If you don't give up, I'd like to be your adoptive father.

Chapter 1340 Fishing
"Green robes, red light, save me~~~"

The old demon struck him with his palm, and the demonic energy rushed into the purple-haired old demon's internal organs, causing him to feel excruciating pain.

The extreme pain also inexplicably restored his spirit somewhat, and his mind became clear, allowing him to immediately recognize the Will-o'-the-Wisp Elderly Group.

"You are~~"

It took them quite a while to recognize the person from the blurry, bloody flesh.

"Oh my, it's you, purple hair! What happened to you?"

After spitting out a mouthful of blood, Maple Leaf Taoist's physique and appearance slowly began to revert to the original black-haired, purple-haired old demon.

His purple hair was shaved off, and his black hair was still transformed from a single strand of Xiaoyu's hair.

"That heartless old demon Jiang Ziya! That old demon has ruined me!" The purple-haired demon lord vented all his resentment towards the old demon, but he was actually shouting out Jiang Ziya's name.

"The old Taoist priest who was just peddling the 'Taigong Baolu' was none other than Jiang Taigong, Jiang Shang, Jiang Ziya. He used the 'Seven Arrows of Nailhead' on me. What a cruel heart he had!"
It left me in a daze, my heart burning like fire, and my mind like it was being fried in oil.

"Red light, fly quickly! Use the talisman to notify my master and ask him to come and save me!"

"It's actually the legendary 'Seven Arrows of Nailhead'."

The five demons of the ghost fire looked both frightened and puzzled. "Purple hair, are you sure you've been hit by the Seven Arrows of Nailhead?"

"Look at me now, I'm almost delirious, but I look exactly like Zhao Gongming who was cursed to death back then!" the purple-haired old demon exclaimed excitedly.

"You seem to be in good spirits, with no signs of falling into a deep sleep," the Fifth Ring Demon Emperor said with a strange expression.

"My ribs are broken, my insides are burning, I'm spitting blood, and my meridians are flowing backward, yet I can still lie quietly on the ground in a deep sleep?"

The purple-haired old demon snorted irritably, then pleaded, "Quickly send a message to Venerable Bewitching Heart, and then protect me until my master arrives."

"Who injured you like this? Was it Jiang Ziya?"

The Crimson Light Demon Lord scanned his surroundings warily, but could not find the gaunt old Taoist priest from before.

"Quickly call my master, Hongguang! My master knows you came out with me!"

If I cannot return safely and on time, Venerable Mixin will surely come to find you in person.

"How are you going to explain this to him then?" the purple-haired old demon said viciously.

“Lord of Bewitching Hearts.” A look of apprehension appeared in the eyes of the Red Light Demon Lord. After weighing the pros and cons in his mind, he still made a hand seal and chanted an incantation to summon the “Demon Spirit” and send out the message.

"Look, the Immortal Path has opened!" Just as the demon spirit left, a series of exclamations came from ahead, and then several figures flew past them quickly, passing through a thin mist and landing directly on the mountain path of White Cloud Peak.

The Five Rings Demon Emperor was both surprised and delighted. "Just as the legends say, the gates of the Ape Lord's Immortal Abode opened immediately when three incense sticks were lit. Fellow Daoists, once you enter the cave, each will rely on their own destiny. I'll take my leave first!"

After saying that, it transformed into a beam of rainbow light and shot forward.

Strangely enough, given his speed, he should have been able to traverse hundreds of feet in an instant, but as soon as he passed through the immortal array and landed on the mountain path of Baiyun Peak, he immediately withdrew from the "Rainbow Flight" state and stepped onto the blue stone steps.

He looked surprised, glanced around nervously for a moment, and then followed the others in using his physical strength to climb up.

"Don't go!" The purple-haired old demon cried out anxiously, grabbing the hem of the green-robed man's robe. "Fellow Daoists, as you can see, I'm delirious and can't even stand up. You can't just leave me here!"

The green-robed man said, "Fellow Daoist, please be patient for a few hours. The opening time of the Ape Lord's Immortal Abode is limited, and we cannot miss this opportunity."

Back then, Zhao Gongming was ambushed by the Seven Arrows of Nailhead and survived for a full twenty-one days before finally dying.

Waiting an extra half day won't make a difference.

After saying that, he struggled and broke free from the purple-haired old demon's pull, transforming into a beam of green light and landing on the stone steps of White Cloud Peak.

The purple-haired old demon was thrown off balance by the fall. He got up and tried to call for others, but the area was empty, and there was no one left to watch the spectacle.

"I have known you for hundreds of years, yet you are so heartless and ungrateful!"

He howled in grief and indignation, but after only a few cries, he felt exhausted and began to feel dizzy again.

A short while later, he lay in a pool of blood and fell into a deep sleep.

"Ah, Boss Peng, it's that purple-haired old devil from yesterday. It seems he got his comeuppance."

When Peng Yue and his two hundred brothers passed by, they immediately discovered the Old Demon.

They were, after all, just ordinary martial artists. They couldn't see the direction of the three plumes of smoke, and their pace was slow, which caused them to waste a considerable amount of time.

Peng Yue hesitated for a moment, then walked to the purple-haired old demon's side and helped him to a secluded, flat place.

He then took off his own leopard-skin cloak and covered him with it.

“Brother, this is a demonic cultivator. He has ill intentions towards us. Why should we pay attention to him?” a tattooed man shouted.

Peng Yue sighed, "The purple-haired Taoist priest is right. Those who come to Baiyun Peak to seek immortal opportunities are not morally upright people of the Xuanmen sect."

If that's the case, who has the right to impose moral standards on others?

Just like us, aren't we Juye River bandits who kill and rob?

Regardless of what the Taoist priest thought, at least he was enthusiastic and gave us a detailed introduction to the Ape Lord's Immortal Abode. Unlike other cultivators who had been in Mangdang for some time, how arrogantly they treated us?

"Hey, Brother Peng Yue, why aren't you climbing Baiyun Peak? What are you doing here?"

At this moment, another group of people flew over, their clothes fluttering as they used their light-footed skills.

"Oh, Brother Ji, you guys are here too."

Peng Yue stood up, pointed at the purple-haired old demon, and recounted what he had seen and done.

"Brother Peng Yue is truly loyal!" Liu Ji gave a thumbs-up in praise, then lowered his voice and said, "Do you know why he did that? He was hit by 'Jiang Taigong's' Seven Arrows of Nailhead."

Peng Yue's expression changed slightly, and he directly used his internal energy to transmit his voice, "If he was really being retaliated against by 'Hong Daoren', wouldn't that mean that the purple-haired old demon told the truth and affected 'Hong Daoren's' plans?"

Is that 'Master Hong' really Jiang Taigong?

Liu Ji shook his head and said, "I don't know. Let's go into the Ape Lord's Immortal Abode and take a look. If we find something of great value, I'll ignore that Taoist Hong."

"What do you mean by a great harvest? Gathering all thirty-six Heavenly Generals in one go?" Peng Yue asked.

Liu Ji said, "I dare not even think about the Thirty-Six Heavenly Generals, but the Seventy-Two Earthly Fiends are enough."

Peng Yue's eyes flickered slightly as he said, "The 'Taigong Baolu' contains a complete set of divine powers, such as the Seven Arrows of Nailhead."

This curse is indeed as legendary as it seems; it kills without a trace, and is impossible to defend against.

Liu Ji laughed and said, "I'll only talk about myself, brother, you can do as you please."

Peng Yue fell silent.

"Let's go hiking together!" Liu Ji pulled him along and quickly walked up the mountain path.

Their group of brothers followed in a grand procession. Peng Yue was from Changyi, which was only a few hundred miles away from Liu Ji's hometown of Fengyi. They had heard of each other's great reputations before, and their meeting at the foot of Baiyun Peak was like a perfect encounter, and they immediately became good friends.

About half an incense stick's time after Peng Yue and the others left, a figure appeared like a ghost next to the purple-haired old demon.

It was none other than the gaunt old Taoist priest who spread news of the "Taigong Baolu" everywhere, who was also the "Hong Daoren" mentioned by Peng Yue and Liu Ji.

"The Purple-Haired Demon is indeed cursed; what a terrifying Nightmare Suppression Technique! His state is also one of mental confusion and scattered consciousness, exactly like the Seven Arrows of Nailhead. Could it really be the Seven Arrows of Nailhead? Who is cursing him, or is someone deliberately using him as bait?"

Hong Daoren was puzzled. He didn't use the Seven Arrows of Nailhead to curse the old demon because it wasn't worth it.

Casting the Seven Arrows of Nailhead requires an enormous amount of luck and must be performed by a highly influential person. Once a highly influential person completes one casting of the spell, they are essentially crippled, their luck exhausted, and they will inevitably die a tragic death sooner or later.

He wasn't Jiang Ziya at all, so he didn't care about the purple-haired old demon's nonsense. Even if he really wanted to kill him, wouldn't it be simpler and more direct to use the counterfeit Fantian Seal hidden in his sleeve?

After hesitating for a moment, Hong Daoren decided to conduct a more thorough examination of the purple-haired old demon.

He first laid the purple-haired old demon flat on the ground, pressed his right thumb against the old demon's brow, quickly made a hand seal with his left hand, and his eyes began to gather a faint blue light.

Then, he pulled down with his right thumb, opening the purple-haired old demon's eyelids. His spiritual eyes, flashing with blue light, met the old demon's cloudy eyes, as if he were looking through a window and seeing the scene inside the room.

In an instant, Hong Daoren's vision shifted a thousand times, until finally he met another pair of eyes.

Those eyes, hidden in the darkness, were so calm and peaceful that he was completely mesmerized, losing track of time and himself.

In reality, Hong Daoren's body stiffened, the meridians around his eyes bulged one by one, and in his spiritual eyes that flashed blue light, there was a trace of purple demonic light.

The purple demonic light, like living threads, crawled out of the purple-haired old demon's eyes, onto Hong Daoren's eye sockets, moved across the surface of his eyeballs, pierced the center of his pupils, and finally penetrated his soul.

He lost consciousness, but his instincts remained.

Both body and soul instinctively resist the invasion of external spiritual forces into the mind.

Despite his convulsing body, beads of sweat pouring from his forehead, and his pupils gradually becoming bloodshot, he still could not wake up from his deep sleep.

After a full cup of tea's time, the purple demonic light in his eyes suddenly disappeared.

It was as if the rope had suddenly snapped during a tug-of-war, and his body was thrown backwards for seven or eight feet before crashing heavily to the ground.

More than half an hour later, Hong Daoren slowly woke up.

"What just happened?" He was filled with as much confusion as fear.

He got up from the ground and subconsciously glanced at the purple-haired demon lord again. Just as he was about to meet the old demon's eyes, he instinctively trembled, quickly closed his eyes, and took seven or eight steps back, as if avoiding some terrifying demon.

"This place is no place to stay!" Catching his breath, he didn't even dare to think further and turned to run.

As his figure disappeared into the mist, a purplish-black crack appeared above the purple-haired old demon.

First, a small foot wearing a silver-embroidered shoe stepped out of nothingness, followed closely by a graceful figure.

It was none other than Grand Tutor Yu, dressed in a wide robe with a black background and silver sheen.

"It was just a casual joke, but I never expected that this Taoist Hong might actually be related to Jiang Taigong."

She looked in the direction where Hong Daoren had disappeared and gently pressed her temples.

"That guy has so many 'Taigong secret techniques' recorded in his mind, and there's also his mysterious master. His master is suspected to be a Golden Immortal, so he shouldn't be Jiang Taigong in disguise. Just how many layers of white gloves did Jiang Taigong prepare?"

The purple-haired old demon was not hit by the Seven Arrows of Nailhead; he was only hit by the Nightmare Suppression Technique of "Grand Tutor Yu, the Demon Ancestor".

His soul was trapped in a nightmare space she had meticulously woven.

The symptoms exhibited were no different from those of the Seven Arrows of Nailhead.

Even their soul and magical energy fluctuations are exactly the same.

After all, she not only personally experienced the curse of the Seven Arrows of Nailhead, but also broke it.

Xiao Yu was using it to fish, mainly to catch the master of the Purple-Haired Old Demon, the Bewitching Venerable.

The arrival of Master Hong was not unexpected, but still a pleasant surprise.

In order to investigate the state of the purple-haired old demon, that fellow actually opened his mind and projected his consciousness into the old demon's sea of ​​consciousness.

It was as if Hong Daoren's spirit and will had voluntarily entered the nightmare space woven by Xiao Yu.

Isn't it like walking into a trap to willingly enter the Demon Ancestor's dream realm?
If he were still in his normal state, with his ten thousand years of cultivation as a ghost immortal, plus his profound divine abilities and techniques, Xiaoyu would not be able to silently probe his mind.

Now he was completely exposed, yet he was completely unaware of it, only feeling immense terror.

In Hong Daoren's mind, Xiao Yu did not touch the Ghost Immortal Technique that could easily cause "leaking the Heavenly Dao," but only flipped through the "Taigong Baolu" in his memory.

Logically speaking, the supernatural powers and secret methods in the "Taigong Baolu" have already penetrated to the level of "law" and are enough to touch the rules of heaven and earth that "reveal the way of heaven".

However, it was spread everywhere, just like the "Nine Heavens Secret Technique" in the Ape King's Immortal Abode, as if it were immune to the rule of "leaking the Heavenly Dao".

Perhaps the Jade Emperor and Jiang Ziya themselves still sensed something, but they did not react, allowing itinerant sorcerers to learn and spread their magic, even with an encouraging attitude.

Hong Daoren's version of the "Taigong Baolu" was quite complete, including the complete "Old Version of Taigong's Art of War".

"The 108 Treasures of Taigong" is only a part, containing the methods for refining 72 kinds of "Investiture of the Gods" treasures.

The "Three Hundred Extraordinary Techniques of Taigong" contains two hundred techniques, among which is the "Seven Arrows with Nailhead".

This is one of the reasons why Xiaoyu judged that Hong Daoren was indeed related to Jiang Taigong.

The original copy of "The Seven Arrows of Nailhead" that was unearthed from the tomb of the Celestial Master Song of the Great Qi Dynasty was destroyed in Western Shu.

The possibility that Hong Daoren obtained these secret techniques from Chen Sheng is extremely low. Well, now Xiaoyu has seen his memories.

He was indeed a celestial master under Chen Sheng, but his secret techniques came from a mysterious teacher, a being who seemed to be a Golden Immortal—this was Hong Daoren's own feeling.

Jiang Taigong was clearly not a powerful immortal.

However, Hong Daoren himself was not stupid. He also felt that his teacher was related to Jiang Taigong, so he reacted to the purple-haired old demon's probing.

"Regardless of whether Hong Daoren's dissemination of the Taigong Baolu was supported by Jiang Taigong or not."

This behavior must involve enormous benefits that I cannot yet comprehend.

After all, even the Jade Emperor and the Queen Mother ran a business together, deliberately spreading the 'Nine Heavens Secret Techniques' to the mortal world.

Whatever their plans, at least the Jade Emperor has activated the Great Extinction Father, so I don't need to worry.

If the Nine Heavens Secret Techniques within the Immortal Abode truly involve the Jade Emperor's 'Dao,' they could even advance the 'Jade Emperor's Method of Forceful Killing' by a significant step forward.

Xiaoyu stood at the foot of the mountain and looked up for a moment. Without any further hesitation, she entered the mountain path in her original form.

(End of this chapter)