Godhood of Mount Luofeng

Yellow Wind Little Sage asked in a drawn-out tone, "How much do you actually know about this Northern Yin Mountain Temple?"

Fu Ming immediately replied respectfully, "All we know is that this Northern Yin Mountain Temple appears to be a manifestation of some Lost Mythology, attached to the rules of the Celestial Circuit Realm.

Under normal circumstances, the Northern Yin Mountain Temple remained hidden. Only when the Celestial Circuit Realm underwent an abnormal change would the temple take the initiative to manifest in the world.

Since we took possession of these ghost-god bodies, the Northern Yin Mountain Temple has manifested eight times. Nearly every time, a great number of Mythic Walkers came to probe it, seeking to enter the temple.

Among them were no shortage of Mythic Walkers at Scavenger Perfection, but we expelled them all through the rules."

Fu Ming's words confirmed Yellow Wind Little Sage's suspicions. The several Northern Yin Mountain Temples Xu Yu of the Investigation Bureau had mentioned were merely manifestations of the same temple at different stages.

The Investigation Bureau's inability to enter the mountain temple was also the work of Fu Ming and Hui Yuan.

Yellow Wind Little Sage almost wanted to praise them with a "Well done!"

Being able to disrupt the Investigation Bureau's plans was unquestionably a good thing for Yellow Wind Little Sage.

However, in order not to ruin his "mouse persona," Yellow Wind Little Sage merely nodded, then asked curiously:

"Since you have become part of the Northern Yin Mountain Temple's rules, have you ever considered using those Mythic Walkers who came to explore to determine the realm where this temple is located?

If you could pinpoint the temple's location, then with your cooperation, you should be able to reap some benefits from it, no?"

Fu Ming and Hui Yuan exchanged a glance before hurriedly shaking their heads.

"Since we cast a wisp of our divided souls into the Lost Mythology, we became part of that mythology and must abide by its rules.

We cannot investigate its secrets, nor can we forcibly interfere. Should we show the slightest transgression, we would suffer an unimaginable and terrifying backlash that might even endanger our true bodies."

Hui Yuan added from the side, "And once this wisp of our divided soul returns, most of the information concerning the mythology will also dissipate, leaving behind only scattered memories.

We are not true ghost-gods. All we do is play the part of ghost-gods!"

Yellow Wind Little Sage nodded thoughtfully.

Realizing that he could not obtain much information about the Northern Yin Mountain Temple from the two ghost-gods, Yellow Wind Little Sage looked toward the temple's main hall and asked:

"Can I go in now?"

The two ghost-gods nodded repeatedly, their faces full of respect. "Of course!"

"Please enter the hall, Little Sage!"

With his hands clasped behind his back, Yellow Wind Little Sage swaggered into the temple.

After being swept by the wind art of Inner Threefold Samadhi, the mountain temple's main hall was already a complete wreck.

The murals on the walls depicting the Mythic Era, as well as the stone statues standing along both sides, had mostly been destroyed.

After searching with his gaze, Yellow Wind Little Sage found no Mythic Material capable of triggering the panel. This was rather different from the secret-realm temple he had imagined.

"Could the Yinshan Investigation Branch have emptied it out?"

Thinking back to the more than thirty Scavenger Fourth Rank Mythic Walkers from the Investigation Bureau before the mountain temple, Yellow Wind Little Sage was somewhat skeptical.

More than thirty Scavenger Fourth Rank individuals represented at least a hundred Spiritual Dust-quality Mythic Materials possessing Mythic Traits.

Moreover, not every Mythic Material could serve as advancement material. It needed to match the divine lineage chart before it could be accommodated. That only further proved the Yinshan Investigation Branch's abundant reserves.

Other than the Northern Yin Mountain Temple having been emptied out, Yellow Wind Little Sage could think of no other explanation.

"Not even one left behind. The people from the Investigation Bureau are the real rats!"

Yellow Wind Little Sage grumbled under his breath.

After his search proved fruitless, Yellow Wind Little Sage could only turn his gaze toward the sole offering table in the main hall that Inner Threefold Samadhi had not destroyed.

Upon that dust-covered offering table stood an ebony spirit tablet.

When he had observed it from afar earlier, Yellow Wind Little Sage had not seen any Mythic Material panel on it.

Now that he had entered the hall to inspect it, a string of clear text finally appeared before Yellow Wind Little Sage.

[Northern Yin Six Heavens, Godhood of Mount Luofeng

Type: Earth Deity Godhood

Quality: Unknown

Mythic Trait: Unknown

Description: %...&*￥# Within an erroneous Lost Mythology, Northern Yin Fengdu was lost, the Six Heavens of Mount Luofeng never returned to their positions, and only Mount Luofeng remained to suppress the Netherworld. Its incense offerings and faith-wish power transformed into this godhood.

A false godhood that had never manifested in the world, yet it was entangled with the status of Northern Yin Fengdu. A god once hoped to forge falsehood into truth, but ultimately perished, and the godhood fell into other hands.]

Yellow Wind Little Sage's pupils abruptly constricted as he stared fixedly at the seemingly battered godhood before him.

Zhou Yao, far away in the real world, was likewise visibly moved, unable to suppress the excitement on his face.

This was undoubtedly the highest-status item Zhou Yao had seen since transmigrating.

A tiny spirit tablet was actually connected to the Northern Yin Fengdu Great Emperor and the ghost-gods of the Six Heavens of Mount Luofeng!

In terms of status, even Yellow Wind Great Sage at the height of his power was far inferior to Fengdu Great Emperor, the great deity who governed the Ninefold Underworld.

"Godhood of Mount Luofeng, the status of Northern Yin Fengdu—no wonder the Investigation Bureau has always sought to seize this item.

In terms of value alone, this seemingly inconspicuous, battered spirit tablet even surpassed the Mythic Material of the False God Ember!"

Suddenly, a thought flashed through Zhou Yao's mind.

"My true body has not yet accommodated a Mythic Trait. I am still merely an ordinary person.

If I can obtain this Mythic Material and accommodate its Mythic Trait, then after becoming a Mythic Walker, my potential will surely be unimaginable!"

In almost an instant, Zhou Yao resolved that he had to obtain this spirit tablet.

Yellow Wind Little Sage instinctively extended his little claw toward the offering table.

But at that moment, a bright silver spear and a keen-edged precious sword crossed before Yellow Wind Little Sage, blocking his path.

At some point, the two gatekeeping ghost-gods had arrived in the main hall. The armored ghost-gods stood before the offering table, seeming to radiate divine light.

In a daze, the two ghost-gods appeared ever taller and more majestic, while their auras strengthened at a visible rate, far surpassing the state they had been in when they fought Yellow Wind Little Sage before.

It seemed that if Yellow Wind Little Sage overstepped even slightly, both his form and spirit would be cut down.

"The rules?"

Yellow Wind Little Sage asked calmly.

The two ghost-gods looked nervous, but their hands did not shift in the slightest.

"Please forgive us, Little Sage. The second rule of the Northern Yin Mountain Temple is that no one who is not of the Netherworld may touch the godhood."

This was also within Yellow Wind Little Sage's expectations. If it could truly be removed so easily, why would the Investigation Bureau have left it until now?

Yellow Wind Little Sage pressed, "What counts as someone of the Netherworld?"

Fu Ming revealed a troubled expression. "We do not know either. At the very least, under the Northern Yin Mountain Temple's rules, even we two Netherworld officials of the Merit and Demerit Office do not qualify."

Yellow Wind Little Sage looked astonished. "You were Netherworld divine officials entered into the register of fate and granted investiture after the City God was reestablished, yet you still do not meet the Northern Yin Mountain Temple's requirements.

Could it be that an ancient Underworld deity must personally arrive?"

Hui Yuan also wore a bitter expression. "At the very least, one would need a personal written decree from an Underworld deity. But mythology has been lost for thousands of years—where could any Underworld deity still exist?

Obtaining this mountain godhood is already as difficult as ascending to the heavens."

Upon hearing this, an inspiration flashed through Yellow Wind Little Sage's mind, and he sank into thought.

He could not find an Underworld deity, but a deity's written decree might not be impossible to obtain.

"That Fortune Shop owner, Xie An, accommodated White Impermanence's most important Wealth-at-First-Sight Hat. I wonder whether his personally written decree would work?"