Free Web NovelChapter 592: Chapter 592: Sweeping Away the Weirdness (Part 2)
Standing in the dilapidated Mountain God Temple, Elder Wang heaved a long sigh.
When he was a child, the incense at this Mountain God Temple was flourishing. Villagers, mountain folk, and travelers passing by would willingly help clean and offer tributes.
The Mountain God Temple would also protect the surrounding villages, keeping the eerie creatures of the mountains from causing harm.
As time passed, the Mountain God Temple had become ruins and could no longer protect anyone.
The once majestic statue had been reduced to a pile of earth overgrown with weeds.
"Old man, you should return home."
Upon arriving, Zhang Yuan did not intend to venture deeper into the mountains, planning first to explore the nearby area.
Elder Wang hurriedly wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, saying, "Sir, you must be careful, the supernatural is hard to guard against, do not let your guard down."
Even though Zhang Yuan had come for the supernatural, the question of "safety" was irrelevant.
However, Elder Wang’s heartfelt sincerity moved him.
Zhang Yuan took a small bottle from his pocket and handed it to Elder Wang: "This Nourishing Essence Pill, soak it in your water tank when you get back, drink a pot a day, but not too much. It’s good for your health."
It was to thank him for hosting him and leading the way.
Though Elder Wang was only in his forties, he looked extraordinarily old. This nourishing elixir would greatly benefit him.
If nothing unexpected happened, it could extend his life by ten or so years.
"Thank you, thank you, sir!"
Elder Wang expressed his gratitude repeatedly and then left the Mountain God Temple with his big black dog.
The dilapidated temple returned to its silence.
Zhang Yuan walked around the Mountain God Temple and then returned inside.
He retrieved a shovel from his storage space and cleared away all the weeds and vines, fallen leaves, and dirt inside the temple, disposing of them in the woods outside.
Afterward, Zhang Yuan chopped some sturdy branches, roughly processed them, and repaired the collapsed roof.
His storage space contained various tools and had enough capacity to store things.
Thus, it didn’t take much time or effort.
Of course, Zhang Yuan was not a craftsman, so the work was a bit rough.
But with this restoration, the Mountain God Temple no longer felt so overwhelmingly rundown.
Finally, Zhang Yuan brought a large rock from nearby.
He placed it on the original pedestal of the statue.
As darkness gradually fell, Zhang Yuan lit an oil lamp and hung it on the wall.
Facing the rock, he drew the Taowu Saber, gathered Gang Qi, activated Sword Aura, and began working on the rock.
Under the sharp edge of the high-tier Profound Soldiers, the hard rock crumbled like tofu.
Huge pieces fell onto the ground.
A new statue slowly emerged under Zhang Yuan’s saber.
It distinctly resembled the Primordial Celestial King!
Zhang Yuan was not skilled in carving and had never done such work before. Today, it was a sudden whim that drove him to restore the Mountain God Temple and carve a statue.
However, as he carved, Zhang Yuan’s pace quickened as if some force in the shadows guided him.
Helping him complete this statue.
At this moment, Zhang Yuan’s divine soul consciousness entered a wondrous state.
He no longer saw the statue, yet with each swipe of the saber, boundless inspiration burst forth.
The Taowu Saber in Zhang Yuan’s hand became agile and ethereal.
Unclear how much time passed, when Zhang Yuan suddenly came to his senses, putting away the Profound Soldiers in his hand.
An immensely majestic Primordial Celestial King Statue stood proudly before him!
Zhang Yuan was jolted, almost instinctively taking a Life-Protecting Talisman from his storage space.
He gently pressed it onto the statue’s chest.
This high-tier Spirit Talisman, claimed to withstand a strike from a Tier Seven powerhouse, instantly transformed into countless specks of spiritual light, merging silently into the Primordial Celestial King Statue.
The gray-white statue suddenly emitted a faint radiance, a pair of divine eyes brimming with power, as if coming to life in an instant.
Of course, this was merely Zhang Yuan’s illusion.
But he could sense that this statue contained something profound and mysterious within!
With incense offerings, it could safeguard the people and repel the eerie invasions.
With a sensation in his heart, Zhang Yuan took a long breath.
He sat cross-legged in front of the statue.
The light of the oil lamp on the wall cast on him, appearing both real and illusory.
The long night had just begun.
Time passed little by little, mist rose in the mountains, and the clear night sky quietly filled with clouds, silently swallowing the moon illuminating the earth.
Darkness enveloped the Mountain God Temple.
With a rustling sound, the grass and trees gently swayed, spots of ghostly light appeared around.
Astonishingly, it was one yellow weasel after another!
They came surrounding the Mountain God Temple from different directions, their bushy tails waving, emitting dizziness-inducing gases.
But when these yellow weasels drew ten paces from the Mountain God Temple, they suddenly halted.
In their bead-sized eyes, a look of confusion and suspicion appeared!
Squeak! Squeak!
A rather large yellow weasel with glossy fur stood upright, baring its teeth and grimacing at the decaying temple door.
The sound was full of provocation!
Whoosh!
The next moment, a gust shot out from inside the Mountain God Temple, instantly passing through the door’s gap.
This weasel instinctively tried to dodge, but the gust was too swift and sudden; by the time it sensed danger, it was already struck on the head.
Pop!
The right eye of the weasel instantly exploded, and a cloud of blood mist spewed from its hind brain.
It fell backward to the ground, its limbs twitching weakly a few times.
No longer making a sound.
The surrounding weasels were immediately scared out of their wits, fleeing in panic.
In an instant, they vanished into the dark forest.
Inside the Mountain God Temple, Zhang Yuan sitting in front of the statue opened his eyes and lowered his sword-pointing hand.
A Martial Artist at Tier Six, after cultivating True Gang, can release Gang Qi or Gang Force, manifest Gang Armor for protection, or directly attack enemies with Gang Power, being both defensive and offensive with infinite power.
Zhang Yuan’s technique from nearly twenty paces away slain the mischievous provoking weasel.
It was the might of True Gang!
Of course, this move wouldn’t work against high-skilled martial artists, since Gang Force’s power rapidly diminishes over distance.
The next moment, Zhang Yuan rose to his feet.
His eyes glimmered with divine light.
The weasels appearing around the Mountain God Temple were merely cannon fodder for probing.
His true enemy had yet to appear!
Undoubtedly, due to Zhang Yuan’s restoration and the re-erecting of the statue, the Mountain God Temple had become an eyesore and thorn in the side of the deceit class of the mountains, a target they must eliminate.
And Zhang Yuan was waiting for them!
