PDLP Chapter 48 Hu Ximei
Chapter 48 Hu Ximei
The Heaven-Turning Seal spun in the air, transforming into the size of a millstone, and crashed down with immense force.
With a muffled thud, the white-faced ape let out a delicate, feminine scream as its body flew backward and crashed heavily to the ground.
A golden light burst forth from the ape's body, carrying a snow-white fox, and flew out of the hall.
Nine-tailed fox.
Yun Zhongzi saw it clearly and understood.
Previously, the various schemes of the Western Religion had been repeatedly thwarted, and apart from Guang Chengzi, the Sage, and the three demons of Xuanyuan Tomb, no other alchemists were able to enter the palace.
By sealing the nine-tailed fox into the body of the white-faced ape, it can then be sent to the Nine-Room Palace through Boyi Kao.
If the assassination succeeds, Emperor Xin will either die or be seriously injured, and the remaining brothers Yin Jiao and Yin Hong will be easier to deal with.
If the assassination attempt fails, Boyi Kao will also be accused of murdering the king and attempting to assassinate the emperor.
Regardless, Boyi Kao is doomed.
Meanwhile, the slow progress in suppressing the rebellion in Xiqi is clearly due to Xiqi's strategy of nurturing the rebels for its own benefit. Otherwise, given Xiqi's strength, why would the mere rebel army have dragged on until today?
If you say that Ji Chang was unaware of the situation, Yun Zhongzi would be the first to disbelieve it.
With Boyi Kao dead, the court officials would surely discuss releasing Ji Chang to quell the rebellion in Xiqi; and Boyi Kao's death would also give Ji Chang the most legitimate reason to raise an army.
The Western Church's scheme this time is even more insidious than the Medicine Master's.
Just as the golden light carrying the nine-tailed fox was about to rush out of the palace gate, Yun Zhongzi had a thought. He turned the Heaven-Turning Seal in the air and smashed it down at an even faster speed.
Just then, the golden light suddenly transformed into a phantom of a golden lotus. With a flash of light, the Heaven-Turning Seal was deflected and flew back.
The Twelve-Petaled Golden Lotus of Merit?
Yun Zhongzi frowned. The Western Sect was disregarding even the dignity of a saint, frequently using the saint's instruments to enter the game.
Although the Heaven-Turning Seal is the most powerful weapon acquired later in life, it is still no match for the innate defensive treasure, the Twelve-Grade Golden Lotus of Merit.
He had no choice but to retract the Heaven-Turning Seal, watching as the golden lotus phantom, wrapped in the nine-tailed fox, disappeared outside the palace.
The people in the hall were still in shock, and some did not recognize the immortals and gods, looking around blankly.
Someone with sharp eyes recognized the origin of the ancient seal and exclaimed in a low voice, "Guang Chengzi, the Imperial Tutor of the Yellow Emperor!"
Jiang Ziya was the most excited; how could he not recognize the Heaven-Turning Seal?
His senior brother helped him once again, first by recommending him for a position in the court, and now by using the Heaven-Turning Seal to defeat the enemy. He straightened his clothes and hat, and bowed deeply towards the palace gate.
The court officials and civil servants were abuzz with discussion. Upon learning that it was the Emperor's tutor, they all knelt down.
Only Emperor Xin performed the imperial rites, and Jiang Ziya performed the rites of greeting; the two remained standing.
A ripple appeared in the void within the hall, and a figure materialized out of thin air.
Wearing a fish-tail crown, a purple robe with the Eight Trigrams, a face like a full moon, and three long strands of beard, he was none other than "Guang Chengzi".
He first looked at Jiang Ziya, a gratified smile on his face: "Junior brother, do not disappoint your teacher's high expectations, and do your best to assist the Shang Dynasty."
"Thank you, Senior Brother. How could I disobey?"
Guang Chengzi turned to Di Xin and used his magic to gently straighten him up.
He glanced at Boyi Kao, still kneeling on the ground, his face pale, then at the lifeless remains of the white-faced ape, and said loudly:
"This is a conspiracy by unorthodox people and has nothing to do with Boyi Kao. I hope Your Majesty will not wrong the innocent and allow the mastermind behind the scenes to succeed in his conspiracy."
As soon as he finished speaking, his figure transformed into ripples and vanished from the spot.
Di Xin bowed in thanks again, then snorted coldly. Since the Imperial Tutor had already spoken, he could not afford to retaliate further.
He simply waved his hand, ordering his men to clean up the scene, without saying whether or not Ji Chang would be released, and simply said, "Dismiss the court."
When the officials dispersed, they still glared at Boyi Kao with disdain.
Although the Imperial Tutor claimed it was a heretical conspiracy, the white ape was ultimately brought by Boyi Kao. What if the Imperial Tutor was also deceived?
Of all the people present, only Yang Ren was still behaving reasonably well towards Boyi Kao, because he was still unconscious on the ground.
Inside the Jade Pillar Cave, a system notification sounded.
[Side Quest: Intercepting the Western Religion's Luck Value of 30 - A Plan to Break Through the Nine-Room Palace]
[Reward 1: Cultivation level increased by one level]
[Reward 2: Spell - Somersault Cloud]
[Reward Three: Elixir - Body Shaping Pill]
Is Monkey King's somersault cloud here too?
But Yun Zhongzi's gaze fell on the third item—the Body Shaping Pill, which can reshape the physical body of living beings, but the drawback is that they will lose their original magical power.
His eyes lit up. He had originally planned to trap Ji Chang in Chaoge until his death, but now that he had this pill, he could change his plans for Ji Chang.
Choose three.
Using the technique of turning beans into soldiers, the Body-Shaping Pill was given to the bean soldiers, and the Obsessive Corpse naturally sensed it and went to wait outside Xuanyuan Tomb.
Before long, the Bean Soldiers arrived, and the Obsessive Corpse took the Body-Shaping Pill and summoned the Nine-Headed Pheasant Spirit.
The spirit transformed into a charming woman. Upon seeing "Guang Chengzi" return, she immediately prostrated herself on the ground, her figure fully revealed beneath the thin veil.
Do you have a name?
The pheasant spirit cautiously replied, "Reporting to the Immortal, there has never been any."
Guang Chengzi nodded: "From now on, you will be called Hu Ximei."
It is the name of the nine-headed pheasant spirit in the original work.
Upon hearing this, Hu Ximei was overjoyed, and a charming smile appeared on her face:
"Thank you for bestowing this name upon me, Immortal. I will certainly serve you well in the future..."
As she spoke, she even winked, clearly intending to seduce him with her beauty.
"presumptuous."
Guang Chengzi glared angrily. As a dignified Golden Immortal of Fortune and Virtue, what kind of beauty hadn't he seen? Was this the time to consider such things?
A beast is a beast!
Why don't you choose a different time?!
Hu Ximei trembled and slammed her forehead to the ground, pleading, "This servant has overstepped her bounds; I beg the Immortal's forgiveness."
Guang Chengzi snorted coldly:
"I have come here today to bestow upon you an opportunity. Are you willing to shed your demonic form and one day be listed on the Investiture of the Gods, entering the Heavenly Court as a god?"
It seemed like a question, but the tone left no room for negotiation.
Hu Ximei could naturally tell that although she didn't know what the Investiture of the Gods was, the words "Heavenly Court" were very familiar to her.
Although the Heavenly Court is weak now, it is still the legitimate authority that governs the Three Realms. How could a little demon from Xuanyuan Tomb possibly dream of such a thing?
Overjoyed, she exclaimed, "I am willing, I will obey your command, Immortal!"
Guang Chengzi nodded slightly.
"good."
With a flick of his sleeve, he concealed Hu Ximei within it.
Jiang Ziya's residence.
Yang Ren was carried on Jiang Ziya's shoulder and bumped his way into the study.
Jiang Ziya placed him on the couch. Since he was Qingxu's disciple, it was his duty as his uncle to take care of him.
Seeing that the white cloth had been wrapped around Yang Ren's forehead for too long, he secretly sighed that his senior brother Qingxu hadn't taken good care of him; the injury must be quite serious.
Then, he gently untied it, and two small hands came into view. Their palms were closed and their eyes were tightly shut, trembling slightly with Yang Ren's breathing.
Jiang Ziya stared wide-eyed at the two little hands for a long time.
"What is this?"
Upon examining it with my divine sense, I found no trace of evil or heretical intent; instead, I sensed a faint flow of celestial light.
"Could it be a gift from Senior Brother Qingxu?"
He stopped thinking about it and used his magic to heal Yang Ren.
As soon as the spiritual energy entered Yang Ren's body, it was discovered that the spiritual energy was flowing in those two small hands, and they were also healing their injuries on their own, complementing the spiritual energy he had transferred in.
Not long after, Yang Ren slowly woke up.
Yang Ren opened his eyes and saw Jiang Ziya's old face right in front of him. He instinctively wanted to lash out.
But he swallowed the words back, looked around, and realized that this person had carried him back from the Nine Rooms Palace. He gave a dry thank you.
Jiang Ziya didn't mind, and after explaining it to him, they talked for a while.
Yang Ren remained silent for a moment, then sighed, already aware of the relationship between the two and the teacher's reputation.
He was just resentful. His cheap teacher had given him a magic weapon and a cultivation technique and then abandoned him, showing no respect whatsoever for a teacher.
This senior uncle in front of him, on the other hand, is proficient in both literary and martial arts, and is much more reliable than his teacher.
As the two engaged in a deep conversation, Yang Ren, unusually, put aside his usual sharp tongue and listened more and more, realizing that this white-haired old man truly possessed real talent and learning, and gradually began to admire him.
By the time Yang Ren was seen off, it was already getting dark.
Jiang Ziya was exhausted, both physically and mentally; this junior apprentice was indeed too stubborn and self-confident.
The entire court of officials certainly looked at him with new respect today, but that was only because he was indeed extraordinary when he made his appearance. However, he was defeated in less than a single exchange.
Back in the study, I pushed open the door and stopped in my tracks.
On the desk, a line of pale gold characters lay quietly: Ji Chang is ordained by Heaven, let him return.