Chapter 46

"Who?" Bi Xiao's eyes lit up.

"Our brother, the current Golden Dragon Ruyi Zheng-Yi Dragon-Tiger Mysterious Altar True Lord, Zhao Gongming," Yun Xiao said slowly.

"So it's our brother." Bi Xiao's eyes brightened. "Yes, he is known as the God of Wealth; he should have many treasures, right?"

Zhao Gongming.

Originally the first disciple of the Jie Sect's outer sect.

His strength was extremely formidable. Back then, he had relied on his own power to injure the twelve Golden Immortals, including Guang Chengzi and True Person Yuding, and was even able to contend with the Daoist Randeng.

Unfortunately, the Sea-Calming Divine Pearls in Zhao Gongming's hands were eventually taken by Randeng, and he was killed by Lu Ya's Nail-Head Seven-Arrow Book, becoming a member of the Investiture of the Gods.

But regardless, Zhao Gongming's strength was self-evident.

Even in the entire Heavenly Court, there were very few gods more powerful than Zhao Gongming.

"Two sisters, let's set off now."

"Alright, let's go."

Heavenly Court, Mysterious Altar True Lord's Palace.

This was the residence of Zhao Gongming.

As one of the powerful bigwigs in the Heavenly Court, many gods would not easily come to disturb him.

This gave Zhao Gongming a period of peaceful life.

Zhao Gongming had once been high-spirited; who knew that he would become one of those caught in the God-Conferring Great Calamity?

One could only say that this was a matter of timing and fate.

"Brother, Brother..." A crisp voice came from afar.

This caused Zhao Gongming to reveal a hint of joy.

Because he was very familiar with the person coming; it was his younger sisters, the Three Xiao.

After becoming members of the Investiture of the Gods, the Three Xiao would still come to visit their brother from time to time.

After all, within the Jie Sect, Zhao Gongming's relationship with the Three Xiao was the best; his relationships with other Jie Sect disciples were secondary.

Soon, Yun Xiao, Qiong Xiao, and Bi Xiao walked in.

They didn't need to report in advance regarding the relationship between the Three Xiao and Zhao Gongming.

If it were other gods, they wouldn't dare to be so presumptuous.

Regardless of anything else, Zhao Gongming was a Quasi-Saint powerhouse.

He was a powerhouse who had once been able to contend slightly with the Daoist Randeng.

"Yun Xiao, Qiong Xiao, Bi Xiao, why have you come?" Zhao Gongming asked with a smile.

"What, Brother, can't we come if there's nothing wrong?" Qiong Xiao replied quickly.

"Haha, that's naturally not the case," Zhao Gongming shook his head. "But based on my understanding of you, you were here not long ago. Logically speaking, you shouldn't have come back so soon, so I think you must have something to discuss with me."

"Brother is indeed smart; you are right," Yun Xiao nodded. "We do have something to discuss with you, Brother."

"Hmm." Zhao Gongming's eyes flickered. "Yun Xiao, since we were conferred as gods, you haven't asked me for help with anything. Now that you've come to find me, it seems like there is a major event?"

A long time had passed since the God-Conferring Great Calamity.

The Three Xiao hadn't asked Zhao Gongming for help, so coming this time...

It was impossible that they hadn't encountered a major event.

For ordinary matters, the Three Xiao, as Da Luo Golden Immortals, would certainly be able to solve them.

So they must have encountered something they couldn't solve, or perhaps they had encountered an enemy—a Quasi-Saint level enemy?

Zhao Gongming speculated in his heart.

"Brother, we have indeed come for a major event, and this major event is not only related to us but also related to you, Brother," Yun Xiao said slowly.

"Hmm, it's related to me too?" Zhao Gongming was stunned.

This made him even more curious.

He couldn't think of anything that could be related to him at the moment.

"Brother, do you want to break free from the Investiture of the Gods and restore your past freedom?" Yun Xiao said these words.

"Bang..."

Zhao Gongming's expression stiffened, and the bricks under his feet shattered continuously; this was enough to describe how excited Zhao Gongming was at this moment.

Breaking free from the Investiture of the Gods was a wish he had always had.

But as time passed, Zhao Gongming also knew that the God-Conferring was a Great Calamity that governed the operation of this world.

Even Saints found it difficult to intervene.

So Zhao Gongming could only resign himself to it and give up.

Breaking free from the Investiture of the Gods had become an impossible thing.

But now, he had actually heard these words from Yun Xiao: transcending the Investiture of the Gods.

Was this possible?

"Yun Xiao, what do you mean?" Zhao Gongming asked with a solemn face.

"Brother, Bi Xiao previously met a senior. At that senior's place, she discovered a treasure that is said to be able to let us break free from the Investiture of the Gods," Yun Xiao explained.

"Yes, Brother, that is the God-Conferring Edict," Bi Xiao nodded.

"Bi Xiao, you haven't been deceived, have you?" Zhao Gongming asked.

Regardless of how one put it, this matter was truly somewhat unbelievable to Zhao Gongming.

It was simply unimaginable.

"Brother, I don't want to explain anymore," Bi Xiao snorted.

Previously, Yun Xiao and the others had doubted her, and now Zhao Gongming was the same; this made Bi Xiao feel somewhat unhappy.

"Brother, let me explain it to you," Yun Xiao coughed.

Afterward, Yun Xiao explained everything about the grocery store, Wu Feng's existence, and even the existence of the Chaos Bell and the Pangu Axe.

After hearing this, even Zhao Gongming, who was a Quasi-Saint, felt somewhat dazed.

The matter of breaking free from the God-Conferring was actually true.

"Then, according to what you said, the God-Conferring Edict only requires ten thousand exchange points," Zhao Gongming said in a deep voice.

"Yes, it's just that we don't have many treasures in our hands, and it seems a bit difficult to scrape together ten thousand. Brother, you are the God of Wealth; you should have many treasures, right?" Yun Xiao said as a matter of course.

"Cough, cough, although I am the God of Wealth, I don't have that many treasures," Zhao Gongming coughed. "However, we can go to the grocery store Bi Xiao mentioned now. If it's really not enough, we can also find our senior sister from the Jie Sect."

"Our Lady of the Golden Spirit." Qiong Xiao's eyes lit up.

Our Lady of the Golden Spirit was one of the personal disciples of the Sect Leader Tongtian.

Back then, she had single-handedly contended with Manjusri, Samantabhadra, and Cihang with ease, only to be ambushed by the Daoist Randeng using the Sea-Calming Pearls and lose her life on the spot.

Yet even so, it did not diminish the strength of Our Lady of the Golden Spirit.

It was precisely because of this that Our Lady of the Golden Spirit was conferred as the head of the female immortals, the head of the stars, and Doumu Yuanjun on the Investiture of the Gods.

She was truly one of the bigwigs of the Heavenly Court.

Perhaps she was only second to the six imperial figures like the Central Great Emperor Haotian and the Antarctic Longevity Great Emperor.

"That's right, it's Our Lady of the Golden Spirit, one of the teacher's personal disciples. However, we haven't confirmed this matter, so it's better not to go find her elder self yet. We need to go and confirm it first," Zhao Gongming said in a deep voice. "Yun Xiao, Qiong Xiao, Bi Xiao, pack up; we are preparing to head to Mount Huaguo."

"Yes, Brother." The Three Xiao nodded.

Whether the God-Conferring Edict was real or not, they would soon know.

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Heavenly Court, Marshal Tianpeng's residence.

"Although I've collected all the treasures in the residence, it's still a bit too little," Marshal Tianpeng scratched his head. "Or should I be like Sun Wukong and knock the gods over the head?"

Thinking of this, Marshal Tianpeng's eyes lit up.

This was a business with a ten-thousand-fold return.

Sun Wukong's behavior, if applied to him, would be even easier and more convenient.

Those gods shouldn't be on guard against him.

"No, still no." Marshal Tianpeng shook his head.

If Tianpeng did this, it would be the rhythm of rebelling against the Heavenly Court, and he didn't have such plans at the moment.

Mixing in the Heavenly Court, for the current Tianpeng, could be considered leaning against a big tree.

"Perhaps I can only take out the Nine-Toothed Rake." Tianpeng took out the weapon in his hand.