From Joy of Life, the Tian Gang is reversed

Chapter 307 Madam, you know too much.
Under a predetermined fate, all struggles are futile.

Ao Qian and the Four Dragon Kings both pretended to struggle for a moment. By the afternoon of the next day, a huge dragon head fell from the clouds to the south of the Thousand Steps Corridor, at the crossroads.

Everything is settled.

However, this time, the Tang Emperor did not have Qin Shubao hang the dragon head in the marketplace as in the original story.

After all, such a big event as a dragon head falling from the sky could not be kept secret from Ao Qian and his son in Jinghe. After the incident, Ao Qian came to Chang'an in his true form, met with the Tang Emperor, and took the dragon head back.

The Tang emperor felt somewhat guilty for not being able to accomplish the task, but now that the person in charge had come, he was naturally happy to do a favor and return the dragon head. He then issued a proclamation to the people of Chang'an to reassure them.

"Mother!"

Seeing Ao Qian carrying the dragon head back to the palace, Tuo Jie's eyes immediately turned red. He let out a wail, buried his head, and wept bitterly. After a moment, as if he had thought of something, he suddenly jumped up, pointed at Ao Qian, and shouted, "It's you! It must be you! Didn't you say that the Tang King had already agreed? How come Mother was still beheaded? It must be you! You killed Mother!"

Snapped! !

A resounding slap echoed in the Dragon Palace, sending Tuo Jie's burly body flying. Ao Qian's eyes widened as he roared, "You wretched creature, how dare you speak to your father like that? Do you really want to defy me?!"

Seeing her mother's head, Tuo Jie, already somewhat delirious, completely lost her mind. With a roar, she grabbed a bamboo-jointed steel whip and lashed out at Ao Qian, yelling, "Your mother is dead! What are you still living for? Die!!"

"Tuojie, stop!" Moang was shocked to see Tuojie's crazed actions.

The son killing the father is no joke.

He immediately tried to stop her, but Tuo Jie was incredibly fast and had already overtaken Mo Ang, striking Ao Qian head-on with her steel whips.

"Uncle, be careful!" Moang shouted urgently.

He believed he knew his uncle well enough. Although he was a true immortal, he wasn't very skilled, unlike Tuo Jie who had practiced martial arts since childhood. If something were to happen to him, he would probably suffer the consequences as well.

But what happened next left him speechless.

Ao Qian, unaware of what had happened, had already picked up the Bolang Halberd and charged forward.

when! !

With a deafening clang of metal clashing, Tuojie's double whips struck the Bolang Halberd, sending sparks flying.

"Hmph, this is what you call skillful martial arts? It's nothing but amateurish tricks."

Blocking the steel whip's strike, Ao Qian held his halberd horizontally, the crescent blade piercing through the layers of whip shadows at an extremely tricky angle, hooking the whip's body, and with a flick of the wrist, the steel whip in Tuo Jie's hand was sent flying, tumbling several times in the air before crashing heavily to the ground.

Bang bang bang bang bang...

Next, the long handle of Ao Qian's halberd transformed into countless afterimages, raining down on Tuo Jie like a deluge...

"You little bastard, how dare you lay a hand on me! You wretched creature, you wretched creature, you scoundrel!"

clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap...

"Uncle, Uncle, have mercy! Have mercy...!" Moang was surprised that his uncle had suddenly become so fierce, but he couldn't just stand by and watch his cousin be beaten to death. He quickly stepped forward, hugged Ao Qian, and pulled him away forcefully, saying, "Uncle, my cousin was overwhelmed with grief and acted rashly. Please spare him this time. The most important thing now is to take care of Aunt's funeral arrangements!"

"Hmph!" Ao Qian looked at Tuo Jie, whose head had been beaten into a pig's head, and snorted coldly. He threw his halberd aside and said, "For the sake of your cousin, I'll let this beating go for now. As for your disobedience, I'll discuss it with you after your mother's funeral." He paused for a moment, then said with a sorrowful expression, "Mo Ang, things have come to this, there's no going back. Let Tuo Jie go with you to the Four Seas to announce the funeral. My mind is a bit muddled right now, I need some peace and quiet!" "Uncle, she's gone, please take care of yourself." Seeing Ao Qian's sorrowful expression, Mo Ang didn't say much. He clasped his hands in a salute and then left the Jing River with Tuo Jie, heading straight for the Four Seas.

Seeing the two leave, Ao Qian sent the shrimp soldiers and crab generals from the Dragon Palace to inform his sons of the death, asking them to ask for leave to go home and mourn.

After all the matters were settled, he returned to his palace, dismissed the aquatic creatures serving him, and then put away his sorrowful expression, letting out a great sigh of relief.

"Damn, acting is really tiring!"

Indeed, acting is tiring, but he also knows that this play will have to be performed for a while longer, and everything must be done flawlessly and without any flaws before it can be considered a success.

"Tang Sanzang, you should leave sooner rather than later. The sooner you leave, the quieter this place will be!"

Thinking of the world he lived in, he sighed softly. He would definitely not get involved in the Journey to the West. It only took a little over ten years. For mortals, a little over ten years is a long journey of life, but for him, the Dragon King of the Jing River, he didn't even know if he could complete the marrow refining.

There was no other way. Although he had consumed two Six-Turn Golden Pills, accumulating a large amount of medicinal power in his body, and did not need any other cultivation resources until the medicinal power of the Six-Turn Golden Pills was exhausted, the problem was that food had to be eaten one bite at a time.

Martial arts training is a long-term process; you can't become fat overnight.

You said that a ginseng fruit, a peach of immortality, or a golden pill could all make someone become an immortal?

Yes, it goes straight to the stomach, and you're instantly transformed into an immortal.

But even if you become an immortal, you're still just a nobody.

This isn't about becoming an immortal; it's about whether you can fight!

Does becoming an immortal mean you can fight?

Not necessarily!

In his dormitory, after practicing body-strengthening boxing for another round, Ao Qian suddenly felt sleepy.

"This is...!" A thought flickered in his mind, his vision blurred, and the surroundings darkened, becoming indistinct. In his hazy vision, he saw Ao Yan holding a bloodied head, shouting, "Ao Qian, you heartless and vicious wretch! You said you would plead for me before the Tang King, why have you sent officials to execute me today? Give me back my life! Give me back my life...!"

"So you really did come looking for me!"

Ao Qian looked at the ghostly Ao Yan, who was pretending to be a ghost, and a cold smile flashed across his face...

Is this how you test cadres?

In any other place, he would have slapped her so hard her soul would have been scattered. Not to mention that his authority in the underworld has some effect in this Journey to the West world, in the realm of dream entry, in the Main God Space, he has already analyzed Freddy's dream entry ability. In a dream, it is much more powerful than this kind of small trick of sending a message to scare people.

He sighed and said, "Madam, I have investigated this matter thoroughly. It is not my fault. It is because the King of Tang was unaware of the Heavenly Court's methods. It is true that he kept Wei Zheng occupied while playing chess, but he did not expect Wei Zheng to carry out the execution in his dream. This was something that no one could have foreseen!"

"So what? I was blinded by the aura of calamity that day, but if you hadn't deliberately provoked me, how could I have made such a grave mistake? You've harbored evil intentions towards me for a long time, just waiting for your chance, haven't you?!" At the end, Ao Yan's voice became shrill, almost like a shrill howl...

A hand suddenly reached out from behind her, passed through her head, and squeezed hard. With a "poof," the soul, which was already filled with resentment and whose eyes were almost turning red, suddenly froze, and its slightly red eyes became blank.

"Madam, you know too much. It would be better if you remained a little foolish!"

(End of this chapter)