Global Game: I, the Necromancer, am the scourge-Chapter 1167 - 676

Great Qin Empire, Xianyang Imperial City, outside the Gold Mountain Monastery.

This was a small temple, with only seven or eight monks in the entire monastery.

The aged abbot looked at the young novice sitting solemnly under the statue of Buddha, his eyes filled with comfort and gratification.

The young novice was only four years old. At such an age when children are often considered troublesome and annoying, he could still calm his mind and recite scriptures. Truly, he was born with Buddha Nature, a true Buddhist Sect’s son.

In the Great Qin Empire, where hundreds of schools of thought contended, the Buddhist Sect, though a foreign faith, did not face discrimination.

However, the concepts advocated by Buddhism were not widely accepted by the Daqin people, thus the Gold Mountain Monastery did not thrive, and had few believers.

Besides reciting sutras and practicing vegetarianism, the monks in the monastery had to grow their own food and live frugally.

This young novice could be said to be a Buddha’s son sent by Heaven to the Gold Mountain Monastery.

A baby in swaddling clothes floated down the river and finally landed on the shore outside the Gold Mountain Monastery, where he was picked up, and a pet name was given to him: Jiang Liu’er.

This child was wise beyond his years. He could walk at half a year old, talk at one year old, and by four, he had read all of the Buddhist Scriptures in the Gold Mountain Monastery. His understanding of Buddhist Law was no less than that of this abbot of the Gold Mountain Monastery.

The abbot could already envisage that when he passed away in a hundred years, Jiang Liu’er would surely inherit the foundation of the Gold Mountain Monastery.

As for the gaze of the abbot behind him, Jiang Liu’er had long been indifferent to it. At this moment, his mind sank into his own Sea of Consciousness, chatting casually with a mysterious presence in his mind.

"Old Xi, this doesn’t make sense, it doesn’t make any sense at all. Are you sure this is really the Journey to the West World? Am I really that Tang Seng?"

In Jiang Liu’er’s Sea of Consciousness, he kept muttering incessantly, while at the center of his sea, a Rainbow light cluster was stationed.

"Brother Zang, this system can absolutely not be wrong! This is 100% the Westward Journey World! And you have soul-merged with Jiang Liu’er’s consciousness, becoming Tang Seng!"

The sound emitted by the Rainbow light cluster was extraordinarily affirmative.

"Then tell me, why is this the Great Qin Empire here?

Isn’t Tang Seng from the Tang Dynasty? He even became Li Shimin’s imperial brother!

But now? This is the Qin Dynasty!

A super Cultivation Dynasty established by the Ancestor Dragon Emperor Ying Zheng, existing for more than 800 years!

Tell me, what the hell is Immortal Qin?"

Jiang Liu’er complained endlessly, his mindset completely collapsing.

The truth is, since he arrived in this world, he’s been suffering terribly!

Brought across time by Old Xi, he suddenly became a baby in swaddling clothes, drifting in a great river.

After being picked up by the old abbot and due to the poor performance of the Gold Mountain Monastery, he barely scraped by each day, not only eating plain food but only having two bowls of porridge a day.

He’s still just a child!

What’s more tragic is that although he seized Jiang Liu’er’s body and fused with his nascent consciousness, there’s still a big shot slumbering within his soul!

Yes, it’s Golden Cicada!

This being had cultivated for untold ages, a disciple of the Tathagata. And now, he’s sealed and sleeping inside his body.

If that seal were to break, with Golden Cicada’s mighty Spirit, wouldn’t he devour him in an instant?

Even if the seal isn’t broken now, after the Westward Journey ends, Tathagata will definitely have the seal lifted, and he will still face death then!

Even worse, after stealthily smuggling into this world with him, Old Xi was seriously damaged and must conceal his presence fully to avoid being discovered by the Heavenly Dao.

Besides, Jiang Liu’er is the destined calamity bearer of the Westward Journey World!

Constantly watched by the Heavenly Dao, any slip-up will bring down the Eye of Heavenly Punishment, striking him with Purple Cloud Divine Thunder, obliterating him completely!

"Brother Zang, Myriad Worlds of the Heavens, countless worlds exist. It’s normal if there are slight discrepancies in the parallel worlds of Journey to the West as long as the overall momentum doesn’t change."

I am the Buddha Ancestor System, originally intending to take you to the Cultivation Plane to develop carefully. Who would’ve thought we’d encounter a space-time turbulence, ending up in such a bizarre Westward Journey World?

What’s more outrageous is that I’ve sensed the presence of a fellow system akin to me, its aura as deep as an abyss, obviously a big shot of our kind.

If I dared to mess with a big shot’s business, I’d likely be beaten to pulp or death!

Since arriving in this world, Old Xi has stayed nestled in Jiang Liu’er’s Sea of Consciousness, not daring to make a ripple, fearing arousing the Heavenly Dao and the system big shot of this world.

"Forget the momentum, if you don’t think of something soon, I’ll perish!"

From the start to the end of the Journey to the West, it won’t take more than fifty years. As a dignified transmigrator with a system cheat, supposed to have a bright future, now what?

"Brother Zang, why don’t you join an Immortal Sect and cultivate? Then, if you manage to reach the Taiyi Golden Immortal Cultivation Level within fifty years, you can instead absorb and devour Golden Cicada’s Spirit."

The system is severely damaged and can no longer aid the host’s cultivation, so everything must rely on the host himself.

"Damn! From scratch to Taiyi Golden Immortal within fifty years—can an Acquired being achieve this?"

Jiang Liu’er cursed loudly, wishing he could strangle Old Xi for being so unreliable.

"In the Myriad Worlds of the Heavens, many such individuals do exist..."

"Get lost!"

"Alright..."

"...@$#%..."

Jiang Liu’er was almost dying from anger but had to rack his brains for a solution because he didn’t want to be devoured by Golden Cicada.

To save himself, he needed to find exceptionally high-level cultivation techniques at the very least.

The Great Qin Empire already belonged to the Cultivation Dynasty, with many Immortal Sects here. Even in the Gold Mountain Monastery, there were some rudimentary cultivation techniques, but with people in the monastery barely having enough to eat, how could they support Martial Monks?

To cultivate, none of the following can be missing: cultivation technique, money, grain, or fertile land.

Therefore, the first step is to make money and enrich the Gold Mountain Monastery. Only when they have enough to eat can they afford to buy various Spiritual Medicines to aid in cultivation.

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