Chapter 89: The Banquet

In the evening, Chen Jiang arrived at Yu Dahai's villa to attend the victory banquet, and Mao Xiaofang happened to have been invited by Yang Feiyun as well.

Chen Jiang hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Daoist Master Mao, you have come as well."

Mao Xiaofang smiled and said, "Daoist Master Chen, this time the credit is mainly yours."

Chen Jiang waved his hand and said, "If Daoist Master Mao hadn't forced that ghost shadow to the wall, how would I have had that opportunity?"

A Fan said with an envious look, "Daoist Master Chen, the magical treasures you carry are truly powerful."

Mao Xiaofang also nodded and said, "There have long been rumors in the world that True Person Zhang possesses countless magical treasures; are those the treasures on Daoist Master Chen?"

Chen Jiang smiled and said, "That is correct, these were all given to me by Uncle Sheng."

He reached directly into the Universe Bag inside his shoulder bag and took out the Eight Trigrams Mirror, the Seven-Star Copper Sword, and the Five Elements Barrier Copper Plate.

"These are the magical treasures Uncle Sheng gave me; there is also a patchwork robe, I will show it to you next time."

Mao Xiaofang said in surprise, "These are all fine treasures. No wonder all our fellow Daoists say True Person Zhang is the 'True Person of Many Treasures'; the reputation is well-deserved."

Yang Feiyun, standing to the side, watched with burning jealousy. She had gone to such great lengths, yet had only learned a few scraps of magic from Mao Xiaofang.

Yet Chen Jiang was young, his cultivation was already sufficient to open a Daoist hall, and he had several magical treasures on his person; truly, comparing people only leads to frustration.

Chen Jiang put away the treasures and said, "How can these be considered the best? The best treasure has to be the Seven-Star Copper Sword in Uncle Sheng's hand, and there is also the Xiezhi Divine Light Mirror."

He lowered his voice and said, "I heard that the old gentleman, Uncle Sheng, can fly on a sword."

A Fan widened his eyes and said, "You mean flying on a sword like an immortal?!"

Upon hearing this, Yang Feiyun was also filled with longing.

Mao Xiaofang said with a look of admiration, "That is correct, True Person Zhang can indeed fly on a sword."

"Actually, once one reaches the level of a True Person, one can fly, but only True Person Zhang can achieve that kind of speed and altitude."

"It seems to be that sword in his hand; that is no longer a magical treasure, one could say it is an immortal artifact."

Yang Feiyun could not help but ask, "Master Mao, do you know about this sword?"

Mao Xiaofang nodded slightly and said, "I have some connections with True Person Zhang's senior fellow apprentice, Daoist Master Da Yi, and Daoist Master Da Yi once asked True Person Zhang about this sword."

"True Person Zhang said this sword was made from some scraps left over after the Xuanyi Sword was forged."

"Although they are called scraps, they are still precious materials for forging immortal artifacts."

Yang Feiyun could not help but swallow hard and asked, "Then what about this Xiezhi Divine Light Mirror?"

Chen Jiang explained, "This Divine Light Mirror contains a trace of the pressure of the mythical beast Xiezhi. If someone with evil intentions is illuminated by the Divine Light Mirror, they will reveal their true form and be suppressed by the mirror, unable to move."

Yang Feiyun was shocked and exclaimed, "What a powerful immortal artifact!"

Chen Jiang said with some pride, "It is indeed not an exaggeration to call it an immortal artifact."

Mao Xiaofang smiled and said, "Daoist Master Chen, what has True Person Zhang been doing lately?"

Chen Jiang shook his head and said, "I am not very clear; Uncle Sheng is always elusive."

"However, he should be building a large building on Lengjiao Mountain recently; I only just finalized this matter with Boss Li today."

Mao Xiaofang said with some confusion, "Building a large building? Could it be that True Person Zhang intends to establish a branch sect in Xiangdao?"

Chen Jiang waved his hand and said, "I don't know either; how would I dare to guess what Uncle Sheng wants to do?"

Mao Xiaofang nodded and said, "If True Person Zhang spreads Maoshan Daoist arts in Xiangdao, Xiangdao will surely enjoy peace and prosperity. This is a great good deed."

Upon hearing this, Yang Feiyun felt much heavier at heart. He had calculated everything, and although there was an extra Chen Jiang, he was not much of an obstacle; as for Zhang Cheng, he could not calculate him at all.

He had originally thought that the plan had encountered a few accidents, but the problems were minor.

But now, with such a cultivation giant who was nearly an immortal sitting in Xiangdao, his plan would be as difficult as ascending to heaven if he wanted it to succeed.

I will not lose; I must change my fate, I must! Yang Feiyun thought to himself.

"Everyone, now please welcome my master, the head of the Seven Sisters Hall, Zhong Jun!"

Yang Feiyun was startled awake by He Daijin's shout, and he looked up toward the second floor along with Mao Xiaofang and the others.

They saw that on the second floor, Zhong Jun was wearing a red long dress and draped in a red square scarf.

Zhong Jun smiled, smiled at the guests below, and waved as she slowly walked down the stairs.

Mao Xiaofang looked astonished and hurriedly asked, "Feiyun, has this Zhong Jun gone into a demonic trance?"

After a moment of surprise, Yang Feiyun smiled and said, "Master Mao, do not worry. I have always been teaching Zhong Jun the things you taught me."

"I think she is not in a demonic trance; she wants to use this occasion to display her magic and reopen the Seven Sisters Hall."

Chen Jiang smiled and said, "What use is this trivial magic?"

Yang Feiyun felt very disgusted inside; if he could have received a formal education in orthodox Taoist magic, he would certainly be stronger than Chen Jiang now.

Mao Xiaofang sighed and said, "Alas, this can only be left to her."

Just as Yang Feiyun had said, Zhong Jun intended to use this occasion to reopen the Seven Sisters Hall, and she began to perform the magic she had learned in public.

At the critical moment!

Fang Tu burst in and shouted, "It's bad! Sakai is not dead yet; he has gathered a group of subordinates and headed toward Fei'e Mountain!"

Upon hearing this, Chen Jiang was shocked and said, "How is this possible? He didn't die even after that?"

Yang Feiyun hurriedly said, "This is bad, Miss Yu is in danger!"

Mao Xiaofang immediately said, "There is no time to lose, let's hurry to save them!"

At the same time, at the school on Fei'e Mountain, Yu Bixin and Zhong Bang were celebrating Xiao Zun's recovery with the children.

However, Zhong Fabai, who was sitting to the side, whispered, "Brother Feng, this kid is not right."

Lin Zhengfeng whispered, "I know, he has corpse energy on him, but he hasn't mutated; the situation is not simple."

Zhong Fabai said with some excitement, "No wonder Uncle-Master wanted to send us here; it is indeed not simple."

Lin Zhengfeng hurriedly said, "Don't be impulsive, let's observe the situation first."

Xiao Zun was very happy right now, singing along with Yu Bixin, Zhong Bang, and the others.

It was just that Lin Zhengfeng and Zhong Fabai were both tone-deaf, so they kept slacking off.

At this moment, white mist began to appear in the classroom.

Lin Zhengfeng noticed something was wrong immediately, and he looked toward Zhong Fabai.

Zhong Fabai nodded and said, "It is Yin energy!"

The two of them immediately picked up the peach wood swords wrapped in cloth nearby, then took up their positions, reaching into their robes with their other hands to touch a spirit talisman.

Before long, the sounds of ghosts wailing and wolves howling came from outside, drowning out the sound of the chorus.

Zhong Bang drew his revolver at once, and the next second, a walking corpse charged in.

Zhong Bang fired immediately and shouted, "Bixin, hurry and take the children away!"

Yu Bixin immediately led the children to retreat toward the window.

"Teacher, do not panic; A Bai, take them away!"

Lin Zhengfeng brandished his sword and charged out, stabbing straight into the walking corpse's chest, instantly killing one walking corpse.

"Killed a walking corpse, gained 10 points of merit."

Hearing the prompt, Zhang Cheng complained: Is it because heaven and earth are isolated? It seems I need to develop some manpower, otherwise I won't have merit to extend my life.

(End of this chapter)