"Investiture of the Gods?"
When Fang Xing heard this name, his heart inexplicably skipped a beat. He felt that it was extremely familiar. However, after calming down and thinking about it carefully, he realized that he should have never heard of this name before. This inexplicable sense of familiarity was very strange. It was as if this name had been circling in his heart for a long time. However, when he thought about it carefully, it was empty. For a moment, he became silent. He muttered the three words "Investiture of the Gods" in a low voice and didn't raise his head for a long time. The Primitive Bone Palace seemed to be extremely quiet for a moment. The three big words "Investiture of the Gods" seemed to have some kind of magical power that made people's hearts palpitate.
"From the very beginning, the true purpose of the three thousand God Clans' descent was to find that rare treasure. They wanted to dominate Tian Yuan and turn all the living beings in Tian Yuan into slaves. They wanted to take revenge on the ancient immortals for defeating them in the past. Instead, it was just a matter of convenience. Moreover, according to what I know, the Divine Master has already used his great magical power and has already found some clues. At most, it will take three years, or at least one year, for the Investiture of the Gods to fall into their hands …"
The Golden Horned Old King said in a low voice. His voice was extremely deep and echoed in the empty Primitive Bone Palace.
"Wait …"
However, Fang Xing seemed to have suddenly discovered something. He said with a strange expression, "That's what the Divine Master wants. You want me to snatch it from him?"
At this moment, he still didn't know what the Golden Horned Old King was planning, but he already wanted to jump up and fight with him. What kind of realm was the Divine Master in? He was probably an existence that far surpassed the True Immortal Realm. Since it was something that the Divine Master wanted and had already deduced the location of that thing, wouldn't it be like stuffing a steamed bun into a dog's mouth if he ran over to snatch the treasure from him?
"I'm not asking you to snatch it from him. I'm asking you to help the Divine Master get it!"
The Golden Horned Old King said in a deep voice. His words were like a bolt from the blue, stunning Fang Xing.
However, he seems to be afraid of something, so he doesn't dare to descend on the Heaven's Origin so easily. Now, three Godkings have descended on the Heaven's Origin Continent. Instead of protecting the four provinces, it's more accurate to say that they're helping him search for that item. According to an old friend of mine, they've already made some progress, but the divine lord won't personally descend for it. Even the Godkings won't be able to personally take action, because the item possesses intelligence. It will immediately retreat into its Minor World when it's threatened, so if the divine lord wants it, he can only rely on the juniors of the God clan to search for it. This is our chance! "
"You want me to snatch this treasure from the junior experts of the God Race?"
Fang Xing pondered for a while and thought that it was more reliable than snatching it from the divine lord himself.
Of course, it was just changing from "completely impossible" to "possible". In fact, all the juniors of the God Race had powerful bloodlines and were ferocious. They would not be at a disadvantage in a head-on battle with cultivators who had passed the Calamity Stage. Some of the best among them were even known as "invincible below the Perfected Immortal". This meant that they were confident to kill anyone who had not passed the nine Thunder Tribulations …
In this way, the possibility of success was still not high if he snatched the item from them, and the risk was extremely high!
"The whereabouts of the treasure was deduced by the divine lord through the void. We don't even know where it is, so how can we snatch it?"
After listening to Fang Xing's words, the Golden-horned Old Wang smiled bitterly. Then, his expression became solemn, and he said frankly, "What I mean is that you should pretend to submit to the God Race, and then search for the Investiture of the Gods with the junior experts of the God Race. Then, after you find it, either by robbing, stealing, or deceiving, you will get the treasure, destroy the divine lord's great plan, save the living beings of Tian Yuan, and save the Untainted Land!"
Looking at the Golden-horned Old Wang's sincere face, Fang Xing was directly dumbfounded.
"That's it?"
After a long while, he murmured with a face full of disbelief.
"Yes, that's it!"
The Golden-horned Old Wang replied in a deep voice, and his expression was extremely magnanimous …
"F * ck, I'm going to fight with you today …"
Fang Xing looked at the Golden-horned Old Wang's "sincere" big face, and the more he looked, the angrier he became. Suddenly, he jumped up, waved his old fist, and smashed it at the Golden-horned Old Wang. He roared incessantly, "Do you think I'm a fool? Or do you think those living beings of the God Race are fools? They believed me just because I said I'd submit? I said I'd submit, and they agreed to let me search for the Investiture of the Gods? They even snatched, stole, or swindled that treasure into their hands! Why don't you let me kill them all and snatch that treasure? You want to save Tian Yuan? Who's going to save me? "
This time, Fang Xing was really anxious!
The Golden-horned Old Wang's plan was too deceptive. Was he trying to fool him like a child?
This kind of plan was full of loopholes, wasn't it just sending him to his death?
Knowing that his strength was inferior to this Golden-horned Old Wang's, he decided to throw caution to the wind and give it two punches first …
"Oh, calm down, calm down …"
Little King Ao Gu, Soaring Snake, and the other living beings were frightened when they saw this and hurriedly stepped forward to persuade Fang Xing, who was riding on the Golden-horned Old Wang's head, to calm him down. Even Little Thing ran over and patted his father's chest, trying to calm him down. The Golden-horned Old Wang's face was so thick that it wouldn't hurt even if he was beaten, but it would be bad if he angered his father.
"Hey, don't worry, you haven't heard my specific plan yet …"
Even the Golden-horned Old Wang looked a little embarrassed. He didn't expect this little devil to really dare to attack him. It had to be known that in the past, with just a glare from him, even Human Race Transcending Tribulation Cultivators could only lie on the ground and shiver, yet this little devil actually dared to cup his fists …
"Specific your uncle!"
Fang Xing was still panting with anger as he cursed, "Can you still find someone in the Human Race who has the greatest hatred for the God Race? I just slaughtered more than four hundred God Race beings in Baek Ok-kyung, and now there are ten masters of the God Race chasing after me, yet you want me to pretend to submit to the God Race? You might as well just cut off my head and send it over. Which grandson came up with this bastard idea? "
Little King Ao Gu's face was full of embarrassment as he muttered, "Well, I thought of it …"
Fang Xing's face immediately filled with anger as he turned his head and glared at him fiercely.
Little King Ao Gu hurriedly said, "Don't worry, listen to me, it's not that we haven't considered this matter. It can even be said that it was because we heard about this matter that we finally decided on this plan. When you were in Kuiji Mountain, you first killed the Little King of the Lightning Race, and then in Baek Ok-kyung, you also killed four hundred Bone Race beings, including the Second Prince Gui Mu, who had the Bone Race's King bloodline. Speaking of which, they naturally hate you to death … However, although these two races hate you, it doesn't mean that the other God Races also hate you. The strife and struggle between the God Race is far deeper than you think. You have become enemies with these two races, but to a certain extent, it is equivalent to gaining the goodwill of the other races. If you pretend to submit to the God Race, these races will definitely accept you …"
After saying this, Little King Ao Gu let out a long sigh and continued, "More importantly, the God Race worships the strong. Even if ordinary people submit to the God Race, they will only be slaves and servants. Although you have killed many God Race beings and formed a deep hatred with the Fallen God Race and Lightning Race, you have also shown your ability, enough to earn their respect. Even if you are their enemy, you can still be on an equal footing with them!"
Such remarks stunned Fang Xing for a moment and he subconsciously asked, "Are the God Race all worthless wretches?"
Little King Ao Gu nodded, "Yes!"
Fang Xing suddenly didn't know how to refute.
After thinking about it for a moment, he angrily said, "Do you think they will believe me if I say I submit to them? Are you sure they won't kill me as soon as they meet? Also, even if they don't kill me as soon as they meet, are you sure they will let me participate in such a big event as searching for the Seal of the Gods? "
"We have also thought of this problem!"
The Golden Horned Old King solemnly said, "For the God Race, you didn't suddenly submit to them, but rather when you were being hunted and captured by my Desolate Bone Palace. This old man will pretend to form a Blood Contract with you and use the entire Desolate Bone Palace as a guarantee for your loyalty. As for whether the God Race will let you participate in the plan to find the Seal of the Gods, you don't have to worry about it. There are many rumors about the Seal of the Gods, but one thing is certain. The Seal of the Gods was created by the Human Race Immortal Saints. Many of the Human Race's Heaven's Chosen Juniors have condensed their destiny on it. Only these Chosen Juniors can approach the Seal of the Gods without alerting it. Therefore, if the God Race wants to obtain this treasure, they will inevitably look for a Human Race Heaven's Chosen who is willing to serve them …"
"Moreover, it must be a top Human Race Heaven's Chosen!"
Little King Ao Gu added, then looked at Fang Xing with admiration and said, "Look at how suitable you are!"
Fang Xing glared at him and warned, "Praise me again and I'll get angry with you!"
"You don't have to worry about your safety. With my Desolate Bone Palace acting as your guarantor and requesting a decree from the God Master, even the Lightning Clan and the Fallen God Clan will not dare to harm you openly. Perhaps there will be some hidden threats, but my son Ao Gu will go with you. With the two of you supporting each other, ordinary tricks will not pose a threat to you. Moreover, when you carry out that important task, this old man will certainly arrange for people to support you. I am willing to make a Sacred Oath that even if the Desolate Bone Palace is destroyed by the God Race, I will not abandon you!"
The Golden Horned Old King said in a deep voice, his expression becoming unusually dignified.
"It seems that this group of bastards is serious …"
Listening to the father and son pair's words, Fang Xing became even more vigilant, staring at them without saying a word.
"If you succeed, you will become a hero of Tian Yuan. Your name will be passed down for thousands of years, won't you be tempted?"
The Golden Horned Old King waited for a moment before saying in a deep voice.
Fang Xing stared at him, not saying a word.
"If you succeed, the rise of the Human Race will be possible and the expulsion of the God Race will be just around the corner, won't you be tempted?"
Little King Ao Gu said with an impassioned look.
Fang Xing stared back, still not saying a word.
"No matter what kind of magic tool the Divine Seal Decree is, it is bound to be mysterious and full of good fortune, won't you be tempted?"
Fang Xing snorted disdainfully, not saying a word.
The Golden Horned Old King and Little King Ao Gu both glanced at each other, not knowing how to persuade this stubborn fellow.
"Daddy, Little Teng Teng said that Grandpa Golden Horn and Uncle Silver Horn have prepared a lot of good things, piling them up like a mountain in the back hall …"
In the awkward silence, Little Teng Teng cupped Fang Xing's face with his meaty little hands and whispered.
"Mm … what kind of things are there?"
Fang Xing, who was like a wooden statue, finally reacted. He couldn't help but glance at the back of the hall.
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