doitstory Chapter 547 - 514 Leisure Time 4
Chapter 547 - 514 Leisure Time 4
With the aid of night vision, Zhang Rongfang quickly discovered the mystery here.
To the right of the open-air altar, underground, there was a stone box secretly buried without being noticed.
Walking to that spot, Zhang Rongfang dug into the ground with his toe.
With a crashing sound, the soil and stones scattered, and a palm-sized black stone box was flung into the air.
With a snap, Zhang Rongfang caught it with one hand and carefully inspected it.
The outside of the box was ordinary, roughly polished, without any patterns, clearly made in haste for use, with very hurried craftsmanship.
Gently opening the box.
Inside was a roll of yellow paper folded several times.
Zhang Rongfang took out the yellow paper, gently unfolded it, and fixed his eyes on it.
He saw a painting of a woman in a green dress with a single eye.
The woman’s dress was embroidered with patterns of rice, vegetables, hunting, and there was a giant white python coiled on her shoulder.
Her small mouth was slightly open, with a thin, dark red snake tongue emerging.
This was a painting scroll, and at the bottom, the words "Jade Radiance White Scale God" were printed clearly.
The moment he saw these words, Zhang Rongfang’s mind buzzed with a loud hum.
His consciousness blurred for a moment, and when he regained clarity.
The surroundings were already filled with gray-white mist.
"The suspicious mist? As expected, it’s here!" Zhang Rongfang’s heart understood, and he showed no panic.
He now clearly understood the level of attraction he had towards the Divine.
The terrifying Cultivation of Literature, which had reached the perfection of Refining God, greatly reduced the difficulty of connecting with the Divine.
So, as long as he slightly delved into matters related to the Divine, it immediately brought about the desired results.
Amid the dim white mist.
Suddenly, the faint sound of a python slithering came from afar, slowly approaching.
Zhang Rongfang stood still, quietly waiting.
Ten seconds.
Twenty seconds.
Fifty seconds...
Finally.
The mist in front of him slowly parted to the sides.
From it appeared a gigantic white python, three meters tall, with a body as thick as a barrel.
The white python had only one eye on its head, its green eye fixated intently on Zhang Rongfang, continuously flicking its tongue.
"How many years has it been..." it softly spoke, surprisingly uttering perfect Great Spirit language.
Zhang Rongfang was slightly startled, then quickly realized it wasn’t Great Spirit language, but rather the sound transmitted into his mind, naturally converting to the easiest language for him to understand.
"How many years has it been... finally, someone has discovered me again... young one..." the one-eyed white python silently stared at Zhang Rongfang.
"I am the White Scale God, you have awakened me from my slumber. As long as you complete one task for me, you will gain tremendous power, immortality, fulfillment of wishes, power, wealth, and mates..."
"Great White Scale God, please tell me what I must do to obtain all that you speak of!" Zhang Rongfang said earnestly.
"First, on the backside of the altar, deep within the mountain wall, lies my final true form sculpture.
Dig it out, and take it to a place where people gather, spread my name, propagate my true form..." the White Scale God continued to transmit.
"Alright!" Zhang Rongfang resolutely agreed.
Soon, he felt dizzy, and suddenly the mist disappeared, as did the White Scale God. He found himself back in front of the empty and desolate ruins of the altar.
"Go, find my statue, spread my name. In exchange, I shall grant you a god-like body, god-like power." The voice of the White Scale God echoed again in his ear.
"Yes!" Zhang Rongfang faintly felt the back of a blood lotus on his back, beneath the petal, seemed a bit swollen. He wondered if the White Scale God marked him.
He was indifferent. He found the mountain wall at the back of the altar, then gathered his strength, using the Eagle Claw Skill, and began to dig out piece by piece.
Very soon, by the sixth strike, the mountain wall had a pit over a meter deep.
Finally, a forearm-length object wrapped in thick oilcloth fell out.
"This is it!!" The White Scale God was indeed the only Residual God Zhang Rongfang had encountered capable of communication so far.
Seeing the object fall out, it immediately became excited.
"Quick! Open it, with it is my true form! Remember it, praise it! Worship it! I will grant you everything!!!"
"Yes!!" Zhang Rongfang also became excited.
Quickly unwrapping the oilcloth, the item wrapped within was revealed.
With a rustling sound.
The oilcloth completely opened.
Inside was a copper-colored statue full of cracks.
It was a graceful woman in a green dress with two heads, her left head a python’s head, her right head a one-eyed woman’s head with black hair.
Her lower body had no legs, only a giant python tail.
Upon seeing the statue, Zhang Rongfang suddenly felt the blood lotus behind him, beneath a petal, a pattern faintly tremble, becoming swollen and itchy. As if something had crawled in.
"This is it!! From now on, take it to places where people gather, let more people see me, worship me. Spread my creed, the more statues, the more power you can receive!" The White Scale God feverishly urged within Zhang Rongfang’s mind.
"Yes, Great White Scale God!" Zhang Rongfang picked up the statue, carefully examining it.
Then suddenly smashed it onto the ground.
With a crisp sound of cracking, the statue, already covered in cracks, shattered into pieces under the forceful destruction.
Almost at the exact same time, the voice of the White Scale God in Zhang Rongfang’s mind abruptly ceased.
"No!!" A sharp, piercing scream followed immediately.
"What have you done!!?"
Rip.
Zhang Rongfang picked up the drawing paper from earlier, and with a gentle tear, it was shredded into fragments, scattering them casually.
"Alright, Lord White Scale God, don’t even think about evangelizing now. I’m the only one in the world who’s seen your true form. Be obedient and don’t make things difficult for me."
"You!!?" The White Scale God was clearly not expecting something like this to happen.
Why did it come to this!?
She couldn’t understand.
Why was the person in front of her not afraid of her at all? Did he not fear that she would take immediate revenge?
Was he not afraid of dying!?
"You damn mortal!! I’ll kill you!!" Finally, the White Scale God seemed to realize, and roared.
The surrounding mysterious clouds and mists surfaced again.
A giant one-eyed white python crazily charged at Zhang Rongfang from the white mist.
Hiss....!
But just as it reached the front, about to attack, it saw three enormous figures standing behind him at some unknown time, far larger than her.
A giant of blood, surrounded by black tendrils swirling and writhing beneath its feet.
A ghostly pale woman, with blue butterflies constantly circling around her.
A dragon-headed human body, holding a jade pestle and a lotus in its arms.
The three gigantic figures slowly leaned down, their lantern-sized eyes glaring at it from three angles.
"...." The one-eyed white python froze, beginning to retreat.
"White Scale God, isn’t having me enough? Why seek out others?" Zhang Rongfang clearly grasped the situation, and smiled.
He reached out a hand towards her.
"Don’t be afraid. We will all be one family in the future."
The White Scale God looked at his malicious smile, feeling almost suffocated inside.
But what he said was indeed the truth; now the only one in the world capable of creating a new statue and painting was this person.
Because the only one who had seen her true form as the White Scale God was just this one person.
This meant, no matter how unwilling she was, she had to begrudgingly protect this guy.
Otherwise, she would truly be forever lost in the abyss of oblivion, never able to remember herself again!
"Despicable rogue!!" She gritted her teeth.
"It seems you are indeed like humans, clear in emotion and speech...." Zhang Rongfang observed the White Scale God closely.
"Nonsense! I am a Flesh God sanctified by humankind! I’m not an Innate God! Naturally, I can speak and have emotions!" the White Scale God angrily retorted.
"Sanctified by humankind? Innate God?" Zhang Rongfang squinted his eyes.
This was something new he had heard.
"Could you elaborate?"
"Why should I!?" The White Scale God was clearly still furious.
"Speak well, and I’ll recreate your shrine." Zhang Rongfang stated earnestly.
"Are you serious?" The White Scale God immediately paused.
"Of course!" Zhang Rongfang solemnly nodded. "I swear by my ancestors, the name of Zhang Rongfang!"
The White Scale God snorted coldly, her eyes flickered, and after hesitating for a moment, she finally spoke.
"The Great Spirit and Buddha is divided into two types, the Flesh God and the Innate God. Flesh Gods are those who ascended from Spirit Generals. Innate Gods have existed in the world from the very start. They each possess their own unique Void. Those three behind you are Innate Gods, yet you had no idea and dared to carry them on you?"
Zhang Rongfang frowned.
Although the White Scale God seemed a bit naive and easy to manipulate, her words had deep implications.
"So, Innate Gods are more dangerous than Flesh Gods?"
"Naturally, but it’s not absolute. Innate Gods generally act bizarrely and have varied interests. Their communications are often cold and strange. However, if you understand their rules and behavior, you might be able to use them. But because Innate Gods are mysterious and unknowable, it’s easy to unknowingly commit taboo and face extreme danger."
"As expected of the White Scale God, pointing out the key with clarity." Zhang Rongfang suddenly understood.
"If you’re thankful, then bring me some brain matter! I’ve been starving for nearly a century, weak in power and in dire need of nourishment." the White Scale God scoffed.
"I’ll deliver it for sure!" Zhang Rongfang responded instantly, "Furthermore, if there’s anything I wish to inquire about in the future, would it be possible to communicate anytime with you, Lord White Scale God?"
"It’s possible, but I’ll need more brain matter! I urgently need to regain my energy!" White Scale replied.
"No problem!" Zhang Rongfang nodded.
Finally having found a deity to communicate with, from the divine oracles received from those sects earlier, he had suspected there were gods capable of communication.
However, the ones he encountered consecutively, like the Blood God and Wish Girl, were beings with disordered consciousness, making it impossible for him to quickly gain more secrets.
So he thought of finding Residual Gods as a way to gather more related information.
Originally, he planned to get as many as possible if one wasn’t sufficient, but surprisingly, he found a communicable one on the first try.
In hindsight, it seemed his poor luck before had led him only to Innate Gods incapable of communication.
After withdrawing from the mysterious clouds and mists, Zhang Rongfang glanced at the statue fragments on the ground, bent down to pick them all up, wrapped them in oil cloth, and turned to leave.
As for the promised brain matter, coincidentally, Ding Yu had recently acquired several new piglets, perfect for testing how deities react to eating pig brains.