Chapter 115

On the big screen, Zhang Guoli, dressed in Daoist attire, with slightly white beard and hair, stood on a piece of auspicious cloud in midair and said.

Cheng Kui'an looked up, puzzled, "Hey, who are you, you scruffy one? I've never seen you before."

The audience also felt some surprise, knowing the film had many cameo appearances, but they didn't expect Zhang Guoli to appear in it.

But industry insiders could roughly guess, thinking it should be Han Sanping's doing.

On the screen, the middle-aged Daoist played by Zhang Guoli flicked his whisk, scooped up the Holy Mother from the ground into his arms, reached out to wipe the tears from her face, and sighed, "Poor child!"

"Second brother, save second brother, save him!" the Holy Mother cried.

Zhang Guoli flicked his whisk again, striking Cheng Kui'an's right arm; the latter, as if shocked, flung his hand, throwing away Yang Jian, clutched his arm and rolled on the ground like a wild beast, wailing in agony.

The two chieftains played by He Jiayu and Li Zhaoji, facing a formidable foe, demanded, "Who exactly are you? What sorcery did you use?"

But a voice came from afar, "Haotian, you bully the small with your greatness, utterly shameless!"

Yet when it "struck" an ordinary Wu tribe member, it actually sent the person flying backward, spurting blood and dying.

"What do you call me?"

These two also wore Wu tribe attire, but their builds were only slightly more robust than ordinary people.

"Director Jiang, this setting is too grand; won't it end up following in the footsteps of *The Legend of Shu Mountain*?"

"You, when you cultivated beside Patriarch Hongjun, we Wu and Yao tribes waged war against the heavenly court, the Heavenly Emperor died, and that let you pick up the advantage!"

"Old Jade Emperor, as the supreme ruler of the three realms, you actually strike at ordinary Wu tribe members—utterly shameless!" Ding HaiFeng said angrily.

Having said that, his aura flared; half-transparent ripples spread from Zhang Guoli's vicinity, but when they touched Yang Jian on the ground, there was no reaction.

In the blink of an eye, eight or nine Wu tribe members died; Cheng Kui'an, He Jiayu, and Huang Guangliang, the slightly stronger ones, merely struggled twice before dying.

Zhang Guoli gave a cold snort, "In the Purple Cloud Palace, you call me Haotian, I won't argue with you. Once out of Kunlun, what do you call me?"

Unexpectedly, Yang Jian had already prepared; his body shot forward a hundred meters in an instant.

Inside the auditorium, the audience again felt surprise, "Ancestor Wu, what setting is this now!"

Yet seeing Zhang Guoli on the big screen speak domineeringly, "What do you call me?"

The camera turned, and Ding HaiFeng and Zang Jinsheng flew in like cannonballs from afar.

Zhang Guoli laughed, "But I see you two are still seriously injured, not yet healed!"

The two Ancestor Wu portrayed by Ding HaiFeng and Zang Jinsheng both gave a muffled grunt; the former broke out in cold sweat, the latter had blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.

But see him let out a tiger's roar, then immediately pounce toward Yang Jian not far away.

Ding HaiFeng fell silent, then transformed into a monster about forty meters tall, with a sturdy build, tiger head and human body.

When they approached, He Jiayu, Li Zhaoji, and the remaining Wu tribe members trembled all over, their hill-like bodies crashing to the ground as they bowed, "Greetings, Ancestor Wu!"

Ding HaiFeng sneered, "His true form lies beyond the Thirty-Three Heavens, suppressing the heavenly stars; what came is merely an incarnation—could it still frighten him?"

"Haotian?"

Zang Jinsheng sighed, "It's come to this, let's go!"

Qiangliang twisted its body, its washbasin-thick, several-meter-long tiger tail instantly elongated, sweeping toward Yang Jian's landing point.

The Haotian in midair wore an angry expression, "Seek death!"

With a sweep of his whisk, he struck Qiangliang first; behold, this forty-meter-tall, sturdy, tiger-headed humanoid monster was instantly flung away, crashing with a boom hundreds of meters distant.

Zang Jinsheng beside him instantly moved; as he flew out, he transformed in midair into a creature with a human face, tiger body, covered in golden scales, wings sprouting from his shoulders, his body over thirty meters long, wings spanning over a hundred meters; in the blink of an eye he reached Qiangliang, seized it, and flew off, vanishing.

"Uncle, are you really my uncle?" the Holy Mother asked through tear-filled eyes.

Yang Jian stubbornly replied, "Uncle is a bad person; he isn't!"

Zhang Guoli gave a wry smile, lowered his cloud, placed the Holy Mother on the ground, and summoned the precious lotus lamp from beneath the Wu tribe corpses, returning it to her hand.

He then asked Yang Jian, "If someone bullies her, what will you do?"

"I would sacrifice my life to protect her completely!"

"If she grows up, noble and beautiful, yet is deceived and carried off by a coarse, barbaric Wu tribe member, what then?"

Yang Jian glanced at the hill-like Wu tribe corpse on the ground, snarled, "I'll kill him!"

Zhang Guoli sighed, his expression somewhat sorrowful, "Yeah, I used to think the same!"

Yang Jian stared, his youthful face showing a thoughtful yet pained expression.

Especially upon seeing the appearances of Cheng Kui'an, He Jiayu, and Huang Guangliang, he revealed a deep disgust.

Little Yang Jian pressed his lips, painfully asking, "Why, why!"

Zhang Guoli seemed not to hear his nephew's words, continuing on his own: "Pangu cleaved heaven and earth, exhausted and died; his primordial spirit split into the Three Pure Ones, his flesh and essence becoming the Twelve Ancestor Wu. Later Nüwa molded clay to create humans; humanity began to proliferate, and she founded the demonic teachings, as the demonic sect's leader, the human and demonic paths united as one. With Donghuang Taiyi leading the ancient demon tribe, he established the heavenly court, ordained the heavenly laws, becoming the orthodox of the three realms… The Wu-Demon war saw countless stars and great Wu perish, causing the heavenly constellations to lose control, the primordial land to shatter."

"I, cultivating beside the Dao Patriarch, received an emergency decree to take over the heavenly court, using my cultivation to suppress the heavenly constellations, preventing the court's collapse. I also revised the heavenly laws, restoring order to the three realms. But just then, your mother, my dear sister, found the heavenly court dull and boring, and descended to the mortal realm to wander…"

"Yang Jian, you say, what should I do?"

"If, in a dozen years, she grows up just like your mother, what will you do when that time comes?"

Though Yang Jian is only five, extraordinarily gifted and born with supernatural powers, he still cannot comprehend these matters!

He clutched his little head, crouched on the ground, and anguished, "I, I don't know, I don't know!"

Seeing her brother in agony, the Holy Mother ran over and embraced Yang Jian, "Second brother, second brother, I will heed your words and never leave you!"

Yang Jian held the Holy Mother, tears pouring down, "Good sister, brother will forever protect you!"

Immediately afterward, they kowtowed to Zhang Guoli portraying Haotian, "Uncle, things have come to this; please spare Mother, she is your sister!"

Zhang Guoli sighed, "Haotian under Patriarch Hongjun may show favoritism, but the Jade Emperor, supreme ruler of the three realms, cannot bend the law. Your mother violated the heavenly laws; I have suppressed her beneath Peach Mountain. If you truly have the ability to rescue her, I won't say anything. If you leave her be, she will remain imprisoned, at least preserving a life."

Little Yang Jian rose, his expression resolute, "One day I will split Peach Mountain and rescue my mother!"

Zhang Guoli smiled, wanted to speak but held back, then his form turned illusory and finally vanished into the air.

"Second brother, Uncle has left!" the Holy Mother said with a grim little face.

Yang Jian gave a cold snort, "He isn't our uncle; he's just a heartless, cold-blooded… fellow!"

"Second brother, I'm scared!"

Don't be afraid, big brother will always protect you!

Will you always play with me?

Of course, uh, I need to study hard, split Peach Mountain and rescue Mom!

Oh, second big brother, keep going, you can definitely do it; then I'll play by myself, not cling to you!

Mm!

Xiao Yangzhan replied offhand, then his face changed: "Don't sneak out behind my back, got it?"

(End of chapter)