The chances of humans receiving a Blood-Pulse from a God Spirit were not as low as Han Sen thought. Overall, there was a one in five chance of that happening.
However, most of the humans had only obtained one purple lotus. It was very rare to obtain two purple lotuses. However, there was a particularly powerful young man who had obtained four purple lotuses.
"Mister, are you really going to take the test?"
Seeing that it was almost Han Sen's turn, Mister Yang could not help but lower his voice.
Han Sen looked at him and asked, "Is there a problem?"
Mister Yang looked around. He moved closer to Han Sen and used a voice that only the two of them could hear to say, "Mister, the God Spirits only give humans Blood-Pulses."
Han Sen understood what Mister Yang meant. Mister Yang thought he had a gene race, which was why he was worried.
"If the blood of a gene race was dropped into the stone stove, what would happen?" Han Sen asked with a smile.
"Normally, there would not be much of a reaction," Mister Yang said after a moment of thought.
"That's fine," Han Sen said to comfort him. "At most, there would be no reaction. It would not affect anything. Don't worry."
Mister Yang thought that made sense, but he was still worried. After all, Han Sen's history was too weird. If something bad happened, it would be a big problem.
After waiting in line for a while, it was finally Han Sen's turn. Seeing Han Sen walk into the god temple, Mister Yang's heart jumped. Peaceful, who was far away, looked very bright. She focused on watching Han Sen's test.
After Han Sen entered the god temple, he went straight to the god stove. He wanted to put a drop of blood in there to test it. The soldiers on both sides stopped him and said, "Why are you not kowtowing to Mister God Spirit?"
When Han Sen heard that, he frowned. He had killed Evil Lotus God. Now, he was being asked to kowtow to Evil Lotus God's statue. How was he supposed to do that?
"Hurry up and kneel," the soldier urged impatiently.
Han Sen thought about it for a moment. He turned around and left. It was just a whim. The test was not going to affect him. Kneeling and praying to Evil Lotus God would have been awkward, so he did not want to take the test.
Seeing Han Sen turn around and leave, the soldiers guarding the temple were slightly startled. For a moment, they did not react.
"Are you going to leave just like that?"
When Han Sen was about to walk out of the temple gate, a man suddenly appeared in front of him and blocked his way.
"I suddenly remembered that I have something important to do, so I won't be testing today. Please make way," Han Sen said.
The man had no intention of backing down. He continued to block Han Sen's path as he coldly said, "It's fine if you don't, but once you enter the temple, you have to kneel and pray. Otherwise, it's blasphemy."
At this time, the soldiers that were guarding the god temple reacted. They surrounded Han Sen and kept him in the middle.
Mister Yang quickly ran over and said, "Mister Shibo, this is a misunderstanding. My friend is a villager from the mountains. He does not know the rules. If he offended you in any way, please, for my sake, let him go this time."
He was not afraid of Han Sen getting hurt. He was just afraid Shibo would anger Han Sen. If Han Sen slapped Shibo and turned him into dust, that would be a big problem.
Shibo was the son of the leader of Ancient God City. If Shibo was killed, the leader of the city wouldn't just sit by and watch. If Han Sen slapped the leader of the city to dust, it would alert the higher-ups of the Qin Kingdom.
From what Shibo could see, no matter how high Han Sen's level was, he was just a gene race. There was no way he could fight the Qin Kingdom's higher-ups. If that happened, Shibo would be dragged into the mess.
"He is a villager. That explains it."
Shibo understood. He suddenly looked cold. "I do not care if he is a villager or what. Blasphemy against a God Spirit is a crime punishable by death. If he sincerely kneels and kowtows, perhaps I can spare his life. Although he can be spared from death, he must be punished."
Before Shibo finished speaking, Han Sen interrupted him. "What if I do not kowtow today?"
"You do not have to kowtow." Shibo coldly laughed. He raised his hand into the sky. In the next second, there was a boom.
A creature with a black shell that was as big as an elephant landed in front of Shibo. It shook the plaza three times.
Han Sen looked at the shell creature. It looked like a rhinoceros beetle. Its shell was shiny and black. It had a pair of black wings. It looked like it was going to eat someone.
"If you are willing to become my overbearing bug's food, I will forgive your blasphemy against a God Spirit." Shibo lifted his lips. He looked cocky.
"Is that Mister Shibo's overbearing bug?
I have heard it is a king-class gene race. It has very powerful power and defense. "
"If I had such a powerful gene race, I would be satisfied for the rest of my life."
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The people in the plaza looked at the overbearing bug with envy. They did not feel sorry for Han Sen.
From what they could see, Han Sen was just a villager. If a villager dared to blaspheme against a God Spirit and a noble like Shibo, he had a death wish.
Mister Yang was in a rush, but there was nothing he could do. He could only wait.
Shibo looked at Han Sen with a cocky look. "Do you want to kneel and pray so I can break your leg? Or do you want to become the overbearing bug's food?"
"I just want to leave," Han Sen casually said. He walked past the overbearing bug and prepared to leave the god temple.
"You have a death wish!" Shibo was furious.
This was his first time hosting a god temple ceremony. He did not want to kill, but he did not expect Han Sen to be so stubborn. He could not care less. He gave the overbearing bug an order.
The overbearing bug roared. It opened its mouth, which was full of spikes, and tried to eat Han Sen.
Shibo crossed his arms in front of his chest. He coldly looked at Han Sen. He was ready to watch Han Sen get eaten by the overbearing bug.
Peaceful frowned as she watched this. She did not understand why Han Sen was doing this. Han Sen looked like he was trying to pick a fight.
No matter which country it was, respecting a God Spirit was the most basic etiquette. Han Sen had entered the god temple, but he did not want to kneel to the God Spirit. He was obviously looking for trouble. It was no wonder Shibo was angry.
Peaceful thought, "Fine. Let's see how strong he really is."
Seeing the overbearing bug about to eat Han Sen, Han Sen did not summon a gene race. He raised his fist and punched the overbearing bug's head.
Peaceful was frozen. Shibo looked at him as if he was looking at an idiot.
He did not use a gene race. He did not use a God Spirit Blood-Pulse. He wanted to use his body to fight against a gene race like the overbearing bug. Everyone thought Han Sen was either a fool or a madman.
When Han Sen's fist hit the overbearing bug's head, everyone opened their mouths wide. They could not close them.