Chapter 2215: White Elephant Purple Gold Bone

"Going?" He Pingsheng looked at Wen Wannian.

Wen Wannian, however, shook his head and said: "When Lu Yu and Qingxi first became Dao Companions, I was still wearing the Nine Phases when I went to meet him!"

"Now the Nine Phases are no longer on me; if I go like this, I fear I will again bring trouble to my elder brother!"

"I still won't go!"

He Pingsheng said: "Alright... then I'll go myself!"

He rose and walked to the main hall's door.

Wen Wannian suddenly called out to him: "Elder brother..."

"What's wrong?" He Pingsheng turned his head.

Wen Wannian said: "You've been in seclusion for so long this time; surely you won't seclude again soon?"

"After settling He Lu Yu's affairs, I must hurry back!"

"Stay with me for a while!"

He Pingsheng nodded: "Good!"

When He Pingsheng arrived at the main hall, three people were waiting inside.

Besides He Lu Yu, there was also a tall woman in a light blue Daoist robe; her appearance was not unseemly, gentle and refined.

Another was a man who looked middle-aged.

"Greetings, Father..." Seeing He Pingsheng arrive, the woman hurriedly bowed: "Daughter-in-law Qingxi!"

He Pingsheng nodded: "Good!"

"Sit down, no need for formalities!"

The four took their seats in order of precedence, and then a figure in green robes walked over to help pour tea.

He Pingsheng glanced at the woman and realized it was Qingyu.

"Qingyu greets the Young Master!" She smiled.

He Pingsheng also smiled: "Good, Qingyu, not bad—you've reached God King Realm now!"

When He Pingsheng was in the Collapsed Dao Fallen Yellow perilous place, to save Wu Dabao that fellow and to obtain the Heavenly Amber Clear Dew, he fought and slew a fellow called the Heavenly Light God Lord.

Qingyu is the servant of that Heavenly Light God Lord.

Later, He Pingsheng took Qingyu under his wing, and she thus grew to God King Realm.

"It's all thanks to the Young Master's cultivation; without him, I, a servant, could never have reached God King Realm!"

The middle-aged man beside them turned pale with fright.

I've long heard the He family has many God Kings, but I didn't expect even a lowly tea-pouring maid to be a God King!

"Enough!" He Pingsheng waved his hand: "You may go!"

Qingyu withdrew.

He Pingsheng then closed the hall's formation and looked at the middle-aged man: "Greetings, Dao Friend; I am He Pingsheng!"

"Yes!" The middle-aged man said: "I pay my respects to the He family patriarch; I am Long Wuxiang!"

He Pingsheng glanced at his cultivation: Seventh Layer of God Venerable Realm!

This fellow is also the patriarch of the White Dragon Clan.

Dragon, Phoenix, Qilin—these beings, in the Immortal Realm, can be called God Venerables, exalted beings above all.

In the Spirit Realm, they are even the overlords of a realm.

But in the God Realm, they are merely ordinary living beings, and moreover, the White Dragons here differ from those of the Immortal and Spirit Realms.

They are not of the same breed.

"Hmm..." He Pingsheng nodded: "Speak; what matter requires my He family to act?"

"However, I must first speak plainly: although your White Dragon Clan's dragon maiden and my son He Lu Yu have become Dao Companions, and your Dragon Clan is a subordinate family of our He Clan, this does not mean I can endlessly bail out your clan!"

"Ordinary cause and effect, I can help you resolve—no problem!"

"If it exceeds my capacity, then it cannot be done!"

"I will not let the He family follow you into ruin!"

"I understand!" Long Wuxiang said: "I only ask that Dao Friend help me mediate a bit!"

"To be frank, this thing I obtained after countless hardships, nine deaths and one life; now the White Elephant Clan has taken it directly, and no matter what I say, I am unwilling!"

He Pingsheng took a sip of tea and asked: "Dragon Dao Friend, how would you have me mediate?"

Long Wuxiang pondered, then said: "I admit... this thing is theirs, the White Elephant Clan's, but it is also something I brought out of the perilous place at the risk of life and death!"

"If they are willing to give me some compensation, I can give it to them!"

He Pingsheng asked again: "What do you want? There must be a rough value, so I can go negotiate with them!"

"Hmm..." Long Wuxiang paused, then his old face flushed slightly: "This Daoist has shallow experience and does not know how to name a price!"

"How about this: give the thing to He Dao Friend for you to see; you help me estimate a price!"

As they spoke, Long Wuxiang produced a purple-gold Divine Bone.

He placed it before He Pingsheng.

The bone showed an irregular trapezoidal shape, its edges smooth, and it was three-dimensional.

It looked like the 【Face Gate Bone】 on the white elephant's skull.

Very large!

This piece of bone alone is ten zhang in diameter.

On the golden Divine Bone, a purple-gold aura emerged, swirling around the bone, faint and wavering, misty and undulating.

He Pingsheng glanced at it and felt utterly shocked.

Other than that, I don't accept anything else; even if there is no inheritance inside, just this piece of bone alone is sufficient to become top-tier refining material in the divine realm.

"This..." He Ping Sheng said: "This wouldn't be the God Emperor's bone, would it?"

"Or the God Sovereign's bone?"

Long Wu Xiang said: "I don't know either... this... roughly speaking, the God Sovereign's bone isn't this strong!"

Then it must be the God Emperor's.

Perhaps this old brat brought a divine bone of an assistant god.

"Is there an inheritance on this?" He Ping Sheng pointed at the divine bone and asked again.

"No!" Long Wu Xiang said: "There are some simple patterns on it, but I contemplated it for a while and found nothing—it's not a Dao method at all!"

"Look here..."

"Here!"

"And here too—these simple patterns are everywhere!"

Long Wu Xiang personally pointed out the patterns engraved on this divine bone for He Ping Sheng to see.

He Ping Sheng just glanced at it, and then he felt something was off.

Boom...

In the next moment, his divine sense was pulled and dragged into a miraculous space.

It was exactly like when he refined the Seven Curses Book back then.

However, the space is different.

The space of the Seven Curses Book was filled with evil and eerie aura.

But this space, on the contrary, is permeated with a vast and righteous qi.

Hum...

Humming...

In the next moment, spatial fluctuations came through.

Before He Ping Sheng, golden runes appeared one after another.

Each rune is about a zhang in size.

Each rune is filled with complex and profound patterns.

There are eighteen such runes in total.

Like eighteen rectangular cards, interlocked and hanging in the void ahead, also resembling blocks of golden steles.

Damn...

He Ping Sheng stared in shock at the scene before him: this is truly the inheritance of the White Elephant Clan.

Not that there isn't one—it's just that Long Wu Xiang has no affinity with this thing.

He Ping Sheng's thought is simple: memorize all the golden runes here, then leave!

But when he tried to memorize these golden runes, he discovered they are not unchanging.

They change every moment.

The patterns change, the designs change—everything is changing.

Damn it...

Relying on pure memory is impossible now; comprehension is necessary.

If comprehension is required, it's not a matter of one or two years—it might take hundreds, even thousands of years.

Humming...

In the next moment, He Ping Sheng's divine sense actively withdrew from within this golden divine bone.

As for this divine ability, I, your father, am not lacking either.

I have the Treasure Gathering Basin—what thing can't I strengthen?

Not needed!

"Fellow Daoist He, what's wrong with you?"

"What's this..."

The three outside looked at He Ping Sheng with curious eyes.

He Ping Sheng pointed at the golden divine bone and said: "This White Elephant Zijin Bone indeed contains an inheritance—there are eighteen golden runes inside!"

"Just now, my divine sense was pulled in!"

"Fellow Daoist, your divine sense is insufficient, or your fortune is lacking, so you can't see it!"

He Ping Sheng spoke the truth!