Chapter 6

Tianpeng walked cautiously in the Holy Man's Daoist temple, trembling with fear.

He did not dare to raise his head, nor did he dare to look at the strange flowers, herbs, immortal trees, and divine medicines in the Bixi Palace.

For he was afraid that the Holy Man was observing him, looking for his mistakes.

Once caught,

A single thought could doom him to endless calamity!

Even the Jade Emperor would not dare to cry out for him at that time.

Disrespecting the Holy Man, these four words would be enough to serve as his indictment!

He could only hold the talisman in his hand, walk respectfully to the depths of the Bixi Palace, where the Holy Man was in seclusion.

This was easy to find.

The Holy Man is the Dao.

Colorless, soundless, formless.

Blending with all things, coexisting with heaven and earth.

Thus, seeing the Holy Man is like seeing the Dao, seeing all things, seeing heaven and earth.

Ethereal and elusive, approaching him, one does not see his form, looking at him, he is not in front of one's eyes.

Yet, he is clearly seated before one, just three steps away.

Just as Tianpeng felt now.

After the massive immortal gate fell, a majestic aura like mountains and seas rushed towards him.

Radiant like the sun and moon, vast like the stars.

Yet, it was also ethereal and elusive, as if not in this world, not in this realm.

There were also innate treasures, emitting the aura of the primordial chaos.

Interweaving and blending, they made him involuntarily prostrate on the ground, bowing his head, and with the last bit of self-control, he raised the talisman in his hand and solemnly bowed, saying, "Master, your disciple Tianpeng, bows a hundred times!"

As he spoke, he really started to kowtow.

Once, twice...

Bang, bang, bang!

Before the Holy Man, Tianpeng was extremely serious and sincere, and dared not feign even a bit.

Especially since this Holy Man was the leader of the Jie Sect!

The leader of the Jie Sect, the first in killing under the Dao Ancestor!

The leader of the Jie Sect, who would avenge even the slightest offense and protect his own to the extreme!

The leader of the Jie Sect, who fought four alone in the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation!

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Xu Ji listened to the kowtowing sounds coming from outside the stone room.

Thud, thud, thud!

The kowtowing sounds of the person who called himself 'Tianpeng' were clear and loud.

Xu Ji, holding the sword in his hand, remained silent.

Thud, thud, thud!

Interestingly, he did not count the kowtows.

But he somehow knew the number of kowtows made by the person outside the stone room.

As if there was a counter automatically counting for him.

Without thinking, without counting,

He naturally understood.

11...

33...

55...

88...

96...

100!

Thud!

The kowtowing sounds suddenly stopped.

The person outside actually kowtowed a hundred times, not one more, not one less!

This surprised Xu Ji greatly.

"The old monster I've possessed must really be a person of terrible character!" he thought, and continued to remain silent.

He understood that at this moment, silence was more important than anything.

Because once he spoke, he might give himself away.

Thus, the stone room was extremely quiet.

The sword in his hand quietly retracted its light.

The countless treasures in the mist retreated into the mist, disappearing.

...

Silence!

A deathly silence enveloped the surroundings.

The air seemed to have solidified.

The Holy Man's secluded place behind the massive gate was as quiet as a void.

There was no sound at all.

The shadow of the Qingping Sword had vanished.

Even the primordial aura emitted by the countless treasures had completely dissipated.

But Tianpeng became even more nervous!

He knew the Holy Man was watching him.

Through the massive gate, the Holy Man of the Jie Sect was watching him!

This made Tianpeng tremble with fear!

The only thing that comforted him was that the leader of the Jie Sect had not casually slapped him out of the Bixi Palace.

This meant there might still be a chance.

He had endured countless hardships to ascend to the Heavenly Court from the mortal world.

And in the Heavenly Court, he had gone to great lengths to catch the eye of the Jade Emperor.

Tianpeng was adept at reading people and adapting quickly.

Thus, he held the talisman in his hand and spoke loudly again, "Your disciple Tianpeng, with utmost reverence, reports to the Master..."

"On this auspicious day, the Heavenly Palace of the Jade Emperor, the Mi Luo Heavenly Palace, wishes to follow the old custom and inspect the four seas..."

"Originally, I did not want to disturb the Master's seclusion..."

"However, the Mi Luo Heavenly Palace unanimously believes: the Master's virtue benefits the three realms, and the Master's blessings extend to the four seas. Without the Master's command, the people of the three realms might think the Mi Luo Heavenly Palace disrespects the Master, leading to many rumors..."

"Therefore, the Mi Luo Heavenly Palace sends your disciple to inquire about the Master's well-being and to request the Master's command to reassure the three realms!"

As he spoke, Tianpeng's heart pounded.

His whole body trembled.

Thus, he had to choose his words carefully.

He did not dare to mention the Jade Emperor, only using the Mi Luo Heavenly Palace as a reference.

And the reason he came up with after much thought was that "the people of the three realms might spread many rumors."

After finishing his last sentence, Tianpeng was already prostrate on the ground, his sweat soaking through his immortal robe, his magical power completely drained, like a pig tied to a butcher's rack!

"Grandfather Dao Ancestor, please..." Tianpeng prostrated on the ground, praying incessantly, "If your disciple can return safely this time..."

"From now on, I will recite the Yellow Court Scripture every morning and evening..."

He was utterly exhausted.

He never wanted to experience this again!

The might of the Holy Man was enough for a minor immortal like him to experience once!

He remained prostrate on the ground.

After an unknown amount of time, the Holy Man's command finally came from behind the gate.

"Hmm!" A simple, indifferent sound.

Followed by the Holy Man's response: "I know!"

"Go back!"

Hearing this, Tianpeng immediately bowed again, "Your disciple will follow the Master's command!"

He then respectfully rose and, trembling with fear, retreated step by step.

The Holy Man had already told him to leave.

How could he dare to stay?

As for the Holy Man's true intentions,

That was not his concern.

...

Xu Ji listened to the footsteps gradually fade away.

He let out a light sigh.

"This old monster is really hard to act as!" he sighed.

Fortunately, this old monster had a great deal of authority.

So, a few words were enough to send away the person who called himself 'Tianpeng'.

"The Heavenly Palace of the Jade Emperor, the Mi Luo Heavenly Palace?" he pondered the power Tianpeng had mentioned, "Quite a grand claim!"

The information about the people of the three realms and the command that Tianpeng mentioned was also on his mind.

"It seems this old monster has a high status in this immortal world!"

"The 'Heavenly Palace of the Jade Emperor, the Mi Luo Heavenly Palace' even came to visit with respect, and the messenger was extremely cautious and trembling with fear..."

But the more so, the more uneasy Xu Ji became.

He knew his own situation.

This old monster might have great powers and countless treasures.

But he was just an ordinary young man from the modern world.

Not to mention killing and robbing,

He had never even killed a chicken in his life!

When a flower snake entered his dormitory in college, he was terrified.

So he knew that once someone discovered his true nature,

He would surely face a great calamity!

"My current situation is like a three-year-old child holding gold in a bustling market!"

"Once the tiger's skin is pierced, certain death awaits!"

"So, I must strongly counter any who dare to probe or covet me!"

"Otherwise, I will be like the donkey from Qian!"

The donkey from Qian was eventually eaten by a tiger!

Thinking this, Xu Ji suddenly looked up.

He felt as if someone was peering at him from somewhere.

A sense of being watched washed over him.

"Hmph!" He subconsciously snorted.

The story of the donkey from Qian echoed in his mind.

Just like when he discovered the flower snake in his college dormitory, after a brief panic, his killing intent boiled over!

Then, he grabbed the broom in the dormitory and went into a frenzy.

Bang, bang, bang!

The poor flower snake was killed on the spot, beaten to a bloody pulp!

Now, Xu Ji only thought that if the person peering at him discovered his true nature, he might be attacked and killed, trampled underfoot, and his soul might even be refined into a treasure like the Ten Thousand Ghost Banner.

Thus, his blood boiled.

Clang!

The sword in his hand, sensing his killing intent, resonated intensely, the scabbard trembling with the sound.

The divine sword had a spirit!

Xu Ji naturally drew the sword!

Instantly, the room was filled with cold light, causing ripples everywhere.

Then, he held the sword and slashed towards the peering spot!

A beam of sword light rose.

Like a celestial horse galloping through the sky, like a mountain goat hanging from a branch.

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