Luck taken away? It doesn't matter, I quietly become a god

"Mother! Father!"

"I passed! I passed the immortal sect's test!"

Hearing the commotion at the Zhang family's house at the village entrance, the neighbors all went over out of curiosity.

When they arrived at the Zhang family's door, they found that the Zhang siblings, who had been away from home for half a year, had returned. They were wearing silk fabric that was as light and white as clouds, and they looked radiant.

"...Mother, my brother and I have both passed the spiritual root test, and we will be outer disciples of the immortal sect from now on."

Upon hearing Zhang's daughter's joyful voice, gasps of surprise erupted from the crowd.

"Zhang Niu, have you and Zhang Xiaoya really been chosen by the immortal sect and taken as disciples?"

"Wouldn't that make you an immortal in the future?"

"What a joyous occasion! Two future immortals have emerged from our Qinghua Village!"

"..."

Mortals don't understand the rules of the cultivation world, and they don't know that being a cultivator is not the same as being an immortal.

However, a Foundation Establishment cultivator has a lifespan of two hundred years, which is two or three times that of an ordinary mortal. In the eyes of ordinary people, it would not be an exaggeration to call him an "immortal".

"Don't worry, fellow villagers! Once my sister and I become cultivators, we will definitely help you if you need anything in the future, within our capabilities," Zhang Niu said.

“Yes!” Zhang Xiaoya echoed, cupping her hands to the villagers: “My brother and I will be staying at the sect to cultivate in the future, so please take good care of my mother and father.”

"sure!"

"We've been neighbors for decades, why be so polite?"

"Zhang Niu, can you demonstrate some magic? Can you fly through the clouds?"

"..."

Amidst the enthusiastic cheers of the villagers, Zhang Niu remembered that when he first returned to the village, he had seen a large field of wheat that hadn't been harvested yet, so he clasped his hands in a fist and said:

"My younger sister and I have only been in the sect for a short time. We can't really talk about flying through the clouds. We've only learned a few minor spells... It just so happens to be harvest time, so we're helping the villagers harvest their wheat."

The mere mention of harvesting wheat immediately energized everyone, who eagerly anticipated the Zhang siblings' remarkable feats.

The Zhang siblings lived up to expectations. Using the most basic techniques, such as sword control and object control, the two of them harvested hundreds of acres of wheat fields in less than an hour. They also helped the villagers transport the harvested wheat ears to each household's granary.

Finally, only bare wheat stalks remained in the field. First, a fireball was cast to burn the field and compost it. When it was almost burned, a water ball was cast to extinguish the fire.

"it is good!!!"

"Immortal! Truly divine magic from an immortal!"

This is the most relaxed autumn harvest for the villagers of Qinghua Village in recent years.

Doing nothing, adults and children gathered around the field, marveling at the magical power of the immortals' magic.

Within three days, the news that two disciples of the immortal sect had emerged from Qinghua Village spread, and people from several nearby villages learned about it.

"Has the immortal left yet?"

"My family has dozens of acres of land, but the head of the household fell and injured himself a few days ago. There's no one to harvest the wheat. Can we find a celestial being to help us harvest the wheat?"

"I'll go too, I'll go too..."

"..."

Some children were so eager to see what was going on that they accidentally bumped into people on the way.

Looking up, they saw a person completely covered in black cloth and robes, mysterious and gloomy. The disdain and fierce look in his eyes scared away the children around them.

"...There's a strange person! Run, run!"

The man in black robes muttered a curse: "You ignorant, lowly mortal!"

If this had happened in the old Southern Wilderness, he would have already taken action if a lowly mortal had dared to offend him like this.

In the corner, the man in black robes tore off the black cloth covering his face, revealing a delicate, effeminate face.

"Heh... cutting wheat for a bunch of mortals, really..." Yun Wuyai hid behind the crowd, watching the Zhang siblings in the distance being invited by many villagers to help each household cut wheat, and snorted with disdain.

Mortals are mortals, and cultivators are cultivators.

In Yun Wuyai's mind, lowly mortals are nothing more than ants in the eyes of cultivators. How dare they rebel against the Heavenly Gang and try to command cultivators?

But rather...

Yun Wuyai left the crowd and, while everyone else went to the fields to watch the excitement, he randomly chose a house that looked relatively well-off and barged inside.

After closing the doors and windows, Yun Wuyai, who had been hiding for many days, was finally able to catch his breath and began to meditate cross-legged.

Visualize the dantian (lower abdomen).

A mysterious black aura was faintly gathering inside.

"Pfft..." Yun Wuyai suddenly spat out blood. He opened his eyes, his gaze filled with extreme anger, and roared at the empty house:

"What exactly are you people?"

"Get out here right now!"

"Hehehe—" Suddenly, Yun Wuyai, whose face was pale, raised a strange and sinister smile on his right cheek, and his body was filled with a bloody aura.

"thing?"

“We are from another higher-level plane realm, the Immortal Devourer Clan, whose racial talents are superior to those of humans like Bill.”

Several different eerie sounds, like ghostly wails and howls, emanated from Yun Wuyai's throat, echoing throughout the room.

Yun Wuyai stiffly tugged at his left cheek, which he could still control, and said sarcastically, "Ha! You're really arrogant. You can even devour immortals? Then why were you banished back to the underground? And why were you sealed away?"

Over the years, Yun Wuyai has not been without vigilance regarding the monster that inexplicably "possessed" in his body.

The other party has a strange origin and views all human forces in Zhongzhou as enemies.

Through Yun Wuyai's intermittent probing, a shocking piece of news was finally revealed—

Beneath the Central Plains, there exists a seal that seals away these inhuman and ghostly monsters.

"You don't believe me? Then recall the scene at Nine Profound Valley. Do you really think you can still question our abilities now?"

Yun Wuyai's face darkened.

As a third-tier power in the Central Plains, Nine Profound Valley has not seen a shortage of disciples in recent years. In order to stabilize the seal, it has lost a lot of top-level combat power. However, apart from the four guardian elders in the Void Refinement stage, the sect still has ten Nascent Soul cultivators, including the sect leader and other elders.

The day my entire family was wiped out...

Ten Nascent Soul level sect experts could not last more than half an hour under that extremely strange Nightmare Qi Chaos Formation before their souls were completely destroyed, their blood and spiritual energy were drained from their bodies, and even the Nascent Soul cultivators did not have time to escape.

That horrifying scene was something Yun Wuyai had never witnessed in his life.

"Jiejiejie——"

"Are you afraid? Are you scared? We can feel it!"

Yun Wuyai gritted his teeth and denied it: "Afraid? I, Yun Wuyai, have never been afraid!"

"Yes, yes, yes! It's all about attitude! Very good! Excellent!"

Amidst the pervasive nightmare aura, several eerie and hollow faces vaguely appeared, their expressions a mixture of laughter and tears, surrounding Yun Wuyai. Their manic and seductive voices carried a hint of mockery.

"They're nothing but ants. It's their honor, those ants, that they were able to use their flesh and blood to trigger the seal's fluctuations and allow us to escape! Hehehehe!!!"

"And you, Yun Wuyai, are an accomplice in the massacre of the Nine Profound Valley!"

"It's all because of your special physique that you were able to conceal the traces of the Nightmare Qi and prevent those ants from Nine Profound Valley from noticing it."

"Shut up!" Yun Wuyai's face was extremely ugly.

He didn't want to recall the events of that time.

But these strange faces seemed to understand his inner thoughts, relentlessly forcing him to face reality—

"According to your human race's terms, Yun Wuyai, you and we... are now in the same boat, hehehe! The entire human forces of Zhongzhou want to kill you as soon as possible, hehehe!!"

"You are a traitor! A traitor to humanity, hehehe!!!"