People in Conferred Gods: Rising from humble beginnings, I am the God of Wealth

Chapter 43: The Ancient Mighty One, the White Tiger's Gift

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"not good!"

Under the gaze of the white shadow, a crack appeared in the protective divine light of the Fude Tianshou Immortal Robe in just a moment.

Yang Xuan's face suddenly changed. If even the immortal robe bestowed by God couldn't withstand the other party's gaze, then neither could he, a mere golden immortal.

If the protective divine light is broken, he will not be able to hold on for long even if he uses all his spiritual treasures.

"Looks like we need help..."

Yang Xuan sighed helplessly, and while the protective divine light was still there, he bowed with both hands, ready to shout out the names of Haotian and Queen Mother to attract the attention of the two quasi-saints.

But at this moment, the pressure that was enough to endanger the Golden Immortal's life suddenly disappeared.

The shadow at the wound on the white tiger's forehead seemed to have lost all its strength. It slowly floated in front of Yang Xuan, looked at the little white tiger in his arms with a doting look, and said softly:

"I'm relieved that you're okay..."

Yang Xuan: ???
No, what do your expression and tone mean?
Could it be that this little white tiger is really not a ancestor of the white tiger clan from ancient times, but a newborn that was born just tens of thousands of years ago?

If this is true, then my reward will be wasted!
No, no!

Judging from the performance of this white shadow, she should have a close relationship with the little white tiger. Even if she is not the little white tiger's mother, she must be one of his relatives.

With the pressure she just released, how could she not benefit from having me, her savior?

At worst, give me a few drops of white tiger blood, that’s still a profitable business!

But how can I ask for more benefits...

"This little friend."

Just as Yang Xuan was thinking, the white shadow spoke first in a clear voice.

"I was able to be born safely, I think it was all thanks to you, my friend. I should repay you with a big gift for your kindness."

"It's a pity that I have fallen, and my true spirit has returned to the long river of fate. I don't know when I will be able to return to the prehistoric world."

"Now I am left with only a wisp of regret, and I cannot give you the reward you deserve."

"However, my friend, please rest assured. If you can take good care of me for me, I will definitely repay you double when I return to the prehistoric world."

Yang Xuan: ...

Who can't draw a pie in the sky? ! Your words are not convincing at all. I suggest you find a dog boss to learn from.

However, Yang Xuan and the little white tiger have been together day and night for tens of thousands of years. If the white tiger sister gives him a little more money for milk powder, he doesn't mind being a security guard.

For example, the body of this white tiger can be exchanged for a lot of money for milk powder.

Obviously, he was still obsessed with the corpse of the white tiger.

He really wanted to say, let’s talk about the future later, as long as you let me carry the white tiger’s body away, from now on, I will raise the little white tiger as my son!
However, Yang Xuan underestimated the heroism of the ancient powerful men.

Pie in the sky? It doesn't exist!
The white shadow did not realize what Yang Xuan was thinking. When she said that she had fallen and she didn't know when she would return, a hint of loss flashed in her eyes.

Because of this, she also knew that her words had no persuasive power at all. It was obviously unrealistic to expect Yang Xuan to help take care of her younger brother with just these two sentences.

For an ancient creature like her, the most reassuring and safest method is to set up restrictions on Yang Xuan's soul so that he is controlled by the little white tiger.

But after she saw the golden wheel of merit and virtue, as well as the blessings of humanity and heaven behind Yang Xuan's head, she gave up this idea.

If she were in her prime, she would have nothing to fear.

But she only had a trace of remnant thoughts left, which could dissipate at any time. If she did this, the little white tiger would definitely be attacked, or even killed. This was not protecting the little white tiger, but harming him!
However, instead of feeling disappointed, the white shadow felt more relieved.

If the little white tiger is entrusted to the care of a person with such great blessings and fortune, the journey will become smoother and there will be fewer disasters.

Moreover, from the little white tiger's dependence on Yang Xuan, it can be seen that this is a person worthy of trust.

"Since coercion doesn't work, I can only bribe you. This is all I can give you now..."

The white shadow thought for a moment and made a decision, then continued:
"Don't worry, my friend. Although I can't give you the proper reward, I can still give you some small things to repay your kindness. I think it will be of some use to you."

As soon as she finished speaking, the white shadow gently waved her right hand, and the golden blood in the white tiger's body quickly flowed out from between her eyebrows and gathered in the palm of her hand.

In just a blink of an eye, nearly one-third of the blood from the white tiger's corpse that was tens of millions of feet tall gathered in the palm of the white shadow's hand and turned into 365 drops of platinum-colored blood.

These bloods were like ancient stars, releasing dazzling divine light, making Yang Xuan feel a stinging pain in his eyes, as if they were cut by a sharp blade.

"These 365 drops are the blood of the White Tiger. Each drop contains pure spiritual energy and innate Gengjin energy."

"You can use it to comprehend magical powers, or you can use it to refine spiritual treasures. If you can leave it for me to use and improve my cultivation, I will be very grateful."

As he spoke, the white shadow waved lightly, causing the 365 drops of white tiger blood essence to be restrained and fly in front of Yang Xuan.

Yang Xuan:? ! !
Golden blood? What is that? I don't know what it is!
These white tiger essences and blood are all innate spiritual objects, and they are mid-grade innate spiritual objects, which are simply incomparable to golden blood.

Just for these 365 drops of white tiger blood, from now on, little white tiger is my biological son, I say it! !
However, what Yang Xuan did not expect was that these 365 drops of white tiger blood were just the beginning.

After Yang Xuan put all the white tiger's blood essence into the jade bottle, the white shadow made new moves.

"Come!"

As she roared, the white tiger's body trembled violently, and huge tiger bones as big as mountains flew out of her body and circled in the air.

Followed by.

She waved her right hand lightly, and half of the remaining blood in the white tiger's body flew out again, wrapping all the tiger bones.

Endless spiritual energy and innate Gengjin energy gushed out from the blood and began to refine the tiger bones.

Even this blessed land, which had accumulated spiritual energy for who knows how many years, was converging towards the tiger bones at this moment.

This lasted for nearly a thousand years, and only a five-foot-sized platinum-colored ball of light remained of the tiger bones that had covered the sky.

The white shadow's body became even more illusory, as if it would disappear at any time.

But she didn't care about her situation at all. After about another hundred years, she smiled, made some hand gestures, and a platinum-colored bone sword flew out from the light ball and fell into her hand.

"This is the Gengjin White Tiger Sword, which is made from the tiger bones of my original body. It contains the innate principles of Taoism and is a top-grade innate spiritual treasure with thirty-two prohibitions."

As he spoke, a white shadow fell from the sky and handed the Xiantian White Tiger Sword to Yang Xuan. He looked at the little white tiger lovingly yet reluctantly, then reached out and gently rubbed his head.

"I don't have much time left. I hope you can treat me well in the future. You can let me suffer a little, but don't let me commit murder. When I return, I will definitely not miss out on your benefits."

"Don't worry, Senior. From now on, Little White Tiger is my biological son!"

"You little guy, are you taking advantage of me?"

The white shadow was slightly stunned.

A little guy from the Golden Immortal Realm dares to take advantage of me? If he treats me as his son, then isn't that...

She laughed out loud, then her expression became serious. She put her hand on Yang Xuan's forehead and gave him the last gift, which was also the most expensive one.

(End of this chapter)