God's Messenger? The Mysterious Blood Bead! Dragging his weakened body, the Village Master returned home.
He glanced toward Elder Wu Seven's house.
No matter what the other man thought, at least there was finally an underling. Not bad.
Walking to the window, the Village Master shut the door and windows.
Then he sat cross-legged on the bed as described in his mind.
Cultivation—this was the first time he had ever heard of it.
Time passed.
An hour went by.
The village was exceptionally quiet that morning.
Some people, having learned the truth about the gods, had initially wanted to trouble Elder Wu Seven. But once they learned they too could find people to help them cultivate, they all left.
There were not many nearby villages.
Going any farther would be far too troublesome.
Rather than cause trouble, they might as well use the time to spread the Qi Refining Formula. In the end, they might even receive some reward points.
The Village Master, sitting cross-legged on the bed, suddenly shuddered and opened his cloudy eyes.
Yet this gaze was completely different from before.
There was now something peculiar in it.
"This Village Master's home is pretty shabby."
Gu Yuan rose from the bed and looked around.
He was now controlling two bodies.
One was the electric fan over there, and the other was the Village Master.
Gu Yuan had not originally intended to descend into a human body, but sitting atop that altar for so long had truly been boring.
An inanimate object really could not compare to a living being.
He moved the Village Master's body a little.
There was another reason he had chosen the Village Master.
He really wanted to know how the Village Master predicted the rules.
Let me look through his memories.
Standing where he