Chapter 56

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After Zhu Ganglie dealt with Fashan, the entire Tianlong Temple turned into a pile of ice under the天河波涛至尊大寒气 (Tianhe wave supreme cold energy).

Zhu Ganglie glanced around, his figure flickered, and he left the place, returning to Ziyun Temple.

"Ufeng, I have already eliminated Fashan. Now go and persuade the ruler of Zhuzi Kingdom to restore the influence of our Daoist sect!"

After returning to Ziyun Temple, Zhu Ganglie did not want to deal with the secular world.

Ufeng, upon hearing Zhu Ganglie's words, was overjoyed. He bowed and then led the Daoist child to meet the ruler of Zhuzi Kingdom.

Zhu Ganglie then waved his hand, and the Beiyexiangyun transformed into a river of Tianhe, encircling his body and firmly protecting him.

He then placed the purple-golden bowl, which was enveloped by the Tianhe, in his hand. When he used a strand of Buddhist power to investigate, he found that the bowl had six layers of restrictions. Unfortunately, there was a powerful imprint inside the bowl that he could not currently break.

This made Zhu Ganglie slightly solemn, realizing that Fashan's master was not to be underestimated.

Since he could not refine it, Zhu Ganglie placed the purple-golden bowl in the Yuanyang Ruler, to be dealt with later.

"Hmm?"

Zhu Ganglie suddenly frowned. The Yuanyang Ruler trembled, and a white rabbit fell to the ground, transforming into a trembling little girl.

Looking at the rabbit demon, Zhu Ganglie's face changed, and his anger flared. He shouted, "Bold rabbit demon, how dare you eat my spirit pills! Today, I will skin you and extract your tendons, refine your divine soul, and banish you to the netherworld!"

Zhu Ganglie could not help but be furious. One of his three Qianyuan Huan Gu Dan had been stolen by this rabbit demon.

This kind of pill he himself was reluctant to take, saving it for when he would冲击金丹 (冲击金丹 means "冲击" which is "impact" or "break through" and "金丹" which is "golden elixir" or "golden pill" in the context of cultivation, so it can be translated as "break through to the golden elixir stage"). He never expected it to be wasted like this.

"Immortal, spare my life! The little demon has been trapped in the immortal's magical tool for years. There was no food inside, so the little demon had no choice but to eat one to survive! Please, Immortal, spare my life, and the little demon will serve the immortal!"

Zhu Ganglie looked coldly at the rabbit demon, a hint of annoyance in his expression. He had not expected that a moment of carelessness would result in the rabbit demon being confined in the Yuanyang Ruler and stealing such a treasure.

He glared at the rabbit demon and coldly demanded, "How did you break through my restrictions and steal my pills? Speak!"

Seeing the furious Zhu Ganglie, the rabbit demon trembled and cautiously said, "The little demon has a special ability to break some simple restrictions."

Hearing this, Zhu Ganglie moved his hand, and a Fushen Fu appeared, which he pressed into the rabbit demon's head.

"From now on, you will cultivate in the Yuanyang Ruler. Do not touch anything, or you will face eternal destruction!"

Zhu Ganglie waved the Yuanyang Ruler, and the rabbit demon was taken inside, placed in a space within the Shangyuan Eight Scenic Fu, surrounded by nine Doulv fires to prevent it from stealing anything else.

After resolving the matter with Fashan, Zhu Ganglie had little else to do. Now he needed to find the descendants of his fellow disciple Ximen.

This matter was neither big nor small, but if done well, it could earn him a favor with Ximen.

Before leaving, his senior brother Yinghuo had given him some clues. Now he could let Ufeng, the old Daoist, search for them.

Half a month later, Ufeng, using his own methods, regained the upper hand in Zhuzi Kingdom. He then began to search for the whereabouts of the Ximen family as Zhu Ganglie had instructed.

"Uncle, there are two families surnamed Ximen in Zhuzi Kingdom. One is a martial family, and the other is a commoner family. I do not know which one Uncle is looking for!"

Ufeng approached respectfully and spoke to Zhu Ganglie.

"Hmm, since we have a lead, take good care of them. When my fellow disciple arrives, we can identify them."

Zhu Ganglie thought for a moment and decided not to investigate further. As long as he found the residences of these two families, it would be enough.

Too much involvement might seem like prying.

While deep in thought, Zhu Ganglie noticed Ufeng's hesitant expression and asked, "Is there anything else?"

Hearing Zhu Ganglie's question, Ufeng hesitated and said, "Uncle, recently, many people in the city have been disappearing mysteriously. The authorities cannot find out why. I investigated and it seems to be the work of demons. However, I do not know what kind of demons they are, so I seek Uncle's guidance!"

"Hmm, take good care of Ximen's family. Do not meddle in other matters!"

Zhu Ganglie nodded indifferently. He did not want to deal with these demons and ghosts, but since they were here, he needed to keep them in check to prevent them from harming Ximen's family.

If he failed to do so, he would be seen as unrighteous.

Leaving Ziyun Temple, Zhu Ganglie did not wear his Daoist robe but dressed in a scholar's attire and walked through the capital of Zhuzi Kingdom.

The city was bustling with activity, a place of great prosperity and splendor.

After wandering for a while, Zhu Ganglie found nothing and left the capital, heading to a large dilapidated temple ten miles outside the city.

Many people from Zhuzi Kingdom disappeared after coming here, and some appeared here mysteriously.

Zhu Ganglie entered the temple, waved his hand, and cleared a space, sitting cross-legged on it.

Late at night, a group of people suddenly burst in.

"Hey, kid, get out of here quickly!"

The leader of the group, a large man, shouted at Zhu Ganglie.

Zhu Ganglie glanced at them, about seven or eight people, all secular martial artists. He said indifferently, "It's dark and windy, and there's nowhere to go."

Hearing this, the group became furious, drawing their steel knives and threatening him.

Zhu Ganglie glanced at them indifferently and was about to drive them away to avoid their noise.

At this moment, two women in tight clothing, their faces veiled, holding long swords, stepped out from behind the group and said to Zhu Ganglie, "We are not bandits. We have come here for an important matter. We are afraid of involving you, so we ask you to leave to avoid being implicated!"

"Miss, this person is unreasonable. Don't waste time with him. As long as he doesn't interfere with our plan, ignore him!"

An old man with a stern face stepped forward, gesturing to two large men to keep Zhu Ganglie under watch.

Zhu Ganglie ignored their actions, as he was only investigating the area and planned to leave at dawn.

"Uncle Rong, will Father really pass through here?"

"We have already investigated. Father will pass through here tonight. This dilapidated temple is the only place to stop outside the city. They will definitely stop here. Father has been wronged, and we must save him!"

"Uncle Rong, I heard from the people in the capital that the demon monk has been killed by a Daoist. Perhaps we can appeal to the emperor again!"

A soft female voice spoke, tinged with helplessness and hope.

"Although the demon monk is dead, the corrupt officials in the kingdom remain. We will save Father and then discuss our next steps."

The two spoke softly, but Zhu Ganglie's hearing was sharp, and he understood their situation.

The sound of a carriage grew louder in the dark night, causing the people in the temple to become tense, immediately gripping their weapons and rushing out.

"Sir, please leave this place to avoid being implicated!"

As the group rushed out, the woman kindly warned him.

The surrounding men mocked, "Kid, run for your life, or you'll be chopped to pieces!"

Zhu Ganglie closed his eyes and meditated, ignoring their taunts.

"Don't waste time with this waste of space. Go and set up an ambush to save Father!"

The old man cursed, his figure moving like a monkey, and he ran out of the temple.

A moment later, the sound of swords clashing, curses, and screams, along with a strong smell of blood, came from outside the temple.

"Hmm?"

When the smell of blood appeared, Zhu Ganglie suddenly felt a strong surge of yin energy. His tightly closed eyes snapped open.