Auspicious Spirit God

"Kid, don't be ungrateful. What the young master fancies is meant for the Ancestor. Hand it over quickly!"

The people surrounding the young nobleman shouted, reaching out to snatch it.

The young man clutched the blue tile tightly, refusing to let go.

As soon as this commotion started, many people quickly gathered to watch.

"Isn't that Granny Fan's grandson, Qin Yuyan!"

"Why is he clashing with the Priest's young master!"

"Granny Fan is seriously ill, and she relies on her grandson to sell trinkets and get medicinal herbs to prolong her life. If they offend Young Master Hachamu of the Priest's family, both grandmother and grandson might lose their lives!"

"Why!"

"This thing is mine, why should I give it to you!"

Qin Yuyan shouted angrily. Seeing the medicinal herb containing life force about to be obtained, and his grandmother's illness might improve, how could he be willing to let them snatch the blue tile away.

Hachamu sneered disdainfully and said, "I'll tell you why!"

"Because my Ancestor is favored by the 'Auspicious Spirit God'!"

"Because my Ancestor fought for the Minping Tribe and protected its people!"

"Since you live here, you should know that it is your fortune to have your things taken by me. Do you dare to have other thoughts?"

Qin Yuyan's face turned red, his chest heaving, unsure how to respond. He gritted his teeth but still refused to let go.

Hachamu chanted a spell, and an 'Auspicious Water Pattern' appeared on his face. A faint mist of water transformed into a rope, attempting to snatch the blue tile from Qin Yuyan's hand.

Chen Ming watched clearly from the side. The young master of the Priest's family, Hachamu, was just a mortal. He used the mist by chanting a spell, borrowing the power of the 'Auspicious Spirit God' through the 'Auspicious Water Pattern'.

As the water rope flew halfway, Qin Yuyan knew he couldn't keep the blue tile. He raised it high, intending to smash them all to pieces!

Chen Ming waved his hand, dispersing the water, and the blue tile in Qin Yuyan's hand also came into his possession.

"In a transaction, there's a first come, first served rule. I said I wanted to buy it, so it's mine!" Chen Ming said calmly.

"Who are you, daring to meddle in my affairs!"

Hachamu saw Chen Ming effortlessly dispel his spiritual power and felt apprehensive, knowing this person had some skill and dared not be overly presumptuous.

But as he spoke, he saw the blue tile in Chen Ming's hand, and also a vibrant medicinal herb.

"This person is not from the tribe, and his skills should be limited. Otherwise, why would he trade such a medicinal herb for that tile? Let's just snatch it all. With the Ancestor here, he probably wouldn't dare to make a fuss."

"If he dares to make a fuss, we'll make sure he can't leave!"

Hachamu's thoughts raced. He shouted, "You Daoist, you stole my family's medicinal herb and dare to flaunt yourself. Hand over the tile and the herb and surrender!"

Chen Ming heard this and laughed heartily, "If you have the ability, come and get it!"

Hachamu did not dare to be careless. He commanded his subordinates, who formed a mysterious formation with him in the center. He silently chanted a sacrificial incantation, and 'Auspicious Water Patterns' instantly covered his body.

As the 'Auspicious Water Patterns' appeared, Hachamu borrowed streams of water, condensing them into knives, forks, swords, and halberds, pointing them at Chen Ming in mid-air.

"If your 'Auspicious Spirit God' used such a minor technique, I would still take two steps back. What can you do to me with it!"

As Chen Ming's words fell, Hachamu's expression changed. "How dare you disrespect a deity, you deserve to die!"

The knives, forks, swords, and halberds condensed from water charged towards Chen Ming.

Chen Ming did not dodge. He spat out a breath of green energy, which redirected Hachamu's technique back at him.

Hachamu's soul was almost scared out of him. He shouted, "Reverse!"

His subordinates quickly reversed their formation, and the 'Auspicious Patterns' on Hachamu's body also flipped.

Just as the spell was about to hit him, it was barely reversed, turning back into mist.

At this moment, Hachamu knew he had encountered a formidable opponent.

"This is the Minping Tribe, how dare you harm me!"

Hachamu roared, intending to make Chen Ming hesitate and not kill him.

But he didn't know Chen Ming's nature.

Chen Ming himself practiced 'Demon Refining Methods', which were the most unrestrained, and he feared threats the least.

His expression darkened. "Oh? Not only will I injure you, but I will also kill you!"

With that, poisonous smoke rose behind Chen Ming, and dense swarms of insects poured out.

"Demon!"

"Ancestor, save me!"

Hachamu cried out in alarm, turning to flee.

He used his subordinates as shields, and they were engulfed by the swarm, instantly reduced to bare bones, clattering to the ground.

This was, after all, the territory of the Minping Tribe, and it instantly alerted Hachamu's Ancestor, the priest of the 'Auspicious Spirit God'.

"What a demon!"

The priest Ancestor, Hachachar, although a 'Divine Attendant', also possessed the strength of the 'Qi Gathering Realm'.

He sensed Chen Ming's strength, realizing he couldn't resist it, but he didn't panic.

The tribal elder Hachachar, channeling his Magical Power, caused complex water patterns to appear above the Minping Tribe, forming a grand formation.

"What kind of demon dares to cause trouble in the Minping Tribe!"

"This is a land protected by the Auspicious Spirit God, retreat quickly!"

Hachachar used the great formation to shield Hachamu, his voice echoing through the air.

The Minping Tribe was not the only tribe that believed in the Auspicious Spirit God; there were many others, large and small.

The reason the Minping Tribe had reached its current scale was because they could communicate with the Gods and borrow their divine power.

However, Hachachar was old, and in their lineage, only Hachamu could summon the water element.

If Hachamu died, and then he himself died, the Minping Tribe would surely decline.

Thus, Hachamu had been pampered, never expecting him to provoke such a demon today.

Chen Ming stared at the water pattern formation, estimating it could trap an ordinary Contemplation Realm cultivator.

But before Chen Ming, the formation was nothing to fear!

"Break!"

Chen Ming shouted, and a Golden Light Divine Flame shot from his eyes.

The great formation above the Minping Tribe was instantly torn open by the Golden Light Divine Flame, creating a large hole.

Hachachar was greatly shocked, never expecting Chen Ming's methods to be so powerful.

"Ah!"

Suddenly, Hachachar felt a sharp pain in his foot.

The insects Chen Ming had released had followed the Golden Light Divine Flame to Hachachar's location and bitten him.

The poison entered his body through his ankle.

A layer of black mist spread across Hachachar's face.

He ignored everything else, took out pills from his side, swallowed them, then retracted the water pattern formation, drawing it over himself to suppress the poison and maintain his consciousness.

Hachachar no longer dared to be careless and used the sacrificial ritual to summon the "Auspicious Spirit God."

The Auspicious Spirit God was cultivating in its Divine Domain when it was suddenly awakened by Hachachar's sacrificial chant.

The Auspicious Spirit God looked down from its Divine Domain and clearly saw the scene in the Minping Tribe.

"How did they get involved with such a demon, this is troublesome. If I don't intervene, the faith of the Minping Tribe will be broken!"

The Auspicious Spirit God manifested its true form, left its Divine Domain, and descended upon the Minping Tribe, following Hachachar's sacrificial connection.