He is a pure-blooded dragon in the miniature garden.

Chapter 254 Yang Jian: I think this sect and the Heavenly Court really have no one left to use!

A gentle breeze dispersed the thin morning mist, revealing a farmhouse nestled in the lush green mountains.

Amidst the rustling sound, a graceful figure emerged, dressed in an elegant white long robe and a plain-colored long skirt, the waist of which was tied high with a purple belt, and a light purple wide-sleeved jacket draped over the robe.

The young girl had an elegant and delicate face, with a slight upturn at the corners of her mouth and a smile in her eyes. She looked like a well-bred lady who had stepped out of a painting, but upon closer inspection of her eyes, one could indeed see a hint of mischief.

"Tsk tsk, I never thought that Athena, that iron tree, would actually bloom one day."

Looking at the newspaper in her hand, the girl couldn't help but click her tongue in amazement.

As you should know, Athena, the famous goddess of the miniature garden, has crushed the heads of countless suitors.

It's amazing that a female tyrant, a female warrior, or a female madwoman like this can actually find her own love.

Although love is bound to have a touch of green (unhealthy aspects).

But isn't green the color of health?

Thinking of the sensational news she had seen in another newspaper, the girl couldn't help but smile slightly.

"Hey, second brother, do you think we can go join the fun?!"

"My intuition tells me that this is a spectacle that we may not see for hundreds of years."

The girl's voice, tinged with a touch of naivety, addressed the figure emerging from the small courtyard behind her.

This was a man dressed in a solemn black robe, with handsome features, but surprisingly without a trace of effeminacy, and with a cold and stern gaze.

He looked at his little sister with a hint of doting and said coldly.

"Don't even think about it. Just stay here and cultivate quietly on Mount Hua. We'll talk about going out and having fun when you've reached a four-figure level."

"Please, Second Brother, I've been imprisoned on Mount Hua for hundreds of years and haven't been able to step out even once."

Yang Chan grabbed Yang Jian's arm and shook it gently, biting her lip as she pleaded.

"Moreover, simply shutting oneself in seclusion is not conducive to cultivation. Reading ten thousand books and traveling ten thousand miles is the right path."

"If you had truly read ten thousand books, I wouldn't have stopped you from going out..."

Yang Jian sighed softly and shook his head helplessly.

My little sister has been spoiled by me. She has been in seclusion for hundreds of years under my supervision, but not only has her cultivation not improved at all, she has also become lazier and more willful.

"It's all my second brother's fault. What kind of books did he choose? How can I possibly read them?"

Upon hearing Yang Jian's words, Yang Chan immediately objected, fiddling with her fingers and hair with a guilty conscience.

"Thick-skinned and Black-hearted Theory, Social Skills, PUA and Anti-PUA... What's wrong? Is there a problem?"

Yang Jian rolled his eyes and said with a hint of helplessness.

"Is everything alright?"

Yang Chan, in a fit of despair, tugged at her hair and pointed at Yang Jian's nose.

"Look around, which of these books is one I should be studying?"

Just how afraid is Yang Jian of being deceived by others?

Does she really think she can't see through the thoughts of those hypocritical scholars? It's all that damned Liu Yanchang's fault!!

Why write about anything but her, using her as material for your fantasies?!

As a result, she was forced to be imprisoned in Mount Hua by her second brother for hundreds of years!

"Study hard. A great calamity is coming. Seclusion on Mount Hua is the best choice."

Yang Jian sighed helplessly. Did he really think he didn't want Yang Chan to go out and play? Didn't he see that in the last few hundred years, the entire Chinese pantheon has been inclined to seclusion and quiet recitation of the Yellow Court Classic? They rarely appear on the stage of the Little Garden anymore.

Even if they exist, only a very small number of people within the Heavenly Army or a portion of its forces maintain basic operations.

Given the current state of the miniature garden, if we get even slightly involved, it will lead to an abyss of no return.

"Yes, yes, yes, they keep talking about a great calamity, but I see this little garden is still thriving."

Yang Chan pouted unhappily and turned her head away.

"I just watched them successfully defeat the three-headed evil dragon not long ago."

Yang Chan snorted coldly and decided to ignore her second brother, who kept using the Great Calamity of Heaven and Earth to fool her, for three days. Really, he couldn't even come up with a better excuse.

Upon hearing this, Yang Jian simply smiled and remained silent.

As a direct disciple of the Dao Ancestor, he knew many inside stories, including the fact that Shiva of the Heavenly Army sought guidance from the Dao Ancestor, and the Dao Ancestor used the Dharma form of Lingbao Tianzun to expound the Way of the End Times.

He knew very well what this meant.

In the miniature garden, the state of the two-digit beings themselves is, in a sense, a reaction to the state of the miniature garden. As universal truths and as part of the construction of the miniature garden, they themselves will reflect the situation of the miniature garden.

Of course, this isn't just a phenomenon observed in two-digit individuals; some powerful spirits also react to this situation.

For example, Vishnu, because the life cycle of the miniature universe is currently in a stable period, the Vishnu spirit, which currently represents "peacekeeping," is the strongest spirit.

This is the real reason why the Sun King Group exists and was even established.

The same principle applies to Taoism. Currently, the Taoist Ancestor is manifesting in the world in the form of the Moral Celestial Venerable, and one of his incarnations is currently refining elixirs in the Tushita Palace.

But now Shiva has seen the way forward, the holy son of salvation has descended, and even the Dao Ancestor is expounding the Dao for Shiva in the form of Lingbao Tianzun... What this represents is self-evident.

"An immeasurable calamity is approaching; it is a time of great turmoil."

Yang Jian shook his head helplessly and couldn't help but sigh.

"Limitless" means without limit or immeasurable, and also refers to the vastness of a quantity.

The immeasurable calamities represent an endless series of tribulations that continue until the world is destroyed, signifying the true end of the world.

Ordinary calamities are manageable; you just have to get through them. But immeasurable calamities are unavoidable.

Even he couldn't see where the future lay.

Just then, Yang Chan turned around with a grin, took out a visiting card from her pocket, and waved it in front of Yang Jian.

"Second brother, who said I can't go?"

"Look, what's this? This is a visiting card from my aunt, asking me to attend Athena's engagement party on her behalf."

"And she even asked me to go to the Peach Garden and pick ten peaches that are nine thousand years old."

Although Yang Jian and Yang Chan were not originally surnamed Yang, yes, they were originally surnamed Li. They were originally appointed as Erlang Shen for their meritorious service in assisting their father Li Bing in controlling the floods, and became the direct disciples of the Taoist Ancestor.

As a result, because no one knew who wrote "Investiture of the Gods" or "Journey to the West," he became associated with the Great Celestial Venerable in terms of spiritual status, becoming the Great Celestial Venerable's nephew and earning the reputation of the Erlang Zhenjun of Guanjiangkou, who obeyed orders but not summons.

However, since he was a direct disciple of the Dao Ancestor, he couldn't be too close to the Great Heavenly Venerable. On the contrary, his mischievous sister had close relationships with many great gods in the Heavenly Court and received a lot of care from them.

She even became a disciple of Nuwa and established a relationship with the Queen Mother of the West, becoming her aunt and niece, making her a favorite of half the Heavenly Court.

As for who the other half is? That goes without saying.

Upon hearing this, Yang Jian smiled helplessly, but the solemnity in his eyes deepened. What exactly did the Great Celestial Venerable mean? Was it simply a gesture of congratulations or a celebration?
To be honest, sending Yang Chan to the banquet already shows that they value this event quite a bit, not to mention that she brought ten 9,000-year-old peaches, although that's not exactly a grand gift.

However, if it were a matter of official business, either the Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden or Venus would go, but sending Yang Chan... Yang Jian was a little confused about their thoughts and attitudes.

"Hey, second brother, say something!"

Seeing Yang Jian lost in thought again, Yang Chan called out unhappily, saying that her second brother was good in every way, but he was too mature and steady. He should think things through more and act more carefully.

"Alright, second brother, I'll go with you this time, okay?"

Yang Jian said helplessly, his tone tinged with a hint of doting.

"Okay, this is what you said, Second Brother."

Yang Chan said with a smile, showing a bit more anticipation for the upcoming trip.

Watching Yang Chan go back to pack her luggage, Yang Jian shook his head helplessly.

Just then, Yang Jian noticed that there seemed to be something extra in his pocket, and he took it out to take a look.

It turned out to be a visiting card given to him by Laozi, asking him to deliver it on his behalf, and also instructing him to visit the Tushita Palace while accompanying Yang Chan to the Peach Garden to pick peaches.

Is there really no one left in this vast Taoist sect and Heavenly Court? Are they just targeting those two siblings to fleece them?
If the Queen Mother had sent her a little later, would Chan'er have had to take Nuwa's place?

Even Yang Jian couldn't help but complain to himself at this moment.

As for the deeper meaning behind this... that's not something he should worry about. If the sky falls, someone taller will hold it up. Just think of it as a trip for the siblings.
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In the celestial realm, inside the main hall of Indra's temple.

Wearing a loose bathrobe, Indra looked at the letter in his hand as if he had seen a savior.

“Hey, Shezhi, you see, Athena is about to officially assume the position of Chief of the Heavenly Army. As the former Chief of the Heavenly Army, wouldn’t it be inappropriate for me not to go?”

Indra rubbed his hands together, looking with a hint of anticipation at the beautiful woman beside him who was radiant and dressed in a purple, sheer garment.

"It would be really inappropriate not to go."

Shezhi accepted the invitation and spoke slowly and deliberately.

Moreover, keeping Indra by her side all the time could easily lead to a lack of novelty, as she was determined to become a qualified wife for him.

Although Indra really didn't want to be bound to the grave of marriage.

In a sense, she really had to thank Athena. If Athena hadn't taken over as the Lord of the Heavenly Army, Indra might not have stayed by her side for so long.

Despite his seemingly unreliable nature and self-proclaimed status as a useless god, Indra's sense of responsibility has become exceptionally strong since he was saved by the Moon Rabbit.

As Indra's wife, she would not prevent Indra from performing his duties.

Not to mention, Athena was the one who later brought Indra back and saved her daughter, Atu, from dire straits.

She Zhi was not an ungrateful person.

This is a good opportunity to repay some of the favors I owed Athena.

"Right, right!!"

A glimmer of hope welled up in Indra's heart. Could it be that he could finally escape this hellhole?

Although this was his temple, his residence in the heavens, ever since Shezhi swiftly and unexpectedly seized his status as his wife in the mythological sense and moved in openly.

He never came back.

Don't ask, the only answer is regret. Why couldn't I control my lust back then and flirted with that yandere Asura?

Now look what's happened; I've been forced into the grave of marriage.

At the time, I was glad that I was lucky enough to have found a good deal, and I thought that Prince Asura was a useless piece of trash.

Alas, it’s all tears if I talk too much.

He wondered if any of the girls from the red-light district had been abducted by others, and how the relationships between the married women he had seduced and their husbands were going.

Have you missed him since we haven't seen each other for so long?

Having seen through Indra's thoughts, Shezhi chuckled and then nodded slightly.

"Go ahead, and while you're at it, please convey my gratitude to Athena."

"!!"

Indra raised his head in surprise and looked at Shezhi.

Is it true? He thought Shezhi was going to go with him, so he'd have to find a way to get away.

It's going to be a bit difficult to get away from Shezhi.

Looking at it now, is Shezhi really willing to set him free?
Seeing the spineless Indra, Shezhi sighed helplessly.

To be honest, although she cared about Di Shitian, she wasn't crazy enough to want to completely possess him. If Di Shitian wanted to have a harem, she could even help him find respectable women.

However... it's just that Indra's hobby is a bit hard to explain.

Her husband likes to visit prostitutes and has a thing for married women... what can she do? She's desperate too.

Although they are gods and Buddhas, it's impossible for them to contract venereal diseases... But while Indra doesn't mind the filth, she does.

It's okay to have fun in private, but things like ripping your crotch are a bit too much.

"Of course, I'll have Atu keep an eye on you."

Shezhi snorted coldly and said in a very unsympathetic manner.

"If I find out... that you ever go to the red-light district again and try to seduce married women..."

At this point, Shezhi's gaze drifted almost imperceptibly toward the lower half of Indra's body.

For some reason, Di Shitian felt a chill in his lower body and immediately chuckled.

"Hahaha, how could that be?"

"I am mortal with gambling and drugs!!"

As for where Huang is? Huang is, of course, in his heart.

Upon hearing this, Shezhi glanced at Indra, and seeing Indra's smug expression, a slight smile appeared on her lips.

All she hopes for now is that Indra won't burst into tears.

Surely no one really thinks she hasn't done anything these past few days?
She knew every married woman Indra had ever met, every red-light district he had ever visited, and every courtesan he had ever seen.

She just didn't have the chance before, but now that Di Shitian is tied to her side, she's going to prepare a surprise for him.

A surprise that could make Indra "tears of joy".

Then, Shezhi silently took out her phone and sent a message to her daughter.

"Alright, I've already spoken to Atu."

(End of this chapter)