Chapter 459
Xiao Mai: "Hei Huang, when it comes to being a dog, you're still the professional!"
Xiao Sang: "Ye Hei's brother really is a bit of a dog. Earlier, Sect Master Yue sent out an elixir red packet—I ate it and threw up. That stuff was terrible."
Yue Buxun: "My alchemy skills should've improved a lot by now—how could this happen!!!"
Su Xiao: "Come on, Sect Master Yue. No matter how much you've improved, compared to Taixuan's elixirs, it's still heaven and earth apart. But don't lose heart—just grow your own spiritual herbs and slowly brew them for fun. The cost isn't high."
Yue Buxun: "…"
Rem: "Huh, people from the Witch Cult have arrived!"
Su Xiao: "Live stream! Live stream! I want to see little Rem and Ram!"
Xiao Mai: "I want to watch too. If you can't handle them, call me—I, Xiao Mai, will make the Witch Cult know that the King cannot be insulted!"
Gabbiani: "Wow, you're also An Nan?"
Ye Hei: "Xiao Mai: When you meet an Emperor and don't bow, your fate is already lost!"
Xiao Mai: "Hehe!"
【Ding, Rem has started a live stream—everyone come and watch!】
【Ding, Su Xiao has entered the live stream.】
【Ding, Han Paopao has entered the live stream.】
【…】
Beneath the night sky, the ghost tribe village was eerily quiet; outside the village, figures swiftly approached, exuding faint traces of evil energy.
Before the village, two small figures stood there—delicate yet radiating an unshakable aura.
The two figures were naturally Rem and Ram, one with sky-blue hair, the other with pale pink hair, their eyes bright and exceedingly cute.
"Big brothers and sisters, the Witch Cult has come—today, let me and my sister put on a show for you." Rem, full of pride, clenched her tiny fist, and instantly, tornadoes appeared in the sky.
Ram whispered: "Are everyone watching? Is Dao Jun Brother here?"
Her expression brightened as she waved her hand, and immediately, streaks of firelight emerged from the void.
Having cultivated the Taixuan Magic Scripture, their magic was all-elemental—they could summon any magical energy at will.
"Go!"
The next instant, boundless energy descended like thunder, exploding with blinding light.
Boom—
The Witch Cult members were instantly obliterated, and even the earth trembled.
The ghost tribe villagers awoke, bursting from their homes to find the road before the village gone, replaced by a massive pit several li across.
The center of the pit was charred black, and the air carried the scent of burnt meat.
"Gurgle… gurgle… gurgle…"
Underground water veins surged forth, and the pit quickly became a lake.
"Rem, Ram, what happened?"
Everyone turned to them and asked.
"Witch Cult members attacked—they've all been eliminated."
Ram pointed at the pit and said so.
"Did you do this?"
"Yes." Ram nodded.
No one could believe it.
Two ten-year-old ghost tribe girls had unleashed such power—even the so-called Sword Saint couldn't manage it.
Though the ghost tribe was a powerful race, their strength still had limits.
"How did you do this?"
Ram said: "Of course it was bestowed by the Divine—one who came to attack us was foretold by the Divine."
"Divine?"
Everyone was startled. "It's truly the Divine?"
This world had witches—and naturally, it had deities.
But deities usually existed only in legends, never appearing in the mortal realm.
Now, the deity had sprung from Ram's lips—the ghost tribe was both stunned and overjoyed.
Stunned because—this deity's nature was unknown, good or evil.
Joyful because—the deity had chosen the ghost tribe first, the ultimate honor.
"Which deity is this? Has any divine decree been bestowed?"
Ram shook her head: "The deity's name is Hunyuan Wuji Taixuan Dao Jun! As for the divine decree—the deity has not issued any, so it seems the deity has no demands."
"Hunyuan Wuji…"
"What does that mean?"
For people from another world, Chinese was still too hard to understand.
Without a chat group to translate, without divine transmission, no one knew what this deity's name meant.
After pondering for a while, the most learned among the ghost tribe stepped forward: "The deity's name can only be understood by divine messengers—it's natural we don't comprehend it. From now on, Ram and Rem shall be our deity's holy maidens, responsible for worshiping the deity and conveying its divine will."
"Starting tomorrow, let's build the deity's shrine first."
"Yes."
Who would oppose? Ram and Rem had gained such immense power simply by being favored by the deity.
How powerful must the deity behind them be?
With such a backer, how could the ghost tribe possibly object?
Chat group.
Xiao Mai: "So brutal—they haven't even met yet, and Rem and Ram have already turned the Witch Cult members to ash."
Xiao Bai: "Impressive. Rem hasn't cultivated long, yet she's already this powerful."
Bai Suzhen: "More importantly, I remember Rem never bought any elixirs—she achieved this entirely through her own cultivation."
Hu Yifei: "It seems the Dao Lord's creation of the Magic Path is exceptional—within such a short time, Rem and the others have gained such astonishing power."
【Ding, chat group activity has reached threshold. New member joining now.】
【Ding, the utterly ordinary high school student has joined the chat group.】
【Ding, the Holy Mother Young Lady has joined the chat group.】
【Ding, the Emperor of a Thousand Ages has joined the chat group.】
End of Chapter
