I'll Quit Being a God

Chapter 177: Wu Ergong

In the courtyard, Lu Heng was lost in his thoughts.

The two methods gave him inspiration, which he had never thought of before.

However, he saw some hope in these two secret books.

Under the gate of Hanyu Mountain now, there is the Demon Cultivator Sun Yan, the Daoist cultivator Xiao Ai, an even more bizarre Gu Yan, and the strange one who cultivates heavenly thunder - himself.

Xiao Ai and Gu Yan are now cultivating according to the cultivation methods of the demon race, making very slow progress.

After all, Xiao Ai and Gu Yan are not real demonic cultivators.

Even if Lu Heng were to develop a technique that allows one to cultivate the Heavenly Thunder Body, he would likely be the only one in the world who can cultivate it.

After all, besides him, who obtained the Heavenly Thunder by coincidence, no one else in the world can summon it.

In the future, new cultivation methods will need to be tailored specifically for Xiao Ai and Gu Yan.

If he can develop a cultivation method that allows everyone to cultivate, then wouldn't Xiao Ai and Gu Yan be able to cultivate with him too?

Such a novel yet interesting idea made Lu Heng quite pleased.

He was sitting in the small courtyard, intently reading the "Divine Skill" and "Demon Sutra" that he had in his hands.

When he was in Fushan City before, Lu Heng had already read a lot of books and had a general understanding of the cultivation methods of the various parties.

In the library of Fushan City's Fire God Temple, there are even cultivation methods for the magical path and the evil path.

Lu Heng was fortunate enough to have seen these extremely secretive cultivation manuals.

Of course, all the methods of cultivation put together are not as good as the two secret books in Lu Heng's hands.

But those cultivation methods of a slightly lower level are varied and greatly enriched Lu Heng's knowledge.

Now with these two top-level cultivation methods, Lu Heng instantly grasped their similarities and was filled with inspiration.

In the small courtyard, Huo Feng had slept inside the house for three days, and Lu Heng also sat outside without moving for three days.

Those two short works "Demon Sutra" and "Divine Skill" may be brief, yet they are profoundly mysterious. It could be said that they are the best of the secret arts that Lu Heng had seen.

Some of the content in it, although unrelated to heavenly thunder, made Lu Heng have a deeper understanding and appreciation for his own heavenly thunder after seeing it.

He had only gone through the materials for three days, but he was speaking as if he was sitting with two extraordinary beings, and he had gained a lot.

"Hmm...These two sets of cultivation methods, I could show them both during our next discussion."

When Lu Heng put down the book, he shook his head and smiled, thinking of the two friends he had met in Dragon Falling Mountains.

Jiu Mei and Zhu Jiuyin... with their personalities, would likely be ecstatic upon seeing these two secret books.

And Lu Heng, currently has not fully understood these two secret books.

Even it can be said, barely started to understand.

But now is not the time to read scriptures of methods.

After receiving the two secret books, Lu Heng looked towards the small courtyard in front of him.

Silver-haired Xiao Ai stayed by his side as usual, meditating in a cross-legged position, and waiting for Lu Heng's orders at any time.

The little Gu Yan, without doing anything, was now squatting outside the cage of the sick fat bird, pocking it one after another, as if trying to stir its instinct for survival.

What a pity that the fat bird was now too lazy to even move. It had already given up on escaping before. It had been trapped in the netherworld for the last ten days or so and was even suffering from the death Qi, looking like it could die at any moment.

Lu Heng suspected that even if a knife was placed in front of the fat bird and said it was going to be killed, the bird wouldn't even move a bit.

Of course, Lu Heng didn't wake up because Gu Yan was pulling a prank.

He looked at the door of the little courtyard and smiled, saying, "Xiao Ai, go open the door."

The silver-haired girl with animal ears stood up hastily, saying, "Yes sir."

The little girl quickly arrived at the entrance of the courtyard and then gently opened the gate.

Outside the courtyard of the post house, there stood a tall and robust man wearing a scarlet long robe.

In the Fire Hating Country, red is the most exalted color, and only the royal family may use it.

The man in front of them was even more extraordinary, wearing a royal robe and crown with an imposing aura...

Lu Heng stood up with a smile, bowed his hands and said, "I'm Lu Heng of Hanyu Mountain, nice to meet you, the Lord of Fire Hating Country."

Before the gate of the court was opened, he only felt that there was a powerful cultivator visiting outside the door. But he didn't expect that the one who came was actually the Ruler of the Fire Hating Country.

Faced with Lu Heng, the ruler of Fire Hating Country couldn't bear to be too disrespectful, so he quickly returned the courtesy and said.

"I'm Wu Ergong of the Fire Hating Country, nice to meet you too, Wolf God."

After Xiao Ai brought the tall and sturdy Fire Hating Country's leader to Lu Heng's side.

Lu Heng smiled and gestured, "Please be seated, Your Majesty."

Next they watched the tea ceremony, a very common ritual.

Lu Heng didn't know the Fire Hating Country's Lord, and was curious about his visit.

But Wu Ergong didn't play dumb either, he smiled and thanked Xiao Ai for the tea, then looked towards Lu Heng and smiled.

"Upon hearing that the Wolf God had arrived in this city's post office, I immediately rushed over."

"As one of the younger generation, I should not have come to bother you. However, there is an issue I must inform the Wolf God about, so I have no choice but to come here... I hope the Wolf God will forgive me."

Wu Ergong's posture was very low.

Therefore, Lu Heng became even more curious.

"The Lord, you do you know me?"

He is in the South Sea, it seems he doesn't have much of a reputation yet...

But Wu Ergong's explanation immediately made Lu Heng understand.

"It's like this," Wu Ergong said with a laugh, "Not long ago, the ruler of the Immortal Kingdom, Luo Yuzun, suddenly sent a message to the states of the South Sea, saying that there is a marvelous Taoist cultivator looking for someone named Huo Feng in the South Sea, who is a disciple of the Yun Sect. He was abducted by the infamous Erba God Man."

"Luo Yunjun sent a message to all the countries, hoping that those in the South Sea would pay attention to the search. Although I am just the ruler of a small country, I have some enthusiasm and have long despised the Erba God Man."

"Therefore a command was recently sent out to all cities; if there is any news concerning Wolf God or Huo Feng, one must inform of it timely."

"Therefore, after you arrived at Fire Hating Country, I quickly knew the news."

Wu Ergong's narration made Lu Heng suddenly enlightened.

It turns out it is Luo Yujun helping from behind...

It seems that the name of the ancient cultivator is very useful.

The mere name of the ruler of the Immortal Kingdom would certainly not be enough to arouse the attention of all the rulers of the countries in the South Sea.

This Fire Hating Country was so focused because of the fame of Lu Heng's "ancient cultivator identity".

After a friend was taken away by Erba God Man, this so-called Wolf God still dared to go looking for trouble. It must take considerable courage.

If such news gets out, it is feared that no country in the South Sea will dare to ignore it and will definitely help.

If they can help, it might even build a good relationship and be of great help in the future. After all, friendship with an old monster from ancient times is really useful in terms of human relations.

Although Lu Heng is not some ancient cultivator at all...

Oh, these people, too superstitious of the so-called ancient times?

Is it only ancient monsters that can be powerful?

In the Dragon Falling Mountains, the old ascetic cultivator Jiu Mie, who had been cultivating for only a few hundred years, could sit and discuss with Zhu Jiuyin without losing his composure, couldn't he?

Lu Heng sighed sadly.

Seeing Wu Ergong's reverential look in front of him, he sighed helplessly in his heart.

Knowing no one would believe him anyway; he was too lazy to argue, but he didn't expect it to become more intense.

Now that his fame has spread to this extent, it's probably impossible to stop the gossip that he is an ancient monster.

In the small yard, Lu Heng sighed in his heart but kept a faint smile on his face.

Meanwhile, Wu Ergong continued to tell his story.

"In the news sent back from the post house, I knew that the Wolf God had saved his friend, so I was relieved. But I still want to know if the Erba God Man..."

Wu Ergong was incredibly concerned about this matter.

The sixteen little monsters ran rampant in the South Sea, occasionally coming out to cause trouble.

Every time they appeared, there were always sea sprites and monsters following. Everywhere the went, they created chaos.

What's worse, every time these sixteen little monsters appeared, they would kidnap one or two highly cultivated cultivators. Those who were abducted would disappear from the mortal world and never come back.

Some descendants of the cultivators who were kidnapped encountered the sixteen small monsters hundreds of years later. They questioned where their relative was taken, only to receive the news that they had been cooked and eaten.

Such atrocious behavior, whether true or false, has enraged the countries of the South Sea.

Those sixteen little monsters were incredibly slippery, only appearing every few hundred years. Each time they were caught, they would disappear again and couldn't be found.

Those cultivators who were taken away were mostly citizens of the South Sea countries, and they were the pillars of sects in each country.

The South Sea countries all sincerely wish that the sixteen little monsters would just die directly.

Seeing Lu Heng reconnect with his friends, Wu Ergong was filled with concern.

Lu Heng didn't hide either. He smiled and said, "When I found them, the sixteen little monsters gave up resistance and detonated themselves to death."

"I don't know if they left anything behind, but at least the sixteen small monsters in front of my eyes have had their souls completely wiped out."

"Even if they do have some kind of ancient secret way to stay alive, it would be hard for them to quickly return to do further evil."

Lu Heng's narrative made Wu Ergong slightly excited.

He quickly got up and bowed deeply to Lu Heng.

"I must express my gratitude to you, the Wolf God, on behalf of the countries of the South Sea. Thank you for relieving us of this disaster in the South Sea!"

Wu Ergong's gratitude and respect came from the heart.

After all, the sixteen little monsters were too dangerous.

Now that they can be gotten rid of, it is definitely a wonderful thing.

Lu Heng shook his head and said, "Lord, you don't have to thank me. Erba God Man's self-explosion was very simple, which made me feel suspicious."

"I suspect they didn't really die. It's just a kind of special magic that made me think that they were dead. Who knows, we may meet them again in the future."

Lu Heng's words were sincere and genuine.

Yet Wu Ergong still couldn't hide his joy, smilingly saying, "No matter what, even if the Erba God is still alive. Being punished by the Wolf God, they definitely won't dare be arrogant anymore this time, we still have to thank you... Haha..."