This Human Immortal Is Too Serious-Chapter 368 - 366: Reinforcements Approaching!

How to deal with the Gold God?

Wu Wang pondered this question extensively while applying medicine to Da Yi. Numerous thoughts surfaced in his mind, but ultimately, he remained somewhat uncertain.

The Gold God’s position is too high.

She acts recklessly and unscrupulously and is definitely not an opponent to be slaughtered at will.

During the last war between Human Gods and Innate Gods, the Gold God gathered a faction of Innate Gods, bypassing the Earth God’s command. This directly led Heaven Palace into a disadvantageous situation, allowing the Human Domain to easily achieve its strategic objectives.

Half of those Innate Gods perished, and Heaven Palace’s strength was greatly diminished. Yet, the Gold God remained unscathed, with no sign of punishment.

Indeed, the true power players in Heaven Palace who could sway the overall situation—those masters of the top Great Daos—were few and far between.

The Star God is a given. The Young Master isn’t skilled in duels and stands on the side of living beings.

In this Heaven Palace, the powerhouses who can directly face the strongest gods are only Xihe, the Head Manager, Chang Xi, the Earth God, the Gold God, the Wood God, and the God of Death, who has yet to fully mature.

The Gold God presides over slaughter and possesses a desperate fighting spirit. For Emperor Shun, she is a sharp blade—somewhat difficult to handle, but one he cannot do without.

In other words, even if I sow discord and create a crisis of trust between the Gold God and Emperor Shun, it’s highly probable the Gold God will remain unharmed.

He drew a sharp breath.

She’s truly not easy to deal with.

Wu Wang furrowed his brows. The elixir in his palm transformed into strands of light that penetrated Da Yi’s back wound, causing the terrifying injury to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.

However, the process was truly agonizing.

Da Yi nearly bit through his molars but endured it without making a sound.

Shortly after, Wu Wang let out a light breath. Looking at Da Yi, who had almost fully recovered, he smiled and said, "Rest for a while."

But Da Yi gave no response. Wu Wang looked down and found that the fellow had already fainted.

The question of how a Divine General should become stronger also presented a difficult problem.

After setting up several barriers around the wooden hut, Wu Wang stretched his weary back. With several thoughts swirling in his mind, he strolled over to where the Young Master was, in the shade of the trees.

Divine Power, the strength of the gods, originates partly from the faith of sentient beings and partly from their own Great Dao.

In comparison, Cultivators of the Human Domain could directly absorb nature’s spiritual energy for their own use, converting it into Mana and immortal power, which was actually more convenient.

The battle Wu Wang had with the Thunderstorm God today also served as a kind of validation, proving that Divine Power and immortal power could complement each other. As long as he managed them properly, they wouldn’t interfere with one another.

This is also a small advantage of mine...

"Are you worried about the threat from the Gold God?"

The Young Master’s gentle voice came from ahead, pulling him out of his thoughts.

Wu Wang smiled and said, "To say I’m not worried about it would be putting on a brave face. But to say I’m so troubled by the Gold God’s threat that I can’t eat or sleep would be an exaggeration."

The Young Master chuckled lightly, her hands clasped behind her back, the God Egg floating in front of her.

She hummed softly, "The Gold God has become even more tyrannical than before. Her temperament has always been very strange. She has troubled me a number of times in the past, but I’ve repelled her each time."

"She’s troubled you before?"

"Yes," the Young Master hummed. "She once tried to barge in while I was bathing. If my Divine Power weren’t as strong as hers, she would have surely taken advantage of me."

Wu Wang frowned and said, "That actually happened?"

The Young Master said, "She used to run rampant in Heaven Palace, though she has to fall into a deep sleep every so often. Moreover, her dueling strength is quite formidable; anyone who sees her would be terrified, so many Innate Gods are furious with her but dare not speak out."

"Furious but dare not speak out?"

Wu Wang seemed to have thought of something, and a faint smile touched his lips.

Dealing with the Gold God... I think I have a lead.

But he didn’t elaborate on the matter. Skillfully shifting the topic to the God Egg, he asked the Young Master a rather philosophical question, "Do you think we should help her incubate it?"

The Young Master covered her mouth to suppress a laugh and chided, "How can we incubate it? Ming is reshaping herself inside. If she knew you were sitting on her, she really would... she really would pinch her nose in disgust."

"Wrap it in something to keep it warm," Wu Wang suggested.

He chuckled and continued the conversation, discussing with the Young Master the prenatal care of Innate Gods and the issues of raising them after they hatched.

In this vast God of Spring’s Divine World, one man, one god, and one egg sat in the shade of the trees, sometimes laughing and chatting, sometimes seriously discussing, completely ignoring the events unfolding outside.

「Heaven Palace.」

The Thunderstorm God began to shut himself away, and many Innate Gods awoke from their slumbers.

The battle between the God of Spring and the new Thunderstorm God was spreading throughout Heaven Palace. News of it traveled from the temples of the Main Gods to the barracks of the Divine Guards, and almost all Divine Spirits were astonished by the God of Spring’s combat prowess.

Conversely, the God of Death acknowledging the God of Spring as her father was no longer met with the previous sense of ’unacceptability.’

Wu Wang’s assessment was correct.

Most Innate Gods hailed from ancient times, their beliefs already firmly established. No matter how the rules set by the Heavenly Emperor changed, they always adhered to the principle that ’the strong reign supreme.’

The Thunderstorm God was among the top thirty in Heaven Palace in terms of combat power.

Of course, the newly reborn Thunderstorm God had not yet reached his peak, but today’s one-sided battle gave the gods a direct understanding of Wu Wang’s strength.

The God of Spring is indeed a strong deity of Heaven Palace.

Some gods jokingly remarked in private, "When the Young Master chooses a husband, she wouldn’t pick a good-for-nothing, would she?"

Others were not quite convinced. "The God of Spring only managed to win against Lord Thunderstorm today because of some luck. Lord Thunderstorm couldn’t fully display his power."

And there were jealous gods who bluntly said, "The Thunderstorm God excels in chaotic battles; one-on-one combat is actually his weakness."

Despite the various opinions, when discussing the God of Spring, beyond topics like ’favored by the Heavenly Emperor’ and ’successor chosen by the Human Emperor from the Human Domain,’ there was now also ’discussion’ about Wu Wang’s strength.

Less than half a day passed, and another commotion arose in Heaven Palace.

The more than ten minor gods, who had been rather miserably defeated by Wu Wang earlier, went together to the Head Manager’s temple to lodge a complaint. They accused Wu Wang of breaking Heaven Palace’s rules by striking first in Emperor’s City.

The Head Manager’s expression was stern, but he simply reassured the dozen or so minor gods, stating that he would report the matter to His Majesty and request that His Majesty punish the God of Spring.

The Head Manager was prompt and decisive.

Before these minor gods had even left, he rushed to the highest temple in Heaven Palace and filed a complaint against Wu Wang.

At the end of the day, the outcome of today’s conflict was Wu Wang’s resounding victory. He earned a great reputation, while the more than ten minor gods suffered injuries of varying degrees, and the Thunderstorm God entered a state of seclusion.

Emperor Shun himself spoke, ordering the God of Spring to reflect on his actions behind closed doors for half a year.

The Head Manager argued strenuously, demanding that Wu Wang be confined for at least three to five hundred years.

Emperor Shun merely smiled and repeated the old adage that ’living beings have become an undeniable force in the world,’ and the established punishment remained unchanged.

Once this insignificant punishment was decreed, the way the gods of Heaven Palace viewed Wu Wang changed once again.

The rumors previously circulating in Heaven Palace about ’Emperor Shun’s dissatisfaction with the God of Spring’ were no longer mentioned by anyone.

When the gods looked at Wu Wang now, it was as if they saw circles of Treasure Wheels rising behind his head, each prominently displaying a protective title: the Young Master’s confidant, the Heavenly Emperor’s close old friend, the successor chosen by the Human Emperor, the heir to Fu Xi’s Yin-Yang Dao, the fourth auxiliary deity of Heaven Palace, and the prospective father of the God of Death.

A genuine, ordinary strong god of Heaven Palace.

Suddenly, those deities who previously held little sway in Heaven Palace found their minds stirring with new ideas.

In the Mirror God’s temple, this gracefully poised Divine Spirit, dressed in a long robe, paced back and forth before numerous bronze mirrors, contemplating whether she should take the initiative to visit the God of Spring’s temple.

In the temples at the edge of Heaven Palace, minor gods began to prepare gifts, planning to send them secretly to the God of Spring’s Divine World beneath Emperor’s City.

The battle with the Thunderstorm God had far-reaching implications.

「Meanwhile.」

「In the Human Domain, at the main hall of the Human Emperor Pavilion.」

Although the sun shone brightly today, many weaker Immortals felt a slight difficulty in breathing.

Before Shen Nong stood eight Pavilion Masters, twelve Vice Pavilion Masters, and thirty-six top cultivators of the Human Domain, arranged in four rows, their heads lowered in silence.

A scroll lay on the ground, apparently tossed there by Shen Nong.

In the center of the scroll, a figure sat drenched in blood atop a mountain of bodies, head tilted back, guzzling strong liquor—clearly Wu Wang’s silhouette.

Above the figure in the scroll were powerful gods concealed within clouds, and in the distant background were countless experts from the Hundred Races and the Divine Guards of Heaven Palace.

"Your Majesty!" Liu Baiyi roared, "Let’s launch a surprise attack on Heaven Palace and snatch Wu Wang back!"

"But how many lives would that cost? How much vital energy would be lost?" Feng Zhizi immediately retorted. "The gods of Heaven Palace can be reborn in the Divine Pool. If too many of the Human Domain’s top experts die, how will we withstand an invasion from Heaven Palace after its gods are recreated?"

"They are truly bullying us too much!"

"How can we allow Wu Wang to fight all those gods alone!"

"Indeed! We’ve lived all these years, only to be outdone by a youngster!"

"If I could fight in Heaven Palace, I would die without regrets."

Shen Nong spoke, "All of you, quiet down."

The scores of Human Domain experts below immediately fell silent, each bowing in respect.

"I showed you Wu Wang’s predicament in Heaven Palace so that you could devise a way to help him, not so you could stand here clamoring for battle and bloodshed. If it were possible to attack Heaven Palace, do you think I would be sitting here?"

The crowd said in unison, "We were shortsighted. Please forgive us, Your Majesty."

"Enough!" Shen Nong shifted his position, sitting sideways. "You will all think here today. If you can’t come up with any good ideas, then none of you are leaving!"

Feng Zhizi stepped forward, bowed, and said, "Your Majesty, this matter actually has a cause and effect."

Shen Nong asked, "What is the cause?"

"It’s the aftermath of Wu Wang cultivating the God of Death," Feng Zhizi sighed. "I’m not sure if Wu Wang did it intentionally, but the God of Death... has acknowledged him as her father. This news hasn’t yet spread to the Human Domain; I too only received the information a short while ago and have confirmed its truth."

A silence fell upon the hall, then it abruptly erupted into an uproar.

"What the hell?"

"Is this like acknowledging a thief as... ah, no! Has the God of Death truly abandoned the dark side for the light just like that?"

"How did Wu Wang manage this? Our Highness hasn’t even married him yet, and she’s supposed to be a stepmother already? Is that acceptable?"

Liu Baiyi couldn’t help muttering, "Then, who has the God of Death acknowledged as a mother?"

All eyes instantly fell on Feng Zhizi, the Pavilion Master of the Four Seas Pavilion. Feng Zhizi slightly shook his head.

"I haven’t heard anything about that."

Shen Nong stroked his beard and said, "Enough of this idle talk."

"Reporting to Your Majesty."

Feng Zhizi’s gentle, elderly voice resonated through the hall. "How Wu Wang managed to secure the God of Death is something we haven’t fully ascertained. It’s said he used an Illusionary Realm, and many strong gods from Heaven Palace also intervened.

"However, the God of Death ultimately acknowledged Wu Wang as her father. Furthermore, the Dao of Death was subjected to a triple seal by the Earth God, the Young Master, and the Star God. Essentially, Wu Wang reaped all the benefits.

"Consequently, word spread from Heaven Palace that Emperor Shun was quite displeased with Wu Wang adopting the God of Death as his daughter.

"This, in turn, provoked the gods of Heaven Palace to collectively attack Wu Wang.

"Wu Wang had been able to establish himself in Heaven Palace largely due to Emperor Shun’s favor, so the situation at that time was quite perilous."

Shen Nong said, "Explain the cause first, then the consequences. Don’t play coy."

Feng Zhizi chuckled. "The consequence is... Wu Wang thrashed the reborn Thunderstorm God, right after the scene recorded in this scroll occurred. That Thunderstorm God begged for mercy on the spot, swearing in the Heavenly Emperor’s name that he would never dare to disrespect Wu Wang again."

Everyone smiled.

But then, Feng Zhizi sighed softly. "With that, Wu Wang could have retreated unscathed. But the Gold God emerged, declaring she would seek trouble with Wu Wang in twenty years, giving him that time to increase his strength..."

"Twenty years?" Liu Baiyi’s eyes widened. "What can anyone do in twenty years? That’s not even enough time for a drunken nap!"

"Exactly! Our young friend Wu Wang is already in the Transcendent Realm; it’s impossible for him to break through an entire major realm in twenty years."

"That Gold God! She’s utterly detestable!"

"Your Majesty, we cannot ignore this. If the Gold God makes a move, Wu Wang will either die or be gravely injured!"

"I am willing to go to Heaven Palace to protect young friend Wu Wang! Even if it means death, I will have no regrets!"

"I am willing too! I don’t fear the destruction of my reputation!"

"Instead, let’s pressure Heaven Palace directly," a venerable Pavilion Master said gravely. "When the twenty-year deadline arrives, we can deploy our forces to open a battlefront in the north, entering the lands of Central Mountain."

"Your Majesty..."

"Your Majesty!"

The experts’ voices rose in a clamor, but Shen Nong merely frowned deeply, not offering an opinion on any of the suggestions.

A murmur came from a corner. "No matter who we send to Heaven Palace, they’ll be treated as a prized target. Those Divine Spirits in Heaven Palace are just looking to kill a few more Transcendents to earn rewards from Emperor Shun. However, if the people we send don’t appear too strong on the surface, wouldn’t that solve the problem?"

"And then we secretly sneak a few powerful masters in."

"Isn’t that Gold God saying she’ll cause trouble for our young friend Wu Wang in twenty years? When that time comes, we’ll be in Heaven Palace’s territory and give her a taste of her own medicine! It would be best if we could injure her, but if not, it’s no great loss."

"Several old friends only have a hundred years of lifespan left; their end is approaching. If we aren’t in a rush to attack Heaven Palace again, this might be worth trying."

Feng Zhizi suddenly said, "That Wind Great Demon Sect of Dark Desire... I wonder if any of you have heard of it."

Liu Baiyi, however, said, "Your Majesty, we must discuss this with Wu Wang. We can’t make a decision immediately, lest we spoil his plans."

Shen Nong’s lips curled into a slight smile, his voice mellow. "That Blood Hand Demon Lord, who cultivates the Blood Killing Dao, is quite a promising seedling. First, summon him to me; I’ll invite him for a simple meal. Feng Zhizi, you’ll be responsible for contacting Wu Wang."

Everyone bowed, clearly understanding Shen Nong’s decision.

「Meanwhile, in the Northern Wilderness.」

Within the territory of the Big Wave Tribe, atop the Big Snow Mountain, countless stars showered their light, illuminating a thousand-mile radius day and night.

Under these starlights, powerfully built men and women, along with bizarrely shaped yet docile beasts, bowed their heads, enduring pain as if their bones were being scraped, feeling their strength continuously swell.

From time to time, someone would scream, blood seeping from their skin, and they would be quickly carried away by those nearby for treatment.

At the Peak of the Snow Mountain, six Sun Ritualists knelt before an altar, continuously kowtowing to a shadowy figure manifesting from the starry sky.

If the power of faith were visible, one would witness a boundless ocean of it blanketing the entire sky of the Northern Wilderness. Beneath it, the Star God’s grievously wounded body—his abdomen pierced by a gaping wound—was already more than half healed.

The Star God’s honor guard was about to make its debut!