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Chapter 642 Tushita Palace

"You sprayed someone and then ran away?!"

When Tan Wenjie stood up, the Seventh Princess had already vanished without a trace.

He has always been one to seek revenge, and since someone sprayed him in the face today, he'll definitely get his revenge another day.

The Seventh Princess had just flown away when, unexpectedly, a familiar figure flew back the moment she turned around.

"Nezha, what brings you here after only a few days?"

A while ago, Sun Wukong raised the banner of the Great Sage Equal to Heaven and even tried to seize the Jade Emperor's throne. Tan Wenjie remained hidden throughout and did not participate. He was already used to seeing monkeys of all colors and shapes.

"It's still that monkey."

"What, is he going to cause trouble again?"

"It's not a joke," Nezha said, looking at Tan Wenjie somewhat embarrassed. "Because of the monkey incident, the Jade Emperor and the Queen Mother sent me again as an intermediary to invite you, Brother Jie, to become an official in Heaven."

Tan Wenjie asked in bewilderment, "I've already earned quite a few titles, what official position could I possibly be given?"

He was one of the thirty-six generals registered in the Thunder Department, and also the Heavenly Venerable of Patrol and Mighty Spirit, the Taoist Guardian of the Mysterious Dragon and Mighty Spirit Saint General. He also had some incense offerings among the common people and had already become a "Heavenly Venerable". There were no more "pots" left for him.

Nezha scratched his head: "It seems like they said his name was something like 'God of Justice'."

"The God of Justice?" Tan Wenjie immediately shook his head. "I'm not going!"

The judicial god who selflessly dedicates himself to dirty and tiring work has a very low moral character.

“I knew you didn’t want to do it,” Nezha said smugly. “Today I came to see you just to drink, and I’ll just say that I couldn’t persuade you, and that all you wanted was to live a carefree life.”

"Let's just call Yang Jian over and have a good drink."

The immortals would often get drunk for more than half a month after drinking. After the banquet, Tan Wenjie would still wait for the maids to serve him like a master, and bathe and change his clothes.

If you can't enjoy life, why bother being a god? If you only want to suffer, wouldn't it be better to be a pig, dog, cow, or horse?

……

The mountain is covered with lush vegetation and forests.

Every now and then a flock of birds would spread their wings and fly by, startling the two travelers, who were afraid of alerting the pursuers behind them.

Is this the road?

"This is the place. I heard that there are immortals on the mountain. Forty years ago, a woman named You was chased by a big tiger while traveling. After that, she disappeared without a trace, leaving only her son and husband to depend on each other. Just a few years ago, she returned home and looked as young as she did forty years ago. However, her husband had passed away and her son had become an old man with a serious illness. You said that she got lost on the mountain and later met an immortal. She followed the immortal and devoted herself to cultivation. Not long after, her son also passed away. You then went up the mountain to cultivate again. Someone secretly noticed that this was the path that You took."

The speakers were a man and a woman. The man was dressed as a hunter, wearing a fox fur vest, while the woman was dressed as a wealthy young lady.

The two looked exactly like a rich young lady eloping with a poor hunter. But just as they entered the depths of the mountains, the woman's pupils suddenly glowed red, and her beastly eyes fell on the hunter.

While the other person was bending down to lead the way, she leaped up and pounced.

"Oh!"

The rich young lady dodged easily.

A cloud of color descended, upon which stood a female immortal holding a sword, her face radiating heroism, with a red dot of rouge between her brows.

"Who dares to kill at the mountain gate!" the female immortal questioned.

"There really are immortals?" The rich young lady was surprised. She licked her right palm, revealing her foxy nature. "Do you know who I am?"

"I don't care who you are, you exude demonic energy and deserve to be killed!"

The female immortal threw out her flying sword, made a sword incantation, and thrust her finger forward. The sword turned into light and flew towards her, but the fox woman raised her hand and shattered the sword light.

"When I was battling with all the gods in the heavens, you weren't even born yet," the fox woman scoffed.

Her attention shifted back to the hunter: "You kill my fox cubs and offspring to make money, raid fox dens, and try to wipe them out completely. I should kill you in revenge."

The hunter stared blankly, resigned to his fate, but then another beam of light shone down.

The fox woman had seen too many times that the younger generation had been beaten up. Just as she was about to raise her hand to retaliate, she saw a very familiar face.

"Su Daji?!"

"It's you, Nine-Tailed Fox."

The nine-tailed fox once considered possessing Su Daji's body, as her beauty was renowned far and wide during the Shang Dynasty. However, she later encountered a celestial being and was forced to possess a village woman's body.

Fortunately, she managed to win over King Zhou with her fox spirit abilities.

However, after helping the goddess Nuwa overthrow the Shang Dynasty, she took on all the blame. Fortunately, she escaped death and lived in hiding for countless years.

Unaware of the drastic changes that had taken place outside, she was no match for ordinary rogue immortal sects, thanks to her nine-tailed fox cultivation.

The moment the nine-tailed fox saw Su Daji, it turned and fled.

A clear, low shout rang out: "Freeze!"

After a short while, the person the nine-tailed fox least wanted to see appeared.

Tan Wenjie rushed over immediately after receiving Su Daji's message.

I actually saw someone I knew.

"Ziwei?"

He waved his hand to release the nine-tailed fox from its immobilization.

With me here, even if the three demons from Xuanyuan Tomb come together, they won't be able to cause any trouble.

"The nine-tailed fox pays homage to the Heavenly Venerable."

A wise person knows when to yield. She kowtowed without the slightest hesitation, and then told Tan Wenjie the whole story of why she wanted to kill the hunter.

Tan Wenjie did not dwell too much on the murder. Logically speaking, if a hunter wants to destroy a fox's den, he should allow the fox to take revenge. However, legally speaking, it is a matter of course for a hunter to hunt foxes.

"Please, Heavenly Venerable, show mercy and forgive this little demon."

“I can turn a blind eye, but you have too many enemies in this world.” Tan Wenjie pointed to the sky. “The opponents you killed in the past have all become gods in heaven.”

The cultivators of the Great Shang faction could disregard Tan Wenjie, Yang Jian, Nezha, and others who belonged to the Great Zhou faction, since they were all "one family." But it was a different story with minor demons like the Nine-Tailed Fox; they might be stabbed in the back.

"Please, Heavenly Venerable, save me!" the nine-tailed fox kowtowed.

"Leave this land and find a place where spiritual energy is scarce."

"Please enlighten me, Heavenly Venerable."

"Going east across the sea, there is an island nation with scarce spiritual energy, called 'Wa'. There should be some demons and monsters on that island." Tan Wenjie looked at the nine-tailed fox, "Their strength is definitely not comparable to yours."

Tan Wenjie was not making this up. He had passed through Japan when visiting friends. This world is much larger than Earth. Tan Wenjie could only vaguely determine the location of Japan based on aerial views and location.

Other worlds may have powerful gods and monsters, but in this world, only a small number of demons appear on the Japanese islands.

Sending my own lesser demons would be a waste if they were too strong, and they might get bullied if they were too weak. The nine-tailed fox is just right.

Waste utilization.

The nine-tailed fox asked, "What should I do, little demon?"

"Do whatever you want," Tan Wenjie said. "Go to the Japanese island and cultivate diligently. With your talent, achieving immortality won't be difficult. You might even become a god on that island."

Everything was just a casual move.

After bowing in gratitude, the nine-tailed fox turned and left.

Looking at the hunter on the ground, Tan Wenjie waved his sleeve and sent him away with a gust of wind. He then said to Su Daji, "Let's seal off the mountain. It's about to get chaotic again."

"Again?" Su Daji exclaimed in surprise, "Does this mean we're going to have another great war of gods?"

"That's not necessarily true, but there are only benefits and no drawbacks to your cultivation in the deep mountains."

After all, the Heavenly Court had already started offering him a job in private, asking him to become the God of Justice. If he didn't go, the job would probably fall to Yang Jian soon.

Being a deity requires discretion; otherwise, if Yang Jian finds a weakness, one's fate could be uncertain.

"Yes." Su Daji nodded, then looked at Tan Wenjie with warm eyes, "Would you like to rest for a few days before you leave?"

Tan Wenjie gazed at her porcelain-white skin and alluring face.

Even with a nine-tailed fox standing beside him, he couldn't compare to Su Daji's allure in the slightest. In fact, all the fox spirits he knew seemed like immature children in comparison.

"Can!"

Meanwhile, the hunter groggily woke up and recounted his experience of encountering a deity.

Unfortunately, when people went back into the mountains to seek immortals, they found that they could not find the immortal mountain anywhere. However, if they went east to the Japanese islands, they might encounter immortals, and the legend of immortality spread far and wide.

……

The Thirty-Three Heavens, the Heaven of Separation from Hatred, the Tushita Palace.

Tan Wenjie patted the clouds hanging on his sleeve.

"It's too high. Won't the old man suffer from altitude sickness and lack of oxygen if he lives here? It must be very uncomfortable for an old man to live on the 33rd floor. He should live in a lower-level residential building."

He turned to look at the swirling clouds, his eyes filled with envy.

"Who is coming?"

A little boy jumped out and looked Tan Wenjie up and down.

"I am Tan Wenjie, a disciple of the Antarctic Immortal," he said, bowing. "Today I pay my respects to Laozi and have come to request some elixirs."

"So it's Celestial Master Tan." The boy's attitude changed immediately. "Master went out to visit a friend and hasn't returned yet, but Master once said that if Celestial Master Tan comes to ask for the elixir, we can go and get it."

Is there such a good thing?
Tan Wenjie decided not to join Sun Wukong in stealing the pills.

But the thought of Laozi's status as the "ancestor who created heaven and earth" gave him a different idea.

If he succeeded in stealing the elixir by going along with the others, it means that Laozi must have foreseen it long ago. Therefore, we can conclude that Laozi sent him to steal the elixir.

"Master also said that once Tianzun Tan has received the pill, he should not come again."

"..."

mean!

"Please lead the way, young man." Tan Wenjie reached into his pocket, took out a sugar figurine, and handed it over.

Following Laozi, the furnace-guarding boy would probably eat pills like rice, and no matter what treasures he were given, Laozi wouldn't even notice them.

The purple-gold gourd, the jade bottle, and the banana leaf fan were all in his possession for many years.

Being useful is not as important as being fun. Tan Wenjie had long studied these fairy children and knew that they were playful.

Compared to the Golden Elixir, sugar figurines can only be called "junk food," but it is precisely because they are junk food that children like them.

"Thank you, Heavenly Venerable." The boy was indeed all smiles.

"I haven't yet asked how to address you, young servant."

"You may call me Silver Boy, Celestial Venerable." The boy licked the sugar figurine and said, "I am the boy who guards the silver furnace for my master."

It turns out to be the Silver Horn King.

As the strongest military factory in the Three Realms and a production line for elixirs, Laozi has more than just one Bagua Furnace.

King Golden Horn and King Silver Horn each guarded a pill furnace. In addition, there were some other pill furnaces. Later, the fire bricks from the Eight Trigrams Furnace fell to the mortal realm and created the Flaming Mountain. The true identities of the local earth gods guarding the Flaming Mountain were the furnace-guarding Taoists of the Tushita Palace.

Following the silver boy into the hall, they did not see the alchemy furnace, but there was a small red gourd on the table in front of them.

"These pills are for the Celestial Venerable."

"Thank you, young master."

Tan Wenjie picked up the gourd and weighed it in his hand; it was rather light.

I opened the stopper and peeked inside.

[Nine-Turn Golden Elixir *1]

[Taiyi Purple Gold Pill *1]

【Jade Lotus Golden Elixir *1】

[Taiyi Lesser Rejuvenation Pill *1]

【Black Gold Pill *1】

"Oh, my stove!"

While studying the little sugar figurine, Yin Tong suddenly shouted and ran into the hall next to him, abandoning Tan Wenjie.

Feeling irritable.

Tan Wenjie shook his head. Since he was already here, he wasn't in a hurry to leave.

Laozi has all sorts of good stuff here: the golden rope for tying your belt, the purple-gold gourd for storing elixirs, the ox tether...

"Wow, it's huge!"

Tan Wenjie saw the horned ox dozing off to the side, or more accurately, its nose ring.

The white circle looked ordinary and unremarkable.

But Tan Wenjie knew the real purpose of this thing.

If we were to discuss Laozi's most useful treasure, it would undoubtedly be the Diamond Bracelet. It can transform into something impervious to water and fire, and it could even stun Sun Wukong, who had a copper head and iron arms. It can also collect various divine weapons and magical treasures.

It's practically the perfect treasure for murder, robbery, and looting.

It's no wonder that Laozi, the creator of the world, used such a treasure as a bull's nose ring. But considering that even Laozi used treasures as belts, it's understandable.

Arms dealers are just that rich and powerful.

Tan Wenjie reached out and produced a handful of tangerines. He had originally intended to take the spirit herbs and fruits, but he had already finished feeding the water-avoiding beasts a couple of days ago.

The remaining oranges were a special spiritual fruit variety that he had cultivated, which he was able to achieve thanks to his LV8 Immortal Craftsman talent.

[Fairy Craftsman Lv8: Planting fairy fruits increases survival rate by 80%]

As long as your talent level is high enough, you can graft and plant at will. As for whether it will succeed or not, leave it to probability; it will always succeed.

He moved closer to the blue ox on the horn.

"Uh-huh-huh."

Break open a tangerine and toss it over.

I dare not get too close, for fear that this thing will bite.

To his surprise, Qingniu merely raised his eyelids to glance at him, then moved his head slightly. Tan Wenjie seemed to see disdain in Qingniu's eyes.

As expected of Laozi's mount, Tan Wenjie thought of his own water-avoiding beast, which was simple-minded and foolish. Comparing the two, he decided to throw it away.

When he saw the pile of pills next to the cow, he immediately realized he had guessed wrong.

I never imagined that I would be no match for a cow. That old cow really eats pills like they're food. No wonder this guy was too lazy to eat meat when he met Tang Sanzang after descending to earth as a monster.

The mere prospect of immortality is nothing compared to the pills he consumed.

"This thing is extraordinary."

Tan Wenjie peeled an orange.

"Sweet and sour, the best taste is the best."

This one just happens to be a bit sour; that's how it is with cultivar breeding—sweetness or sourness depends entirely on luck.

He was thinking of studying the cultivation of the fairy fruit when he saw that the old ox actually opened its mouth and ate the fruit.

The sour taste made the cow's mouth water.

The blue ox nodded at Tan Wenjie, as if to say, "Is there another one?"

"Yes!" Tan Wenjie immediately took out an orange and handed it over.

"As much as you want."

While the old ox was eating oranges, Tan Wenjie pointed to the pills on the ground.

You eat mine, I take yours, that's perfectly reasonable, right?