Mythology

Chapter 446 Venus in the Central District of the Peach Garden
The walls of the Peach Garden soar into the clouds, and one can see the faint Daoist aura on the surface, after all, the Peach Garden itself is part of the Jade Pool.

Kong Xuan stared for a long time, his expression revealing his solemnity.

"Has the Queen Mother of the West gone mad? Why would she suddenly hold a Peach Banquet when this place has been abandoned for over five hundred years?"

He was unaware of the current state of the Heavenly Court. Perhaps only the heads of the Eight Departments could access the Jade Emperor and the Queen Mother. He only knew that before the Investiture of the Gods, a calamity seemed to have swept through the Thirty-Six Heavens.

Nowadays, the Heavenly Court is almost entirely controlled by the Eight Departments, and the Three Pure Ones rarely appear.

"What makes you worthy of a saint's favor?"

"The Celestial Venerable Who Patrols the Corpses in the Void, the True Lord of the Ghost Origin Who Patrols the Seas in the Netherworld, Namo Immaculate Ancient Buddha."

Kong Xuan's face twisted in disbelief. Even if it was the Netherworld Patrol Sea Ghost Yuan True Lord, his celestial rank was far superior to that of a mere Fire Department God.

He knew why Yin Jiao wanted to get rid of Yang He.

It wasn't just because he was killed by Yang He in the mortal realm, but because Yang He's celestial rank and status even subtly surpassed those of the Eight Divisions.

Don't be fooled by the fact that Yang He is currently only in charge of handling the Taiyin transformation.

But once his cultivation level rises, his influence in the Heavenly Court will be unmatched by the Eight Departments. Moreover, Yunxiao of the Fighting Department and Zhao Gongming of the Finance Department both value Yang He highly, which is terrifying to think about.

Kong Xuan felt suffocated, especially after witnessing Yang He complete the journey through the True Immortal Realm in half a day.

If you don't seize the opportunity, you will never have a chance to turn your life around.

"Heh, that Yin Jiao isn't exactly a saint either. Using someone else to do your dirty work? Why do you think I would infiltrate the Peach Garden without any personal gain?"

As Kong Xuan murmured, a Buddhist rosary appeared in his palm.

The prayer beads shimmered with a faint light.

Kong Xuan has already contacted Duobao Daoren with the help of Buddhist beads. No, the four disciples of the Jie Sect whose cultivation was once on par with his own have now become Duobao Tathagata Buddha in the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss.

“Originally, I would have been the Buddha. Even if I hadn’t joined Buddhism, I could have lived until the end of the Investiture of the Gods and ruled over one of the eight departments of the Heavenly Court.”

"The results of it?"

Kong Xuan narrowed his eyes, and five-colored light exploded in his eyes.

"The Buddha of Many Treasures has promised me that by offering the Corpse Celestial Venerable and the Ghost True Lord to the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss, I can obtain the opportunity to refine the Immaculate Buddhahood. I... can ascend to heaven in one step!!"

Kong Xuan suppressed his distracting thoughts and quietly disappeared into the Peach Garden.

The garden was shrouded in mist, with only a few peach trees scattered about in sight. The armor of the celestial soldiers at their roots revealed that they were all transformed corpses.

The peach tree branches are gnarled and twisted, with cracked skin. The hanging peaches emit a strong, sweet aroma that is almost nauseating.

"Hasn't the Thunder Department already taken action to suppress it?"

Kong Xuan frowned, and five-colored divine light flowed around his body.

"How could something as simple as the Seven Fairy Maidens have escalated to this point?"

Seeing this, Kong Xuan proceeded cautiously and, following the location revealed by Yin Jiao, soon discovered the traces of Daoist Qingfeng and his group.

Two or three hundred heavenly soldiers and generals marched forward in formation, protecting Liudaotong who was carrying the black coffin.

Master Qingfeng walked beside the black coffin, constantly waving his whisk and occasionally throwing pills into the coffin to help the Corpse Heavenly Venerable reshape his physical body.

The Corpse Celestial Venerable died by self-immolation, leaving behind only half a finger as his remains.

Master Qingfeng has done his best to nourish Corpse Celestial Venerable, but the time is too short. So far, only the flesh has grown on the shoulders and chest, and the effect of the life-giving stake has been greatly reduced.

Unfortunately, due to the emergency deployment of the Thunder Department, they had no choice but to bite the bullet and head to the central district of Pantaoyuan.

"Corpse Celestial Venerable".

Kong Xuan sneered, his five-colored divine light poised to strike, "So you really are here. Do you really think the Heavenly Court is a blessed land for seclusion?"

Without further hesitation, the five-colored divine light suddenly erupted the moment Qingfeng Daoist opened the lid, sweeping towards the black coffin like a bolt of lightning.

To prevent Lei Bu from noticing, only the little finger was broken off.

The five-colored divine light extinguished the life force of the remaining remains. If nothing unexpected happens, the Corpse Celestial Venerable will reshape his physical body again using his little finger.

"It came without any effort."

Kong Xuan smirked and turned to leave.

suddenly.

He froze, and the hairs on his neck stood on end.

The team was already very close to the city wall in the central area. After a brief delay, a sense of terror, as if being watched by some being, welled up in their hearts.

Kong Xuan slowly raised his eyes and saw that the mist was swirling strangely at the top of the wall.

At first, there were only slight fluctuations, but soon the entire wall began to rustle, and my heart started pounding.

Kong Xuan's pupils contracted sharply. On the other side of the wall, something seemed to be moving along the wall, its size immeasurable.

Just by observing the curve of the shadow, one could tell that 'it' was at least a thousand feet tall, and the raised brick patterns on the wall now resembled wrinkles on skin.

Kong Xuan's sea of ​​consciousness churned instantly, and the five-colored divine light went berserk uncontrollably.

He bit his tongue hard, using the intense pain to forcefully look away, his figure transforming into a streak of light as he fled wildly until he was far away from the central city wall, at which point the ever-present spying gradually dissipated.

"who is it?!!"

Kong Xuan's face turned deathly pale, and his forehead was covered in cold sweat. He then looked down and found that there was a beautifully crafted blood-red invitation in his arms.

The cover prominently displays the words "Peach Banquet".

.........

Master Qingfeng and his companions walked along the central city wall for a long time.

They finally stopped in front of a large gate.

The main gate leads to the central area, but it is no longer properly closed.

"General Zhao, who leads the Thunder Division?"

Master Qingfeng stopped in his tracks, his brows furrowed, sensing something was amiss. No matter how hurried he was, the door couldn't possibly be open.

"Deng Zhong, the Heavenly Lord Deng, recently sent a message indicating that the Seven Fairy Maidens have been sealed away. Perhaps there is some oversight in the magic array?"

"Perhaps." Master Qingfeng glanced at the black coffin and said in a deep voice, "In any case, we have no way out. Let's reunite with Lei Bu first."

"kindness."

As they stepped into the central area of ​​the Peach Garden, they were greeted by a nauseating stench of decay.

The taste is like thousands of corpses rotting and fermenting in a confined space, mixed with a certain sweet and cloying fruity aroma, making people dizzy.

Looking around, there were no peach trees in the Central District Peach Orchard.

A desolate landscape is definitely not a bad thing for them.

At the same time, Master Qingfeng also noticed that the footprints on the ground stopped abruptly, as if everyone who came to the Central District had disappeared without a trace.

There was music playing.

Master Qingfeng's thoughts were interrupted by his disciple, and at some point a burst of music drifted in on the wind.

The sound was neither a flute nor a zither, mixed with faint singing, echoing across the vast wilderness.

The group looked at each other in bewilderment, and then the thick fog in front of them dissipated slightly.

A stage under construction suddenly appeared.

Dozens of figures stood below the stage. If I wasn't mistaken, they were all heavenly soldiers and generals who followed the Thunder Department. However, their faces were pale and blood was dripping from their bodies, indicating that they had been dead for some time.

"A stage? Why would there be a stage in the Peach Garden?!"

Having witnessed many strange and inexplicable calamities over the past seven hundred years, Master Qingfeng reacted immediately by pulling the red rope tied to his disciple's wrist.

The young Taoist disciples were simple-minded, but they were meticulous in setting up the magic array.

In a few breaths, a faint spiritual light enveloped the black coffin, protecting Master Qingfeng and his disciples, while the other heavenly soldiers and generals were exposed to the outside world.

The music coming from the stage became high-pitched and shrill.

"Spring warmth fills the Jade Pool, peaches ripen, and immortals are invited to celebrate longevity."

The heavenly soldiers and generals standing frozen below the stage all turned their heads in unison, their necks cracking as they stared intently at the crowd with their cloudy eyes.

"not good!"

Master Qingfeng came to his senses and saw that Zhao Qi had already knelt down beside him.

The heavenly general, along with all the heavenly soldiers, was on the verge of death; his skin oozed oil, and his joints made a teeth-grinding grinding sound.

They stumbled toward the stage, their fear evident only in their wide, terrified eyes.

The heavenly soldiers and generals are still alive.

“Master…Master…” A young Taoist priest trembled as he stretched out his hand, his fingernails beginning to fall off, revealing the pink flesh beneath.

The newly set-up magic array broke down after only a short time.

Master Qingfeng bit his tongue, feeling an unbearable burning sensation in his stomach. He wiped his mouth and nose, and greasy, liquefied wax flowed out.

The young Taoist was in even worse shape; his blood had been replaced by wax.

Before long, they will follow in the footsteps of the heavenly soldiers and generals.

"Senior brother, I'm sorry to offend you!!"

Master Qingfeng lifted the black coffin, but all he saw was a lump of rotten, blackened flesh; the mangled body had completely lost its life force!
"how come."

What drove him to despair was not his impending death, but the fact that his physical form was already dead.

Could something have happened to my senior brother?

How tragic.

I, Qingfeng, have cultivated diligently for seven hundred years to reach the True Immortal Realm, and today I die in the Peach Garden, with no way of knowing who is behind this calamity.

Not to mention avenging his senior brother.

As Master Qingfeng was in despair, the dripping wax on the ground began to wriggle.

The wax oil pooled together and gradually rose up, transforming into a hunched old man who was only about a meter tall.

The old man had white hair but a youthful face, his features blurred, and his skin had a translucent, waxy appearance, leaving sticky marks on the ground with every step he took.

"Could it be the magician who performs the 'Golden Eyes Spouting Colors' trick in the Peach Garden?"

The old man's voice sounded like countless people whispering at once, his tone rising and falling, "Please."

He stiffly raised his arm and pointed towards the stage.

Qingfeng Daoist noticed that the old man's gaze was fixed on the black coffin, and his speech did not seem to be with them. The more he looked at the old man, the more familiar he seemed with his appearance.

"Was it my senior brother who saved us?"

Click.

Besides the rotten flesh, the black coffin also contained a seemingly ordinary stone egg.

The stone egg cracked open, and an eyeball the size of a fist rolled out, releasing a murky aura that was distinct from the yin energy, and was extremely foul-smelling.

Its eyes were lifelike, with dark golden firelight flickering in the pupils, and dense blood vessels extending from below, crawling on the ground.

"This is..." Qingfeng Daozhang gasped for breath.

Immediately, a massive amount of Yin energy surged in from all directions, frantically pouring into the eyeballs. Flesh and blood began to proliferate at a visible rate, with bones, meridians, and skin taking shape one after another.

In just a few breaths, the eyeball transformed into the form of a seven or eight-year-old child!
The child wore a long robe with colorful patterns, exuding the cultivation level of a newly entered True Immortal. The only feature on his face was his eyes, which flickered with firelight.

He tilted his head to look at Master Qingfeng, who couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

"Brother!"

Master Qingfeng shuddered; it seemed to be his senior brother's incarnation again.

Even though Yang He's cultivation level was comparable, Master Qingfeng felt at ease for some reason, and after regaining his composure, he recalled the old man's identity.

"He is Venus, the planet Taibai Jinxing, responsible for conveying the Queen Mother of the West's decrees!!"

(End of this chapter)