To achieve immortality, I cultivate using Qi Luck

Chapter 637: Chapter 292: True Person Protecting the Nation

Boom!

The black clouds in the sky churned, and under the blowing of the raging wind, layers of clouds rolled over. Occasionally, a flash of blue-white lightning illuminated the dark heaven and earth.

At the transition of spring and summer, the original continuous spring rain became coarse and violent at this moment.

Large raindrops, like a string of beads, continuously fell from the clouds, splashing into the puddles on the ground, sending up droplets of water.

The gusts of wind wrapped in cold rain blew into the corridor outside the great hall.

A few young eunuchs standing outside the door couldn’t help but shiver and gathered their slightly damp coats, finally feeling a little warmer.

“It’s been raining day after day; I don’t know when it will ever stop.”

“Don’t talk nonsense! As long as we stand guard here, we can rest later.”

Two young eunuchs at the entrance grumbled before they turned to look at the increasingly dark and violent world outside. They lowered their heads as they glanced back at the tightly closed door behind them, where a ray of light leaked out from its gap.

Although the power of the elements outside was terrible, the person inside that hall was even more frightening for them.

Because the violent storm could only make them catch a cold, the anger of the one inside could directly take their lives.

Which one is scarier? It goes without saying.

The lights inside the hall flickered slightly due to the cold wind blowing through the gaps.

Stretched shadows danced around like evil spirits in the great hall, infiltrating everywhere.

As the wind blew the lamp oil, it splashed on the wick, emitting a sizzling sound, dimming the flames slightly; but they quickly brightened again.

Lu Yuan didn’t pay attention to the storm outside or the fluctuating light inside the hall. At this moment, his eyes were fixed straight ahead, focused on the humanoid figure in front of him.

“Haste!”

He shouted, forming a spell with his fingers. His body’s power surged, and then he pointed with his finger. Yellow light flickered on the figure, dazzling and hard to look at directly.

But Lu Yuan forcibly endured the pain in his eyes, still staring at the source of that light intensely.

Fortunately, the yellow light didn’t last too long. After about ten breaths and a line of tears in his eyes, the light receded and extinguished.

As the light dispersed, a slightly burly figure stood before him.

Without caring about the pain in his eyes, Lu Yuan took a closer look and saw that the figure’s face was somewhat similar to his own. He couldn’t tell who he was; overall, the figure looked more rugged and determined, like a bold and chivalrous man.

After sensing a connection with the figure, Lu Yuan felt the robust power within it and couldn’t help but laugh.

“From today on, your name is Huang Xuan, and you are the True Person who protects my Chu State.”

After laughing, Lu Yuan pointed to the calm-faced, Yellow Turban Strongman and spoke.

“Yes.”

The newly named Huang Xuan, the Yellow Turban Strongman, nodded slightly without saying much.

Seeing this, Lu Yuan nodded his head and gained a better understanding of the newly created Yellow Turban Strongman.

‘Is it because of the insufficient Divine Powers that it has intelligence but remains a remnant soul without too many emotions?’

He thought to himself.

As the master, he could communicate with this Divine Powers Avatar and see its thoughts.

At this moment of sensing, Huang Xuan, the Avatar in front of him, had many concepts that he had instilled, as well as a sense of good and evil, combat instincts, and experience.

However, he had no desires or emotions at all.

Part of the reason could be that it originated from an inanimate object, and the essence was not alive but closer to a magical artifact.

But more likely, it was because the figure’s spiritual wisdom was only composed of remnant souls with Divine Powers and naturally lacked the factors of emotions and desires.

‘But that’s fine. After all, what I want is just an Innate Combat Power. An emotionless Avatar that just executes tasks is the perfect tool. Excellent! Excellent!’

Lu Yuan pondered while looking around Huang Xuan, nodding his head repeatedly with uncontrollable joy on his face.

He had used up twenty-one Divine Blood Variant exuviae to create this Yellow Turban Warrior Avatar.

Not only did it empty Chu State’s treasury, but he also had to demand contributions from local sects to barely meet this demand.

With such a high cost, the power of the Yellow Turban Warrior should not be underestimated.

This Yellow Turban Strongman not only possessed power comparable to that of the Old Lord of Anqiu on the Dan Ding Path, but also shared Lu Yuan’s ability to communicate with the Heavenly Pillars. It could consume Qi Luck to cultivate and recover its depleted power.

Besides its vast power, the Yellow Turban Strongman also possessed three solidified abilities.

The first was immense strength, allowing it to wield a thousand pounds of force.

The second was bones of steel, making it immune to any ordinary weapons.

The third was gathering Qi into blades, which enabled it to transform its power into various weapons to fight against enemies.

With the ability to defend, attack and endure, combined with its profound power, Huang Xuan’s combat prowess reached the level of the second realm of Innate Combat Power.

“With this Avatar’s strength, it might be able to defeat Immortal Dao cultivators like Anqiu. However, facing ordinary second-realm martial artists, as long as they’re not long-established Grandmasters of this realm, it should be able to hold its own.”

Lu Yuan estimated the power of his Avatar, roughly equivalent to He Basheng, the Grand General of Zhou Country’s Pillar State, a newcomer in the second realm of Grandmasters, unlike the famous Heavenly Son of Jinling.

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