Chapter 891 - 108: Divine Favored

Chapter 891: Chapter 108: Divine Favored

Qi Badao’s sanity returned, and the chaotic madness in his mind suddenly quieted down. His eyes were still blood-red, but he could see clearly now. It was no longer a chaotic, random desire to devour, but a clear picture of the burning oil lamp overhead, the claws and giant mouth of the demon, and his own deformed arms.

He tightly grabbed those two claws, squeezing the evil fetus into his arms, as if he wanted to crush it. However, his consciousness was still gradually becoming blurred, and his control over his body was once again slipping away.

"Brother Li..." Qi Badao could feel the demon’s claws splitting open his body again,

"This time, it’s really over..."

He recalled the first time he met Li Xin, squeezing Li Xin’s neck for protection money, unexpectedly.

... I really wish we could have a drink together.

The demon shredded a heap of organs, but getting nothing, it lost patience. The abyssal maw opened like blossoming petals, ready to bite Qi Badao’s head off.

Far away in the Divine Land, Li Xin was practicing the Martial Heart Technique, entering a void spirit state, merging his body with the universe. Suddenly, the dice spun, and the divine star left by the Bloodthirsty Monarch around the dice emitted a strong light.

Li Xin heard... Qi Badao’s voice?

His divine sense entered that star, and it seemed as if his whole being was sucked in instantly.

...

Qu Fu gasped weakly. The veteran Night Patrolmen always said they died in despair. It’s fate, not to be mourned, because the Night Patrol cannot be completely eradicated.

Two other veteran Shadow Owls rushed in and saw the scene, their Hex-Tech guns roaring.

Just then, the underground palace shook violently!

A golden pillar of light appeared out of nowhere, unfurling a powerful divinity, embodying the forces of justice, fairness, and freedom.

Outside the underground palace, Zhang Yiqing had already awoken, preparing to merge with the previously evacuated civilians. He was summoning his damn owl Messenger. He glanced up at the sky, hoping that creature would hurry up and appear, then his gaze froze, the originally slowly shape-shifting cloud layers, blown by the wind, suddenly boiled as if being cooked. He quickly turned back to look at the underground palace’s direction.

Then he saw the clouds above the underground palace splitting apart like cut fabric, revealing a startlingly clear starry sky. Yet before he could get a clear look, the golden light covered that piece of sky, vast and overwhelming, like the sun about to jump out from the horizon, so bright.

And then, a purer holy light descended furiously onto the underground palace!

Inside the hall, the evil fetus’s insight was sharper, and it felt fear. It wanted to escape but discovered the holy light had already descended.

It was immobilized; it wanted to devour the prey below, but discovered the light was scorching its body. It was burning, its power to manipulate death turning into nourishment for this light. It was going to die, a true death!

Then, it began to melt, first its head’s carapace, layer by layer burning away, its proud mouthparts burning and shedding piece by piece.

Qi Badao did not see all this. His eyes were full of golden light, a familiar feeling, just like how Boss Li usually looked at him, Qi Badao smiled, a hallucination before death.

Haha, what a pity, if only it weren’t for being eaten by a monster, it would’ve been better.

No one knows how much time passed, Qi Badao felt... a bit cold, ah-choo, ah-choo, opening his eyes, he discovered... Qu Fu? Ugh, went on the road together huh.

How come Zhang Yiqing the Grand Scholar is here too, and so many people, oh damn, all dead huh, then what was I messing around with just now?

"Awake, awake, the captain is awake!"

Cheering erupted among the people, Qi Badao instinctively wanted to light a cigarette, raising his hand.

His own hand?!

The people present only knew that a miracle had occurred, but Qu Fu, on the other hand, felt a surge of unprecedented hope surging forth; the Night Patrol now had their own Deity.

Zhang Yiqing saw more; Qi Badao had become a Divine Favored. Only above a Vice God would there be a Divine Favored. Is this the power of a new era Saint ignoring Secret Law?

On the other side, far away in the Divine Land, Li Xin’s soul had already returned to his body. With the Round Table Conference’s rich experience, this kind of soul transfer wasn’t a big deal.

Qi Badao’s life should be saved. This guy has an even bigger gut than his own. A rogue four lives dared to take on an angel-level evil fetus head-on, thinking he got the protagonist template huh.

Near the dice, there were two stars, one golden and one gray. Now a smaller one appeared near the golden star, representing Qi Badao. Did this guy become his own Divine Favored?

He extracted a portion of the Bloodthirsty Monarch’s divinity authority, and its function turned out to be sensing his followers, leading to the premature activation of the dice’s hidden ability.

A strength of three lives but a mind of at least seven lives?

After observing the dice for a while, there were no other changes. The terrifying power the dice released earlier made him dimly and passively experience the earth-shaking power of Deities; he never doubted the dice’s extraordinary grade, but it now seemed even more terrifying than expected.

Li Xin also slowly stabilized his mind. It wasn’t good to think too much without enough strength, nor to daydream.

Refocusing on the Martial Heart Technique, he was already proficient in Grand Circulation, accompanied by the surrounding cooperation, Li Xin’s cultivation was going very smoothly. The surrounding spiritual energy seemed to converge toward the small wooden house, while the Immortal was focused on the chessboard, ignoring the surrounding changes, yet the insects and birds outside were wide-eyed, curiously staring at the small wooden house.

Li Xin felt incredibly good; the Martial Heart Technique was truly wonderful, containing everything within. This run was different from before; the circulation through the meridians contained the profound meaning of power, faintly perceiving some aspects of the Law, possibly due to the recent peculiar experience granting him a transcendent spiritual sense and perspective.

The cultivation in the Divine Land was completely different from the outside. The Divine Land’s cultivation techniques essentially treated oneself as the universe’s center, the inner self as the universe, drawing in external forces to nurture oneself, growing limitlessly. Essentially, it’s a form of seizing heaven and earth’s creation to achieve one’s own success, even at some stage becoming the master or partial master of world Laws.

Whereas the external system of wriggling worms and the hidden power of Divine Relics, to him, always felt like borrowing the power of Deities, claiming it’s their own but truly not. Constant understanding is essentially constantly transforming into what the opposite wants. It’s like renting a house, where the house belongs to someone else, with the risk of being taken back any time. But when not taken back, it is indeed very nice. After all, the house itself is quite valuable, and wanting to live in it long term means becoming how the landlord desires.

When a full Grand Circulation was complete, Li Xin opened his eyes, feeling entirely renewed, a clear sensation emanating from inside out, as if he had taken one step closer to nature, similar to the perception from the progression of the Divine Relic.

Honestly speaking, he preferred this kind of change, very grounded. Even though the dice were powerful, three lives are quite extraordinary, yet his heart felt suspended, even though it’s very upright.

At this moment, there lingered a cloud of Qi Yun around the Dantian. As it solidified, there was a chance of forming the Golden Core as spoken in the Divine Land. The Golden Core did not conflict with the Divine Relic, being two different systems, and could even enhance his control over the Divine Relic, akin to a particularly well-off renter.

Suddenly, a flash of insight struck Li Xin; could the cultivation technique refine the Divine Relic? Done well, perhaps one day he could buy that house.

With a pinch of the Immovable Bright King Technique, it was noticeably more adept than before. The dice’s power didn’t quite support the Nine-character True Words, so it used to be at a physical overdraft extreme. Finally, he figured it out.

Opening the door, the sky was tinged with a red haze, as though it only took six or seven hours this time. Looking at the Immortal, who also gazed back, eyes burning with fighting spirit.

Li Xin prepared, "Please, Immortal, let’s play a game. This time, I will still give up a rook."

The Immortal waved a hand, signaling that it wasn’t necessary to concede.

Li Xin smiled, thinking the Immortal was becoming more humanized.

The formal game started, with the Immortal going first. From the very beginning of chess, the Immortal exhibited a strong desire to attack, almost always fighting fiercely till the end type, without conceding a single piece, Li Xin still had a rather significant advantage, gradually laying the groundwork, advancing quickly, the Immortal’s pieces becoming fewer, Li Xin played not too fast, allowing ample time for the Immortal to think, ... Many times he was indeed quite slow.

Unknowingly, the sky darkened, and in the Blessed Land Grotto Heaven filled with firefly-like lights, there appeared a chill. At first, Li Xin merely felt it was the biting mountain wind, having little impact on him or the Immortal. Still, looking at the black stagnant pool, he found it somewhat chilling.

The Immortal’s gaze also turned toward the pitch-black pool, suddenly the Immortal appeared before Li Xin, and simultaneously, an immense force struck. Li Xin was hurled toward the cavern entrance, while the Immortal’s body had been pierced by a swath of darkness.