Chapter 225: Refining The Guardian Deity
Using the excuse of searching for the murderer who ambushed Jiang Yutang, coordinating with the Guo Lu Society, and forcing Tian Xuan Saint on the matter—after all, this could not be openly declared with open fire and weapons.
Zhao Guangxi did not dare to let Lin Shou Zhuo and the others come forward, only finding some already retired or secretly ill water carriers to cause trouble at the pounding house.
Convenient for timely cutting ties.
After all, Tian Xuan Saint was a genuine immortal, who even came from Yue Shan Daoist Academy, with a noble identity, far more prominent than he, the Wuqing County wellhead.
He could just secretly strike coldly when the time was right; if he were really made to get serious, tearing face with Tian Xuan Saint, Zhao Guangxi was still somewhat cowardly.
If it really came to that time, he could only call for reinforcements and find his father-in-law to save his life.
“That’s right, on our side, we originally had a few brothers injured. However… now everyone is fine.”
In the end, this person added,
“Very good, extremely good! Chronic illnesses healed, old ailments improved, and a few brothers even broke through to second-rate realm. It’s just…”
This person raised his head, blinked, and said,
“The brothers asked me to ask the landlord, about that settlement fee already issued…”
Zhao Guangxi chuckled and shook his head, saying,
“Just consider it as hush money for the brothers.”
“Thank you, landlord!” This person excitedly clasped his fists.
Zhao Guangxi nodded, signaling this person to leave.
Then, he sat alone in the study room, lost in deep thought.
Something’s not right.
He, Zhao Guangxi, had already prepared to be like a hero cutting off his wrist, ruthlessly sacrificing some of his subordinates’ brothers.
How come not only were there no sacrifices…
But they even grew stronger?
It’s just…
“How is it so coincidental that Old Chen was also at Liangjiang Military Academy?”
“Did Tian Xuan Saint really come for him?”
Zhao Guangxi muttered a couple of sentences.
Even if his inner guess came true, he still felt somewhat stuck.
How does my group hide dragons and crouching tigers, producing such a figure?
That even Tian Xuan Saint desperately wants to eliminate?
To be targeted by an immortal, who doesn’t care about face and squats outside the martial arts hall.
The matter itself explained Chen Shun’an’s value.
“Tian Xuan Saint disappeared—is there a problem, or did she give up chasing Old Chen?”
“How is Old Chen now?”
“Does Hong Lao Wu know some inside story?”
Zhao Guangxi anxiously paced back and forth in the study room.
His gaze turned to the【Chengping Guan Well Sword】 hanging on the study room wall.
A trace of hesitation flashed in his eyes.
Unnoticed, his facial features slightly distorted, black fur covered his face, pupils glowed green, taking the form of a cat ghost god.
Yet he was completely unaware.
“Master.”
At this time, a woman with a graceful figure and voluptuous curves pushed the door open and entered.
Madam Zhao had lightly applied face powder, drew long moth eyebrows, her gaze sweeping over Zhao Guangxi’s appearance.
She lowered her head, not only without disgust or fear, but her eyes even revealed a sickly indulgence, fondness, and possessiveness.
Still the familiar ginger tea, still rubbing his shoulders for him.
Madam Zhao’s voice was gentle, only softly saying,
“What is Master worrying about again? Why not tell your servant, perhaps I can help relieve your worries a bit?”
“Sigh, wife, you don’t understand; this matter involves too much, too complicated, telling you would be of no use.”
Zhao Guangxi shook his head, sat on the chair, and wearily closed his eyes.
Zhao Guangxi had extremely typical Sacred Dynasty male characteristics.
Male superiority and female inferiority, husband as the guide for wife.
He rarely discussed official matters in front of his wife or revealed his inner worries.
He not only had to hold up the sky for his subordinates, but also hold up the sky for his wife and children.
Madam Zhao did not get angry, instead stepping forward, nestling close, letting Zhao Guangxi pillow on her chest.
Sensing softness behind his head, Zhao Guangxi slowly exhaled a breath of turbid qi, the worry in his eyes seeming to dissipate somewhat.
“Master, is Zhou Qing coming back soon? I asked him to buy osmanthus fragrance powder in the alley of rouge, how is there still no news.”
Zhao Guangxi gently said.
“Haha, soon, just these few days… When I go to West Mountain for the Grandmaster Record period, with no one at the well, he’ll also need to take care of it, he won’t forget your osmanthus fragrance powder!”
“Mm…”
Madam Zhao looked at Zhao Guangxi, gradually becoming dazed.
She couldn’t help but open her small mouth, fine fuzz appearing at the corners, her cheeks beginning to distort, mouth and nose protruding, revealing sharp fangs.
Her affectionate eyes also turned into amber tiger pupils.
Master smells so good, I really want to eat him.
The tiger pupils reflected Zhao Guangxi’s figure, flashing with naked greed.
“By the way, wife, Famous Speaker Yu Xiaoquan will start storytelling tomorrow, I have two inner seats tickets, shall we go to Chivalrous Book Teahouse to listen to stories together?”
Zhao Guangxi suddenly thought of something and spoke.
Madam Zhao abruptly closed her eyes, her breathing slightly rapid, suppressing the demonic intent in her heart; when she reopened her eyes, she had returned to the dignified and graceful appearance of Zhao Mansion’s matron.
“I forgot to tell Master. Early this morning, Chivalrous Book Teahouse posted a notice saying Famous Speaker Yu twisted his waist by accident, inconvenient to see people, and needs to postpone the storytelling by a few days.”
“Ah? Such a thing… never mind.”
Zhao Guangxi shook his head.
“Master, I’ll go now. Matters at the well and subordinates’ matters are all trivial; you must not neglect your cultivation or become too distracted. Your servant is waiting for the day you become an immortal.”
Madam Zhao bowed to Zhao Guangxi, performed a curtsey, and before leaving, earnestly admonished.
Zhao Guangxi nodded,
“Wife, rest assured, I understand.”
……
“Master Zhang, I’ve found the person.”
Zhang Wei knocked on the door of the secluded small courtyard with a face full of strangeness.
Zhang Xiangling followed unhappily behind Zhang Wei.
Zhang Xuling came out and nodded: “That’s good.”
Zhang Xiangling couldn’t help but ask,
“Master Zhang, did Shan Tongtian really comprehend the Six Sceneries Rotation True Cultivation Manual? Doesn’t he practice《Fuyao Step》? Nor does it seem like《Meat Flying Immortal》! His ink splashing paper cutting trick is barely noteworthy.”
“Weird fool, what do you know?”
Zhang Xuling’s expression unchanged, said,
“《Fuyao Step》 originally derives from《Meat Flying Immortal》; soaring upward on the wind ninety thousand li, how is that not flying immortal? This person’s ancestors indeed have some relation to our Zhang Family.”
“Oh?”
Both had some skepticism in their hearts.
Tongzhou Zhang Family has been entrenched in the capital region for years, deeply rooted, a noble family with countless relatives and connections.
Moreover, they have a habit every few years of assessing branch family performance; if not passed, they are expelled from the main family and can only go far away to branch out.
In this way… those whose ancestors have some relation to Zhang Family are plenty!
Haven’t you seen beggars and down-and-outs on the street often boasting they wore the same yellow jacket as His Majesty the Emperor!
Zhang Xuling stepped forward and said: “Then let’s go.”
The two were stunned: “Where to?”
“Of course to retrieve this pearl of the sea, lead him into the sect… and by the way visit Wuqing’s major noble clans, challenge and inquire.”
Zhang Xuling thought for a moment and said,
“Next is that whatever sea-raging silver dragon Wu Wudi.”
“I want to see if he is really invincible.”
“Lead the way!”
……
Banye Ferry Crossing, three forked road deep water area.
A figure silently broke through the water flow, with waves and wind yet steady, swimming straight toward the water cave left by General Huang.
Along the way, white sand at the river bottom like snow, green ribbons swaying, shadows staggered, various river bottom strange fish and rare shellfish circling in the water grass.
“Ya? The king is back!”
“Don’t call king, sounds too bad, call high god!”
“Paying respects to high god!”
Upon reaching the water cave, a few lesser demons saw Chen Shun’an dragging a fainted woman and crowded over, half curious half in awe.
Among them, a White Flower Snake even used its soft boneless body to proactively support Chen Shun’an, acting as a meat cushion for him to knead.
“You all leave quickly, do not approach.” Chen Shun’an waved his hand.
“…But White Flower Snake stays.” Chen Shun’an added.
The group of lesser demons did not dare to delay, swimming away in a flash.
Chen Shun’an’s gaze was deep, looking toward Wuqing County direction.
Before leaving, outside the martial arts hall, he faintly sensed a spying gaze.
The owner of that gaze actually discovered him, who slays the six thieves, formless and shadowless.
But that person seemed to have no malice.
Chen Shun’an originally thought he would track him with ill intentions, so he feigned suspicion and circled several times, only to find that person did not follow.
“Seems not an immortal from Yue Shan Daoist Academy… wait, could it be that Daoist priest who asked me for directions that day? Looks like he has deep ties with Zhang Family.”
Chen Shun’an exhaled, his face slightly unsightly.
Information!
He had too little information related to the immortal path!
He could only deduce from various clues that the so-called four great Daoist academies were actually four immortal mountains, each guarded by immortals with different methods!
As for the realms and cultivation divisions of immortals, he was completely in the dark.
But fortunately, now there was an excellent guide who could answer many of Chen Shun’an’s doubts.
Chen Shun’an’s gaze was bright, looking extremely hotly at Tian Xuan Saint in his hand, whose face was flushed red, breathing stopped, about to drown.
This place was already over a hundred zhang deep, plus the deep water area with surging undercurrents, the water quality cold and deep, stronger pressure than the riverside river water.
Apart from some water spirits, it was truly no entry for living people; even Tian Xuan Saint could not stay long.
Chen Shun’an circulated his divinity, water flows from all directions conveying intimacy and submission; with a thought, he formed a water-repelling shield outside Tian Xuan Saint’s body.
“Cough cough cough…”
Tian Xuan Saint’s voice was weak, prostrating on the ground, her figure trembling slightly.
“I don’t know, which senior’s reincarnation is this? This one’s sect is【Wu Du Immortal】, Qi Gathering Cultivator Pan Hu; perhaps senior knows…”
Clearly, Tian Xuan Saint had taken Chen Shun’an as some profound magic power old fellow reincarnated and possessed.
Otherwise, it was impossible to explain his extremely abnormal cultivation speed!
However, Chen Shun’an only gave her a cold look, without hesitation communicating the Precious Proclamation in his mind, selecting divine aspect Qing Ji as Merciful Wish Power.
The Precious Proclamation shone brightly, Chen Shun’an’s accumulated wish thoughts over many days rapidly consumed.
He raised his hand and shot out beams of divine light, colliding and bursting, turning into palm shapes, grabbing Tian Xuan Saint and instantly refining her!
“Saint, let Chen Mou give you a blessing!”
“Enter my Water Origin god path, refine into Guardian Deity, for me to command!
