This Human Immortal Is Too Serious-Chapter 525 - 523: Qing Shan, Making a Name!

The Cold Wind God was feeling quite embarrassed now.

In the temple of Yinyinhu, the God of the West Wind, he sat kneeling on the hard stone floor, his head bowed, genuinely unsure of how to lift it.

Indeed, he was the Innate God who had just been defeated by a living creature a few days ago.

The Cold Wind God really hadn't expected it.

He was, after all, in his own Divine Realm, humming a tune, picking out female attendants to serve him when—SMACK!—he was ambushed by a living creature.

These days, being a god was starting to get risky!

The Cold Wind God was associated with the Wind Dao; his profound understanding of the Great Dao was nothing more than adding a bit of chill to the breeze.

In the entire circle of Innate Gods, he had been relatively obscure, with below-average strength, merely clinging to the coattails of Yinyinhu for a sense of presence, but this time...

He became infamous!

At this moment, more than twenty Innate Gods stood on both sides, watching the Cold Wind God with stern faces.

Yinyinhu's expression was as somber as murky water.

He sat slantwise on his throne, eyeing his subordinate below. After a long silence, as the atmosphere in the great hall had become tense, he suddenly burst out shouting,

"You have utterly disgraced the face of the Wind God lineage!"

The Cold Wind God quickly bowed his head in apology, while other Divine Spirits also cast disdainful looks his way.

However, some were more concerned with the incident itself rather than its implications.

A venerable god with a composed face asked, "Cold Wind, did you truly lose to that challenger?"

"Yes... yes..."

The Cold Wind God's voice trembled, "It was I... I who was careless and fell for his trickery."

"Fell for his trickery?"

Yinyinhu inquired, "How exactly did you lose to that living creature? What did that creature look like, where did it come from, and whose Divine Power was it using?

Now, tell it all in detail!"

The Cold Wind God's voice trembled, "Yes, I'll start from the beginning. That day, I had just picked out a few living creatures with nice appearances, planning to enjoy myself for the next few years..."

"I asked you to start with the Duel! Not those sordid matters!"

"That day, I was just about to take those living creatures and leave the city in my Divine Realm."

The Cold Wind God slightly lifted his head, activating the Divine Art "Flashback."

That day, the breeze was intoxicating, and the white clouds rolled leisurely.

The kneeling crowd in the city was orderly, and several beautiful women dressed in elegant long skirts, carrying a hint of pitiable allure and some trepidation about their future life, stepped into the lavish carriage exclusive to the Cold Wind God.

It was at that moment that a figure leaped down from the sky.

"It's also somewhat strange when I think about it," murmured the Cold Wind God, "My Divine Realm was protected by a Barrier, but I could never detect where this figure came from.

Upon reflection, perhaps his stealth techniques might not be far behind those of us Divine Spirits."

Yinyinhu urged, "What happened next?"

"He said... release those girls!"

Everyone frowned at his words.

The Cold Wind God muttered, "That's exactly how he said it, causing me to be dumbfounded for a moment, then the Divine Guards and Divine Generals charged at him."

The subsequent events could be summarized as:

Loyal Divine Generals rallied to eliminate the despicable intruder.

The despicable intruder used his slight advantage to leave the Divine Generals helpless.

The Divine Lord was surely going to impose the justice of righteousness on the despicable intruder.

The brave living creature composed a victorious war song against the arrogant Divine Spirits!

"He wielded a long spear, his moves were miraculous, and his speed was incomparably swift."

The Cold Wind God spoke softly,

"I kept using Divine Arts, but he managed to narrowly avoid them every time.

The foe was extremely adept at physical combat, and when his long spear struck me, I couldn't withstand the impact on my divine body; it hurt intensely, and my Divine Power was almost scattered.

Soon, he gained the upper hand and didn't give me any chance to retaliate. It was as if he had foreseen my every move—his spear moved like a Spiritual Snake, always targeting the limb I was about to exert force with, poking me in advance.

This battle... this battle was truly frustrating to me.

After defeating me, the fellow didn't kill me but instead hung me up in front of so many of my worshippers and... and hit me on the backside."

"Just say buttocks, not 'backside.' TSK."

"HAHAHA!"

The laughter around him was unashamedly loud.

The Cold Wind God's face showed embarrassment, but he said, "Ultimately, it was due to my carelessness that the Martial Artist gained the upper hand. Just give me another chance, and I will surely—"

"Enough!"

An irascible goddess roared, "Haven't you embarrassed yourself enough already?"

Yinyinhu, however, showed a puzzled expression and asked, "Martial Artist?"

"Yes, my lord!"

A shudder ran through the Cold Wind God's heart. His mind grew muddled, and he blurted out impulsively,

"That being is undoubtedly of the Human race, and a Martial Artist from the Martial God World at that. His aura, his Spiritual Power, are somewhat similar to the Martial God!

He is certainly one of the Martial God's high-ranking Divine Generals, specifically targeting me because I'm an easy target.

He's attacking my bottom, but that's also a slap to Your face!"

Yinyinhu: ...

Shortly thereafter, the Cold Wind God screamed as he was thrown out of the great hall.

"HUMPH! If you can't speak properly, then sew your mouth shut!"

Yinyinhu swept his sleeve, his expression increasingly gloomy.

The majority of gods in the hall belonged to the wind aspect, and they were now united in their hatred and filled with righteous indignation. They all wanted to capture the Martial Artist who had disappeared after hitting the Cold Wind God and hang him up for a beating.

"A Martial Artist? Could it be one of the Martial God's Divine Generals?"

"But hasn't the Martial God never cultivated Divine Generals? He has always been helping the twelve Subordinate gods under him to cultivate many high-ranking Martial Artists. There's never been any mention of a Martial Artist from the Martial God World who could defeat a Divine Spirit."

"Given the Martial God's temperament, if such a Martial Artist did exist, he would have proudly paraded him around, challenging others to make a mockery of us."

Suddenly, Yinyinhu said, "Hidden Wind, what do you think?"

In a corner of the hall, a goddess who had been silently observing everything with a cold eye stood up. Her slender phoenix eyes, a face that was somewhat masculine at first glance, and a figure that seemed as if the Milky Way itself had descended...

They all seemed to defy the typical interpretation of the 'Goddess' identifier.

She said coldly, "Regardless, we must find this being as soon as possible. If we can win him over, we will; if not, we cannot afford to nurture a tiger as a threat."

Yinyinhu nodded slightly, "Will you take care of this matter, and are you confident in your ability?"

"I shall do my utmost," the Hidden Wind God said with a faint smile. "And you need not worry, I am not such a waste as the Cold Wind God."

"Go then, and settle this matter swiftly," Yinyinhu instructed. "Now is the time when His Majesty is closing the net on the Martial God, and we can't afford any mistakes."

The Hidden Wind God was about to leave on her mission when Yinyinhu called out to her.

"Be careful," Yinyinhu said, his expression becoming slightly more solemn. "I feel somewhat uneasy."

The Hidden Wind God paused for a moment, bowed to Yinyinhu, and after taking a few steps, she transformed into a wisp of breeze and vanished at the entrance of the hall.

「Meanwhile, over in the Martial God World.」

"Won?"

"Yes."

"Truly won?!"

"Martial God, this is the thirty-sixth time you've asked!"

The Sword God looked helplessly at the giggling 'superior' before him, almost entertaining the thought of fleeing with his sword!

The Martial God patted his protruding belly, the disarray of dishes and cups in front of him proving the ferocity of the previous 'battle'—a whirlwind of consumption.

The Three Minor Gods of Spear, Shield, and Blade at his side also looked satisfied, savoring the flavors of the delicious meal.

Speaking of which, those recipes provided by the Celestial Court after the official partnership were indeed excellent.

"Qing Shan crushed the Cold Wind God," the Martial God chuckled. "Brilliant, truly brilliant."

"Martial God," the Sword God interjected with a frown, "how can you be so sure that the being is Qing Shan?"

"What's there to be unsure about?"

The Martial God raised his thick eyebrows and smiled,

"A Martial Artist, using a spear—who else could it be but Qing Shan? Besides, as we tracked Qing Shan's journey, we've been continuously collecting evidence of his presence. Over these last few years, his strength has made leaps and bounds; based on calculations, it's entirely reasonable for him to have triumphed over a god like the Cold Wind God in battle."

The Blade God furrowed his brows, "A mortal defeating a Divine Spirit, that's reasonable?"

The Shield God quirked his lip, "A Martial Artist of just over twenty years, toppling a Divine Spirit that has existed for eons, that's reasonable?"

The Spear God chuckled, "I actually think it's possible. Spears as Weapons are designed for the weak to strike down the strong, for charging forward without retreat. As long as we can unleash a Martial Artist's momentum, what fear do we have of the Candle Dragon!"

"Exactly!"

The Martial God laughed heartily, "I'm going to discuss this with the others! You all continue with your work after you've eaten. That old Candle Dragon, it never would have thought that my disciple could stand alone against a god!"

"My lord," the Sword God reminded, "Just beating a god with strength comparable to the Cold Wind God doesn't really change our current situation."

"Hey, we're just having a bit of fun, raising our spirits!"

The Martial God stood up, stretching like a bear scratching against a tree, and burst out laughing as he exited, his form disappearing into a wisp of blue smoke.

The four Innate Gods left behind exchanged glances, each sighing softly in the end.

"The Martial God has been blinded by this disciple and can no longer see the unusualness of the matter."

"If you had such a disciple, you'd be laughing foolishly every day too."

"Oh, so you're saying the Martial God is a fool!"

"I never said that, don't falsely accuse me... so what if I did? The Martial God isn't petty like that. Remember how you candidly called him narrow-minded to his face last time, and he caught you red-handed? We all had a good laugh watching you get your well-deserved thrashing then."

"Say that again!"

"HAHAHA, want to have a practice match? Come on!"

"As if I'd be afraid of you!"

For a time, the atmosphere in the Temple became incredibly joyful.

Excited, the Martial God hurried to Yun Zhongjun's residence and, according to the agreements set by the few gods earlier, sent out messages to summon the Water God, the Goddess of Fortune, and Yun Zhongjun's avatar to recount the matter.

Actually, the Martial God had already braced himself to be scolded by the three Divine Spirits.

After all, the Cold Wind God was not one of the strong gods, and the challenge from the living being before was just to hang and beat the Cold Wind God—extremely humiliating but not very damaging.

But the development of the situation took the Martial God by surprise.

The expressions of Yun Zhongjun, the Water God, and the Goddess of Fortune were mostly serious.

The Water God pondered for a moment, "I've heard about this situation and was just about to ask everyone to discuss it together. The Martial God has beaten us to it."

"Hmph," the Goddess of Fortune murmured, "he called us here, most likely just to show off how formidable his disciple is."

"Ah well," the Martial God chuckled sheepishly, "it's not showing off; after all, it's the truth."

"See, just as I predicted."

Yun Zhongjun smiled and said, "Martial God, your disciple has grown so strong so quickly?"

"That's right," the Martial God said proudly, propping up one leg. "You can say that all the wealth I've accumulated over the years was given to him, including Spirit Fruits that could benefit hundreds of Divine Spirits when eaten, and dozens of Divine Artifacts used for Duels.

Besides his hard work and willingness to struggle.

How could he not become stronger?

If he didn't become stronger, it would be unreasonable!"

For a moment, both Yun Zhongjun and the Water God looked at the Martial God with some sympathy.

After all, if it was as the Martial God said, wouldn't it be like a billionaire giving away his entire fortune to the richest person in the world out of charity...

The Water God coughed and steered the conversation elsewhere with composure.

He said, "Let's not talk about this for now. Qing Shan challenged a Divine Spirit, which will certainly provoke revenge from the lineage of the Wind God. Behind the Cold Wind God is Yinyinhu.

Qing Shan must be aware of these aspects, which is why he has chosen this moment to add some chaos to their ranks."

"No, this isn't just to help us distribute pressure," Yun Zhongjun said with a smile. "At the bottom of Qing Shan's heart, what he most desires is to surpass the gods from the Outer Sky with a mortal's body and walk the same path as big brother Martial God."

"Indeed," the Water God said with a sigh, "if we gave Qing Shan another ten or twenty years, he might really grow to the point where he could face the Candle Dragon."

The Goddess of Fortune mused, "So that's how my Divine Power was used?"

"Hold on!"

The Martial God frowned and said, "You guys, how come you seem to know Qing Shan better than I do?"

"Is that so?" Yun Zhongjun's avatar showed a gentle smile. "Isn't it because the Martial God has been bragging about everything Qing Shan does beside our ears every day that we know him so well?"

"Exactly," sighed the Water God. "Eight out of your ten sentences are about Qing Shan. Is having a disciple who brings you pride such a big deal?"

The Martial God immediately revealed a cheerful smile.

Alongside, the Goddess of Fortune covered her forehead with her hand. She had vaguely sensed something but was currently happy to pretend ignorance and not expose it.

Only Martial God...

"I wonder if the Spirit Fruits and Divine Artifacts I prepared for Qing Shan are enough," the Martial God said.

The Goddess of Fortune calmly picked up the cup of tea in front of her.

Never mind him, he's beyond saving.

「Several days later.」

The matter of a living being challenging a Divine Spirit blew through the Outer Sky world like a gust of wind; while it caught the attention and discussion of the upper echelons of various Divine Realms, it did not cause much of a stir.

The wind had blown over, and that was that.

Their gaze was now focused on the outskirts of the Martial God World.

There, huge armies gathered, and the forces dispatched by dozens of Divine Realms had already completely encircled the Martial God World. A huge battle seemed possible to erupt any day, yet the situation strangely maintained some kind of balance.

It seemed there was just something missing—a trigger to initiate the battle.

At the edge of the Cold Wind God's Divine Realm, in a desolate mountain teeming with poisonous beasts and insects, Wu Wang was crouching under a certain tree hole, looking up and observing something.

This avatar of his had lost considerable Spiritual Power during the previous major battle, so he couldn't travel far and was searching for a place to heal his wounds.

Moments before, he felt the approach of a threat and was now waiting for it to show itself.

Challenging an Innate God at this stage was indeed a bit of a stretch, but luckily... the treasures given by his teacher were simply too many.

Methodically improving strength isn't all that intriguing.

Wu Wang, upon spotting the Cold Wind God in the Divine Realm, felt an impulse to stir up something big.

Unfortunately, although he had won against the domineering Innate God, he still lacked the strength to kill his opponent, which is why he chose to leave at ease, giving the Cold Wind God a warning.

If it could prevent the Cold Wind God from bullying living beings in the future, that too would be a good outcome.

Thinking this, Wu Wang also remembered the resentful and poisonous looks the beautiful female sacrifices had given him after he had subdued the Cold Wind God...

There was no helping it; most living beings only think for themselves.

Thus, promoting nobleness, bravery, and dedication will be the core issue for the Heavenly Dao in the future.

DANG—

The Eastern Emperor's Bell inside Wu Wang's heart sounded a warning.

As Wu Wang's Divine Thought spread out, he saw a light yellow mist drifting across the sky.

A Wind-type Divine Spirit?

Moreover, a quite powerful goddess. Judging by my own classification of Innate God strength, she belonged to the fourth tier, just above the Cold Wind God.

—Candle Dragon and Emperor Shun, the two strongest, were beyond categorization; the Martial God and the Water God were first-tier, while Innate Gods like the Cold Wind God, who were simply there for numbers, were of course fifth-tier.

Wu Wang carefully observed for a while. Clearly, the other party hadn't discovered his hidden form as she gradually drifted away, following some trail into the Divine Realm of the neighboring territory.

Before Wu Wang even asked, the Artifact Spirit intelligently projected the image and information of this god within Wu Wang's heart.

If Artifact Spirits could also be considered 'artificial intelligence,' then my little Zhong is definitely a breath of fresh air amongst the cognitively challenged AI.

Hidden Wind God: a goddess with some notoriety in the Outer Sky for assassinations, adept at concealment and tracing shadows, her strength very outstanding. She had also made her mark in the ancient battles between gods as a capable subordinate of Yinyinhu.

Adept at tracing shadows?

Wu Wang raised an eyebrow, and his form slowly merged into the soil beneath him, like an eel burrowing its way down, rapidly finding the chaotic ley lines of the Outer Sky world and swiftly escaping.

This was not an opponent he could handle yet; he absolutely must amplify the quality of his Spiritual Power by one grade.

To combat an Innate God, one needs the means to break through the opponent's Divine Power and Divine Body.

All techniques available to a Cultivator can be categorized into two types—weapons in hand, spirit within the body.

In the matter of Divine Artifacts, I currently don't have much space for improvement, so I can only find a way to elevate my own cultivation.

However, what Wu Wang didn't expect was that, although he thought he had avoided the Hidden Wind God, within days, he once again detected the presence of the Hidden Wind God within a thousand miles of his surroundings.

It appeared that this god had some special Divine Art that could sniff out Wu Wang's scent.

Wu Wang could only retreat for the time being, letting go of his plan to ambush that fifth-tier goddess.

Unfortunately, I had intended to obtain some nectar from this goddess that could enhance one's physique, while at the same time, continuing to build momentum and make a name for myself.

What made Wu Wang somewhat depressed was that for several months afterwards, the Hidden Wind Goddess clung to him like a persistent plaster, always appearing within a thousand miles around him whenever he was about to take action against some lower-tier minor gods.

"This won't do!"

Wu Wang slapped his thigh. "I have to deal with this goddess first!"

"Master, you can't beat the Hidden Wind Goddess right now," Zhong Ling said cheerfully. "Although I admire your courage, confronting an enemy whose strength exceeds your current limit and thinking of counter-killing instead of fleeing is somewhat irrational."

"Who said I'm going to fight her head-on?"

Wu Wang snapped his fingers and rummaged through his jade thumb ring, quickly finding a collection of items he'd acquired during his journey: Heavenly Dao Muscle Relaxing Powder, Heavenly Dao Crane's Crest Red, Celestial Court Special Supply Baili Intoxicant, Martial God's Joy Incense—just over twenty varieties in total.

There were also several Formations, although simple, capable of trapping an Innate God—products of crude and immature Heavenly Dao deductions.

In order to swiftly and comprehensively deal with the Hidden Wind Goddess, Wu Wang specifically devised a complete plan, with three backup plans, and repeatedly simulated them with the Heavenly Dao, even investigating the records of past Duels involving the Hidden Wind Goddess.

At the journey's end, caution is key.

With all preparations made, Wu Wang staged a scene where [a Martial Artist trying to ambush an Innate God was timely discovered and thwarted by the Hidden Wind Goddess] and successfully lured the Hidden Wind Goddess into the trap he had set up.

The so-called trap was actually in a valley.

Originally, this valley was filled with flowers and greens, inhabited by birds, insects, and fish, but when three figures rushed in, a dense grey fog emerged, turning all the valley's vegetation and creatures into gravel.

The fog churned for an hour before it finally dissolved quietly.

As Wu Wang stood with his spear in hand, suspended mid-air, he resembled a divine being descended from the heavens.

The Hidden Wind Goddess and the unfortunate minor god that had followed lay trembling in a deep pit on the ground, without any room left to resist.

"Remember, you were defeated by the Martial Artist Qing Shan."

Wu Wang said coldly as his spear transformed into a silvery-white Azure Dragon and smashed down upon the Hidden Wind Goddess!

At that moment, the Hidden Wind Goddess was afflicted by over a dozen types of Great Dao poisons that could harm gods, and her Divine Power had been depleted by the Formation in the area; how could she defend against Wu Wang's full-powered strike?

There was no choice but to kill this goddess.

Quickly, Wu Wang descended from the sky, openly fiddled with the godly corpse with his spear in front of the minor god, and took away the Hidden Wind Goddess's storage treasures.

Wu Wang then turned to look at the minor god beside him, who somehow managed to scramble up, pulling out all their possessions and tossing them toward Wu Wang.

"You know what's good for you."

Wu Wang snorted, took the few ancient-looking storage Divine Artifacts, shouldered his spear, and soared away into the sky, leaving the minor god slumped in the midst of the ruined Formation.

The minor god did not know how arrogantly triumphant this being before them appeared now, nor how embarrassingly he would sneak back later to dismantle the Formation and clear the traces.

But the minor god did know they had to convey this incident to their 'comrades.'

So, the news of [A being challenging gods attacked again] and [Martial Artist Qing Shan single-handedly defeated two Innate Gods] began to wildly spread through the Outer Sky world.

This time, it wasn't merely a passing gust with no follow-up.

The death of the Hidden Wind Goddess was like a nail hammered into the Dao heart of many Innate Gods.

The title [God-Slayer Martial Artist] rang out in an instant across various places in the Outer Sky world.

The situation just outside the Martial God World suddenly became tense.