Anime Crossover: This Holy Lord Only Wants Friendly Communication

"Alright, hang up the talisman." Jiang Shinian chuckled.

The talisman is quite effective.

At this moment, the body that was originally used to approach Xiaoyu was completely intact, as if it had just died.

It didn't even seem dead; it was just in a deep sleep, extremely peaceful.

Aside from not being able to breathe, he is almost no different from a normal person.

With this talisman...

Once he regains his mobility, he can try to travel through the world!

Upon hearing the instruction, Xiaoying stepped forward, raised her jade hand, and embedded the talisman into a groove on Jiang Shinian's body.

The talisman had barely touched the stone statue when it immediately disappeared into it, merging with Jiang Shinian.

"The power of restoration."

Jiang Shi Nian quietly focused his mind and sensed the surging power of the talisman within his body.

Vast and magnificent, surging and boundless.

"Why hasn't the mission been marked as complete yet? Jackie Chan is taking way too long."

Having experienced the power of the talisman, Jiang Shinian still hadn't received a task completion notification from the system for a long time.

However, there was no other way; he couldn't send out the Shadow Ninjas to bring Jackie Chan directly back to his father's antique shop through the Dark Kingdom.

Therefore, we can only wait patiently.

……

A bustling area in San Francisco.

At the entrance of Old Man's Antique Shop, tucked away in a quiet corner.

A travel-worn but joyful person arrived.

"Dad! I finally got a talisman this time!"

Jackie Chan pushed open the door with a "bang".

After escaping from the endless snow-capped mountains, he rushed home without stopping.

Upon entering his father's study, he slapped the talisman directly in front of his father.

A smug look appeared on his face.

"But Dad, this talisman doesn't seem to be an animal from the Chinese zodiac. It's not the horse you predicted. It looks like a chicken."

Jackie Chan, like a brat eager to show off his achievements, asked his father for advice.

"But we already stored the chicken talisman in District 13, right? We don't know anything about this bird talisman, but at least this one shouldn't be fake!"

Jackie Chan scratched his head: "And Dad, this talisman... why does it look so ugly?"

Behind the desk.

The old man adjusted his reading glasses.

Pick up the five-colored Xuanyuan Divine Rooster talisman, which Jiang Shinian "meticulously" crafted, and examine it closely.

However, after receiving the talisman, I looked at it for two or three seconds.

He suddenly cried out "Ouch!" and then swung his arm rapidly.

With a bang, he flicked Jackie Chan on the head.

"Ouch, what are you doing!"

Before Jackie Chan could react, his forehead began to throb.

He covered his forehead with his hand, looking completely bewildered.

He already risked his life to snatch the talisman from the Black Hand organization, so why did his father still want to flick him on the head?

"This talisman isn't important! What's important is the twelve zodiac animals!"

The old man shouted at the top of his lungs, and his voice, aged by years, was not quiet at all; on the contrary, it was quite deafening, making people's ears hurt.

"I know, Dad! But you don't know, all those people from the Black Hand organization were buried in an avalanche while trying to steal this talisman from me!"

Jackie Chan was very puzzled and also felt wronged.

"For those dark forces to pay such a heavy price, this talisman, even if it's not as important as the Zodiac talisman that could resurrect the Holy Lord, must still be quite valuable, right?"

Jackie Chan stared wide-eyed.

"I think this talisman must have some very important function! Otherwise, they wouldn't be fighting so desperately to take it from me!"

The old man remained silent upon hearing this.

He squeezed it gently.

The talisman in his hand suddenly emitted colorful lights, just like the signs hanging on the doors of a street-side hair salon.

"..."

The old man gently placed the talisman in his hand on the table piled with books, took off his glasses, and took out a white cloth to wipe it clean.

After a moment of silence, the old man sighed softly.

“Ah Long, I understand what you mean. Every magical item has its own meaning and importance.”

"But at this moment, the twelve zodiac animals are more important to us. What we must stop now is the Holy Lord from being successfully resurrected!"

After wiping his glasses, Dad put them back on.

He looked up at Jackie Chan and added, "There's something even more important than preventing Shendu's resurrection. It's not about finding the twelve talismans, but about finding a way to restrain Shendu!"

The old man got up, took the talisman in his hand, turned around, and started rummaging through the cabinet.

After fiddling around for a while, they finally took out a box.

"There's one more thing. This talisman does indeed contain some kind of mysterious magical power, but..."

Dad paused for a moment.

"We still need to study the specific effects of this talisman. We'll talk about it when we have time."

"There's one more thing. The pattern on this is a mythical rooster from the East. Although it's drawn very ugly, it's not an ordinary rooster, nor is it a bird!"

My father kept rambling on and on, his mouth never stopping.

As he spoke, he opened the magic box in his hand and placed the talisman inside.

Although he said that the talisman was unimportant, it was something that Shendu's subordinates were after, which meant that Shendu also wanted to obtain it.

Since it is something the Holy Lord desires, it would be a good thing to prevent him from succeeding.

Therefore, it would be better to keep this talisman safe with him.

"And one more thing!"

The old man turned around and put the box away.

He turned around and flicked Jackie Chan on the forehead again.

"I've been talking for so long, and you, you clueless fool, hurry up and make me a cup of tea! This spell must be related to the horse. As for why it turned into a divine rooster, I need to figure that out! Without hot tea, how am I supposed to fight the demon!"

“Dad…” Jackie Chan’s forehead was red and swollen, and his expression was resentful.

He even had a feeling that the reason his father often called him dull and stupid was because his father always gave him a good whack on the head.

Chapter 68 Mysterious Creatures from the East? What are they doing in the West?

Just as Jackie Chan was internally complaining, he went to make his father a cup of tea.

Suddenly, the phone rang.

Jackie Chan walked over in a few steps and answered the phone.

A deep male voice came from the other end: "Jackie Chan, traces of a mysterious creature have been discovered in the nearby ocean. We'd like to ask you to come and take a look."

"Sheriff Black? Mysterious creature? What kind of creature do you need Dad to come and see? Shouldn't you call a marine biologist?"

Jackie Chan turned his head to look at his father, who was flipping through various books, and asked in a questioning look, "What do we do now?"

Upon hearing this, the old man waved his hand impatiently and said, "I'm busy! Right now, no matter how mysterious the creature is, it's not as threatening as the resurrection of the Holy Lord!"

When Jackie Chan learned of his father's attitude, he turned around, apologized to Sheriff Black, and then prepared to refuse his request.

"A creature resembling something from mythology? A giant tortoise the size of an island? Sorry, Blake, Dad said, no matter how mysterious..."

suddenly!

Jackie Chan sensed a major crisis approaching from behind!

He was terrified, thinking that the Black Hand organization had infiltrated the place for the divine rooster talisman he had just obtained. Just as he was about to shout for his father and Xiaoyu to leave, he suddenly felt a pain in his head.

"Ow!"

The biggest crisis is Dad!

He somehow crossed the desk, appeared behind Jackie Chan, and snatched the communicator from Jackie Chan's hand.

"Hey! What was that mysterious creature you just mentioned?"

At this moment, the old man's eyes were bright and piercing, his eyes shining with an astonishing light.

His usual mature and composed demeanor seemed to have been somewhat shattered; for some reason, the hand holding the communicator was trembling slightly.

"Uh... Dad?"

Suddenly, a different voice came from the other end of the communicator, leaving Blake somewhat bewildered.

However, he quickly realized what was going on and continued, "After repeated comparisons by the organization, multiple verifications by the system, and urgent discussions with various mystics, we have discovered that this mysterious creature in the near sea seems to resemble the Xuanwu of Eastern mythology."

"Where is it? Take me there quickly!" The old man's voice was slightly urgent.

“Uh… Dad, don’t get excited. We’re monitoring its location. Once we pinpoint its location, we’ll send out a secret force to capture it. We’ll ask you to come then,” Blake said politely.

"Arrest? Have you all been kicked in the head by a donkey? How did you survive in this cold-hearted world if you're this stupid?" Old Man's voice was loud and annoying.

"If that creature really is Xuanwu, no matter how many people you send, you won't be able to catch it!" the old man said mysteriously. "Only magic can fight magic!"