Otherworldly Desert Dust-Chapter 473 - 428: Showing Holiness in Front of Others

"I was just trying to make it easier for you, but in fact, you're a step too late. If you had stepped out of War Song Mountain before Leng Shu, with your supreme Soul Forger abilities, you could have been ranked among us in the Holy Country Divine List. Unfortunately, the positions of deity are limited, and you just had bad luck," Jiang Heng said.

"You killed him and the matter would have ended. After all, there is only one spot. Moreover, with his wanton killing of the innocent, his ferocity is like a demon's. If you allow such a cruel criminal to ascend to the Holy State, think of how many Holy Sect Practitioners who hold you in high esteem will be disheartened. Personally, I suggest you just exterminate him. He is the root of all troubles, the Blood Demon that causes chaos in the Mortal World. Today he can absorb the cultivation of his fellow disciples, and tomorrow he might well absorb the cultivation of you Holy Gods," Wu Hen argued vehemently.

"Ah, you make a very good point," the Holy God Jiang Heng nodded, then followed up with a wicked smile, "But I smell a familiar scent on you."

"A familiar scent?"

"The scent of Huang Que. If I'm not mistaken, you still have more powerful tricks up your sleeve, just waiting for Leng Shu to absorb enough Holy Power, then you plan to devour all his Spiritual Essence in one gulp!" Holy God Jiang Heng directly exposed Wu Hen's intentions with his comment.

Wu Hen showed a look of surprise.

Damn, he's caught onto that!

In other words, this Holy God Jiang Heng was playing the same game as him!

He's also a Huang Que!

"If you're smart enough, you should have guessed something. For me to allow you to die with understanding is already the greatest respect I can show you," Holy God Jiang Heng said no more.

He walked toward Wu Hen, and in an instant, the Saint Leader within him erupted with three layers of Holy Fire. The three layers of Holy Fire transformed into an Evil Fire Vermilion Bird, flying towards Wu Hen.

The Evil Fire Vermilion Bird consumed everything; Wu Hen realized that the person before him had a cultivation far surpassing Leng Shu's—not just by one level—and he dared not hold back any longer, summoning the Houtu Divine Phoenix within him, ready to fight Jiang Heng to the death!

"Clang!"

Suddenly, a jade hairpin fell from the clouds above, causing ripples of moonlit frost to spread from within it. In an instant, it turned Tongtian City into a bitterly cold winter day, with frost washing over heaven and earth. Strands of Moonlight formed the curtains of the sky, draping down to the ground.

The ground of Tongtian City was covered in a layer of blood. The Blood Pattern Centipede stirred up a gigantic cave.

Above the city was a flame-red sky, like the rising sun at dawn, creating a dazzling Holy Light.

Yet above this Dawn Holy Light, there was another layer of prestigious silver radiance; frost snow hung like tassels, and as it drifted lightly, it began to neutralize the Flame Power and bloodstains, restoring Tongtian City to its former purity and solemnity.

At the summit of the Cloud Sky, a woman with flowing sleeves appeared. Her whole body radiated with a pure, white Divine Light, like the embodiment of the Moon Fairy herself, descending upon us. She floated to a space above a Qilin Temple, and while mortals saw only a full moon occupying the expansive sky, Cultivators could vaguely glimpse the stunning and authoritative Holy Shadow. But in the eyes of the Dragon Robe Celestial Official, Leng Shu, Wu Hen, and Jiang Heng, she was a woman whose radiance illuminated the Sky Dome, her features sharp, her figure graceful, and her demeanor ice-cold!

"Qilin Girl..." The Dragon Robe Celestial Official caught sight of her true appearance and hurriedly knelt in worship.

His cultivation was still strong enough to hold out until now, but it was about to regress. If a being from Cloud Holy Country didn't appear soon, the world would be thrown into chaos!

Leng Shu was also stunned. Although he had seen this Holy Sect genius from afar, many years before, seeing her again brought an even greater shock to his heart. The Holy Pill within him seemed to come alive with Spiritual Wisdom, uncontrollably awed and submissive.

"Sister Cai Lan, are you worried that my foolish disciple will damage your Qilin Temple? Rest assured, anyone who worships your Qilin Temple will not be harmed by us," Jiang Heng said with a smile, offering a bow.

"Slap yourself," Cai Lan pointed at Jiang Heng and uttered these two words indifferently.

Jiang Heng hesitated, unsure of how he had offended her.

But not daring to delay, he first slapped himself twice.

He slapped himself quite seriously, drawing blood from the corner of his mouth, and then, puzzled, he asked, "Where have I offended Sister, please enlighten me."

"Slap yourself again!" Cai Lan commanded tersely, "Stop when I say."

Jiang Heng's pupils dilated in disbelief.

His gaze swept fiercely towards Leng Shu as he questioned, "Did you damage the Qilin Temple, shed blood within it, and not even apologize to the Qilin Girl?"

Leng Shu too was bewildered; even as a Holy God Realm cultivator, Jiang Heng seemed so lowly before this woman.

Yet, the problem was, Leng Shu's Blood Pattern Rope and Blood Pattern Centipede simply couldn't get close to the Qilin Temple. It seemed that the mere act of worshipping this Saint Luo in the Qilin Temple was enough to suppress his Saint Technique. In any case, he certainly did not spill blood in the Qilin Temple.

"Sister, let me do it. He's being too perfunctory," Wu Hen immediately volunteered.

Cai Lan nodded, signaling Wu Hen to proceed.

Wu Hen showed a smug smile, then raised his iron-like palm, winding up and furiously slapping Holy God Jiang Heng's face!

Pretend to be a big shot now, eh?

I can finally vent the anger I suffered at the hands of the Cold-blooded Woman earlier.

In that moment, Wu Hen truly understood Ol'Bastard Cai Huang's philosophy—If you want to show holiness before people, you must first suffer behind them.

In the Totem Sacred Sect, as long as you endure one person's temper, no one would dare to show off before you, whether you are a Heavenly Official, a Human Emperor, or a Cloud Saint.

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"Sister... Sister?" Jiang Heng was already swollen and bruised from the onslaught, when he suddenly realized that this young man had powerful support behind him—none other than the Qilin Girl Cai Lan, the future Saint Luo!

"Slap!"

That powerfully charged slap almost dislocated Jiang Heng's jaw.

Initially, Holy God Jiang Heng thought the young man's cultivation wasn't high, and he couldn't be harmed, but who would have known that Wu Hen possessed some inherent Divine Power? Despite his low level of cultivation, his palm strikes were heavy, leaving Jiang Heng dazed and confused!

The problem was, after being fanned for so long, Cai Lan showed no sign of calling for a stop. As a Holy God, Jiang Heng felt a burning indignation thinking about how he, in front of an audience, was being humiliated by a junior.

No wonder this kid was so peculiar; it turned out that Cai Lan was instructing him.

Then, even if this kid used the Xuantian Saint Technique to turn the entire Tongtian City into Bone City, no one would dare accuse him.

"Sister, my hand is sore from fanning, this guy must have cultivated some sort of Holy Decision because his skin is so thick and tough," Wu Hen's hand was sore as well.

"Whenever you feel like fanning, you can do so," Cai Lan didn't call for a stop but instead directly granted Wu Hen the Divine Power to slap anyone he saw fit.

Wu Hen was overjoyed.

Allow me to further refine my cultivation, and if I don't slap this posturing Holy God into a pig's head, I won't bear the surname Wu.

"Sister, I know I was wrong. But now, Tongtian City is in chaos. Allow me to tidy it up, and then I will come to your residence to apologize," Jiang Heng had completely lost his temper and hastily said.

Cai Lan said no more, her figure disappearing into the sky.

However, her Frost Cold Divine Light did not vanish. One could see that the Blood Pattern Ropes and Blood Pattern Centipedes that covered the entire city all perished within this frost, like algae that couldn't withstand the light, eradicated wherever the brilliance reached.

The entire city's cultivators knelt down; it was only now that they realized who the True God was!

...

Leng Shu's Tianxuan Saint Decision was suppressed, no longer able to proliferate those blood patterns at will.

Thankfully, the Qilin Girl didn't directly destroy him, which made Leng Shu feel like he had survived a calamity.

But soon, a pair of cold and malevolent eyes locked onto him, sending shivers down Leng Shu's spine!

"After consuming so much cultivation, you are nothing but a Fake Saint Leader, such trash causing such commotion and disturbing my sister, you deserve to die a thousand deaths!" Jiang Heng's murderous intent directly turned toward Leng Shu.

"Fake Saint Leader??" Leng Shu was puzzled.

Jiang Heng was at the Saintly Leader Realm.

The Qilin Girl was also at the Saintly Leader Realm.

And he himself was at the Saintly Leader Realm.

He should be on the same level as them, but after the most straightforward battle, Leng Shu felt a vast disparity between himself, Holy God Jiang Heng, and the Qilin Girl, and he did not understand why!

"How ignorant. Even if you had consumed the entire Tongtian City's Holy Cultivators, you still wouldn't see the True Yuan. Without True Yuan, you are at most a celestial dog, and will never become a Heavenly Person!" Jiang Heng had suffered great humiliation.

He couldn't vent his humiliation on the Qilin Girl, nor did he dare to towards Wu Hen; naturally, all his anger was directed at Leng Shu.

But Leng Shu, who thought he had attained a supreme mystic technique, never realized that what he had been cultivating was all illusory.

"Master, I... I don't understand..." Leng Shu's face showed panic and shock, even a strong sense of opposition emerged.

"Haha, you don't even know where the gap lies, how pathetic. Aren't you curious? We're all at the Saint Leader Realm, yet your strength is like a firefly in front of me. Don't you understand that even though this kid is only at the Saint Child Realm, he can suppress you at the Saint Leader Realm... He also possesses the Holy Cultivation True Essence!" Jiang Heng uttered these words.

"True Essence, Holy Cultivation True Essence..." Leng Shu suddenly realized, understanding the true disparity between himself and these Holy Gods!

What he had been cultivating was false, Holy Cultivation Fake!

This meant that those people from the Cloud Holy Country above were the real Holy Cultivators, while the billions of practitioners from the Holy Sect in Tongtian City had all been cultivating methods of falsehood, with their Saints Embryo, Holy Infant, Saint Child, Holy Origin, and Saint Leader all being Void Origin!

"So I've labored to reach the Saint Leader level only to barely reach the threshold of your True Yuan?" Leng Shu asked incredulously.

"That's right. We will select the best among billions of practitioners to teach them the True Yuan cultivation method. Of course, true powerhouses don't need our help as Holy Gods; they will cultivate True Yuan on their own, just like him... huh?" Jiang Heng pointed at Wu Hen, and his gaze happened to sweep over Qingxi not too far away.

Holy God Jiang Heng's gaze fell on Qingxi, seemingly realizing she had also cultivated a Holy Cultivation Seed within her, and then he exclaimed with surprise, "She has also cultivated True Yuan."

Knowing Wu Hen was True Yuan, Leng Shu was already resentful as hell, but after hearing Jiang Heng's judgment about Qingxi, Leng Shu's sense of dao was completely shattered!!

"Thank you, for letting me experience this ordeal," Qingxi naturally knew she had cultivated a true seed and her words carried a hint of irony and mockery.

Already deviating into madness, Leng Shu completely collapsed; he bared his teeth and laughed pathologically!!

He had endured countless hardships; he had suffered all manner of humiliations. Just as he seemed about to ascend to be a god, he was told what he cultivated was fake, a poor imitation of the power of Holy Gods...

And what was even more ludicrous was that his prized Tianxuan Saint Decision, no matter how much cultivation he absorbed, was all fake. After witnessing Cai Lan's Heavenly Might, he clearly understood the gap between himself and that kind of Heavenly Saint!

"How could this be... hahaha... how is it possible... You're all just evils that hinder my ascension to godhood, just demons, how could I possibly cultivate something that is false, I will show you my true power!" After going mad, Leng Shu once again transformed into a crazed demon.

"Hmph, ignorant fool, if I allow you to live, you live, if I want you dead, you die!" Holy God Jiang Heng bellowed furiously.

Having lost his dignity to Wu Hen and Cai Lan, Jiang Heng spared no effort to reclaim it from Leng Shu!

Wu Hen also silently stepped back a few paces.

The sight of a dog-eat-dog was too beautiful; he had to sit upright and watch!