Let's just drift through life together in this quick transmigration story.

Chapter 769 The Only Pure White Jasmine Flower in the Cultivation World (15)

When the three disciples, Zhiwei, Zhihan, and Zhiran, first found the reincarnation of the Twilight God of War, they were naturally overjoyed. They presented her with all the good things and got rid of the people she disliked.

However, this good fortune didn't last long. This person was just an ordinary mortal and had no spiritual roots to cultivate. When his lifespan ended, he died.

During this period, the Dawn Sword remained silent, which everyone assumed was due to the reincarnated person being unable to cultivate.

The search for the reincarnation of the Twilight God of War must continue until the Twilight God of War is helped to return to the Heavenly Sword Sect.

One reincarnated person after another died before his eyes, gradually fading his obsession with finding the reincarnation of the Twilight God of War.

Since those reincarnated beings will die sooner or later anyway, it's better to just find the Twilight God of War who was the last one to reincarnate.

Su Mu is the most perfect among these reincarnated beings, and after her, no one has appeared who is more like the God of War.

Therefore, Su Mu was favored by all the gods and vowed to make the reincarnated Twilight God of War happy and joyful, and not as hard-working as before.

Zhiwei took out a booklet and began to look at their records of searching for reincarnation.

If Xiong Bufan is the reincarnation of the Twilight God of War, then it proves that they were wrong about everything they had looked for before.

Zhiwei: "Junior brother, no matter what the outcome, I hope that you and I can stay true to ourselves."

Do not let external things mislead you and affect your spiritual practice.

Zhihan: "Yes, Senior Brother."

Zhi Ran was still cultivating and was unaware that her two senior brothers had reached an agreement.

Xiong Bufan's daily pleasure now is to trick A Dai and then steal food. As the saying goes, nothing tastes better than something stolen.

Kongkong thought Xiong Bufan was just bored and looking for some fun.

Adai stood guard by the small pond with a stick, determined to find the fish-stealing thief today.

These fish were raised by the Twilight God of War over a thousand years ago and have long since become spiritual creatures. It would be such a waste to simply let some gluttonous person have them.

Xiong Bufan hid in his room and slept, hoping that once he was well-rested, he would have the energy to steal fish.

After guarding the area for half a day without seeing any thieves, Adai began tending to the flowers and plants, determined to protect every blade of grass and tree left behind by the deity.

"Bufan, what if the original owner doesn't remember anything?"

Xiong Bufan: "If you don't remember, you don't remember. As for the mission, just do your best and don't force it."

"I still think we should try our best to complete it. It's extraordinary; we've never failed a mission."

Xiong Bufan rolled over. "That depends on whether the original owner cooperates or not. We can't just kill everyone in the world for the sake of the original owner; that would be too sinful."

"Ok."

Kongkong still felt that the mission was more important.

While Zhihan was building the float, she also went to find people to search for magical artifacts that could remind people of their past lives.

The float is built, but the ritual implements haven't been found yet.

"Father, the float is finished. Come out and take a look."

Xiong Bufan: "Here we come, here we come."

The float resembles a golden lily of the valley, crafted from gold and covered with a thin veil—a defensive magical artifact. Outside the veil is a crown-like structure with golden branches adorned with colorful flowers, each serving its own purpose.

Xiong Bufan touched the gold on the float with satisfaction. The craftsmanship of these people was excellent; she had never seen anything so beautiful.

Zhihan stood to one side, "Father, are you satisfied with this?"

"I'm very satisfied. I'll turn this place into a golden house for keeping a beauty when I walk in." With that, Xiong Bufan lifted the thin veil and sat down inside.

The cushion under my bottom was made of the fur of various monsters, and it was soft and warm to sit on.

Xiong Bufan: "My son, tell me the purpose of this float."

"Yes, father."

With a loud crash, railings appeared around Xiong Bufan, turning the float into an exquisite birdcage.

Xiong Bufan panicked for a moment, then calmed down, "Son,"

Zhihan: "You're crazy! I'm not your son. I'm finally free."

When Zhiwei heard that Zhihan was always being struck by lightning, she came out and called Zhihan back, telling him to find a formation to avoid the lightning and stay there.

"You fiend, did you ever imagine this day would come?"

Xiong Bufan wanted to reach out and touch the cage, but he was too lazy to move. He said indifferently, "I only have one question for you."

"what's up?"

Xiong Bufan: "Is this cage made of pure gold?"

Zhiwei wanted to laugh when she heard this. "Hahahaha, you don't know what you're talking about. This is a treasure made of thousand-year-old meteorite iron. Once you're locked inside, you'll lose all your magic power."

After saying that, Zhiwei didn't forget to mock Xiong Bufan, "Gold, what a low-grade thing! Yours..."

Xiong Bufan took out his light energy particle cannon, aimed it at Zhiwei, and fired it directly.

This person doesn't know the value of gold. Gold is the most wonderful thing in the world. With gold, you can have food, a warm place to live, a good TV, and a good servant.

Zhiwei reacted quickly this time, but she still lost a leg.

The cage was blasted open with a huge hole, and Xiong Bufan walked out of it, saying, "You idiot."

Zhiwei: "Why can you control magical artifacts even though you don't have any magical powers?"

Xiong Bufan raised the light energy particle cannon again, "Idiot, because I'm a genius!"

Even at his peak, he almost died under this cannon, let alone now that his cultivation level has dropped significantly. After realizing the situation, Zhiwei quickly left.

Xiong Bufan took out something resembling a scope, placed it on the cannon, and aimed it at Zhiwei to predict the direction he would run.

With a loud "boom," the light energy particle cannon's attack landed directly on Zhiwei's head, instantly reducing him to ashes.

Xiong Bufan put away the cannon, blew on the muzzle, and said that anyone who tried to hurt her would not have a good end.

Kongkong: "Extraordinary, majestic."

"low profile."

Zhihan heard two terrifying sounds and ran out of the barrier, just in time to see Zhiwei turn to ash.

My eldest brother was the person who had been with me the longest. The scene of my eldest brother instructing me in magic is still vivid in my mind. Now my eldest brother has turned to ashes.

"You fiend, how dare you kill my senior brother!"

Xiong Bufan: "The one who died was a stand-in, you idiot."

Zhihan was taken aback, then said, "Demon, don't try to argue."

Xiong Bufan felt he couldn't explain it to Zhihan, so he set up a light energy particle cannon and fired it directly.

Knowing the weapon's power, Zhihan kept running away while still trying to attack Xiong Bufan.

Unfortunately, the attack was completely blocked by the particle shield, and Xiong Bufan himself was unharmed.

Zhihan was also blasted down. This time, his physical body was still intact, but he was seriously injured and spat out a mouthful of blood on the ground.

Xiong Bufan pointed the light energy particle cannon at Zhihan's head and said, "Since you don't believe your father, why don't you go and keep your senior brother company?"

If he were hit by this strange magical artifact again, he would not survive. Zhihan said, "Father, I was wrong. Please forgive me this time."

"You are unfilial."

"Boom!" Thunder roared down from the sky. Zhihan lay on the ground like a dead fish, sparks flying from his body.