People in Conferred Gods: Rising from humble beginnings, I am the God of Wealth

Chapter 306 Top-Tier Thugs, Blood Sea and Styx! (12)

Inside the Temple of Fate.

Daoist Styx knew that if Yang Xuan's three suggestions could be implemented, they would definitely be of great help to his cultivation.

But he also understood that accomplishing these three things would be incredibly difficult.

In particular, entering the underworld, becoming a ghost or god there, and making the Asura race correspond to the Asura realm, becoming an important part of the six realms of reincarnation, all inevitably involve Houtu.

Without Houtu's consent, all efforts would be in vain, and it was clearly impossible for Styx to accomplish these things on its own.

The Styx Daoist was stubborn and not good at planning, but he was not without brains. He knew very well that the key to accomplishing these two things and thus obtaining the merit of the Earthly Path lay with Yang Xuan.

The reason Yang Xuan spoke of this matter so unguardedly was probably because he had calculated that if Styx wanted to accomplish this task, it would be impossible to bypass him and it would have to seek his help.

However, Daoist Styx was not dissatisfied with this; on the contrary, he breathed a sigh of relief.

He's just stubborn; he's not without self-awareness.

Even if we take a step back and assume that he didn't provoke Houtu when it came to establishing the local rules, given Styx's style of doing things, it would probably be quite difficult for him to get Houtu's consent to accomplish these two things.

Styx calmed his excited Dao heart, bowed to Yang Xuan once more, and respectfully said:

"A few years ago, I think I accidentally offended that goddess. I want to join the Underworld and have the Asura race correspond to the Asura path, but I'm afraid that will be difficult. I wonder if you have a solution to teach me?"

Yang Xuan: ...

It seems like... an accident?

If you really establish those local rules, the Wu tribe will never have a chance to rise again. Even if they don't die out completely, they will gradually decline.

Thankfully, Didao didn't agree, otherwise it wouldn't have been just a slap.

Although Styx's use of "seems" and "accidentally" left Yang Xuan somewhat speechless, one could only say that Styx's mouth seemed to rival his head in some ways.

But his reaction was exactly what Yang Xuan wanted.

If you simply offer suggestions, you can certainly gain Styx's favor and also reap the benefits yourself.

But to maximize the benefits, one should naturally participate and help Styx accomplish these three tasks.

That's right, Yang Xuan didn't want to help him enter the underworld and assist the Asura clan to become an important part of the Six Paths of Reincarnation, as Styx thought.

Even when Styx used a sea of ​​blood to sever corpses, he planned to get involved.

In his view, the current sea of ​​blood is not perfect. It may be fine to use it to sever one or two corpses, but it is probably not enough to sever the corpse that holds me.

Of course, these are just his thoughts; he has no idea whether he can actually do them.

After all, these matters involve Houtu and concern the authority of the underground sect. How could he make any promises? He could only do his best to gain more favor with the Styx so that he could hire this powerful henchman in the future.

"You jest, Daoist. This matter concerns that lady, and I have no good solution."

Yang Xuan smiled and shook his head. As he watched the excitement on Minghe's face gradually turn into disappointment, Yang Xuan suddenly changed the subject.

"However, I can act as an intermediary for you, Daoist, and bring this matter up before Her Majesty. But whether it will be successful, and what price you will have to pay, I cannot make any guarantees. I can only do my best."

"That's good, that's good!"

The Styx Daoist stood up excitedly, his gaze towards Yang Xuan filled with gratitude.

Based on his investigations of Yang Xuan over the years, he knew that Yang Xuan would never do anything without being certain of success.

When Yang Xuan revealed these three strategies, a bold conjecture arose in his mind: he felt that Yang Xuan might even be able to say a few words to Houtu!

Now, with Yang Xuan's promise to help him and Bu Houtu tell him about this, he became even more convinced of his suspicions.

With Yang Xuan's help, the chances of success should increase by at least 10% or 20%.

For all living beings in the primordial world, even a 10% chance is worth the effort.

For someone as stubborn as Styx, as long as the chance isn't zero, he'll take a gamble, let alone increase it by one or two percent.

But then, his expression became somewhat conflicted.

In the primordial world, there is no such thing as a free lunch; everything has a cause and effect.

If it were just a trivial matter, Styx, possessing the three great treasures of Avici Hell, Yuan Tu, and the Red Lotus of Karmic Fire, wouldn't care about such minor karmic consequences at all.

Even the catastrophic consequences of wiping out an entire clan wouldn't bother him too much, given his personality.

But this matter concerns a sage and his own spiritual path, so how could he not take it seriously?

However, he was troubled by how to repay Yang Xuan and settle this matter. This was no small matter, and Yang Xuan was even more special, far beyond what he could measure with his original level.

How could an ordinary Great Luo Golden Immortal bring the Heavenly Court to its current height, establish the Underworld from scratch, meet Houtu, and travel to Zixiao Palace?
Even a quasi-saint, if placed in a different position, might not necessarily be able to do better than Yang Xuan!

When Styx Daoist decided to ascend to heaven, he had already adjusted his mindset and did not regard Yang Xuan, a Great Luo Golden Immortal, as a junior.

When he learned from Haotian that Yang Xuan had not only successfully entered Zixiao Palace, but had also been kept by the Dao Ancestor to preach to him, he became even more concerned about him.

When he learned of the three strategies from Yang Xuan, he felt even more admiration for him.

It was only then that he realized that all these years he had been sitting on a mountain of treasures without even knowing it. If Yang Xuan hadn't pointed it out, he didn't know if he would have ever known these things.

He wouldn't have the face to ask Yang Xuan for help unless he offered a sufficient reward.

Even if he were shameless and pretended to be stupid, trying to settle the matter by simply taking out a few spiritual items, would Houtu forgive him once she found out?
The problem is that the Blood Sea has a special environment that can gather all the filth in the primordial world into the Blood Sea, making the primordial world more conducive to the cultivation of living beings.

For this reason, the environment of the Blood Sea can be described as terrible for most living beings, and this is also true for most of the spiritual creatures in the primordial world.

Even though Styx possessed the entire Blood Sea, he did not obtain many precious spiritual items from it.

As for other parts of the prehistoric world, although Styx was stubborn, he would always try to join in on anything that interested him.

However, his fortune was insufficient, and many things, just like the rules he established in the past, ultimately turned into a joke. He gained nothing, and if he was lucky, he only got a little soup.

As a result, over the years, apart from the Yuan Tu, Abi, and the Karmic Fire Red Lotus, he doesn't have any other valuable spiritual items to show for himself.

He had already used Yuan Tu and A Bi to dismember corpses, so he couldn't possibly take them out. The Karmic Fire Red Lotus was one of only three spiritual items he possessed, and he was equally reluctant to part with it.

Moreover, how could he possibly get Houtu's approval without paying a price? If he were to bring out the Karmic Fire Red Lotus, how could he possibly offer a spiritual object that would satisfy Houtu?

"So, you mean I, a dignified Quasi-Saint of the Second Corpse Realm, can't even produce a spiritual item that would satisfy Fellow Daoist Yang Xuan? That's ridiculous!"

As the Styx Taoist pondered, he was speechless. He had never imagined that he would be in such a predicament.

As for winning by quantity and giving away more spiritual items as a reward, he never even considered it.

The story has been circulating in the prehistoric world for many years. When Yang Xuan was undergoing the Golden Immortal Tribulation, he used many spiritual treasures to withstand the tribulation. In the end, he easily passed the tribulation without even getting his clothes dirty.

Furthermore, Styx also knew that Yang Xuan possessed a supernatural ability that allowed him to forcibly borrow other people's magical treasures. When he was attacked by Black Lotus, Maitreya, and others, he borrowed all of their handy magical treasures.

One might ask, would someone with such extraordinary abilities, abundant blessings, high positions in Heaven and Hell, and who is also a distinguished guest of the human, dragon, and demon races, lack ordinary spiritual creatures?
Although Styx is an outlier in the prehistoric world and doesn't value face too much, that doesn't mean he's shameless!
If he actually produced a bunch of 'garbage,' wouldn't that make him a laughingstock? He's not one to do something like that.

"So here's the problem: how can I resolve this karmic debt? Aside from spiritual objects, it seems like my cultivation level is all I have left to offer..."

Thinking of this, a glint flashed in Styx's eyes. After pondering for a moment, he looked at Yang Xuan and said in a deep voice:
"If you are willing to help me, whether it succeeds or not, it will be a great favor to me, and I will never forget it."

"Alas, the Blood Sea is barren, and I have nothing of value to offer. I am afraid I cannot provide any spiritual items that may be of use to you."

"But I will never let you help me for nothing. If you don't mind, my cultivation level may come in handy."

"If you ever have any spiritual objects that you fancy in the future, or if you have any enemies, just say the word, and I can get them for you, whether they are Great Luo Golden Immortals or Quasi-Saints!"

"If we can accomplish this, then from now on, your fate will be the target of my sword!"

Styx's expression was sincere, his blood energy surged, a blood sea phenomenon appeared behind him, and two clear sword sounds emanated from his body, as if he wanted to shatter all things in the world.

Yang Xuan was stunned when he saw this.

No, did you recite my lines?
After asking the question, Styx said he would repay the favor with a great gift, and that if anyone had any enemies or desired spiritual objects, he could help them obtain them.

At that time, Yang Xuan planned to use Styx as a top-notch fighter. If he encountered any problems in the future that required the use of force, he could use this karmic connection to ask Styx Daoist for help.

But Styx was, after all, a Quasi-Saint of Two Corpses, the Lord of the Blood Sea, the Ancestor of Asura, and a well-known top expert in the Primordial World. To make him one's henchman and solve one of one's problems would be somewhat disrespectful.

Yang Xuan was originally thinking about how to subtly bring up this matter and get Minghe to voluntarily become his henchman.

As it turned out, before Yang Xuan could even come up with his explanation, Minghe himself had already made his stance clear, volunteering to become his henchman, and more than once.

More importantly, this is just the reward for Yang Xuan's three suggestions and willingness to help. As long as Yang Xuan and Hou Tu tell him about this, Styx will be willing to act as his henchman.

No matter whether the other party is a Great Luo Golden Immortal or a Quasi-Saint, with just one word, the Styx Daoist will bring Yuan Tu and Abi to his door!
If Yang Xuan can help accomplish the first two tasks, Styx will be even more willing to let Yang Xuan use him at will, without any limit on the number of times!

I ask you, looking across the entire prehistoric world, how many people could resist the temptation to command the Styx Daoist and make him their henchman?
Yang Xuan simply couldn't do it!

"Now the pressure is on me..."

Yang Xuan was unwilling to let go of the powerful henchmen of the Styx Daoist.

However, Styx Daoist had done something that offended Houtu. Even if Styx Daoist joined the Underworld and the Asura Clan became an important part of the Six Paths of Reincarnation, it would be beneficial to the Underworld and the Underworld Path. Yang Xuan was not entirely confident that he could accomplish this.

"It's all up to us. Let's give it a try first. Even if we fail, getting Styx to help once or twice shouldn't be too much of a problem."

Yang Xuan nodded secretly, deciding to give it a try.

He only has a 50-60% chance of success, which is far too low.

Fortunately, there is no risk involved. Even if it fails, it won't offend Houtu, nor will it cause any loss. It's worth a try.

Yang Xuan remained silent for a moment, then revealed a serious expression.

"Taoist Priest..."

But before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Daoist Styx.

"Fellow Daoist, please do not address me like that. Although my cultivation is higher than yours, your planning and insight are beyond my reach. We should address each other as peers."

"If you continue to address me as Daoist Master, then I shall address you as Daoist Emperor."

Seeing Minghe's serious expression and sincere tone, Yang Xuan stopped worrying about the form of address.

Moreover, addressing each other as peers is a good thing; at least in the future, when Styx is asked to act as a henchman, Styx's resistance will likely be less.

"Since you say so, fellow Daoist, then I will not stand on ceremony."

Yang Xuan smiled slightly, quickly changed his identity, and continued what he hadn't finished saying earlier.

“Fellow Daoist, this matter is beneficial to the Underworld and the Daoist realm, and can make the Primordial World more complete. I will definitely do my best to help. When I go to the Underworld, I will tell the Empress about this matter.”

"If Your Majesty wishes, this humble Taoist will lead you into the Underworld."

"If Your Highness is unwilling, this humble Taoist will inform you of this matter, so that you will not be left waiting in vain!"

Upon hearing this, Styx's face immediately showed gratitude, and he bowed to Yang Xuan again.

"Then I will trouble you, fellow Daoist. I will never forget your great kindness. Please do not hesitate to give me any instructions if you need anything."

But then, the Styx Daoist hesitated, and after some internal struggle, he couldn't help but ask:

"I wonder when you plan to go to the Netherworld? Is there anything I need to prepare in advance?"

"Once the affairs of Heaven are settled, I will go to the Underworld. There is no need for you to rush, it will not take long."

"If you have nothing urgent to attend to, you may wait in the Heavenly Court for a while, and then you may accompany me to the Netherworld."

Yang Xuan smiled and waved his hand. He had originally planned to go to the Netherworld to hand over the Black Lotus to Houtu and then arrange the next steps for the construction of the Underworld.

The great calamity of the Investiture of the Gods is not far off, and a large number of lives will surely die at that time. A mere gate to the underworld may not be enough!

"No problem, fellow Daoist, you go ahead with your work. I won't bother you any longer."

After saying this, Daoist Styx glanced at the teapot on the table, reluctantly withdrew his gaze, and turned to walk out of the hall.

(End of this chapter)