noffsinger Chapter 118 Wind God
Chapter 118 Wind God
"Aunt Wang, it's been a long time."
"It's Yunxiao! It's been a long time indeed. You must be hungry after coming back from outside! Please sit down first, Auntie will go and prepare something to eat for you."
Wang Fang already knew that Ling Yunxiao and Yang Jian were no longer the same people they used to be, but she still acted like a normal elder, only concerned about whether the child would be hungry when he came home. As she went to the small kitchen to prepare the meal with a smile, Yang Jian, beaming with happiness, pulled everyone to sit down in the courtyard.
Wang Fang hadn't finished preparing the meal when there was a knock on the door.
Xiaotian opened the mansion gate with light steps. Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw a burly man with a bare upper body and bronze skin standing at the gate, with an ancient bow and arrow on his back.
"The Celestial Venerable said you have returned and asked me to bring this prisoner here and help you extract his divine essence."
The visitor stood at the door with a smile, but his gaze remained fixed on Ling Yunxiao.
Ling Yunxiao looked up at the newcomer; it was really hard not to guess who he was from his appearance.
"Great God Hou Yi of Youqiong Clan, why have you come in person?"
Yang Jian and Nezha both stood up and greeted Hou Yi as they entered the mansion.
Hou Yi led Fengshen Xiu into the mansion, and Han Shaoyun stood up with an equally excited expression. This was his path to godhood, how could he not be excited?
"Now that we have nothing to do, please help us, great master."
As Ling Yunxiao spoke, he clasped his hands in a respectful bow to Hou Yi, then took out a drop of azure divine blood and threw it directly into the mouth of the excited Han Shaoyun. Hou Yi didn't waste any words either; a flash of cold light appeared in his hand, and before anyone could see what had happened, Xiu had already collapsed to the ground, clutching his neck and looking utterly astonished.
On the way here, Xiu was still considering that if he wanted to inherit his godhood and the power of the rules, then this person had to become his agent. He could then set conditions, and perhaps he could survive. But he never expected that this god of Great Xia would act unpredictably, killing him without saying a word.
Xiu's soul floated in mid-air, and before he could even express his opinion, it was casually shattered by Hou Yi's arrow.
Then, Hou Yi waved his hand towards the void, and the godhood of the wind god and the rules of wind were simultaneously gathered in his hand. The next second, without asking Han Shaoyun if he was ready, he directly slapped it into Han Shaoyun's brow.
"call……"
The once peaceful courtyard was suddenly swept by a fierce wind, as if an invisible giant hand was stirring up the wind and clouds in the air. In an instant, yellow sand swept in like a surging tide, mixed with countless hailstones the size of eggs, which poured down from the sky like raindrops.
The yellow sand and hail appeared out of thin air in the courtyard, as if controlled by some mysterious force. As the howling wind grew stronger, a massive tornado was formed. Like a ferocious dragon, it swept everything around it, including the raging sand and hail.
As the terrifying tornado hurtled toward the people in the courtyard, they took a few steps back without a care, but Yang Jian dared not be negligent in the slightest.
He quickly circulated his internal magic power, and his entire body immediately shone with a dazzling protective golden light. This golden light was like an indestructible shield, tightly enveloping Yang Jian and his courtyard.
However, the impact of the tornado, carrying sand and hail, was simply too powerful. Even with the protection of his golden aura, Yang Jian could still feel immense pressure constantly assaulting him. He smiled and looked intently at Han Shaoyun; the increase in his teammate's strength was a cause for celebration for their team.
Just then, Han Shaoyun coughed up a mouthful of blood, and Daoist energy and the aura of shattered death began to emanate from his body. As Hou Yi raised an eyebrow, Ling Yunxiao had already made his move, unleashing the light of "Facing Death to Live" and "Healing Technique" one after the other. Almost instantly, Han Shaoyun recovered completely and continued his path to godhood.
Then, after Ling Yunxiao repeated the death-facing-life-twice, Han Shaoyun's breathing finally stabilized.
Everyone watched with expressions of normalcy as Han Shaoyun sat down and quietly comprehended the Wind God's Law.
Hou Yi looked at Ling Yunxiao with a mixture of shock and joy. The Great Celestial Venerable had said that Ling Yunxiao could solve his predicament, but Hou Yi had always been skeptical. Now that he had witnessed Ling Yunxiao's abilities firsthand, he was finally filled with hope for the future.
"I reincarnated relatively early, but I haven't fully recovered my strength. It seems that some god took advantage of my entry into reincarnation to steal a portion of my archery rules. Fortunately, you recently slaughtered Olympus and Sun City, and I took the opportunity to seize a portion of the rules."
However, this part of the rules originally belonged to me, and since I have never had the ability to recover, I have not absorbed it.
Ling Yunxiao, I'm willing to owe you a favor, or promise to do you a favor. Could you... help me?
Hou Yi was clearly not good at asking for favors, and his expression was awkward and stiff as he spoke to Ling Yunxiao.