I Pick up a Lost Godhood

A man who had once framed Wang Meng and his friends now received their unimaginable trust. Who would have guessed that this very same Zhou Qian had once nearly gotten Wang Meng and Zhang Xiaojiang killed right after they first joined the Holy Hall?

The Holy Hall’s current glory might never have come to be.

But all he saw from them was concern. ’A man doesn’t just live for himself,’ he thought. ’I can’t back down from this fight. If I retreat, it means I was wrong. But I’m not wrong now!’

"Fine. Let me see this so-called ’right’ of yours. Wipe that cowardly look off your face and use your strength to show me what’s right!"

BOOM...

Elemental Power erupted. Feng Jin’s body instantly turned a translucent gold. His figure didn’t expand, but the Dueling Platform itself seemed to tremble.

This was the Secret Skill of a Body Cultivator—Power God Projection!

It was a domineering Body Cultivation Skill that used a Human Cultivator’s strength to simulate Divine Power. Only a handful of people in the Power Sect could achieve it.

Zhou Qian raised his Shield of Sighs. This was his own battle—a battle of atonement, and also a battle to prove himself.

He couldn’t let his past mistakes erase everything he had now.

’Kill!’

BOOM...

He took a single step with enough force to shake mountains. After activating Power God Projection, Feng Jin’s weight had likely increased several dozen times over, yet his size remained unchanged. This allowed a Body Cultivator’s speed to be pushed to its absolute limit.

A blur of motion flashed across the stage.

BOOM...

The Shield of Sighs erupted with a brilliant light. BOOM... BOOM...

Blows rained down from all directions, punch after punch hammering the Shield of Sighs. Zhou Qian seemed like a completely different person, but this Feng Jin was far more powerful than any of his previous opponents.

The expressions of the Holy Hall members were grim. Even if Zhou Qian went all out, it probably wouldn’t be enough to win this fight. But this was entangled with their past; otherwise, a loss would just be a loss.

Wang Zhongtian had arrived at some point. He had come after receiving a message from a Power Sect disciple. He knew that his own disciple, a prodigy of immense talent, had never been able to let go of the past. The more obsessive a person was, the easier it was for them to succeed in Cultivation, but for that very reason, it was also harder for them to let things go.

"Boss, this isn’t looking good. I’m afraid Feng Jin is only using eighty percent of his strength."

Zhang Xiaojiang said with concern. His sharp eyes were actually his greatest, most incredible talent.

"It’s time for this to be resolved, no matter the outcome,"

Hu Jing said. It was a source of deep-seated trauma for them both.

A faint smile touched Wang Meng’s lips. "Just watch. For Zhou Qian, the one he has to overcome is himself."

BOOM...

The frenzied attacks of the Power God Projection constantly bombarded Zhou Qian. Only the all-encompassing defense of the Shield of Sighs was keeping him in the fight; otherwise, it would have been over long ago.

But there’s a limit to any defense. Feng Jin’s attacks grew fiercer and fiercer, while the effectiveness of Zhou Qian’s defense began to wane.

Just as Feng Jin’s attacks grew so ferocious that they were about to shatter the defense, the bitter-melon face on the Shield of Sighs seemed to let out a long breath. Immediately after, the Defense Array suddenly burst with radiant light, and countless Curse Talismans began to glow.

RUMBLE RUMBLE RUMBLE...

—Sigh’s Annihilation Burst!

The purely defensive Array Technique instantly transformed into a purely offensive explosive array.

Feng Jin, caught right in the middle of the array, took the full force of the blast.

The violent roar didn’t subside for a long time. The Elemental Power explosion was nearly impossible to defend against.

This was Zhou Qian’s ultimate trump card, a move he saved for reversing the tide against his strongest opponents. However, the Shield of Sighs could only withstand it once.

The Elemental Power dissipated, revealing a figure.

Feng Jin!

His body was shimmering with a brilliant golden light... He was completely unscathed!

To be precise, Feng Jin was now even more radiant than before.

The disciples of the Power Sect were ecstatic. They were finally witnessing it!

This was Feng Jin’s Life Artifact, the Indestructible Golden Body!

The most incredible Life Artifact in history! Feng Jin had cultivated his own physical body into his Life Artifact. For a Body Cultivator, this was nothing short of a divine miracle!

It was in no way inferior to the Forbidden Hammer, and was perhaps even more impressive. The Forbidden Hammer was used to suppress opponents, but the Indestructible Golden Body was a cultivation of oneself—an unchanging constant to counter all variables.

After activating his Indestructible Golden Body, Feng Jin projected an aura of absolute world-dominating power.

A Body Cultivator’s power typically comes from increasing their physical size, but Feng Jin was different. He had channeled all the power that would have gone into expanding his body into pure enhancement instead. This was something only the most talented geniuses among Body Cultivators could achieve.

This was why Wang Zhongtian had been ecstatic when he first met Feng Jin. But even he had never imagined that Feng Jin could come this far.

This was only the beginning. Once he reached the stage of Great Perfection, Feng Jin might truly become the Cultivator with the strongest physical body in the history of Cultivation.

That brilliant golden body was as magnificent as a descended deity. Of course, it wasn’t just for show; the fact that the violent Annihilation Burst hadn’t harmed him in the slightest was a testament to its terrifying power.

Feng Jin stared at Zhou Qian and threw a punch.

Zhou Qian hastily deployed his Shield of Sighs. BOOM...

With a loud CRACK, a fissure appeared on the Shield of Sighs. The hearts of all the Holy Hall Disciples clenched. This was terrifying.

When a Life Artifact is damaged, its wielder is injured as well. If the Life Artifact were to be completely destroyed, its wielder would suffer devastating trauma.

Feng Jin didn’t press his attack, merely staring coldly at Zhou Qian, who had collapsed on the ground.

"Admit you were wrong! Tell me the Holy Hall is trash!"

This was absolute tyranny, a complete disparity in power. This was a super expert from the Power Sect.

Every art has its specialists. The Ten Great Sects were strong due to their comprehensive power, but when it came to individual disciplines, there were true masters to be found.

Zhou Qian got to his feet, shaking his head with a bitter smile.

BAM...

The sound of a bone snapping echoed as Zhou Qian was sent flying.

"Say it, or you’ll die! Weren’t you afraid of death back then? What, you think I don’t have the guts to kill you?"

Feng Jin roared. What he couldn’t stand was how weak the old Zhou Qian had been, yet now he was acting so tough for the sake of others.

The Indestructible Golden Body was an unsolvable defense, especially for a Talisman Cultivator whose offensive power was completely useless against him.

If he were to reach Great Perfection and continue to improve, he would develop a physical body even tougher than that of the Dragon Race.

Zhou Qian staggered back to his feet. He had three broken ribs. The pain must have been piercing, yet Zhou Qian looked as if he had been liberated.

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. "Sigh... I’ve been afraid of death my whole life. But when the time comes, you just have to face it."

Feng Jin’s Indestructible Golden Body Life Artifact would make his name known throughout the Star Alliance after this battle. Its fame would be no less than that of the Forbidden Hammer. In fact, they were the two most domineering Life Artifacts to appear in the Battle of the Other Shore so far.

And both belonged to Body Cultivators.

While the members of the Holy Hall were worried sick, Wang Meng smiled. "Zhou Qian has always had a lock on his heart, and only Feng Jin can undo it."

The Shield of Sighs was no longer usable. Using it again risked both the shield’s destruction and his own death. For a Talisman Cultivator facing such a terrifying Body Cultivator, there was no other option but to surrender.

At that moment, Zhou Qian’s Elemental Power began to well up slowly, and a strange atmosphere filled the air.

Feng Jin’s expression finally changed. To be precise, even the Holy Hall members were stunned. ’This...’

’How is this possible?’

’How can this be happening?’

’Is that...?’ BOOM...

Oh my gods, it’s a Holy Statue!

For the first time in the Battle of the Other Shore, someone had appeared possessing both a Life Artifact and a Holy Statue.

And this person was another Holy Hall Disciple!

And it was the one considered the weakest in the Holy Hall, no less.

Everyone was too stunned to speak. The Holy Statue was bizarre—it was a giant, golden scale. In the center of the scale was the figure of a person in chains.

’What kind of Holy Statue is this?’

If there was one person who wasn’t surprised, it was Wang Meng. With the Life Wheel in hand, he was naturally aware of the change. Zhou Qian hadn’t said anything, so he wouldn’t reveal the secret either.

’This is a Holy Statue of a guilty soul,’ Wang Meng thought. ’It’s the manifestation of Zhou Qian’s inner self-reproach and remorse. His... heart is too soft, too kind. The most soft-hearted person in the Holy Hall isn’t actually Ma Tian’Er, it’s Zhou Qian. He’s really not cut out to be a Cultivator.’

Instantly, the Holy Statue radiated a brilliant light that enveloped them both. The giant golden scale began to move, directly weighing both of their... souls.

This was... a Law Type Holy Statue!

A heaven-defying type. It didn’t matter how powerful your abilities were; it wouldn’t play that game. It competed directly with souls!

Everyone was dumbfounded.

Standing on opposite ends of the soul-weighing scale, Zhou Qian was perfectly calm. "Let’s weigh our courage."

Feng Jin was stunned. Everyone was shocked. Wasn’t Zhou Qian the most cowardly of them all? Why would he choose to compete on this?

The scale gradually began to tilt.

... "Feng Jin must die!" Zhao Guang’s expression was nonchalant, as if he were discussing some trivial matter.

"Senior, please spare him. Just let him be. It will demonstrate both your authority and your magnanimity."

Zhao Guang looked at Zhou Qian playfully and chuckled to the person beside him, "This guy really does look the part of a lackey. If he kneels and barks like a dog, and does it well, what’s the harm in letting him go?"

Zhou Qian’s body convulsed. He slowly knelt down and began to bark, the sounds humiliatingly clear...

What was the truth? Who could have known!

The scale tilted. Zhou Qian’s side was as heavy as a mountain.

The power of the Holy Statue of Guilt activated. Anyone judged by it would have their Sea of Fate sealed, rendering them unable to use Elemental Power until the Holy Statue vanished.

This was a Law Type Holy Statue.

Who knew why the lowly Zhou Qian had lived such a humble life.

Feng Jin gritted his teeth. He had never expected this. He truly had never imagined...

"I... concede."

Finally, a smile spread across Zhou Qian’s face.

Cheers echoed throughout Starlight City. It was a heartfelt roar from all the Cultivators present. Regardless of one’s stance or faction, how could anyone ask more of a man like that?

The Holy Hall Disciples had already rushed onto the platform and were tossing Zhou Qian into the air. This was their beloved Brother Zhou, who always held himself to the highest standard.

"Damn it all, this guy..." Zhang Xiaopang couldn’t take it anymore. He rushed forward, grabbed Zhou Qian in a hug, and planted a heavy kiss on him. "You bastard! From this day forward, I officially declare you the second-most handsome man in the Holy Hall, second only to this Master here!"

Everyone burst into laughter.

Feng Jin smiled. He knew that Zhou Qian was living a good life, and that was enough.

Coming down from the platform, Wang Zhongtian clapped his prized disciple on the shoulder. "You did well. This is only the beginning. You must do even better in the future."

"Thank you, Master."

Wang Zhongtian knew that if Feng Jin had struck with his full force, Zhou Qian would have been dead long ago, with no chance to even summon his Holy Statue.

’They’re both soft-hearted people,’ he thought.

Zhou Qian struggled out of the crowd and caught up to Feng Jin. Before Zhou Qian could speak, Feng Jin smiled. "After the Battle of the Other Shore is over, you are welcome to visit the Power Sect."

Zhou Qian nodded. "The Holy Hall welcomes you too. Zhao Guang has..."

"I know. I understand. Otherwise, I would have gone to the Holy Hall and dragged you away myself long ago. I hope the Holy Hall can go even further, just like the Thunderlight Miracle back in the day."

This moment, on this day, was the happiest of Zhou Qian’s life. Looking at Feng Jin’s smile, he finally found release.

For Feng Jin, it was a release as well.

"Did you know all along that this would happen?" Hu Jing asked, looking at Wang Meng.

Master Wang blinked his big, innocent eyes. "Huh? What are you talking about..."(To be continued. If you like this work, you’re welcome to come to Qidian (qidian.com) to vote with recommendation and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation.)