Chapter 364: Bian Zhuang's Request

Almost done, after the grand ceremony ends, let's continue!

Seeing the children each receive their respective opportunities, Ao Yifan said to the women, and then led them back to the main hall.

Seeing Ao Yifan with his own mother, a group of little children took the opportunities they had received and showed them off to their mother.

Oh dear, fellow immortals, we originally came to celebrate my son Mu Zha's promotion ceremony—how could we possibly impose on you again?

Ao Yifan said.

Please, Holy One, be aware!

Just then, an immortal clasped his hands and said, 'We indeed have a connection with these children; we sent some insignificant little trinkets—please, Holy One, do not disdain them.'

You all, sigh, never mind, never mind!

Ao Yifan waved his hand and said, 'Just this once, not to be repeated as a precedent—but, your kindness, these children of mine will remember!'

Hearing this, the immortals who had presented gifts couldn't help but exchange knowing smiles.

Both sides understood each other tacitly; everything was left unsaid.

Mu Zha's promotion to Vice Sect Master of the Chan Sect was completed smoothly under the presiding of the Twelve Golden Immortals.

During the ceremony, various immortals sent many congratulatory gifts, and Mu Zha did not stand on ceremony.

After all, he has many younger siblings, and he still needs to give them gifts on holidays and festivals, so he has always been quite thrifty.

One could say that after this grand ceremony, Ao Yifan and his family received so many gifts their hands went soft.

Returning a peach for a plum, this Holy One Ao Yifan is, in the eyes of many immortals, also a very down-to-earth Holy One.

You should know, those few Holy Ones are always like a dragon that shows its head but not its tail.

Who would be like Ao Yifan, personally receiving gifts from all the immortals and drinking heartily with them?

Everyone, welcome to my son Mu Zha's promotion ceremony as Vice Sect Master of the Chan Sect—this cup, I, the Holy One, will drink first as a sign of respect; later, when my children wander the Three Realms, you need only give me a little face.

Ao Yifan raised his wine cup and said.

Hearing this, the immortals all raised their wine cups.

Senior Brother Bai Lian, this Holy One is truly kind—just one look and you can tell he's a good person!

Beside Bai Lian Tongzi, Jin Chan Zi whispered.

A good person?

After a moment's contemplation, Bai Lian Tongzi also counts as someone who has had relatively longer contact with the Holy One.

He knows that the so-called Holy Ones mostly are terrifying beings who have cast aside the ordinary seven emotions and six desires.

Often, these immortals of theirs are, in the Holy One's eyes, merely existences like ants.

To them, a Holy One could absolutely never be considered a good person!

Moreover, this Holy One is very likely related to Puti Laozi!

Bai Lian Tongzi thought: "Just, though he has recently grown close to both the Chan Sect and the Severance Sect, what exactly is he scheming?"

……

The grand ceremony lasted three days, after which the immortals from all quarters finally departed satisfied.

After all, the Holy One's favor is a tremendous opportunity.

But after most people left, there were still some who shamelessly clung on and refused to go.

Prince Consort, please, have mercy on this old Zhuang of mine!

Bian Zhuang, sniveling and tearful, poured out his grievances to Ao Yifan.

Only with Lady Rakshasa's help can this old Zhuang capture that white bull in the shortest time.

Fellow Daoist Bian Zhuang, you're making things very difficult for this Holy One!

Embracing the Rakshasa woman, Ao Yifan looked at Bian Zhuang kneeling before him and said, 'The Rakshasa is the Holy One's beloved woman; you would have her risk her body to lure out a white bull that covets her—do you think that appropriate?'

This...

Hearing this, Bian Zhuang also felt embarrassed, after all, saying that was indeed excessive on his part.

Just as Bian Zhuang was about to retreat, seeing the difficulty, suddenly Ao Yifan continued: 'But after all, we are old acquaintances; how could this Holy One ignore your plight? In this way, the Rakshasa now needs a dojo; if she can help you in this matter, once you obtain a position in the Heavenly Court, you will grant her a dojo.'

Hearing this, Bian Zhuang's heart leapt with joy, and he said: 'In that case, thank you, Prince Consort; rest assured, as soon as this old Zhuang obtains a position in the Heavenly Court, I will immediately arrange a suitable dojo for Lady Rakshasa.'

Very well, you go make the arrangements; get ready, and this Holy One will bring the Rakshasa over to cooperate with your actions.

Ao Yifan said.

Then many thanks, Prince Consort, and Lady Rakshasa as well!

Having said that, Bian Zhuang sprang up and strode out exuberantly.

Husband, are we really going to agree to him? This person looks utterly ordinary—does he truly have the ability to arrange a suitable dojo for our Asura clan?

The Rakshasa woman, clinging to Ao Yifan's neck, asked.

Hehe, don't underestimate this Bian Zhuang.

Ao Yifan laughed and said: 'Although he himself is quite ordinary, this person has deep opportunities, and moreover is highly favored by Taishang Laojun; with him taking the lead, the dojo for your Asura clan's cultivation and livelihood will certainly be built smoothly—you should know, among the Three Realms, the most skilled in this way is precisely that Taishang Holy One.'

Really?

The Rakshasa woman was half-believing, half-doubting, after all, Bian Zhuang's appearance really does not look like someone with deep opportunities.

However, since Ao Yifan has said this, she naturally won't say anything more.

Husband!

The Rakshasa woman, sitting in Ao Yifan's embrace, said: 'The queen mother says that our Asura clan's bloodline is still too thin; over there, we still need your help, husband.'

Thinking of the Rakshasa woman's still-charming mother-in-law, Ao Yifan nodded: 'Alright, once this matter is settled, I'll accompany you on a trip; after all, I haven't seen my mother-in-law in a while.'

Mm.

The Rakshasa woman nodded; thereafter, everything was left unsaid.

……

「Rakshasa woman, she has appeared again! 」

One cave dwelling, one kind: a man who had a pair of horns and grew a cow's nose; upon hearing the report from his underling little demon, he suddenly stood up.

This person is none other than that white bull who stole Taishang Laojun's Yin Fan and descended to the mortal realm.

Although he had been rejected outright by the Rakshasa woman at first, Bai Niu still could not forget her.

Recently, the Sea of Blood underwent a great upheaval; the Asura clan suffered deaths and captures.

Bai Niu's thoughts suddenly sprang back to life.

Although it is said that the Rakshasa woman has already followed that Heavenly Court prince consort, and even has a child.

However, rumor has it that when the Asura clan ran into trouble, that prince consort didn't even show his face.

Bai Niu felt that his opportunity had arrived.

After all, in Bai Niu's view, the present Rakshasa woman must be at her most helpless and sorrowful moment; only he, Niu Dalì, can bring her happiness.

As for the fact that the Rakshasa woman already has a child, Niu Dalì doesn't mind.

After all, his love for the Rakshasa woman is genuine; loving her means he must accept her child.

Thus, during this period, Niu Dalì continually sent out little demons to gather news about the Rakshasa woman.

Finally, heaven does not betray the sincere; today, his underling little demon brought back news of the Rakshasa woman.