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Chapter 237: Testing Magic Treasures, Planning a Little

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"Ding!"

"Bo Yikao is dead, mission complete. Congratulations to the Host for obtaining the high-grade innate spiritual treasure, Qiankun Ruyi Fan!"

After returning from Jinao Island, Gu Xiu stayed honestly on Three Immortals Island.

Hearing that Bo Yikao was dead, he didn't have much expression on his face, lowering his head in thought.

"Bo Yikao is dead? It seems the Chan Sect is going to start supporting Ji Fa."

"But the current pattern has been changed, and the Investiture of the Gods might be delayed. It is almost impossible for the Chan Sect to destroy the Shang within twenty-eight years."

He looked up slightly toward the direction of Mount Kunlun.

"No matter what the situation of the world is, I just need to protect the Three Xiaos well. You guys can slowly play with the Yin Shang regarding the Investiture of the Gods. I want to see if your Chan Sect dares to destroy the Yin Shang if the Jie Sect doesn't go."

Gu Xiu was even thinking about the scene where Jiang Ziya fought to Zhaoge but didn't dare to enter Zhaoge.

Of course, if there was a mission, he wouldn't mind doing it to ruin the Chan Sect's plans.

He took out the Qiankun Ruyi Fan given by the system.

The fan's design was simple and elegant, the fan bones were engraved with obscure and difficult-to-understand runes, and it radiated a faint fluctuation of power.

Being bored, Gu Xiu came to the seaside to test the power of the Qiankun Ruyi Fan.

He lightly waved the front of the fan, and instantly a scorching Samadhi True Fire gushed out, and the surrounding space was instantly burned and distorted.

Gu Xiu was very satisfied.

"Samadhi True Fire is a divine fire refined from essence, Qi, and spirit. Although it is not as good as Nanming Li Fire or Glazed Pure Fire, it is not comparable to ordinary fire."

Then, he flipped the fan and waved it, and a violent hurricane roared out, like a wild dragon going out to sea, and wherever it passed, sand and stones flew.

He couldn't help but comment again.

"The front can produce fire, and the back can produce wind. Wind can help fire. It is indeed a good treasure. If it falls into the hands of someone who specializes in fire-attribute cultivation techniques, it will be twice the result with half the effort."

Mount Kunlun.

Jade Void Palace.

Yuanshi Tianzun already knew about Venerable Daoxing being beaten, and seeing the Twelve Golden Immortals arguing outside, he called them all in.

"We pay our respects to Teacher." The Twelve Golden Immortals said in unison, respectfully.

Yuanshi Tianzun sat high on the auspicious clouds, looking at everyone with a majestic expression.

"I already know about your argument."

His tone was flat, but his voice sounded like a great bell, echoing in their ears.

"Teacher, please calm your anger. The Junior Brothers were just discussing how to deal with the Jie Sect." Guangchengzi hurriedly stepped forward and bowed.

Yuanshi Tianzun ignored Guangchengzi's explanation and looked straight at Perfected Yuding.

That gaze was like substance, pressing Perfected Yuding so hard he couldn't breathe. Beads of sweat as big as beans slid down his forehead, and his legs trembled slightly, as if he wouldn't be able to support his body in the next second.

He thought it was because he had been provoking and mocking outside, causing Yuanshi Tianzun's dissatisfaction.

Just as Perfected Yuding was about to collapse and admit his mistake, Yuanshi Tianzun moved his gaze away and looked at Venerable Daoxing.

Venerable Daoxing's heart trembled, and he hurriedly lowered his head, sweat pouring down like rain.

Then he heard Yuanshi Tianzun speak.

"Daoxing, do you know your crime?"

The voice was like thunder, echoing in the hall.

Venerable Daoxing's legs went soft, and he knelt on the ground with a thud.

"This disciple knows his crime, please punish me, Teacher."

On the auspicious clouds, Yuanshi Tianzun's gaze was profound, neither happy nor sad: "Tell me, where exactly does your crime lie?"

Venerable Daoxing was trembling, trying hard to calm his mood: "Disciple should not have disobeyed Teacher's words and gone to the East Sea to find trouble with the Jie Sect, causing the Chan Sect to lose face, and also causing Teacher to be angry because of this. I truly deserve to die."

"Just this?" Yuanshi Tianzun narrowed his eyes slightly, dissatisfied with this answer.

Venerable Daoxing was stunned. Could it be that there was something he hadn't thought of?

But after thinking about it, he really couldn't find where else he had made a mistake.

"Teacher, forgive this disciple for being incompetent, I don't know where I went wrong." Venerable Daoxing bit the bullet, but his heart was restless.

Yuanshi Tianzun snorted coldly.

"Your mistake is that you went to the East Sea to find trouble with the Jie Sect and lost to the Jie Sect."

"You can lose to anyone, but losing to a Jie Sect disciple is the biggest mistake you have made!"

Venerable Daoxing's body trembled: "Teacher, it was this disciple's momentary carelessness that led to losing to the Jie Sect disciple. This disciple is willing to be punished."

Yuanshi Tianzun said indifferently: "The Investiture of the Gods is imminent, this offense can be waived."

"This disciple thanks Teacher." The Twelve Golden Immortals all breathed a sigh of relief.

His gaze slowly swept over everyone, and Yuanshi Tianzun said in a deep voice: "The Jie Sect group only cultivates magic power, not virtue. When you find trouble with them, you are only allowed to win, not lose to them. In front of the Jie Sect, we must not weaken our momentum."

"Obey the decree!"

Perfected Yuding had a feeling of surviving a disaster. He seemed to have escaped a calamity; Yuanshi Tianzun did not criticize him to his face.

"All of you, go down."

Everyone responded in unison.

After the Twelve Golden Immortals left.

Antarctic Immortal Weng came to seek an audience.

"Antarctic pays respects to Teacher." Antarctic Immortal Weng's expression was respectful: "Teacher, Bo Yikao is dead."

Yuanshi Tianzun was silent for a moment: "Did the Jie Sect take any action?"

"Back to Teacher, the scheme to trap and kill Bo Yikao went very smoothly, and the Jie Sect did not interfere."

The Jie Sect was sometimes prescient, and sometimes let them scheme outside at will.

This made Yuanshi Tianzun very puzzled; he didn't know what Tongtian was thinking.

Narrowing his eyes slightly, he pondered for a moment, and seeing that he couldn't understand, he simply stopped thinking about it.

"Very good." Yuanshi Tianzun nodded: "Bo Yikao is dead, we can proceed to the next step. Send someone to assist Ji Fa, improve Ji Fa's reputation and status, so that he can sit in the position of Xibo Hou."

"Yes, Teacher."

Seeing that everything had been instructed, Yuanshi Tianzun looked toward a dilapidated courtyard on Mount Kunlun.

An old man, over seventy years old, with silver hair tied behind his head, was holding a bundle of bamboo slips and reading.

What he was reading was not Daoist magic, but some military strategy from the mortal world.

At this moment, a black-robed Daoist walked over quietly, looked at the content on the bamboo slips from behind, sneered, and called out.

"Jiang Ziya."

A voice suddenly came from behind, scaring Jiang Ziya. The bamboo slips in his hand almost fell. Turning around, he saw that the person who came was Shen Gongbao, and only then did he breathe a sigh of relief.

"Junior Brother Shen Gongbao, may I ask what is the matter?"

Shen Gongbao's eyes rolled, and he said in a deep voice: "Are you reading these military strategies again?"

Jiang Ziya's expression was calm, and he nodded: "Junior Brother Shen, is there any problem with me reading these?"

"Didn't you come to Mount Kunlun to learn Daoist magic? What is the use of reading military strategies?"

Jiang Ziya said: "Senior Brother Antarctic told me that if I can understand the content of the military strategies and use them skillfully, I can have an opportunity."

"Pedantic!" Shen Gongbao scolded angrily: "We came to Mount Kunlun to cultivate the Dao. How can we learn these things? Isn't this neglecting our proper work and wasting time?"

"A pig staying on Mount Kunlun for more than forty years would have become a spirit long ago, but look at you, cultivating on Kunlun for more than forty years, not to mention the lowest level of human immortal, you can't even reach the stage of refining spirit and returning to void."

Jiang Ziya thought about it, and it was indeed reasonable.

"Junior Brother Shen, you are right. I also want to learn Daoist magic, but my talent is limited. Senior Brother Antarctic only taught me some simple spells and let me read military strategies."

Shen Gongbao's eyes rolled: "It doesn't matter, I can teach you deeper spells."

"Really, Junior Brother Shen? Are you really willing to teach me?" Jiang Ziya was a little excited. Junior Brother Shen was really a good person.

Shen Gongbao nodded and smiled cunningly: "Of course, but I won't teach you for nothing."

Jiang Ziya thought so too; there is no free lunch in the world.

"Junior Brother, what do you want?"

"If Teacher asks you to be the host of the Investiture of the Gods soon, I hope you refuse and recommend me to be the host." Shen Gongbao's eyes revealed a trace of greed.

Jiang Ziya frowned, his eyes full of confusion: "What is the Investiture of the Gods?"

"Don't worry about it, just do as I say." Shen Gongbao was a little impatient.

Just as Jiang Ziya was about to agree, the White Crane Boy suddenly came over.

"Shen Gongbao, the Saint Master is looking for you. Please go to the Jade Void Palace."

The conspiracy was about to succeed, but suddenly a White Crane Boy appeared, making Shen Gongbao unhappy, but he didn't dare not go when summoned by the Saint.

Watching Shen Gongbao and the White Crane Boy head to the Jade Void Palace, Jiang Ziya was full of envy.

"Junior Brother Shen has better talent than me, can learn many Daoist spells, and is summoned by Teacher. It's really enviable."

Looking down at the military strategies in his hand, he couldn't help but feel a trace of disappointment in his heart. ===== CHAPTER 238 =====

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