Chapter 485: I'm Just Courting Death, Come On, Heavenly Dao, Strike Me Dead!

"I've come to borrow two immortals to serve as door gods."

Tang An got straight to the point, stating her purpose.

"Borrow two immortals as door gods?" What kind of immortals could serve as her door gods? Did she even need door gods?

However, what the Jade Emperor and the Queen Mother thought did not matter; what mattered was that Tang An wanted them now, so they had to give them.

Compared to asking for the Heavenly Court's treasury, this small request could hardly be called a request at all.

"You may choose any door gods of the Heavenly Court you wish; whoever you take a fancy to, you may take away."

"No need to choose, I've already picked." Tang An turned her head to look at the assembled immortals and pointed at two of them.

Who were they?

The God of Plague and the Star of Misfortune.

Watching the gate of where? Naturally, the main gate of Zhenmo Pass.

"Them two? As door gods???" It was the first time the Jade Emperor had ever heard of the God of Plague and the Star of Misfortune—whom people avoided like the plague—being able to serve as door gods.

"Yes." Tang An was not consulting the Jade Emperor; she was merely informing him.

Of course, the Jade Emperor was only surprised; he had no intention of refusing to release them.

"Since that is the case, God of Plague, Star of Misfortune, from this day forth, you two shall follow under the command of Chang'an Princess."

"Yes!"

The God of Plague and the Star of Misfortune were incredibly excited; with their unique constitutions, they were actually quite unpopular.

They never expected that one day, Tang An would personally appear to claim them. Even if it was just to watch the gate of Zhenmo Pass, they were thrilled.

After all, in the last great war, minor immortals of their level had no qualifications to participate at all.

"This minor god pays respects to Chang'an Princess. Many thanks to Chang'an Princess for your favor; from now on, we shall obey the Princess's commands."

"Mm." Tang An observed the two's constitutions and was very satisfied. "You two shall proceed to Zhenmo Pass and await orders."

"Yes." They answered with their mouths, but hesitated to speak further.

Tang An knew what they were worried about. "Rest assured, the people at Zhenmo Pass are not ones you two can affect. Go in peace."

"Yes!" The two bowed gratefully and set off for Zhenmo Pass.

After they left, Tang An turned and walked away as well.

"Old man Jade Emperor, see you next time. Don't miss me, okay?" Tang An waved her hand with her back to him.

Seeing Tang An's figure disappear into the Lingxiao Palace, the Jade Emperor finally let out a sigh of relief and hurriedly wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Miss her? It would be better if she never came back.

Doushuai Palace.

When Tang An arrived, she found the Three Pure Ones all gathered there.

Could it be they were plotting something again? Planning to initiate the Conferring of the Gods again?

"Master, First Senior Uncle, Second Senior Uncle."

Tang An entered Doushuai Palace, and the three of them made no move to avoid her.

Taishang Laojun had a vague, ominous premonition, because every time Tang An came to find him, it was either to ask for an Immortal Pill or to ask for a treasure.

"Junior Niece, your coming here is again..."

Taishang Laojun paused his words as he looked at Tang An.

The three senior and junior brothers exchanged glances, then all looked at Tang An, their eyes seemingly churning with stormy waves.

"What? Is there something on my face?" Tang An touched her own face. "Could it be that I've become even better-looking?"

Before she could finish speaking, the Three Pure Ones all appeared before her.

"Hey..."

"Master, what are you all doing..."

Taishang Laojun immediately flicked his Whisk and began to calculate with his fingers.

Yuanshi Tianzun and Tongtian Jiaozhu also began their own calculations.

About the time it takes for an incense stick to burn later.

Tang An sat down on the floor of the great hall with a thud. The three of them finished their calculations and looked down at Tang An.

"I say, Master, stop keeping me in suspense. Can we stop talking in riddles?"

Tongtian Jiaozhu waved his hand and cut off a piece of reflective floor tile for Tang An, telling her to take a look at herself.

Taishang Laojun looked at his floor tile and raised an eyebrow slightly. This master and disciple were cut from the same cloth; they really weren't polite at all, were they?

Tang An looked at herself in the floor tile and was clearly struck by her own beauty. "Who is this? How can she be so beautiful? I really want to give her a kiss, mwah..."

She pursed her lips and leaned in, but was pushed back by Tongtian Jiaozhu, who poked her forehead.

Tongtian Jiaozhu had long since grown accustomed to his disciple's lack of seriousness.

"The mark between your brows, do you know what that is?"

Tang An shook her head.

"When did it appear?"

"It was when I was unconscious last time. I had a bizarre dream and a splitting headache. After I woke up from the pain, it was there."

Yuanshi Tianzun was silent for a long moment before saying, "Do you know who the last person to possess this mark was?"

"Who?"

The three brothers did not speak, but instead looked up at the sky.

Tang An's heart skipped a beat. "Dao Ancestor Hongjun?"

Why would she have the same mark as Dao Ancestor Hongjun? And that dream from that day—could it be real?

Why did the other version of herself also possess the aura of the Heavenly Dao?

A multitude of images rushed into Tang An's mind once again, but there were too many, they were extremely jumbled, and they vanished in a flash.

She wanted to find some clues, but she gained nothing.

Suddenly, as if Tang An had recalled something, she looked up abruptly.

"A new Heavenly Dao?"

"A new..."

Could it be that the new Heavenly Dao Nuwa spoke of was her?

Whose scheme was this? The Great Dao? Nuwa? The Heavenly Dao?

But why would the Heavenly Dao scheme for her to become the new Heavenly Dao, and why would the Heavenly Dao design its own replacement?

Was it Nuwa? Did she intentionally refrain from acting, letting her gain the Great Merit of repelling the Outer Realm Demon Race while in danger, just to cultivate her into a Great Dao Saint? So that she could better take over this broken Three Realms in the future?

"Screw this!"

Binding her for three thousand years was one thing, but they wanted to bind her for a lifetime to be some crappy Heavenly Dao?

No matter how she walked, she couldn't walk out of Nuwa's trap, could she? And they were dragging the Three Realms along to burden her, right?

Tang An turned around, intending to go to Nuwa Palace to ask about this clearly.

"Disciple, do not be impulsive."

Tongtian Jiaozhu stopped Tang An, "Your Master and your two senior uncles came here together precisely because we sensed the signs that a Great Dao Saint was about to appear in the world."

"But we did not expect it to be you."

"Master, I do not want to be any Great Dao Saint, I really don't."

She wanted to eradicate the Outer Realm Demon Race, she wanted to retire to Huashan and never ask about worldly affairs again.

She was truly tired of this life of being schemed against, having to fight and kill every day, and living on the edge of a blade.

Thinking of this, Tang An grew angrier and angrier; she flew straight out of Doushuai Palace, stood in mid-air, and pointed her finger at the firmament.

"Old man Hongjun, come out here!"

Hongjun seemed to already know that Tang An was about to become a Great Dao Saint; the expression in his eyes was quite complex, and even held some jealousy.

"You have yet to Enter Sainthood; do not challenge the might of Heaven again and again."

"I am here today specifically to challenge the might of Heaven. Come on, I'm being serious this time, strike me dead, hurry up."

She had lived enough, she was tired of living, let whatever happens happen.

And in Hongjun's eyes, her attitude was nothing but blatant provocation.

"Do you truly think I cannot do anything to you?"

"Yes, I do think you cannot do anything to me." Tang An pulled open her collar. "Come on, come, strike here. This is the main artery; one strike and I'm dead, two strikes and I'll be charcoal."

"If I dodge even once today, I'll take your surname."

Her eyes were very serious, her emotions agitated; she wished nothing more than for Hongjun to strike her dead in a fit of rage so she could have some peace.

As she spoke, Tang An looked at Tongtian Jiaozhu, "Master, if Nuwa comes later, you stop her."

"I must die here today; no one can stop me."