Mythology

Chapter 348 The Treasure Will Be Given to the Capable

The Taoist Ran Deng stood at the town gate of Jiuqu Town, with cold mist swirling beneath his feet, as if the town was separated from the outside by an invisible boundary.

Outside the town, the air was thick with yin energy, but inside the town, the temperature had already dropped to freezing.

You can also see water vapor condensing into tiny dewdrops, hanging on the mottled city bricks.

The Taoist Ran Deng suppressed his coldness and regained his confident demeanor, facing Jiuqu Town but showing no intention of stepping into it.

"Ma Shan, I'll give you half an hour to bring Shen Gongbao to see me."

The Taoist Ran Deng spoke in a gentle tone, as if Shen Gongbao were an old friend.

The light from the glass lamp flickered, clearly showing Ma Shan's immense fear of the current Daoist Ran Deng. After a long silence, he finally spoke haltingly.

"Master Ran Deng! After the Seven Immortals descended upon the Nine-Bend Yellow River Formation, I... I could no longer sense Shen Gongbao's location. I only know that half an hour in the south of the city might not be enough."

"I know perfectly well."

The Taoist Ran Deng swept across the chaotic Jiuqu Town.

The seven immortals roamed the streets and alleys, and wherever they passed, the people knelt down like waves of wheat, accepting the assimilation of the immortals.

Wu Yunxian stood in the center of the city, muttering to herself. Her skin, covered in fish scales, oozed a sticky substance, causing the people to kowtow in unison.

With a flick of his sleeve, the sticky liquid dripped onto the heads of the people.

The people are becoming increasingly inhuman, making gurgling sounds all around them, as if they are adapting to the breathing methods of fish.

The dragon-headed immortal was perched on East Street, and the human heads amidst the blue-haired lion's mane were constantly reciting the scriptures of the Jie Sect.

As the scriptures echoed, cracks spread across the faces of the people, eventually causing their seven orifices to shift out of place and their walking posture to become strangely erratic.

Buzz~~

Lingya Fairy's trunk swept across West Street, spraying out a mist that carried the scent of sandalwood.

The people's limbs swelled up, their skin turned an ivory-white, their spines bent into eerie arcs, and their size reached two meters.

The seven attendants acted differently, but they all had the same goal.

Let the Nine-Bend Yellow River Formation change hands!!!

It should be noted that the Nine-Bend Yellow River Formation is not only a magic formation, but also incorporates the Taoist temple of the Three Immortal Maidens, and the thousands of people are all derived from the temple.

Today, Jiuqu Town is gradually covered with a layer of coral, and the air is becoming increasingly humid.

It's only a matter of time before the Seven Fairies take over the Nine-Bend Yellow River Formation.

All this was to welcome the arrival of the Tongtian Sect Leader.

"Ma Shan".

"Your disciple is here."

The Daoist Ran Deng smiled, revealing his gleaming white teeth. "The Twenty-Four Heavens are a celestial court capable of transforming a Daoist temple. Once it is perfected, the Daoist temple will be able to stand on its own."

Ma Shan was so frightened that even the glass lamp trembled; he had never seen the Burning Lamp Taoist so mad.

"Only the arrival of the Tongtian Sect Master can facilitate the creation of the Twenty-Four Heavens. There is no more opportune time than now."

"This disciple will definitely find... Shen Gongbao!!!"

The Taoist Ran Deng narrowed his eyes. "Shen Gongbao can't hide for long. The Nine-Bend Yellow River Formation is becoming the Taoist temple of the Tongtian Sect Master."

“Look at Ma Shan.”

As he spoke, he extended the glass lamp into the area of ​​Jiuqu Town.

As soon as the glass lamp was inserted, the wick began to twist violently.

"Ahhhhh!!!"

Ma Shan's screams were heart-wrenching, and hundreds of painful faces emerged from the flames, demonstrating just how terrifying the invisible erosion within the town was.

Even the Taoist Ran Deng couldn't avoid it; the skin on his arms became wrinkled.

Fine, dense scales spread out little by little.

The Taoist Ran Deng uttered a few strange verses, and then a faint karmic fire enveloped his skin, abruptly ending the strange phenomenon.

He did not take back the glass lamp, a hint of surprise showing between his brows.

"Hey, Shen Gongbao is here."

No sooner had the words left his mouth than a muffled thud came from a bungalow in the city. The rotting corpse of a stray dog ​​suddenly exploded, and a ghostly figure flashed by.

The ghostly figure hovered above the eaves, staring at the Taoist priest, who was quite a distance away.

The Taoist Ran Deng was somewhat surprised. He carefully recalled his experience of teaching the second-generation disciples of the Chan Sect. In his memory, Shen Gongbao had never had such courage.

"You've shown yourself willingly. I'm quite curious where you hid the Sea-Stabilizing Pearl. It's alright, you'll definitely not escape the Nine-Bend Yellow River Formation."

Ma Shan could no longer contain himself. Faces popped out of the glass lamp, their expressions full of resentment as they stared at Shen Gongbao. Ever since they came into contact with the latter, their luck seemed to have been terrible.

"This disciple will immediately seize Shen Gongbao's soul!!!"

Ma Shan practically roared out the words, and a chilling aura rose around him, distorting the air due to the intense heat.

“Ma Shan, your cultivation has been greatly reduced due to the continuous reshaping of your physical body. Half an hour might be a bit tight. You can cooperate with the Jie Sect immortals.”

"No, once I make a move, Shen Gongbao will be completely powerless to resist."

Ma Shan broke free of the glass lamp and barely managed to transform into human form, but his flesh and blood appeared to be burning, as if he were suffering from demonic possession.

"Teacher Ran Deng, you may not know this, but Shen Gongbao used some trickery to achieve the body of a Ghost Immortal while only at the Integration Realm. In the end, he was still just a mortal, while a Ghost Immortal..."

Ma Shan suppressed his karmic fire and said, word by word, "Ghost Immortals are the lowest of the low-level immortals, only slightly better than Loose Immortals."

"Bring Shen Gongbao to see me."

"The Seven Immortals are teaching and imparting knowledge; we can live in peace by avoiding them."

boom!
Ma Shan transformed into flames and disappeared into Jiuqu Town, muttering Shen Gongbao's name.

.........

As Yang He witnessed Ma Shan's arrival, Yin energy continuously surged into his body, and in a short moment, no damage was visible on his surface.

"Why is Lao Yinbi so eager? I didn't think Ran Deng would be in a hurry to enter the battle."

He wasn't without options; continuing to lie low wasn't out of the question. If he were to abandon his body and soul, he was confident he could hold his own against the Daoist Ran Deng for some time, especially since he was focused on helping the Seven Immortals welcome the Sage.

Yang He glanced up at the vast ocean and saw four more corpses, each 500 meters long, their bodies already showing signs of gruesome decay.

As expected, the corpse should be one of the four disciples of the Tongtian Sect Leader.

In at most half a month, the four disciples will also descend upon the Nine Turns Yellow River Formation, and I will have nowhere to hide then. It is clear that what Lu Ya Daoist said was true; the Hunyuan Golden Cauldron is the only chance of survival.

Yang He realized that the Tongtian Sect Master's dojo would soon completely cover the Nine Turns Yellow River Formation, so he gave up the idea of ​​hiding.

"I almost got it backwards. I played Shen Gongbao just to take the blame."

"So what if I die? I already have the Sea-Stabilizing Pearl anyway."

"Daoist Ran Deng was completely helpless. Continuing to live a life of compromise would be a waste of time. Returning to the Hunyuan Golden Cauldron was the right thing to do."

Ma Shan avoided the seven immortal attendants, inevitably causing delays on his journey.

"Hehe, I'll test my Ghost Immortal Body on Ma Shan."

Yang He's body and soul had fully recovered, and he then spat out a precious pearl.

The pearl was a counterfeit Heaven-Opening Pearl that he had refined in the main world. It contained a trace of the Sea-Stabilizing Pearl's aura and its quality barely reached the level of a mid-grade Yin artifact.

Yang He's actions undoubtedly added fuel to the fire, making Ma Shan unable to suppress his anger any longer.

"Shen Gongbao!!!"

Ma Shan stared wide-eyed as he moved nimbly among the buildings.

How could he not recognize the aura of the innate treasure? Shen Gongbao had definitely handled the Dinghai Pearl before, and this action was clearly a provocation against Daoist Ran Deng.

"You despicable person! You despicable person!!!"

“Shen Gongbao, you come from the Chan Sect. Master Randeng taught you cultivation for decades. Even the Twelve Golden Immortals had to treat you with utmost respect.”

Ma Shan was so enraged that his blood boiled, and his rage nearly set the surrounding shops ablaze.

"Hand over the innate treasure!!"

The seven attendants cast intrigued glances, their eyes falling on Yang He with a hint of admiration.

Ma Shan quickly approached the neighborhood where Yang He was located, and wherever he went, people were burned to death.

suddenly.

A figure darted out from the alley entrance and blocked Ma Shan's path.

The man was covered in blood and gore, half of his body was rotting, the gap at the top of his head exposed his brain tissue, and his eyes were bloodshot. He was a Qi Immortal whose body and soul were incomplete.

"Fellow Daoist Ma Shan!"

With a hoarse voice, Yi Qi Xian staggered and stood in front of Ma Shan.

He forced a fawning smile, unaware of the murderous intent in Ma Shan's eyes.

“I am Yu Yuan, the One Qi Immortal of the Jie Sect. The Sea-Stabilizing Pearl is very likely in the Hunyuan Golden Bucket. We can cooperate to go to the Mustard Seed Space inside.”

The fire in Ma Shan suddenly stopped, and he coldly sized up Yi Qi Xian.

Yi Qi Xian swallowed hard. "I only ask that Senior Ran Deng can protect me. Otherwise, if a saint descends, I am afraid I will surely die."

If it were just Tongtian Jiaozhu alone, he, as a disciple of the Jiejiao, would still have a chance to survive, but Yuanshi Tianzun could not allow the Jiejiao's arrangements to continue.

When sages fight, even true immortals are nothing more than ants crushed underfoot.

"There's one more thing, Fellow Daoist Ma Shan, the Corpse Daoist has a great secret..."

"Go away!"

When Ma Shan saw Yang He turn around, he understood the troublesome nature of the Ghost Immortal Body. Once it escaped, it would be impossible to find its trace within half an hour.

Before the Immortal of Qi could finish speaking, he raised his hand and a burst of crimson karmic fire erupted forth.

"No! Fellow Daoist Ma Shan!!!"

The Immortal of One Breath stared wide-eyed in terror as raging karmic flames engulfed him. His already riddled body and soul were powerless to resist the burning flames.

The first-generation True Immortal of the Jie Sect rolled on the ground in a sorry state.

"Do not kill me!"

"Seven Immortals, please save my junior brother! Please save my junior brother!!!"

The Seven Immortals did not respond. Since the First Immortal chose to enter the formation, it meant he was facing a calamity. After his death, he should obediently return to the Investiture of the Gods.

The immortal was carbonized in the flames and finally collapsed to the ground with a bang.

Ma Shan didn't even glance at it, and stepped straight over the remains of the Immortal of One Qi.

"Shen Gongbao!!!"

As a result of this delay, Yang He disappeared without a trace, and Ma Shan was so angry that he wanted to tear Yi Qi Xian to pieces, unleashing a fit of impotent rage.

Ma Shan walked hundreds of meters along the street, trying to track Yang He's scent.

He was extremely anxious. The Seven Immortals had occupied most of the Nine-Bend Yellow River Formation, and the range would gradually increase, rendering him powerless to use any of his methods.

"Fellow Daoist, why are you so angry?"

A familiar voice came from afar, tinged with amusement.

Ma Shan's pupils suddenly contracted, and he turned around sharply. Yang He appeared behind him at some point, bending down to put the corpse of the Immortal of Qi into his sleeve.

Yang He chuckled. The corpse was unrecognizable, but it was definitely a valuable find.

"you……"

Ma Shan calmed down. Yang He's behavior from beginning to end was strange and inexplicable. He was clearly not afraid of him and seemed to be rushing to his death.

Yang He kept his eyes on the spiritual vision, ensuring that Daoist Ran Deng would not get close.

"Fellow Taoist, please stay."

"Treasures are obtained by those who are capable, and even innate treasures are no exception."

(End of this chapter)