Dragon Tamer

Chapter 729: Chapter 732: Demon God Behind the Mountain
 

Arriving at a strange place, heading towards a village is always a safe bet.

Mr. Jinli swam around Zhu Minglang with a dumbfounded expression, as if it were scrutinizing this world, but after Zhu Minglang realized he knew nothing when asked, he understood that Mr. Jinli was suffering from seven-step amnesia, forgetting things after every few moments, and would ask him why he appeared so mature.

Upon reaching the village, Zhu Minglang saw that the inhabitants were neither three-headed and six-armed, nor glowing with a golden light. They lived very simply, even using rather primitive farming tools, leading a life that was peaceful, poor, and uncomplicated.

“Elder, where are we? I have amnesia and wandered here, only to suddenly forget where I am. Could you tell me where this is?” Zhu Minglang asked an elder sitting at the entrance of the village, sunning rice and beans.

“Are you an Immortal?” the village elder asked seriously.

“That’s…” For a moment, Zhu Minglang really didn’t know how to respond.

He was also quite bewildered, given that not long ago, he had been walking on the bustling streets of Ancestral Dragon City-State, flanked by two women with the looks of heavenly immortals, when suddenly he was brought to this unfamiliar place by the irresistible force of the World Dragon Gate.

It felt as though he had once again been caught up in a Void Vortex and had crossed over yet again.

However, since the World Dragon Gate was related to Divine Enthronement, everything here must have some connection to it. The seemingly ordinary village must certainly be hiding some secrets; he needed to observe calmly and carefully.

The fact that the elder had inquired whether he was an Immortal suggested that they frequently encountered Loose Immortals, Demi-gods, Holy Monarchs, and the like here.

“Not quite, but I’m striving in the direction of becoming an Immortal,” Zhu Minglang said with a smile.

“Ah, keep up the good work, then. I too was once stuck in the Demi-god Realm, and no matter how hard I tried, I never won the favor of the heavens,” the rice-drying elder said.

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“?????”

So, he is a hidden master!

Please, tell me your story.

“Why, is this your first time entering the World Dragon Gate?” the rice-drying elder seemed good at reading people and noticed Zhu Minglang’s confusion.

“Indeed, I would appreciate some guidance, elder,” Zhu Minglang said, bowing in respect.

“Oh? What Realm are you in now, young man?” the rice-drying elder inquired.

“Somewhere between Peak and Demi-god,” Zhu Minglang said, revealing only the strength of his The Awakening of Divine Blood Sword and not intending to mention Little White, the Dragon God.

“You’d count as one of the lowest-ranked God Chosen then, but no matter. Do you know what is most special about the Dragon Gate World?” the rice-drying elder said.

Zhu Minglang shook his head.

“No matter what Realm one belongs to, once they enter here, their cultivation base is suppressed by the heavens to the same level. Even Divine Kings shining with the sun and moon, as well as someone like you who has just touched the edges of the God-state, initially all have the same cultivation base upon entering the World Dragon Gate,” the rice-drying elder explained.

Such a miraculous setting!

Doesn’t this mean that a novice like me in the realm of the gods can now walk sideways without fear, barefoot and unafraid of shoes!

Zhu Minglang remembered Mr. Jinli saying that the collision of the great Star Continents was caused by the ascension of a certain deity. This ascension didn’t refer to them being enthroned as a god, but rather that they had advanced to a higher level of divinity. Mr. Jinli speculated that this deity might be higher than one of the Seven Stars, Hua Chou; otherwise, massive celestial continents like the Tianshu God Domain wouldn’t have drifted through space.

Therefore, within the World Dragon Gate, it wasn’t just those Cultivators, Demon Saints, Dragons with the qualifications to become gods, but also deities who needed to advance to higher levels of divinity!

“Could it be that we are truly in a state of Divine Travel?” Zhu Minglang said subconsciously.

“You have good insight, young man. That’s correct, you are all in Divine Travel states, and naturally, your physical cultivation cannot be manifested within the World Dragon Gate,” the rice-drying elder remarked.

“I see,” Zhu Minglang nodded.

All the gods and candidates for godhood entered the World Dragon Gate in a state of Divine Travel, their strength subsequently suppressed to the same level.

But what was the special purpose of doing this?

“There’s a fallen Demon God in the forest behind our village. If you help us get rid of it, I can give you something essential for the path to godhood, so you don’t suffer losses,” the rice-drying elder said.

A fallen Demon God!!

In a Rookie Village like this, there’s even a Demon God to farm; how can these people live so peacefully??

“Alright, I’ll go take a look,” Zhu Minglang nodded.

“It will only appear after dark.”

“Then I’ll have dinner at your place. By the way, do you still feel hunger while in a state of Divine Travel?”

“You need to eat to maintain this Divine Travel Body Shell. Without food, you won’t starve to death, but your whole being will slowly fade away, eventually turning into a wisp of dust. Oh right, these rice grains, they’re Spirit Rice.”

“Oh…”

Having eaten several bowls of the fragrant Spirit Rice at the elder’s house, Zhu Minglang glanced at the sky and noticed that nightfall came quite quickly here, lasting only as long as it took an incense stick to burn.

It seems that the day-night cycle here is different from the outside.

As soon as it got dark, Zhu Minglang set out.

Having just arrived in the Dragon Gate World, Zhu Minglang was bewildered, and decided it was better to follow the initial guide for rookies rather than wander aimlessly.

…

Behind the village lay a quiet forest, where hardly any small, delicate animals could be seen.

Zhu Minglang, lantern in hand, made his way into the forest and saw a sacrificial stone altar stained with blood – it seemed the villagers had not skimped on offerings to the gods.

However, Zhu Minglang hadn’t seen any chickens, ducks, cattle, or sheep when he was in the village, nor had he seen any small animals on his journey there. So what, exactly, were the villagers sacrificing to this demon god?

“Who goes there!”

A strange voice called out, its tone interrogative.

“I am Zhu Minglang,” Zhu Minglang replied, “here to have a meeting with the demon god.”

No sooner had the words left his mouth than a pair of emerald eyes appeared in the pitch-black forest. The lantern’s weak light illuminated only a limited area, and Zhu Minglang could see the owner of the eyes stepping out of the darkness and toward the light, his body covered in a lustrous silver fur…

“I am the demon god spoken of by the villagers. Did they send you to kill me?” the Emerald Eye Demon God asked.

“Yes,” Zhu Minglang nodded.

“You, a God Chosen who has just entered the World Dragon Gate, with what do you intend to kill me? Even though I have fallen, I still possess quasi-god strength,” the Emerald Eye Demon God laughed heartily.

Is the Dragon Gate World a hellish trial, where even a rookie village’s demon-slaying task is a god-slaying mission??

“Do you consume a villager every so often?” Zhu Minglang asked.

“Why do you ask?” The long-eared Emerald Eye Demon God was puzzled.

This demon god was half-human, half-demon, muscular and covered in silver fur, but its face was not particularly fierce. On closer inspection, it even held a certain seductive, demonic charm.

Of course, in the world, the more stunning and beautiful something is, aside from one’s own wife, everything else is extremely dangerous and should not be judged by appearance alone.

“The villagers don’t raise any livestock and only eat Spirit Rice. On my way here, I didn’t see a single small animal, not even a sparrow. As for those exceptional beings between heaven and earth, I estimate their strength far exceeds the Demi-god Realm, and neither you nor the villagers have the capacity to hunt and kill them. The stone altar is smeared with blood – do you mean to tell me that was from you playing around, spitting blood for fun?” Zhu Minglang said.

“Hahaha! With your astute observational skills, I can forgive you for trespassing on my territory and, by the way, have a longer chat with you,” the Emerald Eye Demon God laughed again.

“So, do you eat one villager at regular intervals?” Zhu Minglang asked.

The Emerald Eye Demon God laughed and shook its head, saying, “Do you know what kind of people the villagers really are?”

“They live like villagers, but somehow, they are not,” Zhu Minglang said.

“Your eyesight is fine. Some fools who’ve just stepped into the Dragon Gate actually take those creatures for good folk. They start off with the air of I am a divine being destined to rid the people of evil and establish the divine way, only to end up with me tearfully killing these blockheads and using their blood to break the seal that binds me,” the Emerald Eye Demon God explained.

“…” Zhu Minglang didn’t know what to say for a moment.

Indeed, things were never as simple as they seemed, rookie tasks or not, especially a Rookie God Task!

“What are the villagers transformed from?” Zhu Minglang asked.

“No, they have not transformed. They are human, but they are a group of failed Divine Enthronement and god-promotion candidates. They have lost their precious status and are loath to linger beneath the Dragon Gate, burning with jealousy and wishing nothing more than to drag you to a poisonous abyss to smash you to death. By stealing your True God’s grace, they have a chance for another go!” the Emerald Eye Demon God explained.

Zhu Minglang listened intently.

Now the villagers and the demon god each told a different story!

Zhu Minglang needed to discern who the wolf was from their accounts.

“So that’s how it is. Then, what sustains your Divine Travel Body Shell?” Zhu Minglang asked.

Since everyone used Divine Travel to enter into the Dragon Gate World and they all had a Divine Travel Body Shell, which dissipated over time, causing them to leave the Dragon Gate World and lose their qualification for Divine Enthronement…

The villagers relied on Spirit Rice to sustain themselves.

What did the demon god rely on?

Perhaps Mr. Jinli’s words could not be completely trusted, but the explanation about the Divine Travel Shell should be close to correct, as the World Dragon Gate had conveyed a similar concept at the start.

“Didn’t I just say it? I kill those fools who believe the malicious villagers,” the Emerald Eye Demon God said.

“I see.”

“Some of those villagers possess cultivation and are not weak. I doubt I could take them all on by myself. So, how about this? You join forces with me, and together we’ll eliminate these gathered Dragon Gate Evil Ghosts. In order to gain your trust, they must have fed you some Spirit Rice already. The Spirit Rice they cultivate can enhance the cultivation base of your Divine Travel Body Shell. When the time comes, we can split the contents of the Spirit Rice Warehouse between us!” the Emerald Eye Demon God offered.

“Uhh…”

This rookie task has a plot twist!

Kill the demon god?

Kill the villagers?