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

Chapter 310 Encountering Zhunti in the Sea of ​​Blood, He is My Guest from the West! (22)

Outside the side hall.

Yang Xuan found the Styx Taoist and said with a smile:

"Fellow Daoist, I have already made arrangements for the affairs of the Heavenly Court. I plan to make a trip to the Nine Provinces first. I wonder if you would like to accompany me, or wait for me at the Blood Sea first?"

"So fast?"

Styx was slightly taken aback. He had been thinking that since Yang Xuan was going to handle the affairs of the Heavenly Court, it would take at least tens of thousands of years, if not hundreds of thousands.

For the ancient world that used the Yuanhui calendar, tens of thousands of years, or even hundreds of thousands of years, were but a fleeting moment.

The Heavenly Court now wields considerable influence in the prehistoric world, and its immortals and gods are numerous, even a mixed bag.

Moreover, handling affairs in the prehistoric world is not something that can be done by simply saying a few words; it requires the assistance of deduction methods, which takes a considerable amount of time.

Unexpectedly, in just a few years, Yang Xuan had managed to arrange the affairs of the Heavenly Court properly.

This outcome suggests that either the Heavenly Court doesn't have any major matters to arrange.

Either Yang Xuan had already made a plan and didn't need to extrapolate from the current situation.

Whatever the reason, it further confirms Yang Xuan's abilities.

If it is the former, it means that Yang Xuan had already arranged the affairs of the Heavenly Court before going to Zixiao Palace. During the years he was away from the prehistoric world, the Heavenly Court developed according to his arrangements and no problems arose.

If it is the latter, it means that even though Yang Xuan is in Zixiao Palace, the changes in the Heavenly Court are still under his control.

"Everything in the Heavenly Court is under Fellow Daoist Yang Xuan's control. So, is helping me take over the Underworld and assisting the Asura race to become an important part of the Six Paths of Reincarnation also under your control?"

After some reasonable speculation, Daoist Styx felt even more excited about Yang Xuan's trip to the Underworld. Without any hesitation, he immediately nodded and said:
"I haven't had much to do lately, so I'll accompany you to Kyushu. If we encounter any villains blocking our way, I'll be happy to lend a hand."

As for what Yang Xuan was going to do in Kyushu and how long it would take, Styx didn't ask or care.

Time is the least valuable thing to him. He has been stuck at the second-stage Quasi-Saint level for countless years and will not care about waiting any longer.

His only concern was whether he would encounter treacherous people who wanted to harm Yang Xuan on his way to Kyushu and the Blood Sea.

Of course, he wasn't afraid of someone blocking his way; he was afraid of no one blocking his way.

If no one is going through a mental breakdown, where would he get the chance to shine?
With his cultivation level, he could ensure that any Grand Luo Golden Immortal who dared to come would never be able to leave.

Even if it were a quasi-saint, he was confident he could defeat it.

Simply put, unless a near-saint or a saint personally arrives, there is no one in the prehistoric world that Styx fears!
Currently, there are only three Quasi-Saints in the primordial world, all of whom are from the human race. They usually need to stay in the Fire Cloud Cave and cannot leave.

Moreover, Yang Xuan is a great sage of the human race, a title recognized by the Three Sovereigns. How could they possibly cause trouble for Yang Xuan?

As for sages...

"Sages don't have that kind of leisure!"

Styx smiled confidently. As the most stubborn person in the prehistoric world, he knew a bit about the Sages. He dared to pat his chest and guarantee that the Sages would never make things difficult for a Great Luo Golden Immortal.

Then, Yang Xuan led Daoist Styx to the Peach Garden.

He's a respectable person now, so how could he not bring a mount when he's in the lower realm?

"Emperor Emperor Emperor Emperor Emperor Emperor Emperor Emperor, Lord Emperor?!!!!"

As soon as Qingluan saw Yang Xuan, she was so frightened that her whole body bristled, and her size instantly increased by more than half, making her look like a fur ball.

She held a peach with a big bite taken out of it in her soft arm, staring wide-eyed at the spot, at a loss for what to do.

Zhu Jiu, standing to the side, hunched his neck and tucked his head into his chest, leaning against the peach tree, trying his best to remain invisible.

Yang Xuan: ...

Is the art style of your Phoenix Clan always this unique?
Seeing the two birds, Qingluan and Zhu Jiu, in such a state of mind, Yang Xuan was speechless, even with his usually calm demeanor. He now seriously suspected that the inspiration for later anime might have come from these phoenixes.

"Um……"

"That's not entirely true. At least the style of Guiche, a quasi-saint, looks quite normal, and Kong Xuan should be the same."

"Perhaps these two are just an accident and do not represent the entire Phoenix Clan."

"Yes! That should be it!"

Yang Xuan nodded secretly. He simply couldn't accept that the Phoenix Clan, which was the counterpart to the Dragon Clan and was once the protagonist of the world, was all made up of the Azure Luan and Vermilion Bird... such a peculiar style.

In this Peach Garden, besides the two birds, Qingluan and Zhu Jiu, Fairy Yunhua was also among them.

In comparison, her art style is much more normal.

She was still wearing her pink fairy dress, sitting against a peach tree with her hands clasped around her knees.

However, she looked a little haggard, and her gaze darted away from Yang Xuan, eventually settling on his feet, unable to meet his eyes.

Clearly, she felt guilty about being schemed against in Kyushu and had been living with self-blame ever since.

Seeing this, Yang Xuan couldn't help but sigh.

He never blamed Fairy Yunhua for this matter.

Speaking of which, Fairy Yunhua has had a tough life.

According to the normal timeline, Fairy Yunhua was tricked. As a dignified goddess of the Heavenly Court and the sister of the Heavenly Emperor, she married a mortal because of some worthless love, gave birth to Yang Jian and two others, and was then suppressed under Peach Mountain.

You must know that Fairy Yunhua is the Flower Goddess of Heaven. Peach Mountain is her territory. The Flower Goddess was suppressed under Peach Mountain, and her spiritual energy was not cut off.

Haotian's meaning is self-evident, isn't it? Anyone with eyes can see that this is just a show, a way to give the righteous gods of Heaven an explanation.

As a result, Yang Jian even split the mountain to save his mother, taking Fairy Yunhua to the opposite side of Haotian, which was truly a tragic fate.

This time, thanks to the sudden appearance of the Styx River, who kidnapped the Black Lotus and brought her back to the Heavenly Court, Fairy Yunhua escaped a calamity. However, she ultimately fell into the Sage's scheme and gave birth to Yang Jian and two others who possessed Yang Xuan's bloodline.

"Wait a moment!"

Yang Xuan was slightly taken aback, then suddenly thought of a detail.

According to Haotian, after arriving at the Emperor Temple in the city, Fairy Yunhua saw the incense smoke around the statue of the deity and fell into an illusion. When she escaped the illusion, she was pregnant with Yang Xuan's bloodline.

Furthermore, considering the unusual nature of the incense-burning golden statue, and the fact that Yang Jian and the other two all possessed a divine aura within their bodies.

This led Yang Xuan to a conjecture: could it be that the bloodline of Yang Jian and the other two did not come from his physical body, but from the incense-burning golden body?
After all, he was in the Zixiao Palace at that time, while the incense and golden statues were in a state of slumber in the Heavenly Court, making them obviously easier to target.

"If that's really the case, doesn't that mean I've cheated on myself?"

Yang Xuan shook his head and decisively put the idea aside.

Regardless of where Yang Jian and the other two came from, he could not possibly acknowledge these three troublesome individuals.

Yang Xuan stopped thinking about Yang Jian and the other two. He snatched the peach from the exploded Qingluan, took a bite, and kicked Zhu Jiu, whose head was nowhere to be seen, in the process.

You've caused me trouble!

He approached Fairy Yunhua, bent down, placed a large hand on her head, gently rubbed it, and comforted her with a smile:
"There is no need to blame yourself. This was a sage's plan. We cannot avoid it or resist it. We can only accept it."

"No matter what you do, you will ultimately not escape the sage's calculations."

Upon hearing this, Fairy Yunhua slowly straightened her chest, tilted her head back slightly, and her eyes became slightly moist. "Your Majesty, you really don't blame me...?"

Why blame you? This is not your fault!

Yang Xuan smiled and withdrew his arm, his expression natural. He turned and took a step to the side, looking up at the sky with his eyes slightly narrowed.

“We cannot escape or resist the plans of sages, but that does not mean we cannot resist!”

His statement sounds contradictory, but it reveals his attitude.

He had no way to retaliate against the sage's scheme, given the difference in their levels of cultivation. However, it was impossible for him to knowingly stand idly by while someone was plotting against him.

A sage can scheme, and he can also take action. Regardless of the outcome, he certainly cannot do nothing!

From a certain perspective, his style of doing things is truly audacious, and in terms of sheer stubbornness, even the Styx Taoist is probably slightly inferior.

Fortunately, his current cultivation level is insufficient, otherwise this matter would probably be difficult to resolve...

Yang Xuan continued on this topic, and after a moment of silence, he adopted a serious expression and warned:
"Yang Jian and the other two are the result of a sage's scheme. To prevent anyone from using them to plot against the Heavenly Court, I will not reveal their identities, nor will I acknowledge them."

"In this way, it will be a good thing for the Heavenly Court and for the three of them. At least their lives will not be in danger, and it will not be difficult for you, me, and His Majesty."

"For the next period of time, you shall stay in the Heavenly Court and not see those three people, nor should you easily descend to the mortal realm."

"If you absolutely must descend to the mortal realm, you must inform me in advance so that I can make the arrangements. Does the fairy understand?"

Although Yang Xuan's tone was stern, Fairy Yunhua could tell that he truly did not intend to blame her, which relieved her.

Tears welled in Fairy Yunhua's eyes, and a radiant smile appeared on her face. She nodded heavily and immediately swore an oath with her Dao heart.

"Your Majesty, please rest assured, without Your Majesty's order, I will absolutely not descend to the mortal realm, nor will I meet with Yang Jian and the other two!"

"That's good."

Yang Xuan rubbed Yunhua Fairy's head, then turned and walked out of the Peach Garden, though his expression seemed a little strange.

"That's strange. Why do I feel a sense of goodwill towards Fairy Yunhua? Is it because I pity her plight, or because of the calamity she suffered?"

Although the three children born to Fairy Yunhua, Yang Jian and Yang Xuan, had Yang Xuan's bloodline, that experience was ultimately just an illusion, and Yang Xuan had no related memories, at least not his original body.

Logically speaking, he shouldn't have developed feelings for Fairy Yunhua, let alone subconsciously make such an intimate gesture.

This was clearly not right. After thinking it over, Yang Xuan felt that the most likely cause was the calamity energy.

Otherwise, it would only be the gods and immortals in the Marriage Hall randomly arranging marriages, but that's definitely impossible.

Given Yang Xuan's status in the Heavenly Court, who would dare to play matchmaker for him? Even the new matchmaker in the Marriage Palace, who has the cultivation of a Great Luo Golden Immortal.

But those were just Great Luo Golden Immortals, how could they possibly dare to play matchmaker for Yang Xuan?
To put it simply, even a quasi-saint wouldn't necessarily dare to do that!
Surely a matchmaker from Heaven can't be some kind of saint or sage, right?
"Even a saint wouldn't have so much free time..."

Yang Xuan shook his head and smiled. As far as he knew, among the six sages of the Heavenly Dao, only the Taiqing Sage separated a benevolent corpse, which transformed into the Supreme Lord Laozi and joined the Heavenly Court.

He had never heard of any connection between the Old Man Under the Moon and any saint.

Then, Yang Xuan walked up to Qingluan, kicked her in the butt, and laughed and cursed:

"Don't just stand there like an idiot, come with me to the mortal realm."

"Okay, okay, okay!"

Qingluan hurriedly smoothed her fur and shrunk down on the ground so that Yang Xuan could walk up to her.

Yang Xuan sat cross-legged on the back of the Azure Phoenix, glanced at Zhu Jiu who had already secretly poked half his head out, and instructed:

"From now on, you will be responsible for the safety of Fairy Yunhua and will not allow any villains to approach her. Of course, you will also not neglect your duties as the Vermilion Bird."

"If a low-grade incense-and-golden body is insufficient to fulfill your divine duties, then go to the Heavenly Treasury to exchange for a mid-grade incense-and-golden body condensation method. The cost will be charged to my account first and deducted from your salary later."

"Okay, okay..."

Zhu Jiu quickly pulled his head back and timidly replied.

Yang Xuan did not linger. He left the Peach Garden with the silent Styx Daoist, flew out of the South Heavenly Gate, and sped towards the Nine Provinces.

Yang Xuan was a household name in the Heavenly Court. When he appeared, many immortals and gods paid their respects, including the gatekeepers of the South Heavenly Gate. This was not unusual.

However, a few individuals, after Yang Xuanfei left the South Heavenly Gate, found an excuse to turn back to their respective residences and take out a specially made communication jade talisman.

……

After leaving the Heavenly Court, Yang Xuan traveled to the Nine Provinces, toured various cities, and finally arrived at the Emperor Temple in the Shang City.

He looked up at his own statue above him, his brow furrowing slightly.

"This luck is definitely not right..."

Along the way, Yang Xuan discovered that around the statues of gods in various places, there were always massive amounts of incense and divine fortune gathered.

In particular, the concentration of divine fortune exceeded Yang Xuan's expectations once again. If the Incense Golden Body could refine all of this incense and fortune, breaking through the physical strength of the Incense Golden Body to the Great Luo Golden Immortal level would be no problem at all!

"If the incense-burning golden body gathers divine fortune into one's own body, and the physical strength breaks through the Great Luo limit, then wouldn't it be possible to..."

Yang Xuan's eyes flickered, and he did not think any further, lest the secrets of heaven be revealed and unforeseen changes occur.

Afterwards, Yang Xuan chose to leave Kyushu and flew towards the Blood Sea.

Yang Xuan's trip to the Nine Provinces was not only to investigate the divine destiny, but also to ascertain the current situation of the Great Shang Dynasty.

Just as he had deduced, the emperor of the Shang Dynasty was indeed Emperor Xin. However, the Emperor Xin of today was different from the one in later legends; he was not a tyrant.

On the contrary, during Emperor Xin's reign, he further promoted the trade route and enjoyed considerable prestige in Kyushu.

As the great calamity was approaching, and to avoid any unforeseen circumstances, Yang Xuan did not meet with Di Xin, who was the protagonist of the Investiture of the Gods calamity.

However, based on his investigations over the years, he still discovered some anomalies. Unlike later generations, Emperor Xin had a mysterious imperial tutor from a young age.

These changes in Emperor Xin were most likely due to this imperial tutor.

If nothing unexpected happens, this is very likely the work of some sage.

Clearly, the course of the Investiture of the Gods calamity was quite different from what was said in later generations.

……

Time passes.

Unbeknownst to them, a blood-red sea had appeared in front of Yang Xuan and his group, indicating they had arrived outside the Blood Sea.

But at that moment, the surrounding environment suddenly changed dramatically.

In the cloudless sky, patterns resembling the lines of a palm appeared, and five colossal pillars reaching to the sky emerged from the horizon.

The next second, the clouds in the sky, stretching for billions of miles, dissipated and transformed into the face of a gaunt Taoist priest.

A smile played on the corners of the Taoist's mouth, and a Taoist voice descended from the heavens, like a great bell, making Yang Xuan's heart tremble.

"Young friend, you are destined to meet me. Please come with me to Mount Sumeru in the West!"

(End of this chapter)