, the auras of the two Divinity Transformation Realm masters intertwined, reaching their absolute limit! The very next second would bring a do-or-die strike, with both sides pouring everything they had into it!

But whether it was the temperate Water Emperor or the explosive Fire Emperor, both felt a pang of regret. Given that their attributes were diametrically opposed, this one strike was destined to end in mutual destruction...

But just then, Wang Meng stepped into the center of their tornado-like confrontation—the only point of calm.

"Excuse me, seniors, where is this?" Master Wang was certainly a quick thinker when cornered.

Instantly, both men took a step back in unison. The hurricane-like pressure gradually subsided. Even for these two battle-hardened veterans, the ordeal had left them drenched in a cold sweat.

"Water Ghost, you’re an old man! Still so impulsive! Aren’t you afraid you won’t live to hold your great-grandchildren?!"

"You old fossil! Who’s the impulsive one here? I’m never messing around with a madman like you again!"

The two old men were still bickering, refusing to give an inch, but they were also frightened by how close they’d come to death. Only then did they finally notice Wang Meng standing before them.

Wang Meng looked at them innocently. "It seems you two seniors have a very deep friendship. My apologies, I didn’t realize you were just sparring."

"Haha, little friend, we should be the ones thanking you!" Song Zhidao said gently. As expected of someone who cultivated a Water Element Life Wheel, his temperament wasn’t as volatile.

"You’re an interesting kid. Your Cultivation isn’t much, but fate has brought us together. Come with me. I’ll find you a good master," Yuan Gang said.

"Hold on, he’s my lifesaver, more or less. What gives you the right to just take him away?!"

"Give me a break. You think I don’t know your Song Family? A bunch of snobs who look down on everyone. This kid’s aptitude isn’t great; if he goes with you, he’ll just be bullied every day. Of course it’s better for him to join our Yuan Family!"

"You’re the one who looks down on people, you old fossil! Looks like you didn’t learn your lesson just now. Want to go another round?!" Song Yidao roared furiously.

"You just got your life back by a hair and you’re already getting cocky! Fine by me, let’s fight!"

Yuan Gang had an even shorter fuse. But both men were old and shrewd; they were just talking tough to get some satisfaction. They had already been fighting for five days straight—where would they get the energy for more?

Suddenly, they looked at each other and burst out laughing... and then, just as suddenly, it became a little too quiet.

"Hey, where’d that kid go?" Song Yidao suddenly realized the person in question was gone.

This shouldn’t have been a problem. Though the two were exhausted, they weren’t so far gone that someone could slip away from right under their noses without them noticing.

But the boy was well and truly gone. A sweep of their Heart Spirit... revealed nothing within a thousand-meter radius.

The two old men looked at each other in utter dismay. The sheer force of their full-powered confrontation should have made it impossible for any ordinary person to even approach. They must have been muddled by exhaustion not to have considered this!

They could both clearly see the shock in each other’s eyes. That kid was definitely not even twenty years old, yet he had vanished from right under their noses.

They had stumbled upon a rare find—how could they possibly let it go!

"Water Ghost, which way are you going?"

"Left, obviously!"

"Then I’ll take the right. Whoever finds him gets to keep him. No snatching!"

The two Emperors exchanged a look, then shot into the air in unison, giving chase. At the same time, they cast a dense net of their Divine Thought. Not even an ant that had just crawled past them could have escaped the pursuit of these two Peak Divinity Transformation Realm Powerhouses.

Such a promising talent could absolutely become a legacy disciple!

A good while after the two had left, Master Wang crawled out of a mud pit, covered in grime. He spat wildly. ’Damn, so this is how life in the Middle Thousand World begins!’

Master Wang rested for a bit in the village, cleaned his clothes, and ate something before heading out. It was still a long way from here to Wang City.

He glanced at the sky. ’This won’t do,’ he thought. ’Traveling at this pace, I won’t even reach Wang City by nightfall.’

Calming his mind, a Divine Movement Technique appeared in Wang Meng’s thoughts. It was the one this fellow, Wang Renze, had practiced. The Haojing Royal Family truly lived up to its name as one of the top three great families of the Great Zhou. Their foundations were deep. Back then, the family had expended considerable effort on Wang Renze, hoping for a miracle.

This Cultivation Technique, called the Hundred Mile Technique, could be activated using the body’s most basic True Essence.

Most Cultivators used Five Elements True Essence Transformation Power. But Wang Renze, lacking any of the Five Elements, was in a bit of a bind. Lacking the Five Elements in one’s Life Wheel didn’t mean having no True Essence; it meant the True Essence had no defining characteristics. It was like having a good horse but no saddle. Without elemental characteristics, one’s power was unremarkable, and many Cultivation Techniques couldn’t be utilized. Cultivation would also be incredibly slow. Of course, Wang Renze’s problems were hardly limited to just one or two things—the level of his Life Wheel was simply pathetic.

Master Wang spent a little time going over the Divine Movement Technique. After all, back in the Small Thousand Realm, his Life Wheel had also reached a very high level of cultivation. Now that he thought about it, supporting the powerful output of the Divine Statue truly required a Life Wheel; a Life Mark was completely insufficient. Speaking of which, Wang Meng couldn’t help but think of Mingren. That guy was truly formidable, managing to corner him using only a Life Mark. The thought excited Wang Meng. ’Life isn’t lonely, after all!’

Rivals and friends alike had all moved on ahead of him. He figured they wouldn’t be discouraged no matter where they went. They might even be adventuring in the Divine Realm by now. And damn it, here he was, still stuck messing around in the Middle Thousand Realm. Looking at his own tragic predecessor, Master Wang couldn’t help but sigh with emotion.

According to the Saintess, the Dao Laws would specifically "arrange" things to target the weaknesses of an "oddball" like him in order to snuff him out. Wang Meng had to admit, the Celestial Dao really seemed to hold him in high regard.

Still, there was no need to rush. Ascending to the Divine Realm from here would certainly result in a different kind of Godhood.

In just a moment, Wang Meng had mastered it. After all, this was a Cultivation Technique designed for a good-for-nothing like Wang Renze. To Wang Meng, it was as simple and clear as one plus one equals two.

Wang Meng savored the feeling for a moment, stretching his limbs and mobilizing the meager True Essence in his body, getting used to the control of the laws here.

Having grasped it, he no longer hesitated. Wang Meng took a deep breath, and the blood in his veins suddenly surged. A stream of True Essence Power spread from his legs, circulating, structuring, and combining in a mystic way. In an instant, Wang Meng felt his body lighten, and he became acutely sensitive to the shifting currents of air. With a single thought, he felt the Life Wheel inside him suddenly turn!

WHOOSH...

Wang Meng’s body shot forward, looking rather impressive.

Three seconds later, out in the wilds, a scene of a master’s forward somersault unfolded. He rolled on the ground like a wheel for a dozen or so turns before finally stopping when his head slammed into a tree.

Master Wang gazed up at the sky. ’Dammit, this is brutal!’

That one burst had completely drained his True Essence. Not only that, but this body was so unbelievably weak. ’How did he even train normally?!’

Body cultivation, Divine Cultivation... aside from leaving him a pile of trouble, this guy really had no redeeming qualities.

"HUFF... HUFF..." Wang Meng gasped for breath, doing his best to calm his racing blood—not from excitement, but from sheer exhaustion.

He had never felt like this, not even during his grueling battles in the Demon Spirit Space.

Wang Meng shook his head, sat down by the road at the village entrance to rest for a bit, then returned to the village.

He found the livestock pen where they sold animals, wanting to find a mount to ride...

"Ah, esteemed guest, you’re looking for a ride? Say no more! How about this donkey? I guarantee it’s obedient and easy to raise. Just needs to be fed grass. It can even turn a millstone..."

Wang Meng’s face turned pale. Ride a donkey? But a quick glance around showed that the pen was filled entirely with draft oxen!

Had the great Master Wang really fallen so low that he would be forced to ride a donkey?

Oh well. Forget it, forget it. A Master down on his luck is worse off than an ordinary man...

Master Wang gave a reluctant nod. "Fine, I’ll take this one... huh? That horse over there, is it for sale?"

Just as Wang Meng was about to admit temporary defeat to the thieving heavens, he unexpectedly spotted a lean, strange-looking horse outside the pen.

"Er..." The livestock merchant paused, a troubled look on his face. "Sir, that horse is no good. It has some strange strength, but... hey, look, I may be a businessman, but I would never dare to cheat you, right? This horse, it’s sick. The moment it eats fodder, it gets terrible vomiting and diarrhea. And for a horse, that’s a death sentence. Once that happens, it’s useless. It’s worse than a nag—wouldn’t even use it to plow a field!"

But Wang Meng just smiled. ’Useless? This horse and I are fated to be together.’ This Wang Renze’s body was so useless it could get a Master killed; riding a useless horse would be a perfect match.

Even though Master Wang was adaptable, he... he just couldn’t stoop so low as to ride a donkey. That would be too cruel a blow!

"I’ll take it. Name your price," Wang Meng said.

The livestock merchant’s eyes went wide. "If you want to buy it, guest, I certainly won’t stop you, but... as for returns, I don’t..."

"Don’t worry. Just name the price."

"It may be a strange horse, but it does have a bit of strange strength. You look like a person of status, so you might not know, but this horse kicked and injured a ’Master’ not long ago..."

"The price."

"Yes, yes, of course. Thirty silver coins."

Wang Meng nodded, naturally not bothering to haggle. "That’s the price, then."

In the Great Zhou Divine Dynasty, the purchasing power of a single Great Zhou Silver Coin was astonishing. It was equivalent to a hundred Great Zhou Copper Coins, and twenty copper coins could buy a dou of rice or a jin of meat. Thirty Great Zhou Silver Coins was clearly not a worthy price for a nag, but Master Wang had been accustomed to wealth for years and truly had no concept of such things anymore.

Huh?!

Wang Meng slapped his Qiankun Bag... No response!

"Sir?"

The merchant grinned at the "sucker" before him, holding out his hands, ready to receive payment... But after a long wait, there was still no movement!

"Ahem. The horse is bought, but I find myself hungry. Go prepare a table of food and wine for me. I’ll settle the bill for everything at once."

The merchant’s smiling face instantly collapsed... His eyes filled with suspicion. ’Is this guy trying to scam a free meal?’

However, he glanced again at the brocade robes Wang Meng wore—the kind only nobles were qualified to wear—and then at the strangely skinny horse. Thirty Great Zhou Silver Coins...

No risk, no reward! He’d take the chance! If this guy didn’t pay up later, he had ways to deal with him! It was just a table of food and wine... Besides, that strange horse wasn’t even his to begin with; it was a wild horse that had wandered into his stables on its own. He had sold it several times, but the buyers always returned it. It couldn’t plow, couldn’t carry goods, and was too ugly to even serve as a status symbol.

Wang Meng smiled wryly. It was truly a case of a tiger on open plains being bullied by dogs, or a dragon stranded in shallow waters being mocked by shrimp.

Of course, asking for food and wine was just a pretense. Wang Meng was stalling for time, waiting for the True Essence in his body to recover...

(Once Master Wang discovers the hidden points of the Middle Thousand Realm, he will be able to truly control his Godhood. After all, this is a plane that is a level higher than the Small Thousand Realm. My fever has broken. It seems skinny people are more resistant to fevers. But just drinking plain congee for two days is really... I can have a big meal tomorrow! Asking for monthly ticket support!)

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