Ancient Strengthening Technique (Web Novel)
chapter-2427-30041322

Chapter 2427 - Guardian Demonic Lion Was A Puppet, The Collapse of Daoist Temple

Qing Shui did not use the Divine Weapon Flying Sword immediately. Instead, he took out the Golden Battle Halberd and swept away the enemy like rolling up a mat.

The Golden Battle Halberd had a tendency to break even though the chance was small. Still, it would work again after a long time. The Guardian Demonic Lion on the opposite was very crooked, extremely tough like it was made of steel.

Bang bang……

Divine Weapon Flying Sword!

The three-inch-long Divine Weapon Flying Sword was extraordinarily sharp, and it penetrated the throat of one of the Guardian Demonic Lions. Yet, the subsequent event made Qing Shui surprised. This Guardian Demonic Lion wasn’t affected in any way and didn’t even leak a single drop of blood.

This Guardian Demonic Lion was a half-alive creature or maybe. not even that. This was a magical existence. It should be similar to Qing Shui’s Divine Battle Puppet although its strength was very much greater than the current Divine Battle Puppet Qing Shui owned.

Unfortunately, this creature was owned and it was some other’s battle puppet. The stamp printed on top was still there. Qing Shui wanted to wipe off this stamp very much but he could not. For an existence like this, apparently, the three-inch-long Divine Weapon Flying Sword could never kill it.

The Divine Weapon Flying Sword was sharp, but it would meet resistance when it pierced through the body of the Guardian Demonic Lion. This energy stopped the Divine Weapon Flying Sword from penetrating the skeletons of Guardian Demonic Lion.

Thus, Qing Shui’s current hope fell onto the Golden Battle Halberd. Hopefully, the divine weapon could come in handy and kill the Guardian Demonic Lion.

Qing Shui felt sorry to kill it, but he could die here if he did not do so. Compared to his own life, he would rather give up on this Guardian Demonic Lion.

Squeak!

After several hundred contacts, Qing Shui’s Golden Battle Halberd fell onto the forelimb of one of the Guardian Demonic Lions. The loud and clear noise seemed to be exceptionally ear-pleasing. Next, the Guardian Demonic Lion seemed to shiver in golden light. Then, it shrank instantly to the size of one meter eventually. It stopped.

“The stamp is gone?” Qing Shui could not believe his eyes.

But he soon figured it out. The way to break this Guardian Demonic Lion’s stamp was to break its cones. The most daunting part of this Guardian Demonic Lion was its magical skeleton. It was absolutely not easy to break it. The Guardian Demonic Lion was an undefeatable rival as long as the bones were not broken.

Most importantly, this Guardian Demonic Lion was only a visual representation of the consciousness of someone who broke into this place. After all, its owner was dead.

The stamp on the Battle Puppet would not vanish as the owner died unless the stamp was broken or the owner removed it himself.

Qing Shui was delighted at once. The remaining Guardian Demonic Lion made a clear crackling sound after fighting for a thousand rounds. It became a miniature lion which was one meter in size as well. The stamp was gone and it was back to the state before recognizing the owner. At that moment, Qing Shui noticed that the broken leg seemed to be healed as he retrieved it.

“A living Divine Battle Puppet?” Qing Shui was puzzled.

This Guardian Demonic Lion was a precious battle puppet among the rest. This life was referring to its self-healing ability. Once it returned to the state before recognizing an owner, it would heal injuries on its own as long as it was not crushed into pieces.

After keeping the two little lions. Qing Shui walked into the Daoist temple without further hesitation.

There was no other formation in the Daoist temple. It was different from how Qing Shui saw it from the outside. There was a peaceful feeling inside, and it was not flamboyant and not luxurious. But it gave rise to a holy and sacred feeling that one would have an impulse to worship it.

Qing Shui walked to the desk and worshipped the god statue. He kept the three items on the desk directly. As soon as he was done, the Daoist temple shook gently. Qing Shui’s face twitched, he knew this place was going to collapse. He walked out of the Daoist temple quickly and entered the formation. He then entered the Gate of Life nearby.

Boom!

The entire purple Daoist temple collapsed and the surrounding formation also disappeared.

“The formation is gone, everybody, quick, let’s go and get the treasure!” Someone yelled in surprise.

“Great, I did not wait for nothing, this is my spot, nobody fight with me.”

……

At once, the place became a mess and many conflicts happened. Someone even lost his life here.

Qing Shui did not move, he called upon his group, “Let’s go, there is nothing good here anymore, let’s go and check out in front.”

The others nodded and followed Qing Shui. They did not know why Qing Shui did not go “treasure hunting” , but they knew that Qing Shui must have his own better reason.

“Did you go in, did the Daoist temple collapse because of you?” Beihuang Fan laughed beside Qing Shui.

“Hey, you’re so smart, little girl,” Qing Shui groped Beihuang Fan’s perky ass out of sudden. It was smooth and round, very nice to touch.

“Go to hell, call me elder sister,” Beihuang Fan pushed Qing Shui’s hand away and glared at him.

“After listening to you, it makes me think of you calling me ‘elder brother’, let’s try again tonight, it made my bones melt……” Qing Shui smiled and said teasingly.

Beihuang Fan blushed at once as she looked so delicate and juicy. It was as if her beautiful eyes were about to drip some water. Qing Shui could not take it, he held out his hand and pulled on hers, “I’ll stop talking, look at me this way when the night comes later.”

After leaving the Daoist temple, they walked for a while and did not see anyone. This was not the deep part of Magical Wonderland. If it was not for the presence of Daoist temple in front, there should not be anyone along the way here.

The Dragon Slaying Beast functioned as the treasure hunting beast now. It discovered some medicinal herbs along the journey. It was not bad, they were not exceptionally highly graded herbs but good in terms of their scarcity. This made Qing Shui very excited too.

Qing Shui was very happy about this trip. After all, he had only been here for a while, but he gained some good stuff. Qing Shui reckoned the Magical Wonderland was related to the Daoist temple. By just owning the pair of Guardian Demonic Lions, he had already earned a great fortune.

They continued their journey until it got dark and they were quite fast along the road. Perhaps the Magical Wonderland was not too big. They were about to reach the deepest part and they could see people coming in and out.

“It’s really dangerous in this Divinity Mountain. Let’s go back, so many people died already and nobody seemed to get any good item,” A group of people was heading out, a bearded middle-aged man said while walking.

“You can’t say that, Xing Lang got a good item. Plus, Bian Yan got a bottle of divine liquid and broke through several realms instantly. He went from Level Four Cave Realm to Level Eight Cave Realm. What a world-transforming change.”

……

At the foot of Divinity Mountain, there were many people. The night in the Divinity Mountain was too scary, so most of the people would choose to come out and wait outside until dawn broke.

There were many tents and even houses here. After all, it had been a few months, so it was quite easy to build a wooden house.

Qing Shui had mobile wooden houses in the Realm of Violet Jade Immortal made of the best ironwood. Previously, they slept in tents. Later on, he remembered that he had the Realm of Violet Jade Immortal. It was indeed a waste if he did not use it.

He found an empty slot and moved the house into the place. This was indeed a good mansion. Besides Qing Shui and the two women, the others had rooms too. However, others could not have one room each. Hao Tian and Tang Xi shared a room, and most of the remaining people shared houses in small groups of two to three respectively.