Chapter 327: Wait! This Script Isn't Right

"Huh?"

The golden light shifted, gradually transforming into a cylindrical shape, round at the front and thin at the back...

???

Wait!

What are you doing?

What kind of tiger-wolf shape is this?

You must be turning into a massage... no, you're turning into a fascia gun, aren't you!

You better say yes!!!

But fortunately, the shape of this golden light only lasted for a few breaths before it continued to change, to the shocked gaze of Ren Yidao, who could not accept it.

"Phew... thank goodness, thank goodness."

Although some of the subsequent shapes were still dangerous, at least they were not as frightening as the previous one.

The shapes changed in a myriad of ways without settling, causing Ren Yidao's heart to constantly rise and fall.

"Gulp, tsk."

By the end, Ren Yidao was no longer asking for something normal to be drawn, just for this agonizing process to end quickly...

And after Ren Yidao had waited with bated breath for who knows how long, the golden light finally stopped changing.

The Merit Golden Light filling the sky flew and gathered, finally condensing to the extreme, turning into a garment shining with golden-red light.

The garment was light and elegant in form.

Like clouds, like flowing light, like a feather quilt.

Gorgeous yet refined, carrying an otherworldly aura.

The moment he saw this garment, an idiom involuntarily surfaced in Ren Yidao's mind:

"Nishang Feather Garment..."

Using this term to describe the garment before him could not be more appropriate.

When people in the world see this term, they might think of a poor woman who died at Mawei Slope, and recall the dance she performed.

However, if one breaks this idiom down into "Nishang" and "Feather Garment," the artistic conception is different.

Nishang, using clouds and rainbows as garments.

It can be the clothing of an Immortal, or it can refer to the clothing of a Daoist.

"Blue clouds for clothes and white rainbows for skirts, I raise my long arrow to shoot the Heaven Wolf."

"Rainbow garments and feather canopies, I ascend the clouds; the empty coffin remains, why rely on the tomb mound!"

Feather Garment, clothing woven from feathers.

It is often called the clothing worn by Daoists or Immortals, and is also a synonym for a Daoist.

"Dreaming of a Daoist, in feather garments like an Immortal, passing below Lin'gao."

"The Heavenly Gate opens, the Heavenly path is clear, I wear my feather garment and ride a flying dragon."

From this perspective, this Nishang Feather Garment is actually very fitting for Ren Yidao.

【Nishang Feather Garment】:

The clothing of an Immortal, using clouds as skirts and feathers as garments.

Can avoid disasters, can conceal Heaven's secrets, can mask one's true appearance.

"..."

There are not many descriptions of the Nishang Feather Garment, but every item is very significant.

For the current Ren Yidao, what is the most lacking and most important ability?

As the level of people he comes into contact with gets higher and higher, and their abilities become more and more mysterious, what he needs most is a magic treasure that can help him conceal Heaven's secrets and his true identity.

Ren Yidao had originally planned to find time to hand-craft a copper coin mask to pay tribute to Brother Huo, but now there is no need for such trouble.

The treasure has delivered itself to his door.

However, when the Nishang Feather Garment floated before his eyes, Ren Yidao did not reach out to take it immediately.

It was not that Ren Yidao was worried about a trap, but that he was thinking about another very serious question.

"So... is one hundred draws the guaranteed pity of one Well Star?"

After drawing so many times, has the big pity finally come out?

Compared to the rewards previously obtained from the shrine, this Nishang Feather Garment is unknown how many grades higher.

It doesn't even look like it was drawn from the same pool!

"Could it be that I lost out before?"

Ren Yidao struggled for a while, then denied the negative thoughts in his heart.

Although he hadn't saved up one hundred draws to exchange for the big pity in the past, it could never be said that his actions at the time were wrong.

"If there hadn't been those rewards one by one back then, would I even have today?"

If it weren't for the initial relief supplies from the shrine helping Ren Yidao survive the difficulties after his reincarnation, he would have likely died deep in the mountains long ago.

Every point in time has its own needs.

If he had been given such a Nishang Feather Garment that could neither be eaten nor used back then, what use would it have been?

It would be far inferior to one or two pills of the appropriate grade.

"People, one still shouldn't be too greedy, otherwise it's purely adding trouble to oneself for no reason."

Ren Yidao figured this out, his heart suddenly cleared, and he reached his finger toward the Feather Garment.

And the Feather Garment changed naturally the moment Ren Yidao touched it, turning into a stream of light that flew onto his body, wrapping him tightly.

At the same time, a large amount of information surged into Ren Yidao's Consciousness Sea, giving him a better understanding of this mysterious magic treasure.

The material of the Nishang Feather Garment does not have a fixed form, and the style can change according to his thoughts.

It is just that the color of the Feather Garment cannot be changed; it must maintain the original gold-red color of the feathers.

Besides this, although defense is not its strong suit, it has reached the strength of a Heaven Grade heavy treasure, capable of blocking a portion of damage from external forces.

Especially when facing Five Elements techniques, it can reduce damage by over ninety percent!

"A Heaven Grade heavy treasure? No, a Supreme Treasure above the Heaven Grade?"

Could this garment be a Supreme Treasure that exceeds the Heaven Grade and reaches the same level as the Divine Path Bell?

Ren Yidao carefully sensed it for a while, then shook his head.

"But it feels like it's still lacking something."

Although this Nishang Feather Garment is good, it lacks a bit of liveliness and he did not feel a strong sense of autonomous consciousness; it seems there is no artifact spirit like the one in the Heaven Mirror.

"Is it truly absent? Or does it disdain communicating with me?"

Ren Yidao is more inclined toward the former; it has not been born yet.

Perhaps after some time, it will be able to gestate its own spiritual intelligence.

"Perhaps it could be called a heavy treasure at Great Perfection? Or a half-step Supreme Treasure? A quasi-Supreme Treasure?"

"Well, 'quasi-Supreme Treasure' sounds better, so let's just call it that for now."

Moving while wearing the Feather Garment, Ren Yidao suddenly raised an eyebrow, and a strange thought emerged in his mind.

"Wait, with a Feather Garment of this color, could it be that I am actually..."

"Doflamingo!?"

……

……

"Eek!!!"

Gui Yan is very afraid.

It is truly panicked.

Twelve hours have passed since that Human Race individual started meditating without warning yesterday.

During this period, the corpse of the Crab General stopped moving, and that person's perception of the outside world seemed to have vanished, completely immersed in his own world.

This seems like a good opportunity to run away.

But Gui Yan did not run.

This is naturally not because of loyalty, but because it does not want to die yet.

Ever since it stepped onto this pirate ship, it has had no way back.

Having left Ren Yidao's protection, it, already branded a traitor by the East Sea, would have nowhere to hide and would only become a street rat that everyone shouts to beat.

It is better to stay under Ren Yidao's protection; at least it won't die too soon.

And, an even more important point...

Gui Yan is not just afraid to run away, but also because it cannot move at all!

It was fine at the beginning, but after an hour passed, everything changed.

A kind of impulse that made it involuntarily want to prostrate and worship suddenly radiated from Ren Yidao's body!

Moreover, that feeling became more and more intense as time passed!

It has an illusion that the one sitting cross-legged before its eyes is no longer that mysterious and terrifying Human Race youth.

But a Great Demon!

And not just an ordinary Great Demon, but a top-tier Great Demon with ancient bloodlines!

Just feeling his aura was enough to make Gui Yan tremble, not daring to move even a bit.

And this torment lasted for a full twelve hours.

Just before Gui Yan was about to be unable to hold on and collapse, that terrifying pressure suddenly vanished into thin air.

With the pressure suddenly gone, Gui Yan was a bit unaccustomed at first, and it took a long time to come back to its senses.

"... Th-this is?"

It waited uneasily for a long while before tentatively poking its head out of its shell to observe the outside.

Sure enough, the youth who had been meditating with his eyes closed earlier has now woken up and is squinting his eyes while looking around.

Moreover, there is one thing that puzzles Gui Yan.

It cannot sense Ren Yidao.

If its eyes hadn't seen Ren Yidao, it would not have dared to believe that he was truly standing right in front of it.

Aura, scent, pressure... it cannot sense any of it!

He is clearly standing right before its eyes, yet he also seems as distant as if he were at the edge of the sky.

Even more mysterious and unfathomable, even more worthy of reverence.

"Did he break through?"

Gui Yan trembled in its heart and lowered its head even deeper, fearing that it might show the slightest bit of defiance.

This unspeakable silence did not last long; having come to his senses, Ren Yidao looked around and keenly noticed that the time was wrong.

I clearly remember that the time before I closed my eyes was later than it is now!

Did I sleep until I was muddled?

Or did time flow backward?

"What time is it now?"

How long did I actually meditate for?

Gui Yan poked its head out and said respectfully:

"Since you began your meditation, it has been just about one day."

Ren Yidao blinked, feeling a sense of relief.

Fortunately, only one day had passed; the situation shouldn't be too dire.

In Ren Yidao's view, Cang Lan and the others had gone to seek help from Ao Tan, so this day of time would have at most given them time to recover.

And they might not even be fully recovered yet.

Recovery requires not just resources but also time; one day is simply not enough.

Besides, even if they had lost their minds and decided to turn against Ao Tan, they should be able to hold out for a day, right?

Honestly, Ren Yidao was not worried about their safety.

That Cang Lan was quite capable in a fight, and with the addition of the mysterious Yaoyue, they shouldn't be that pathetic, right?

The only thing Ren Yidao worried about was them recklessly relocating ahead of schedule, which would make them hard to track.

But after sensing the mark he had left on Cang Lan, he set his mind at ease.

"Good, it's still there; they haven't teleported away."

"Are they waiting for me? Or are they seizing the time to recover?"

Ren Yidao thought with a smile, rubbed his chin, and jumped onto Gui Yan's shell to sit cross-legged.

"Let's go, we should hurry over and take a look."

I've grown tired of the General Crab, so let's just leave it here.

A tough battle might be waiting ahead, so I shouldn't waste the power of the Dao God.

"I just wonder, what will Ao Tan do when the time comes?"

"Will he push them out to clear his own name?"

"Or will he act as the hero and play the tough guy saving the beauty?"

Ren Yidao imagined various possibilities, his lips curling into a dangerous arc.

He was feeling a bit excited.

……

……

"My lord, we have almost arrived."

Gui Yan's voice was respectful, yet sounded somewhat uneasy.

"Oh?"

Ren Yidao stopped his breathing exercise, turned his consciousness back to the outside world, and looked ahead.

And then...

He blinked rapidly and asked uncertainly:

"Wait, you're saying that place ahead is the destination?"

"That East Sea Dragon King Eight Prince Ao Tan, his fiefdom palace?"

Gui Yan: "...... Yes, according to the sea chart, that is the place."

"Are you sure?"

"No, not entirely sure, but the sea chart really says so."

"......"

Ren Yidao looked at the broken walls and ruined pillars in the distance, and many question marks appeared above his head.

Little friend, do you have many question marks?

Huhu, I am full of them right now.

Hmm?

This... ah?

"Gui Yan, does your Prince Ao Tan like this style of decoration?"

It's so dilapidated; could it be that he likes the Syrian war-torn aesthetic?

Tell me honestly, does he really like it?

Or is he just too broke to renovate?

Gui Yan remained silent for a long while before speaking with difficulty:

"Uh!"

"This humble one has never truly entered the interior of the Eight Prince's palace, so I am unaware of what it looked like originally."

Gui Yan felt somewhat uneasy from Ren Yidao's question and explained hesitantly:

"However, as I think... this should not be its normal appearance."

In the words of the masses, the Eight Prince's life was one of extreme luxury, something all Sea Beasts yearned for.

For ordinary Sea Beasts, the Sea Lotus Fruit is extremely precious, yet Ao Tan would eat one bite and throw away a whole basket.

But now...

Where did something go wrong?

While lost in confusion, Gui Yan caught the scent of blood drifting over and twitched his nose in a tremble.

!!!

Even without going over to investigate, one could tell that many, many monsters had died here...

"My lord, this is..."

"Heh, I know."

Actually, without Gui Yan's reminder, Ren Yidao also understood that the scene before them was not right.

In the vision of the Dao God, there was an extremely dense aura of the Blood Demon Blade in the ruins ahead.

"Alright, you wait for me here."

Ren Yidao leaped down from the back of Gui Yan, let it wait ten miles outside the ruins, and walked toward the unknown ahead all by himself.

Perhaps for others, such a scene would require more caution, but he did not care.

Not only did he like this kind of chaotic scene, but he also did not dislike this bloody Evil Qi.

If it comes, let it come.

If it must fight, let it fight!

Within the soul of Ren Yidao also flowed a warlike bloodline.

And just as his footsteps were about to enter the only gate standing in the ruins, Ren Yidao paused his steps and leaped backward lightly.

And the instant after he retreated, a huge head was thrown out from the ruins, crushing the gate that was already on the verge of collapse.

Boom!

"Ho."

Ren Yidao took a few steps back, looked up at the huge "dragon head" that was more than half destroyed and had its eyes gouged out, and blinked.

"Um, may I ask... are you Ao Tan?"

Naturally, he did not receive a response.

The hollow eyes on that dragon head gazed at him gloomily, seemingly telling something in silence.

Ren Yidao stared at it for a while, then shook his head as if in regret:

"It seems I arrived late?"

"Someone beat me to it."

The situation seems to be a little different from what I expected!

It is not that Cang Lan and the others did not hold out for a day...

In the end, the one who could not hold out turned out to be you, this good-for-nothing fellow!

Ao Tan, you really are a disgrace to the demons!

Ren Yidao curled his lips, moved his gaze away from the remains of Ao Tan, and looked toward the interior of the palace.

"It seems you are waiting for me?"

He looked at the two women who were standing in battle formation and smiled:

"You did not run away."

"I am very happy~"