eurekapd Chapter 405 Making Yang Jiao happy
Chapter 405 Making Yang Jiao happy
Chapter 405 Making Yang Jiao happy
In a short time.
Bai Ze, Ksitigarbha, and Maitreya stare at each other.
Those who shared the same sentiment saw envy in each other's eyes. Yang Jiao, with her privileged background, would have truly made those of them from humble backgrounds resentful if she weren't their friend.
Each of the three parties presented their own version of events, all keeping a close eye on Yang Jiao.
Let's see what she chooses.
Yang Jiao glanced around, then suddenly pointed towards Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva and said:
"I still have to go to the Blood Sea to bring mosquitoes home..."
The Jade Emperor, Zhen Yuanzi, and Grand Master Xuandu followed the direction Yang Jiao was pointing and their gazes fell on Ksitigarbha.
He had just been marveling at how proud he would be to be watched by so many big shots at the same time.
When he was actually being stared at by the three of them, he was so nervous that his whole body tensed up.
His muscles were visibly firm beneath his Taoist robe, so much so that even Di Ting beside him lowered its head, its ears drooping, not daring to raise its head.
The atmosphere was tense.
Grand Master Xuandu suddenly burst into loud laughter.
In an instant, all eyes were on him again.
Zhen Yuanzi knew at a glance that Xuandu was trying to curry favor with his niece again, so he frowned and spoke first:
“Since you have something to do, your uncle will wait for you at the temple. All those ginseng fruits will be saved for you.”
Grand Master Xuandu looked at Immortal Zhen Yuanzi with a smile. How could he preemptively show his magnanimity?
When the Jade Emperor saw that Zhen Yuanzi had said this, he could not force Yang Jiao to take him away. He just kept looking at her. Fortunately, he often used the Haotian Mirror to watch over her, so he would not miss his niece’s growth.
Yang Jiao is now at the peak of her career, and her skills in using the guise of a magician have improved significantly.
He considered the current progress of the Investiture of the Gods and suppressed his urge to take her back to Heaven to avoid her joining that so-called Human Sect. He then released her, saying:
"If you need anything, just call for your uncle in the heavens."
Yang Jiao nodded firmly.
She was certain that calling for her uncle would work; a clap of thunder would respond to her call.
At this point, none of the three parties had managed to woo anyone, so they gave up their scramble and, before turning to leave, each glanced at Ksitigarbha.
Zhen Yuanzi flew away, with Grand Master Xuandu close behind.
The Jade Emperor vanished without a trace, leaving behind 100,000 heavenly soldiers and generals who witnessed how much His Majesty doted on his niece. Each of them carefully remembered Yang Jiao's appearance, fearing that they might neglect her in the future.
Venus raised his hand, and 100,000 heavenly soldiers and generals rode on a vast cloud, heading back towards the Southern Heavenly Gate.
For a moment, only the four of them remained.
Yang Jiao had just breathed a sigh of relief when she was surrounded by the other three. She blinked and asked, "What do you mean?"
Bai Ze gripped the Hetu Luoshu tightly in his hand with jealousy, gritting his teeth:
"Having connections doesn't make you superior."
Ksitigarbha and Maitreya nodded in response:
"Having connections is indeed remarkable."
Bai Ze looked at the two of them suspiciously, feeling as if he had been betrayed. They were all from the same background, so why did they look so proud?
He questioned sternly:
"Are you all crazy? What gives you the audacity to say that?"
Maitreya remained silent, only smiling.
Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva looked at Yang Jiao with surging emotions.
She! She is their source of confidence!
She! She's their background!
We're all on the same page now, so what's wrong with benefiting from someone's connections?
Bai Ze, do you have a problem with this?
Ksitigarbha glanced at him with a hint of pride. Bai Ze had no say in the matter; it was his own fault for arriving late.
He said something profound and enigmatic:
"You don't understand how deep our friendship is."
Bai Ze really didn't want to see the two of them smiling, so he muttered something:
"Ha, can it be deeper than life itself?"
He turned to Yang Jiao and nodded, saying, "In the future, you should have less contact with Western religions. They're so poor they're losing their minds."
finished,
The four of them, along with a mythical beast named Di Ting, flew westward.
After flying for two full hours, before Yang Jiao could even find the courtyard of the Twelfth-Grade World-Destroying Black Lotus, Maitreya suddenly took out his magic treasure, the Human Seed Bag, and put Yang Jiao and Bai Ze inside together.
The two people who were instantly sucked in felt everything go black.
Bai Ze was about to unleash a torrent of curses.
Outside, Maitreya suddenly shouted loudly:
"Greetings, Master."
Yang Jiao and Bai Ze inside the humanoid bag fell silent instantly, even slowing their breathing.
Yang Jiao feared that once he was discovered by the Guide Daoist, with the abilities of a sage, he would be able to detect the Primordial Purple Qi within his body with just the slightest contact.
What Bai Ze feared was that the damned Western Sect was so poor that even the demonic beasts flying above them would steal away to convert them, and if he fell into the hands of Jieyin, he would be destined to be a mount.
The man before Maitreya wore a gray-brown Taoist robe, his hair was curly, and he hovered above the Western Paradise, concentrating on calculating.
Seeing Maitreya and Ksitigarbha returning from outside, he only said in a deep voice:
"Hmm, it's the time to refine the Qiankun Bag, why are you two out again?"
Maitreya and Ksitigarbha bowed even deeper, and Maitreya made up a reason:
"This disciple spotted the aura of a twelfth-grade world-destroying black lotus in the sea of blood and went to investigate."
The Sage who guided the Bodhisattva then turned his gaze to Ksitigarbha and asked:
"The same to you?"
Ksitigarbha bowed, not daring to use the same excuse twice, and said only:
"Replying to Master, this disciple went to repair the damaged earth veins today because I noticed that there were more and more damaged veins."
The guide glanced at the two of them, and after a long while, finally responded with a sound:
“The Primordial Purple Qi reappeared before, but it was covered up before I could find its trace. It seems that someone deliberately concealed it.”
Both Jieyin and his junior brother Zhunti have become saints, but the Western religion is too barren, and many Taoists are unwilling to come here to become disciples.
Even today, the Western religion, which boasts two saints, cannot stand out among other religions.
He sighed deeply, thinking that if he could obtain that last wisp of primordial purple energy, the day of prosperity for the three saints of the Western Sect would be just around the corner.
At this moment, Jieyin looked at the two of them and whispered his instructions:
"You two are the future of the Western Sect. You must pay close attention to the matter of the Primordial Purple Qi. If our Western Sect is fortunate enough to obtain that Purple Qi, the candidate for saint will only be one of you two."
The mere mention of this enormous pie sent chills down Yang Jiao's spine.
This is an attempt to break up their sworn brotherhood of five.
If Maitreya and Ksitigarbha knew that the Primordial Purple Qi was on them, would their sworn brotherhood break up?
Yang Jiao secretly made up her mind.
It still needs to be hidden.
Maitreya and Ksitigarbha exchanged a glance and bowed.
"Thank you, Master."
Then the guiding saint waved his hand, and the two of them hurriedly left.
After a long time, Maitreya finally untied the human seed bag and released Yang Jiao and Bai Ze.
The two, finally able to breathe freely, patted their chests and secretly thanked themselves for the close call.
Bai Ze patted Maitreya on the shoulder and thanked him:
"Luckily you reacted quickly."
Ksitigarbha sneered:
"It's all about practice. When it comes to sensing Master's aura, Maitreya is second to none."
"Shouldn't he be very wary of his master, with that room full of things that seem to have usurped the throne?"
Yang Jiao instantly recalled the image of Maitreya with a halo behind him that she had seen in the forged landscape painting by Daoist Yun Zhongzi, and couldn't help but burst out laughing.
Bai Ze looked at Maitreya with suspicion.
How could Maitreya allow his secret to be known by just one more person? He simply changed the subject, saying:
"Did you hear that? Once Master finds the Primordial Purple Qi, it will be mine."
Yang Jiao's smile vanished instantly, her mouth pursed into a small circle, and she looked away, quickly saying:
"The mosquitoes must be getting impatient, I'll go ahead first."
After saying that, she darted away, not even bothering to take Bai Ze with her.
Maitreya was still standing there, rubbing his belly and laughing:
"Look how happy Yang Jiao is."
Surely they're happy for themselves too? If a saint were to emerge from their sworn brotherhood in the future, their lives would surely be safe.
Yang Jiao ran extremely fast.
She didn't dare to meet Maitreya's gaze, only thinking to herself:
"I hope that when I become a saint in the future, Maitreya will still be as cheerful as ever..."