Chapter 10: Low-Level Soul Stone

God Child is mighty, one arrow destroys the enemy.

In the stone hall, Witch Grandma and the elders stared at Zhang Xingyu like a monster.

Gu Yuyao blinked her big eyes: "The God Child can really pull the God Bow!"

Wutie widened his bear eyes: "This guy can actually pull the God Bow? Could he really be the God Child?"

Outside the stone hall, the remaining Three Immortals of Cloud Mountain were scared back dozens of feet.

After shooting this arrow, Zhang Xingyu only felt dizzy and weak.

He sat on the ground, panting heavily.

Gu Yuyao was about to step forward to help him up, but Witch Grandma waved her hand lightly to stop her.

After a long time, Zhang Xingyu felt that he had regained a trace of strength.

Seeing that Zhang Xingyu's pale face finally had a trace of blood, Witch Grandma walked up to him slowly and asked softly: "God Child, can you use the artifact?"

Zhang Xingyu nodded.

After a pause, he said to Witch Grandma: "Pulling the God Bow requires consuming God Yuan value, my God Yuan value is not enough, I need things that can increase God Yuan value."

"God Yuan value?" Witch Grandma looked at him suspiciously.

"It's things that can enhance the power of the soul." Zhang Xingyu saw her misunderstanding and added.

Witch Grandma nodded, reached out and took a gray stone from the dragon-headed crutch in her hand, and handed it to Zhang Xingyu.

"God Child, this is a stone passed down from the ancestors, named Soul Stone. It is said that this kind of stone is taken from a creature named Soul Beast. You try it and see if it can be used to increase the God Yuan value you mentioned." Witch Grandma introduced.

"Good!"

Zhang Xingyu was not polite either. Now is not the time to be polite. Although the Four Immortals of Cloud Mountain hung one person, the remaining three still had no intention of leaving. The crisis was still not resolved.

Zhang Xingyu reached out to take the Soul Stone and placed it lightly on his forehead.

He closed his eyes and communicated with the system in his mind: "System, system, can this stone increase God Yuan value?"

The system did not live up to expectations: "Ding-dong, congratulations to the host for obtaining a low-level Soul Stone, contributing 5,000 points of God Yuan, your current God Yuan balance is 5,004 points."

Just when Zhang Xingyu was communicating with the system, everyone in the hall was looking at him quietly.

On Zhang Xingyu's forehead, the gray Soul Stone emitted green light and continued to shrink at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After a while, the Soul Stone disappeared completely.

"Soul Stone is effective." Zhang Xingyu opened his eyes and nodded to Witch Grandma.

"However, this Soul Stone is not enough to support me to pull the God Bow." Zhang Xingyu added regretfully.

"We still have Soul Stones here." Other elders in the stone hall heard this and took off the Soul Stones embedded on the crutches one after another.

Zhang Xingyu took the Soul Stones one by one, sat cross-legged on the ground, and prepared to absorb all the God Yuan values contained in these Soul Stones.

Just then, the scolding of the Four Immortals of Cloud Mountain came from outside the stone hall again.

"Listen to the people inside, give you an incense stick of time to hand over the treasure. Otherwise, we will kill all your clansmen." Feather Immortal shouted at the stone hall with a cold face.

Everyone looked out and saw Feather Immortal, Scissors Immortal, and Dao Immortal pushing a group of villagers to the front of the stone hall.

"All kneel down!" Dao Immortal shouted loudly at the villagers.

The villagers glared at him one after another.

"Let us go, you bad guys." A little boy wearing animal skin waved his small fist at him.

Dao Immortal saw this, raised the whisk in his hand, and swept it toward the little boy's head.

"Boom!"

The little boy's head exploded, and white brain matter splashed everywhere.

"Son!"

The little boy's mother hugged her headless son and cried loudly.

"Return my son!"

The little boy's father rushed toward Dao Immortal with red eyes.

The whisk was raised again, and the little boy's father fell to the ground unwillingly with his eyes wide open.

On his chest, streams of red blood sprayed out.

Seeing her son and husband die one after another, the little boy's mother tilted her head and fainted.

Dao Immortal shouted fiercely at the crowd in the hall: "Listen to the people inside, hurry up and hand over your treasure. Otherwise, every time a breath passes, I will kill one of your clansmen."

Seeing him act so cruelly, everyone in the hall was so angry that their eyes were red and their hair was standing up.

"We want to avenge the villagers." Wutie roared with clenched fists.

"Can't let them kill our clansmen." Several elders cried with tears.

"Grandma, what should we do?" Gu Yuyao looked at Witch Grandma with tearful eyes.

Witch Grandma wiped the old tears from the corner of her eyes with her sleeve, and then said softly to Zhang Xingyu: "God Child, you sit down quickly and absorb the Soul Stone. The old woman will find a way to delay them for a while."

Zhang Xingyu nodded with tears, sat down as requested, and began to absorb the God Yuan value in the Soul Stone.

"Ding-dong, host contributes a low-level Soul Stone, gains 5,000 points of God Yuan, your current God Yuan balance is points."

"Ding-dong, host contributes a low-level Soul Stone, gains 5,000 points of God Yuan, your current God Yuan balance is points."

Just when Zhang Xingyu was concentrating on absorbing the God Yuan value in the Soul Stone, Witch Grandma walked toward the gate of the stone hall with a crutch.

"No, let us go." Several elders stepped forward to stop Witch Grandma.

"The old woman is the Great Elder, it should be me who goes. If I can't do it, you go out again." Witch Grandma shook her head and walked out with big strides.

Seeing Witch Grandma walk out, Dao Immortal narrowed his eyes, raised the corners of his mouth, and a triumphant smile appeared on his face.

"Old thing, I thought you were going to be a turtle for a lifetime?" Dao Immortal pointed at Witch Grandma and scolded.

Beside him, Feather Immortal shook the feather fan in his hand lightly and said with a smile: "Old lady, we only want treasure, we don't want to kill. Hand over the treasure immediately."

"Take it." Witch Grandma handed the dragon-headed crutch in her hand forward. Her eyes were full of reluctance, this dragon-headed crutch was her ancestral object, and it had followed her for many years.

Red-clothed Fluttering Scissors Immortal stepped forward to take the dragon-headed crutch, looked at it carefully, didn't see any name, and handed it to Feather Immortal beside him.

Feather Immortal looked at it carefully for a long time, and didn't see any reason.

This crutch seems to have some spirituality, and it also seems to be a mortal object.

"Old thing, this is also considered a treasure?" Dao Immortal saw the expressions of the two, raised the whisk and drew a stroke at Witch Grandma.

"Brush!" Witch Grandma's left arm was immediately bloody.

She endured the pain and said calmly: "This crutch is my tribe's ancestral object. If you are looking for any treasure, presumably it is this."

"Impossible. Treasure has its own spirituality, how can it be like a mortal object." Scissors Immortal shouted aside. Her voice was thick and hoarse, and she sounded like a donkey.

"My tribe only has this thing as a treasure. If you don't believe it, I have no way." Witch Grandma replied.

"Just don't believe it, you must have hidden the treasure in the stone hall. Hurry up and remove the protective shield and open the hall door." Scissors Immortal roared loudly.

Witch Grandma glanced at her and stopped talking.

"Old thing, it seems you are eating and drinking for a toast." Dao Immortal raised the whisk in his hand again.

The whisk drew, Witch Grandma's right arm tendons and bones were broken, and blood flowed.

Witch Grandma gritted her teeth and didn't make a sound. On her forehead, bean-sized sweat beads gradually filled the gullies, and then flowed down her thin cheeks.

"Grandma." In the stone hall, Gu Yuyao saw this and cried sadly.

Outside the stone hall, seeing Witch Grandma refusing to open the hall door even if she died, Red-clothed Fluttering Scissors Immortal urged the scissors magic tool on her hand to cut toward a villager beside her.

"Clatter!"

The scissors fell to the ground weakly before touching the villager's neck.

Red-clothed Fluttering Scissors Immortal was puzzled, her precious scissors actually didn't listen to her. Immediately after, it was dark in front of her eyes, and she lost consciousness.

It turned out that at the moment she urged the scissors, Zhang Xingyu had already absorbed all the God Yuan values in the Soul Stones.

Five low-level Soul Stones brought him a total of points of God Yuan value.

He just opened his eyes and saw the scene of Red-clothed Fluttering Scissors Immortal committing violence.

Zhang Xingyu didn't have time to think, drew his bow and shot at Scissors Immortal.

The bow shot the arrow, and Scissors Immortal was shot through the meat mountain on her left chest by an arrow, and her body fell slowly to the ground.

After shooting this arrow, Zhang Xingyu pulled the God Bow again and shot at Cloud Flying Crane Dao Immortal.

"Boom."

Dao Immortal also fell to the ground, and there was no breath.

Feather Immortal was terrified. He couldn't care about collecting the body for his sworn brothers and sisters, drove the feather fan and fled outside the valley.

"You wait, I will definitely come back." Feather Immortal shouted while fleeing for his life.

Damn it, this voice sounds very familiar. After thinking about it, Zhang Xingyu remembered that this classic line seemed to come from a creature called Gray Wolf.

"Can't let him escape." Wutie shouted.

"Zhang Xingyu, shoot him quickly." Gu Yuyao shouted.

"God Child, it's up to you." Several elders showed anxious eyes.

Zhang Xingyu also knew that he couldn't let Feather Immortal escape. If he let him escape, it would bring endless disaster to the village.

He pulled the bow again, but the bowstring did not move.

"Ding-dong, host's God Yuan value is insufficient, cannot perform divine ability." The system prompted.

Damn it!

Zhang Xingyu cursed secretly.

"Elders, do you have any more Soul Stones?" Zhang Xingyu asked anxiously.

Several elders shook their heads: "There are only these few Soul Stones left in the tribe."

Zhang Xingyu was extremely disappointed, he closed his eyes and asked the system.

"System, system, is there no other way?."

"Yes, you can contribute your own soul. However, doing so is very dangerous, and you have a high probability of becoming an idiot." The system replied.

"What probability?" Zhang Xingyu asked.

"More than 70%." The system answered.

"Ding-dong, does the host want to contribute his own soul to perform the high-level divine ability Shooting the Sun?" The system asked.

Zhang Xingyu opened his eyes, looked at the expectant eyes of the crowd in the hall, and finally made up his mind.

"Yes."

As soon as the words fell, he felt dizzy.

"Ding-dong, silly host contributes his own soul, God Yuan value reaches points, meeting the conditions for launching the high-level divine ability Shooting the Sun. Asking the silly host again, do you want to launch?"

"Stop talking nonsense, launch!"

Zhang Xingyu braced himself and pulled the bowstring.

"Ah!"

With a miserable shriek, the Feather Immortal, who was about to fly out of the sea of clouds, was instantly shot through the heart and fell like a stone.

At the same time, Zhang Xingyu could no longer hold on; his vision went black, and he collapsed to the ground.