Chapter 59: Left Foot Stepping on Right Foot, Spiral Ascension to Heaven

In an instant, Chinatown returned to its usual peace and tranquility.

The streets buzzed with crowds, people coming and going, as if the fierce battle had never occurred.

Rojie returned before his father, Chenglong, and Xiaoyu.

“The Holy Lord has been sealed by me; before my life ends, Itachi need not fear him harming the world.”

“However, the Dog Talisman granted me immortality—I will forever imprison the Holy Lord within my body.”

Upon hearing this, his father frowned tightly.

“Oh no, yin and yang are now unbalanced—new demons will emerge.”

Rojie’s lips curled slightly as he spoke calmly:

“I will release one demon, then seal it within my body to restore balance between yin and yang.”

This was a lie!

In Rojie’s heart, a bold and insane plan had already taken shape.

He intended to gather the entire demon family set, sealing all eight demons inside himself.

When that happened, yin-yang imbalance would cause black qi to surge dramatically.

According to this world’s yin-yang balance rules, righteous qi would also activate—perhaps even boosting his own power.

This was Rojie’s wealth-building strategy.

Release demon → absorb power → trick righteous qi → release demon again.

A flawless wool-pulling plan.

Thinking of this, Rojie’s heart surged with uncontrollable excitement.

In this way, he could freely wield the demons’ power while gaining righteous qi’s blessing.

Righteous qi and black qi would take turns serving him alone.

Could such fortune be small?

This was true left-foot-stepping-right-foot, spiral ascent to heaven.

Rojie believed that even the Holy Lord, upon learning this plan, would be deeply grateful to him.

Although, the Holy Lord would no longer have a private room—he’d be forced into a shared apartment.

But the Holy Lord would soon reunite with his long-lost brothers and sisters.

As for the other seven demons trapped in hell, they too would thank Rojie.

Although, they’d go from the wolf’s den straight into the tiger’s lair.

But Rojie was their savior, the one who rescued them from hell.

They must show deep gratitude.

…

Several days later, inside his father’s antique shop.

Rojie focused intently on the book in his hands.

He was searching for the location of the Panku Treasure Box.

Now, of the twelve talismans, he already possessed the Pig, Dog, Chicken, and Snake Talismans.

Plus the Holy Lord’s own Rat Talisman, and the Ox and Horse Talismans obtained from District Thirteen.

The remaining talismans had yet to be found, scattered across the world.

And due to their extreme dispersion, tracking them down was like searching for a needle in a haystack.

For Rojie, rather than expending immense effort hunting talismans hidden in unknown locations,

It was better to first carry out his demon-breeding plan: release demons and seal them inside himself.

Relatively speaking, this seemed easier to accomplish.

After all, in the original story, the exact locations of the eight demons’ hell gates were clearly recorded.

Moreover, the Panku Treasure Box itself contained information on the hell gates’ positions.

But Rojie needed to find the Panku Treasure Box first.

Although Rojie remembered from the original story the general temple where the Panku Treasure Box was kept,

He did not know its precise location.

With black qi surging now, even if righteous qi favored him, it was unlikely to grant him a cheat in this state.

If he relied solely on his own aimless searching, it would take countless hours.

Yet, in the original story, the Holy Lord had discovered the Panku Treasure Box’s location among his father’s collection of books.

Although his father held different beliefs,

That rigid old man still permitted Rojie to linger in the shop for long hours, poring over the books.

After all, Rojie was a righteous qi mage!

A genuine righteous qi mage!

After days of searching in his father’s antique shop, Rojie finally found the book containing the crucial information.

“So it’s here.”

A flash of delight lit Rojie’s eyes. He set down the book, stood up, stretched his limbs, and prepared to depart immediately.

At that moment, Xiaoyu appeared behind him.

“Jiege, where are Itachi going?”

Rojie turned, crouched slightly, and gently ruffled her hair.

“Don’t be disrespectful—call me Jie Shu.”

But Xiaoyu deliberately defied him, saying:

“Okay, Jiege, where are Itachi going?”

Rojie’s face twisted into a slightly sinister smile as he half-joked:

“I’m going to find the Panku Treasure Box and release the ancient demons back into the world.”

Xiaoyu’s eyes instantly brightened. She eagerly said:

“Jiege, can Itachi take me along?”

“I want to see it too.”

At that moment, Chenglong’s voice came from afar:

“Xiaoyu, your holiday is almost over—Itachi need to do your homework.”

A flicker of disappointment crossed Xiaoyu’s face.

Damn homework. Damn Horse Talisman.

If not for the Horse Talisman, she wouldn’t be enslaved by homework.

Watching Xiaoyu’s expression, Rojie smiled and said:

“Looks like Itachi’ve got things to do.”

“But I’ll return soon—I’ll bring Itachi a gift.”

“Oh.”

Xiaoyu replied listlessly, showing little interest in the gift.

Suddenly, her eyes darted as if she’d thought of a clever idea.

At that moment, Rojie had prepared himself and activated the Aurora Eye.

Just as Rojie’s figure was about to vanish from the spot,

Xiaoyu moved swiftly and grabbed the hem of his robe.

The next instant, a flash of light—and both Rojie and Xiaoyu vanished from the antique shop.

Simultaneously, Rojie and Xiaoyu appeared inside an ancient, eerie temple.

The temple was thick with the scent of age; its weathered walls bore carvings of demons.

Rojie spun around sharply, staring at Xiaoyu in astonishment, his brow furrowed.

“Xiaoyu, how did Itachi follow me?”

Xiaoyu blinked innocently, touched her head, and grinned:

“I took the stairs.”

Rojie was speechless.

No wonder she was the Stair Climbing God.

In speed, the Rabbit Talisman was just for fun—stairs were the true divine technique.

Still, Rojie had come only to retrieve the Panku Treasure Box; Xiaoyu tagging along didn’t matter—he’d return soon.

Thinking this, Rojie turned his gaze toward a nearby raised platform.

There, the Panku Treasure Box rested quietly atop it.

Rojie stepped forward slowly, eyes locked on the box.

He knew the Eight Immortals had designed the box with an anti-black-qi mechanism.

Anyone touched by black qi would be violently attacked upon contact.

Even Wulong, possessed by the Holy Lord, dared not approach the Panku Treasure Box.

Now, as the Holy Lord’s jinchuriki, his body brimming with demonic power, Rojie feared the box’s curse might strike him.

Of course, if he were attacked, it certainly wouldn’t be his fault as this great righteous qi mage.

It must be the curse’s fault.

But Luo Jie had his confidence.

He possessed the power of the Dog Talisman; as long as he didn’t die, he could act however he wanted.

Let the dark spell strike all it wants—if he dies, he loses!

(End of Chapter)