Don't let Yu Ding take on any more disciples.

Chapter 540 If you have any problems, go find my master.

The backyard of the Prime Minister's residence.

"What does it smell like?"

As Jinzha and the others waited, their noses twitched as they noticed a strange smell in the air.

It was a strange, peculiar...scent.

Immediately afterwards, Ao Bing opened the door and came out carrying a plate with three plasters on it.

The group discovered that the smell came from the plasters, and they all crowded around to see that each plaster was covered in black paste.

"You actually managed to figure it out?"

Nezha curiously reached out to take the medicine patch, but Ao Bing slapped it away and glared at him, saying, "Don't touch it. This is a divine medicine that I carefully prepared for my uncle to heal, set bones, and strengthen his body—Dragon Tiger Black Jade Ointment. Don't let your hand ruin its effectiveness."

"Hey, giving me back my hand ruined the effectiveness of your medicine."

Nezha pouted and imitated Ao Bing, saying, "Then tell me, how many medicinal herbs did you use in this? And what's this fragrance? Hmm, it's kind of weird, there's a faint smell mixed in..."

Seeing Nezha sniffling as he analyzed the situation, Ao Bing coughed lightly and said, "No comment!"

Then he hurriedly took the ointment to Jiang Ziya.

Nezha stared at Ao Bing's back, his eyes flashing: "This guy looks a bit guilty, there must be something fishy going on."

Along his journey, Ao Bing soon encountered Huang Tianhua, who was overjoyed after receiving Jiang Ziya's approval.

"What did my martial uncle say?" Ao Bing asked.

Huang Tianhua laughed and said, "My martial uncle agreed to let me go into battle, but he won't let me bring a large army."

Ao Bing nodded slightly: "With such an opponent, ordinary soldiers would only be throwing their lives away, so there's really no need for them. I'll go deliver the medicine to my martial uncle first. You guys can discuss and decide how to fight. I'll come back to join you after I deliver the medicine."

"Yes!"

Huang Tianhua readily agreed and went to find Nezha and the others to report to him—no, to report to them—to repel the invading enemy.

It was only thanks to the elixir sent by Lei Zhenzi and his master that he was given a second life; otherwise, he would have truly died young.

When Ao Bing arrived at Jiang Ziya's courtyard, before he even got close, he could hear Jiang Ziya gritting his teeth and groaning in pain from inside the room. He couldn't help but cover his mouth and chuckle: "He didn't utter a sound in front of us just now. I thought Uncle Ziya wasn't in pain."

He then deliberately stomped his feet hard, making a heavy thud, and sure enough, the sound of him enduring pain disappeared from the room.

"what happened again?"

Jiang Ziya said, somewhat annoyed.

Ao Bing coughed and said, "Uncle-Master, it's me. I've come to bring you medicine."

This kid still has a conscience... Jiang Ziya breathed a sigh of relief, but then his face darkened. A conscience my ass, wasn't it him who begged for it despite his own shame?
"come in!"

"Yes!"

Ao Bing pushed open the door and saw Jiang Ziya sitting on the bed with his back to the bedding, wearing clothes, his face pale, sweating profusely, veins throbbing on his forehead, and his intact hands clenched into fists hidden under the covers.

However, Jiang Ziya, mindful of his image, did not want to ask for it directly, so he said, "I heard that you once again turned the tide and saved Jinzha and the others in a critical moment. You have made a great contribution. Thank you for your hard work."

Jiang Ziya refused, so Ao Bing didn't press the matter further and continued, "These are things that a disciple should do."

"You brat, hurry up and give it to me..." Jiang Ziya endured the pain, his legs tensed under the blanket, and he maintained a smile on his face, saying, "When you came down the mountain, your uncle had the highest opinion of you. Now it seems that I was right. Among the young people of your generation, you are the most capable and have made the greatest contributions."

Ao Bing smiled modestly and said, "Uncle-Master, you flatter me. I owe my success today entirely to Master's excellent teaching."

Jiang Ziya suddenly gasped, his smile distorted, before he said, "The medicine...where is the medicine?"

Ao Bing then took out three ointments from his sleeve and said, "Here they are."

"Plaster?"

Jiang Ziya stood there, stunned: "Isn't it an elixir of immortality?"

As we all know, there are many kinds of elixirs, and one elixir is enough for any life, old age, sickness and death.

In addition, it has the advantages of being easy to use and quick to take effect. As a result, Ao Bing took out three plasters for him.

Jiang Ziya's heart sank.

Ao Bing said, "Uncle, you don't know, this is a sacred healing medicine from Jade Spring Mountain that my master secretly developed. It uses the immortal spring water from the mountain as the main ingredient, and adds dragon saliva, dragon antler, tiger bone and other auxiliary ingredients. It is called Jade Spring Dragon Tiger Healing Ointment. It can reconnect broken bones without any problem, and even if it is crushed into powder, it can heal itself."

Jiang Ziya asked with some skepticism, "Is this really true?"

How come he's never heard of Senior Brother Yu Ding developing this kind of medicine?
However, since Senior Brother Yu Ding has many ingenious ideas, it's not surprising that he developed them in his spare time.

"Come on, Uncle-Master, let me help you put it on!"

As Ao Bing spoke, he helped Jiang Ziya remove his upper garments, revealing his withered and emaciated body. A slight red swelling was visible on his shoulder, with a clear whip mark, as if a tattoo had been branded on his body.

Jiang Ziya gritted his teeth and said, "I must return this whip to him... Ah, it hurts so much!"

As he was making threats, Ao Bing applied the plaster with a little more force, and he immediately felt a piercing pain, as if being electrocuted, that spread throughout his body. He trembled and cried out, sitting up abruptly and glaring angrily at Ao Bing.

Ao Bing chuckled dryly, "Cough cough, I'll be gentler, I'll be gentler."

After applying the plaster, Ao Bing did not leave but waited for the effect.

After a stick of incense.

"Uncle-Master, how is it?"

"Oh, it feels warm and cozy, much more comfortable and the pain isn't so bad anymore, but it feels like there are little bugs crawling inside my shoulder."

Jiang Ziya wiped the sweat from his brow. The pain made him unable to eat, sleep, or sit and lie still, much like the saying "living is worse than death."

After two sticks of incense.

"Uncle-Master, how is it now?"

"It doesn't hurt at all anymore, hey, it really works."

Jiang Ziya looked astonished, feeling as if someone had ripped him off.

He carefully lifted his arm, and surprisingly, he could lift it. He stood up, swayed and moved around a bit, feeling no discomfort whatsoever. He was overjoyed: "A miracle drug! This really is a miracle drug!"

"I added so many good things, it would be strange if it wasn't miraculous..." Ao Bing secretly breathed a sigh of relief and said, "This disciple deceived Master Uncle, please punish me."

He didn't have any elixirs or magic pills, but he had killed so many demons in the Demon Sealing Cave in the East Sea, and he left behind quite a few good things.

Jiang Ziya: "What do you mean?"

Ao Bing frankly said, "This ointment was not developed by Master; it was actually prepared by me."

He also added some of his own things... Anyway, it's not like he'll eat it, so it's not a big problem.

Jinzha and the others knew about this process, so rather than being discovered later, he decided to confess now.

"Are you worthy?"

Jiang Ziya's lips twitched instantly, his expression extremely interesting, and for a moment he didn't know what to say.

Ao Bing added, "...However, the prescription comes from my East Sea Dragon Palace."

Jiang Ziya kept telling himself, "It's alright, it's alright. The secret recipe from the Dragon Palace of the East Sea is truly miraculous. My serious injuries have healed in such a short time."

Although it was not as miraculous as a cure-all, it still relieved him from his suffering, and he was very satisfied.

"How is Buji?"

Jiang Ziya thought of his apprentice.

Ao Bing said, "Wu Ji was injured by the four generals of the Demon Clan. Those few generals are no match for Grand Tutor Wen, and their injuries are not that serious. With some medicine and a period of rest, he will be fine."

Jiang Ziya then nodded: "By the way, what about Nezha and the others...?"

Ao Bing listened intently for a moment and nodded, saying, "It seems that they went out of the city to fight Grand Tutor Wen and the others again."

“They really went… Let’s go!” Jiang Ziya quickly called Ao Bing and they went out together.

Although Huang Tianhua claimed that his master had passed on to him a magic weapon to defeat enemies, the battles between immortals are ever-changing, and a single careless move could lead to death.

Why can't he just die peacefully...? Watching Jiang Ziya leave, Sibuxiang shook its head inwardly. The old man had told it that Jiang Ziya was destined for seven deaths and three calamities.

I'd already died once before, and if I had just died peacefully this time, I would have had five more chances. But these little brats messed everything up.

When the two of them arrived at the city gate tower, they saw that a great battle had already taken place outside the city, and the soldiers on the tower were cheering.

The two were shocked to see that Mo Lihong, Mo Lihai, and Mo Lishou were lying on the ground, surrounded by blood, their fates unknown.

On the other side, the three brothers Nezha, Jinzha, and Muzha were entangled with Wen Zhong, while Lei Zhenzi, Han Dulong, and Xue Ehu were fighting against the four generals Deng Xin, Zhang Tao.

"Ao Bing!"

Jiang Ziya raised his hand and pointed in the direction of the three brothers, only to see that even the three brothers, fighting together against Grand Tutor Wen, were struggling greatly.

“Yes!” Ao Bing nodded, transformed into a dragon-shaped phantom, and flew forward to join them: “Nezha and I are enough here. You go and help Lei Zhenzi.”

After the two jumped out of the battle circle, they glanced at Wen Zhong, chuckled, told him to be careful, and then turned to Lei Zhenzi.

Wen Zhong had already exhausted much of his energy and strength from being entangled by Nezha and his two brothers. With the addition of the stronger Ao Bing, the pressure on him immediately increased, and he was covered in sweat from the fighting.

These young people have no martial ethics... Wen Zhong was furious. First, the three brothers ganged up on him, and now they're using a tag-team approach on him, an old man.

He formed hand seals, and the twin whips, one male and one female, unleashed yin and yang energies, crisscrossing and attacking Ao Bing and Nezha in their dragon forms respectively, while shouting: "Does the dragon clan also want to get involved in this mess and meddle in the internal affairs of the human race?"

"This is called the Reverse Dragon Divine Skill, and what you are seeing now is the highest level of the skill... transforming into a dragon!" Ao Bing argued.

This is why he has always hidden his identity and prevented others from knowing that he is a dragon.

It's not easy for the dragon race to have survived to this day. If he gets involved in these matters, it could very well bring disaster upon his own race later.

Wen Zhong's face darkened: "Your surname is Ao, yet you say you're not a dragon?" Ao Bing: "..."

I met someone who knows what they're doing.

While blocking the female whip, Nezha shouted, "He is my Uncle Yu Ding's disciple. If you have any problems, go find my uncle."

Ao Bing said, "Yes, if you have any questions, go find my master. He sent me."

Speechless, Wen Zhong had no choice but to use his double whips to deal with Ao Bing and Nezha.

"Give me back my brother's life!"

Beside him, Mo Liqing, holding a long spear, roared angrily. His tiger-head spear technique was fierce, like a dragon emerging from the four seas, like a tiger descending the mountain. He was almost insane.

The two hammers, Gang Meng and Ba Dao, clashed with Huang Tianhua's, producing a resounding clang that echoed through the heavens and earth. Dust billowed up across the surrounding ground, and stones and rubble flew into the air and exploded into dust.

After exchanging a few blows, Huang Tianhua suddenly clamped his legs around the jade unicorn beneath him and turned to flee.

Seeing that Huang Tianhua had injured three of his brothers and they were now lying on the ground, their fates unknown, Mo Liqing was unwilling to let the matter rest. He took a long stride and rushed towards Huang Tianhua, covering ten zhang at a time.

Although Huang Tianhua was galloping away on his horse, he kept a close eye on Mo Liqing behind him. He secretly transferred the hammer from his right hand to his left, and then flipped his right hand, revealing a treasure that was seven and a half inches long, emitting brilliant light and dazzling flames in his palm.

What was that...? Huang Tianhua was running right towards Jiang Ziya, so he could see it clearly.

With the treasure in his hand, Huang Tianhua suddenly retaliated as Mo Liqing approached him. Like a golden light, it struck Mo Liqing squarely in the chest with lightning speed, piercing through his heart and flying out through his back.

Blood splattered, staining the battlefield red.

Mo Liqing looked down at the empty hole in his chest. The gushing blood was draining all his strength. Suddenly, a sharp pain shot through him, causing him to scream.

He felt his body rapidly losing strength, and could only support himself with his spear to keep from falling. But his eyes gradually lost their light, and with a look of utter resentment at his dead brothers, he breathed his last, and his massive body slowly slid to the ground.

"Ah! You little beast! How dare you hurt my beloved general!"

Wen Zhong was furious. Suddenly, an eye on his forehead opened, and a beam of white light shot out towards Nezha. Although Nezha blocked it with his Fire-Tipped Spear, he was still sent flying back more than a hundred feet.

After defeating Nezha, Wen Zhongteng made his move, pointing a finger at Huang Tianhua with a hand seal. The female whip erupted with dark light, tearing through the void and striking down on Huang Tianhua's head.

"Oh no, Tianhua, get out of the way!"

On the city gate tower, Jiang Ziya shouted urgently, raised his hand and unleashed the God-Slaying Whip. The runes on the twenty-one sections of the whip burst forth, and large swaths of runes flew out to meet Wen Zhong's female whip.

Boom!
The two supreme treasures collided like stars colliding, the sound like the sky collapsing and the earth splitting, bursting forth with countless immortal divine lights, dazzling and boundless. Under this strike, the world lost its color, and no one could look directly at it.

Click...

No one could look directly at it, but then they heard a cracking sound.

Wen Zhong laughed loudly, "Jiang Ziya, your whip is broken."

Jiang Ziya raised his hand to shield his eyes from the blinding light, but his heart skipped a beat, and he felt very uncomfortable.

His God-Slaying Whip was made of wood, while Grand Tutor Wen's twin whips were made of steel. In terms of materials alone, metal overcomes wood, so his God-Slaying Whip was already at a disadvantage.

But the next moment, a scream came from the light. Hearing the sound, Wen Zhong's laughter stopped abruptly, and his smile froze on his face.

When the light faded, the female whip was seen broken in two and fell to the dust.

Jiang Ziya stared in astonishment as the God-Slaying Whip flew down and landed in his hand. His wooden whip... had won?
No one had high hopes for the God-Slaying Whip, yet it proved to be the most promising one.

Upon seeing his precious treasure destroyed, Wen Zhong's eyes turned red, and he shouted, "Jiang Shang, you dare to harm my precious treasure! I, Wen Zhong, will never let you live! Kill him!"

Jiang Ziya looked at the God-Slaying Whip thoughtfully, then suddenly raised his hand and unleashed it in the air. The whip had twenty-one sections, and the four runes on each section burst forth with runes, striking towards the shouting Wen Zhong.

Wen Zhong was shocked and tried to recall the mighty whip, but there was no response. He looked around and saw that he was caught in the center of the dragon-shaped white light and could not get away.

He lost the initiative in an instant, and when he tried to defend himself, the God-Slaying Whip was already above his head. Before he could react, he was struck by the whip and fell off the Black Qilin.

"Master, let's go!"

His two disciples, Ji Li and Yu Qing, quickly mounted their horses and helped Wen Zhong up. They then used a hand seal to escape using earth magic and vanished without a trace.

Grand Tutor Wen was also on the Investiture of the Gods list... Jiang Ziya looked at Wen Zhong, who was fleeing in a sorry state under the God-Slaying Whip, and pondered for a moment. Suddenly, he shouted, "All troops, attack!"

"kill!"

At Jiang Ziya's command, the third-generation disciples of the Chan Sect took the lead and charged forward.

This battle resulted in a crushing defeat for the Shang army, with soldiers scattering like birds and beasts, and the pursuit continued until the border between the Zhou and Shang states at the foot of Mount Qi.

After returning to the city, Jiang Ziya convened a family banquet for the younger generation of his disciples, and specially praised Huang Tianhua, awarding him the credit for the great victory over Wen Zhong.

"Cough cough!" Ao Bing coughed in dissatisfaction.

Jiang Ziya said, "Yes, yes, Ao Bing has also made great contributions these two times. The second credit goes to you."

Originally, he wanted to follow Yu Ding's lead and suppress Ao Bing's limelight so that the Heavenly Court wouldn't notice.

But senior brother, the disciple you've trained is too dazzling; I, your junior brother, can't keep up.

Wen Zhong was defeated seventy li from Xiqi. After gathering his defeated troops and setting up camp, he found that he had lost more than 20,000 soldiers. He was filled with indescribable sorrow and distress.

He commanded eight generals, including Deng Xin, Zhang Tao, and the Mo brothers. He won his first battle, and the situation was initially very favorable... but then...

How did things suddenly turn from a winning position to being beaten like this?

Furthermore, Huang Tianhua and Jiang Ziya were clearly killed by him and Mo Liqing, yet they reappeared alive and well today.

"It must have been the people of the Chan Sect who used elixirs to revive them."

Wen Zhong slapped his thigh in anger: "Hey, the Jade Void Sect members have no morals! How can they act like this?"

If you kill someone, how can you revive them and go back into the game? This... isn't this cheating?
We can't let him kill his opponent and then destroy the evidence, leaving them with no way to recover, can we?

Upon realizing this, Wen Zhong felt even more distressed, losing his appetite and sighing deeply in his tent.

"Fellow Daoist Wen, why do you sigh so deeply?"

With a familiar voice, Shen Gongbao appeared in the main tent in a flash.

Wen Zhong glanced at him: "Don't provoke me when I'm in a bad mood."

Shen Gongbao chuckled: "No... it's just a battle. Victory and defeat are common occurrences in war. Fellow Daoist, there's no need to worry."

Wen Zhong said irritably, "You make it sound so easy. I have been leading troops in battle for many years since I came down from the mountain and have never experienced setbacks or defeats. This time, not only have I been defeated, but I have also lost the Dragon Whip that my master passed down to me. It is truly hateful."

Shen Gongbao said, "That...that's because the people you encountered before were all ordinary mortals, and naturally they were no match for you, a cultivator. Now is the time to truly test your abilities."

Wen Zhong: "..."

"Jiang Ziya has... has the help of the Jade Void Sect members, so are we without any fellow Daoists?"

Shen Gongbao sneered and said, "Fellow Daoist, please ask my fellow Daoist Biyou for help, and the great matter will naturally be accomplished."

"Yes...yes!"

Wen Zhong slapped his thigh in surprise: "Oh dear, how could I have...forgotten this?"

Shen Gongbao rushed forward and grabbed Wen Zhong by the collar: "You...you dare to make fun of me?"

Wen Zhong hurriedly waved his hand and said awkwardly, "No, no, I'll go and invite a few fellow Daoists to come and help."

How can stuttering be contagious?

Hearing this, Shen Gongbao released his hand and said calmly, "I...I have already notified many fellow Daoists to prepare to help you, but you would be better off inviting experts like Lingya Xian, Jinguang Xian, and Qiushou Xian to come over."

Wen Zhong frowned: "Why do you keep bringing up these senior uncles?"

It seems we can't bring this up again... Shen Gongbao coughed lightly: "I... I trust their strength. Don't forget, those third-generation disciples are quite powerful."

Wen Zhong pondered for a moment and said, "Alright, I have my own ideas. Do you need anything?"

Shen Gongbao was taken aback: "What?"

Wen Zhong said, "I would like to trouble you to guard the camp for a few days to prevent the Zhou army from launching a surprise attack. I will ask a few fellow Daoists to come and return shortly."

Not long after, Wen Zhong rode the black Qilin out of the camp, took to the sky, and traveled all the way, unknowingly arriving at Jin'ao Island in the East Sea.

Looking at the vast sea and green mountains, Wen Zhong couldn't help but sigh, "The affairs of state are so complicated, and the late king entrusted his son to me. I don't know when I will be able to get rid of these troubles, sit quietly on the meditation cushion, contemplate the profound mysteries, and leisurely read a volume of the 'Huang Ting Jing'. Let the days fly by like a shuttle, what do they have to do with me?"

When he arrived at Jin'ao Island, he disembarked the Mo Qilin and searched for several caves nearby, but found that all the cave doors were tightly closed, quiet, and there was not a single person in sight.

Grand Tutor Wen shook his head: "I don't know where everyone has gone. Perhaps we should go and look elsewhere."

He had just boarded the Black Kirin and left the island when he heard someone call out from behind, "Fellow Daoist Wen, where are you going?"

Wen Zhong turned around and saw that it was indeed Nai Hanzhixian who had come. He quickly bowed and asked, "Where are you going, fellow Daoist?"

Han Zhixian pointed at him and laughed, "I've come especially to meet you!"

Wen Zhong was taken aback: "Me? What do you mean by that?"

Han Zhixian said, "A few days ago, Shen Gongbao came to invite us to go to Xiqi to help you. Fellow Daoist Qin and the others have been practicing formations on Bailu Island for a long time and are waiting for you. You should go quickly. The treasure in my furnace is not yet finished. I will come to help you when it is finished."

"Shen Gongbao really didn't lie to me."

Wen Zhong shook his head and laughed, "But I still don't trust him. I really feel bad for him!"

……

Yuquan Mountain, in front of Jinxia Cave.

Yu Ding was scrolling through the chat group on his recliner when suddenly his eyes lit up: "Ten Heavenly Lords... Old Zhao!"

In the treasure refining room.

Another jade cauldron sat cross-legged on the ground, with a three-legged, two-eared round cauldron hanging above its head. The blazing Samadhi True Fire slowly extinguished, and five-colored divine light surged and churned within the cauldron.

A magnificent nine-story divine pagoda, radiating chaotic energy, slowly rose from the divine light.