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

Chapter 380: My Underworld Spy, Scheming Against the Western Golden Lotus!
"But what trouble did you encounter?"

Seeing the worry in Mosquito Taoist's eyes, Yang Xuan quickly guessed the reason.

If nothing unexpected happens, it should be that the Western Sect's medicine master found the Mosquito Taoist and used some less-than-honorable methods.

According to later legends, Mosquito Taoist secretly sneaked into the Eight Treasures Merit Pool while the two Western Saints left Mount Sumeru and were subduing the Jie Sect immortals in the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation.

He took a big sip of the Golden Lotus of Merit, a spiritual treasure used by the Western religion to suppress fortune. The twelfth-grade Golden Lotus of Merit dropped three grades, becoming a ninth-grade Golden Lotus of Merit.

As a result, much of the fortune of the Western religion dissipated. Otherwise, if the Sage Taiqing wanted to convert the barbarians to Buddhism outside Hangu Pass and further preserve the fortune of the Xuanmen sect, he would have had to go through a lot more trouble.

Logically speaking, since Mosquito Taoist could freely enter and exit Mount Sumeru, even if he wasn't a disciple of the Western Sect, he was still considered an unofficial member of the Western Sect.

One can receive the protection of the two Western Saints, and even listen to their sermons. While consuming the Golden Lotus of Merit can improve one's cultivation, it will also offend the two Western Saints.

The sage's virtue is boundless; where in this vast wilderness will she find refuge?
Clearly, the Western Sect's process of subduing Mosquito Taoist was not honorable, leaving Mosquito Taoist with a lingering grudge. Even though his path to enlightenment was destroyed and his primordial spirit returned to the River of Destiny, he still wanted to undermine the Western Sect's foundation.

Yang Xuan didn't know the specific reason; only the Mosquito Taoist could explain it himself.

"Your Majesty is wise; this humble Taoist has indeed encountered trouble."

Mosquito Daoist bowed sincerely, not surprised at all. In her heart, even though Yang Xuan was also a Great Luo Golden Immortal, he was a being who surpassed Quasi-Saints and was second only to Saints.

It's perfectly normal to be able to see the worry in her eyes at a glance and know that she's in trouble.

The creatures of the Blood Sea are all straightforward, and Mosquito Daoist is no exception. She didn't beat around the bush and said directly:
“More than three hundred years ago, the Medicine Master of the Western Religion suddenly approached me and asked if I wanted to enter the West and be used by the Western Religion.”

"I have kept Your Majesty's instructions in mind. After understanding the intentions and conditions proposed by the Western Religion, I showed some interest."

"But in order to lower the pharmacist's guard, I did not agree immediately. Instead, I asked the pharmacist to come back in a while so that I could think about it some more."

"The pharmacist smiled and agreed, telling me to think it over carefully and not to rush. I thought I would find an opportunity to go to the underworld to ask His Majesty for instructions, and then go back to the pharmacist for a reply, but..."

At this point, Mosquito Taoist's eyes revealed intense resentment, and a chilling killing intent emanated from his body.

"Unexpectedly, this pharmacist, who looked so respectable and compassionate, would do such a shameless thing."

"Before I could find an opportunity to go to the underworld, the pharmacist came to me again."

"It is said that the Western religion is compassionate and cannot bear to see the creatures of the Blood Sea suffer. It wanted to help the Blood Sea Mosquito Clan escape from their suffering and gave them a good fortune. This can be considered the sincerity of the Western religion."

"I sensed something was wrong at the time. I scanned the area with my divine sense and found that a restriction had been placed on the souls of all the Blood Sea Mosquito Clan members."

"With just a slight thought, the souls of these clansmen who have been placed under the restriction will be obliterated in an instant, their physical bodies returning to the sea of ​​blood, without even a chance to re-enter the cycle of reincarnation."

"I was furious, but before I could say anything, in the blink of an eye, the souls of the clansmen beside me were obliterated, and they died and their souls vanished."

"The pharmacist smiled and told me that the West was very sincere and that he would come back in five hundred years. He told me to think it over carefully before he left."

"May I ask Your Majesty, what should I do now? Should I still follow the pharmacist's wishes and join the West? Is there any way to save the Blood Sea Mosquito Clan?"

After saying this, Mosquito Taoist bowed deeply to Yang Xuan once again.

In her view, simply joining Western religion is not a big deal.

Now that the Blood Sea has flowed into the Netherworld, at worst, after obtaining enough benefits and betraying the Western Sect, we can stay in the Netherworld and never leave again.

With Houtu presiding over the Netherworld, even the two Western Saints dare not act arbitrarily there, let alone the disciples of the Western Sect.

But after witnessing the Pharmacist's methods, Mosquito Taoist suddenly realized that while joining the Western Religion was easy, leaving it would likely be much more difficult.

If the Mosquito Daoist was to be used by the West, a restriction could be placed in the soul of the Blood Sea Mosquito Clan. Once the Mosquito Daoist was used by the West, how could there be no preventative measures?
If they were to agree so readily, not only would the life and death of the Blood Sea Mosquito Clan be in the hands of the Western Sect, but the Mosquito Daoist would also be in the same boat, and would probably have no chance of escaping.

However, if Mosquito Taoist refuses the pharmacist's suggestion, the Blood Sea Mosquito Clan will probably cease to exist, leaving only Mosquito Taoist.

Although Mosquito Taoist is a different race from the prehistoric world and not a member of the Blood Sea Mosquito Clan, he has subdued the Blood Sea Mosquito Clan since his birth and has become its patriarch.

The creatures of the Blood Sea are simply born with a special origin, filled with the desire for killing and destruction, but they are not heartless beings; they also have emotions.

Over the years, Mosquito Daoist has come to regard the Blood Sea Mosquito Clan as his own.

In this primordial wilderness, in this sea of ​​blood, it is inevitable that the Blood Sea Mosquito Clan will suffer casualties. As long as it is not a crisis that shakes their foundation, the Mosquito Daoist will not pay too much attention to it.

But this time, it wasn't just about shaking the foundations; it posed the threat of annihilating the entire clan, and naturally, she didn't want to see that happen.

This put her in a dilemma. If she refused the pharmacist's suggestion, the Blood Sea Mosquito Clan would be gone from the prehistoric world.

Agreeing to the pharmacist's suggestion could very well lead to your own downfall.

Mosquito Taoist looked up at Yang Xuan, his eyes filled with anticipation, placing all his hopes on Yang Xuan.

"So that's how it is. No wonder the Mosquito Taoist was so desperate to destroy the Golden Lotus of Merit..."

After hearing what Mosquito Taoist said, Yang Xuan suddenly understood why Mosquito Taoist had done that.

From the perspective of the Western religion, by controlling the life and death of the Blood Sea Mosquito Clan and giving the Mosquito Daoist enough benefits, it is indeed possible to force the Mosquito Daoist to work for the West in the shortest possible time.

As for whether Mosquito Taoist would resist or fight to the death with the Western Sect, the Western Sect believes that this is simply impossible.

Mosquito Taoist was just an ordinary person...

wrong!

He was not even considered ordinary; he was just a Grand Luo Golden Immortal with a peculiar background but no matching cultivation method.

In contrast, the Western religion boasts numerous powerful Golden Immortals, the Golden Lotus of Merit suppressing its fortune, and the presence of two saints, Jieyin and Zhunti.

Even a Great Immortal like Mosquito Taoist is nothing more than an ant in the Western Sect. How could he possibly shake the great tree that is the Western Sect?

A fight to the death? She doesn't deserve it!
Our Western Sect saw your unique background and natural talent for cultivating the Great Dao of Devouring, which gave you considerable potential. This is why we have made you serve the Western Sect; it is your honor.

If you don't cooperate, whether you're a Great Immortal or a member of the Blood Sea Mosquito Clan, my Western Sect can wipe you out with a flick of the wrist, making you disappear without a trace.

After figuring this out, a faint smile appeared on Yang Xuan's face.

"Your move has done me a great favor, completely handing Mosquito Daoist over to me!" Mosquito Daoist, seeing the smile on Yang Xuan's face, was overjoyed, his anticipation growing even stronger. He thought to himself:
"Could it be that Your Majesty has found a solution? If Your Majesty can resolve the crisis of the Blood Sea Mosquito Clan, I will cooperate fully with whatever Your Majesty asks me to do, without any complaints!"

Before Mosquito Taoist could think further, Yang Xuan tapped the armrest with his finger, his expression calm, and said in a nonchalant tone:
"This matter is not difficult. I will give you two solutions, and you can choose one."

"Firstly, I invite Daoist Styx to return with you. With Daoist Styx's help, I doubt that the apothecary would dare to do anything to the Blood Sea Mosquito Clan."

"But what we fear most is not theft, but the thief's covetousness. The apothecary can silently set up a restriction within the soul of the Blood Sea Mosquito Clan."

"Even if the restrictions on the Blood Sea Mosquito Clan's soul are removed due to the prestige of the Styx Daoist, it cannot guarantee that he will not do it again."

"If the pharmacist plants the restriction again, the Blood Sea Mosquito Clan may face extinction. This is a major hidden danger of this method."

Upon hearing this method, Mosquito Taoist frowned slightly, his expression showing a hint of worry.

As Yang Xuan said, this is a huge hidden danger that cannot be ignored.

Even if the pharmacist did this, it would be a slap in the face to Styx, and he would definitely suffer Styx's revenge, or even be killed by that stubborn Styx.

Even if the apothecary is killed, the Blood Sea Mosquito Clan cannot be resurrected.

"Your Majesty, what is the second solution?"

Mosquito Taoist bowed. Clearly, this first solution was not the best solution and could only temporarily alleviate the crisis of the Blood Sea Mosquito Clan.

Based on Mosquito Taoist's understanding of Yang Xuan, this second method would often be a more suitable solution.

"Secondly," Yang Xuan continued, without keeping them in suspense:
"That is to follow my original suggestion, and go along with the pharmacist's suggestion, to use it for the benefit of the West, to teach the spirits of the West, to comprehend the Great Dao of Devouring, and to cultivate the Devouring Heaven Demon Art."

Upon hearing this, Mosquito Taoist frowned slightly, and a hint of disappointment appeared on his face.

Judging from the Western Church's practices, if she really agrees to the pharmacist's suggestion, her soul will likely be placed under a restriction by the Western Church.

Not only will the Blood Sea Mosquito Clan be unable to escape, but Mosquito Daoist himself will also be caught in the crossfire, forever losing control of his own destiny.

This solution is not as good as the first one.

At least the first method still has a chance to change. If the Styx Taoist intervenes and forces the pharmacist to lift the restriction, she can move to the Netherworld with the Blood Sea Mosquito Clan.

Even if it can't completely eradicate the problem, it can at least give the Blood Sea Mosquito Clan a better chance of survival. As for agreeing to the pharmacist's suggestion...

But before Mosquito Taoist could think further, Yang Xuan interrupted her train of thought.

"I know what you're thinking. Let me finish what I have to say first."

"Now that I know everything about the West, how could I possibly watch you go to your death?"

Yang Xuan glanced at Mosquito Daoist, then bowed in the direction of the Underground Reincarnation Site.
"If you are willing to participate, I will take you to the place of reincarnation in the underworld. Please leave a mark on your primordial spirit to ensure your safety."

Mosquito Taoist: ? !!!
Is this even possible?!

Mosquito Taoist was stunned. He blinked his scarlet eyes and showed an expression of disbelief.

Over the years, she had thought a lot. She thought of asking Yang Xuan to step in and make the pharmacist leave on his own, and she also thought of asking Daoist Styx to step in and drive the pharmacist out of the sea of ​​blood.

But no one expected that this matter would involve the Goddess Houtu!
Houtu Niangniang is a true representative, with profound Taoist cultivation. How could she possibly care about a mere Great Luo Golden Immortal like herself, or about these Blood Sea Mosquito Clan among the billions of creatures in the Blood Sea?

But as soon as Yang Xuan spoke, he took her to the underground reincarnation place to ask Houtu Niangniang to leave a mark on her so that her life would be safe.

Following the pharmacist's advice, she agreed to be used by the West. The biggest hidden danger was that the West would plant a restriction on Mosquito Taoist's soul, or simply brainwash her and convert her to the Western religion, so that she would no longer be in control of her own destiny.

If this hidden danger can be resolved, there will be no need to worry about the safety of the Blood Sea Mosquito Clan. The restrictions in their souls can be gradually lifted, and they can be transferred to the Netherworld.

Mosquito Taoist was also able to comprehend the Great Dao of Devouring and cultivate the Devouring Demon Art by using the spiritual objects of the Western Sect.

Although the West is barren and not as good as the East, the Western Religion is, after all, a sect of saints. The disciples of the Western Religion and the two Western Saints have been fighting for their lives in various parts of the prehistoric world for so many years, and their foundation should not be underestimated.

The poverty of the Western religion is only relative to saintly sects like the Jie and Chan sects. Its wealth is no less than that of some of the great races and powers in the prehistoric world.

Even if it's just some spiritual items that flowed out from between the fingers of a Western Taoist, it would still be more abundant than the wealth of a Mosquito Taoist. With the help of these spiritual items, her cultivation level would definitely rise.

Moreover, with the mark left by the Goddess Houtu, it will be safer, or even safer, for her to leave the Western Religion in the future.

Unless the two Western Saints intervene, Mount Sumeru is not a place one can leave at will.

As Mosquito Taoist pondered, a smile crept onto his face, indicating that he had already made his choice.

Crash-!
Just as Mosquito Daoist was pondering, he seemed to hear the sound of flowing water. Looking up, he saw Yang Xuan with a leisurely gaze, his eyes seemingly containing a boundless, vast river, and he slowly said:
"If I am not mistaken, this matter is a crisis for you, but it also contains a great opportunity. The choice is yours."

"I will obey Your Majesty's orders!"

Without much thought, Mosquito Taoist immediately bowed.

She knew that Yang Xuan had a deeper meaning in sending her to infiltrate the Western Cult; perhaps there was something dangerous he needed her to do.

But she also knew that Yang Xuan wouldn't let her take the risk for nothing; she would definitely gain an opportunity commensurate with the crisis in this matter.

Moreover, with the mark left by the Goddess Houtu, even if we fail, we will at most be seriously injured but will be able to save our lives, and the Blood Sea Mosquito Clan will be fine. So what is there to hesitate about?

Opportunities are often accompanied by crises. If there are so many safeguards, why is the Mosquito Taoist still so timid and hesitant? He might as well give up on this path and just stay in the Blood Sea to eke out a living.

"In that case, you may come with me."

Yang Xuan smiled slightly, got up and slowly walked outside. Mosquito Daoist followed behind him and arrived outside the underground reincarnation place.

This is the most sacred place in the entire Netherworld, the residence of the Goddess Houtu. Even the great shamans of the Witch Clan may not be able to enter it.

Mosquito Taoist looked at the dark fog ahead, his heart filled with unease.

"I wonder if Her Majesty would be willing to see me..."

But before she could think further, almost the instant Yang Xuan bowed, she felt the surrounding space completely change, and she found herself in a simple stone house...

(End of this chapter)