Chapter 66: Xiang Xuanqing, Jin Yao, Yu Chendaojun

The chariot immortal charged forward without pause.

The entire long street was thrown into chaos.

The immortals all dodged aside.

But a few immortals seized the moment and slammed straight into it.

Seeing this, the ginseng tree’s face turned instantly pale, its lips trembling: “One kill, two kills, three kills, four kills…”

“We’re done! This grand assembly is going to lose everything before it even begins!”

“Did I bring enough ginseng fruits? If not, I’ll need more—but if I bring too many, Zhenyuanzi will get suspicious…”

By the time the chariot immortal raced up to Xiang Xuanqing, the ginseng tree had already calculated its losses with practiced precision.

“Today’s income plus ten ginseng fruits should just cover the losses—thank goodness!”

The ginseng tree exhaled a long breath.

“Master, I’ve landed a big deal!”

【Chariot Immortal】 was a female immortal, her skin as white as jade, her eyebrows like distant ink washes, her large eyes bright and spirited; her pale golden long robe added threefold nobility without diminishing her vitality or passion.

“From Zhu Ling Great World, Ji Xuan Great World, Qingyu Great World… seven or eight great worlds have sent new immortals who are unfamiliar with Baiyu Jing and wish to join a tour group through our Guide Alliance.”

【Chariot Immortal】 leapt down from her chariot with exuberance, beaming proudly at the ginseng tree.

Her small eyes sparkled, as if to say: Didn’t I do well?

“Excellent, Ruoxi, you’ve learned to independently recruit clients—that’s a major step forward!”

The ginseng tree smiled warmly, as if the earlier despair had never been its own.

【Chariot Immortal】 chuckled: “It’s all thanks to the Master’s teaching.”

“Then won’t the Master personally guide them? I recall our rules state as much.”

“Ah, no rush, no rush—I still have another guest here.”

The ginseng tree introduced Xiang Xuanqing beside it: “This is a newly arrived alchemy immortal.”

“Greetings, friend!” Xiang Xuanqing’s eyes smiled. “Little Ruoxi, we meet again.”

Ruoxi was in fact the Sun Goddess Xihe.

Xiang Xuanqing had already guessed this back at the Ninth Main Divine Hall.

He first met her at Ganyuan.

Xiang Xuanqing had teleported through the Ghost Gate to Ganyuan and nearly been run over by Xihe, who was driving the Sun God’s chariot.

Now, in Baiyu Jing, he saw the Sun God speeding again.

“An alchemy immortal?”

Ruoxi tilted her head toward Xiang Xuanqing, blinking—she felt he was strangely familiar, as if she’d met him before.

But she couldn’t recall where.

“Ruoxi, haven’t you always wanted to become a qualified guide immortal? Now’s your chance!”

The ginseng tree spoke with stirring enthusiasm to Xihe: “If you complete this mission perfectly, you’ll be allowed to independently guide new immortals from now on!”

“Really?!”

“Of course!”

Ruoxi’s face lit up with delight; she temporarily forgot about Xiang Xuanqing and sped off in her chariot.

Meanwhile, the ginseng tree quickly sent a voice message to another Guide Alliance officer:

“Friend Huang Zhongli, two immortals deliberately rammed Ruoxi’s chariot—I’ve brought some items… What? You’ll handle the aftermath? Good, remember to hold back—don’t damage our Guide Alliance’s reputation.”

“Change your identity, then—no problem. Give them a couple extra punches. These two are shameless—they cheated me last time and now they’re trying again.”

The ginseng tree exhaled lightly, joy rising to its brow.

“Come on, come on, friend—let’s go find the gemstone gambler!”

The rootless tree, its flowers deep and dark; greedy for glory, who will ever find rest? Life is fleeting, a boat on the sea of suffering, drifting, tossed, without freedom.

“Boundless, shoreless, hard to anchor; always swimming where fish and dragons lurk. Turn back, and the shore is near—don’t wait till the storm sinks your boat.”

Outside the First Qionglou, a pale-faced immortal chanted aloud.

He wore his hair loose, barefoot, draped in a black robe, golden armor and jade belt, a sword at his waist, standing atop a tortoise and snake.

This was 【Tortoise-Snake Immortal】 Zhenwu.

On either side of him stood two other immortals. “Heaven and earth as the furnace, yin and yang as charcoal, creation as the craftsman! All to forge one perfect pill!”

These were the alchemy immortals.

“The array divides life and death, the Dao weighs short and long; those with affinity, come; those without, depart.”

This was the array immortal—his slogan brief and forceful.

“Zhenwu, friend, is there really business at this gate? Why hasn’t anyone bought my pills all this time?”

Jin Yao Shangzun was here for the first time.

If Xiang Xuanqing had caught Hong Jun’s attention, how could He be left behind?

“Friend, Zhenwu doesn’t lie—wait a while.”

【Array Immortal】 Yu Chendaojun sat cross-legged, also here for the first time.

In truth, Hong Jun’s focus at this Baiyu Jing assembly was on three divine beings—Xiang Xuanqing, Jin Yao, and Yu Chendaojun.

He had sent them each a special invitation.

Zhenwu, still chanting, smiled: “Wait and see—the gemstone gambler’s event never lacks an audience.”

“Just focus on crafting two kinds of things: one, pills that enhance fortune; two, arrays that trap and capture.”

“These two kinds of items will sell like wildfire here!”

As predicted, the moment Zhenwu finished speaking, a black-robed immortal burst out of the Qionglou.

“Where are the pill sellers? Where are they?!”

The black-robed immortal stormed straight toward Jin Yao Shangzun, eyes bloodshot: “Do you have pills that boost fortune? Bring me the best!”

“Yes, yes, yes!”

Jin Yao Shangzun beamed and swiftly pulled out a Golden Core: “Pill of Fate’s Reversal! This pill…”

“I’ll take it!”

The black-robed immortal didn’t hesitate—he pulled out primordial spiritual materials from his pouch and paid according to Jin Yao’s price list.

“Xuputi, I’m back! Bring out your Seven Treasures Stones—I refuse to believe I won’t crack open something great this time!!”

After the black-robed immortal disappeared inside, Zhenwu turned to Yu Chendaojun.

“Friend, ready?”

Yu Chendaojun frowned: “Ready for what?”

BOOM!!!

The First Qionglou shook violently.

“Xuputi, you bastard! Every time you open a worthless stone—is there no justice left? Are you cheating?!”

Inside the Qionglou, the black-robed immortal’s hair and beard stood on end, furious beyond control.

He was clearly gambling mad, ready to smash the place.

【Gemstone Gambler】 Qianti remained calm, calling out: “Tortoise-Snake Immortal, I’ll buy one of your Binding Immortal Ropes.”

“Got it!” Zhenwu lifted his left foot slightly.

From the tortoise’s mouth emerged a red rope.

“Turtle Shell Bind!”

Zhenwu chanted the spell—the red rope flew into the Qionglou and, with expert precision, bound the rioting immortal into a tight, unbreakable knot.

“Done!”

Zhenwu smiled.

He turned to Yu Chendaojun: “Friend, did you learn?”

Yu Chendaojun stared at the immortal hanging helplessly in midair, in an embarrassingly humiliating pose.

He stood frozen, dumbstruck.

Is that how you bind with the Immortal Rope?

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