AWB Chapter 218 Seeing a ghost in broad daylight!
Chapter 218 Seeing a ghost in broad daylight!
Yaochi (Jade Pool).
"Your Majesty, I am absolutely certain that the person looks exactly like Yao Ji."
A hint of restraint flashed in the eyes of the Queen Mother of the West.
He dipped his fingertips into his palm and murmured towards the direction of the Lingxiao Palace:
"Your Majesty, you are truly mistaken."
This person, who deserved to die, not only escaped the investigation but also dared to trespass through the South Heavenly Gate. This is a slap in the face to the Heavenly Court's rules!
She abruptly stood up and gave an order to the heavenly general who had come to report:
"Tell the Great Golden Crow to leave none alive."
When there was no one left in the Jade Pool.
The Queen Mother of the West suddenly gave a bitter smile, smashed the cups and goblets on the table, and shook her head, saying:
"Since you made the wrong decision, I will correct everything."
The rules of nature must not be violated in the slightest.
……
Yang Jiao, along with Nezha and Yang Jian, flew to the mortal realm.
Yang Jiao noticed that Nezha was suddenly in low spirits during the journey, and a pang of sadness welled up in her heart as she thought of something.
You can't comfort him; he's only outwardly strong. Saying too much will only make Nezha overthink things.
I could only change the subject and ask:
"Nezha, did the Immortal Taiyi ask you to assist the Zhou or the Shang?"
Yang Jiao did remember that all twelve Golden Immortals had to undergo a killing tribulation and were bound to meet their end, and their respective disciples would also be among them.
Nezha turned his head, half of his emotions dissipated, and nodded, saying:
“My master said that although my two uncles were assisting the emperors in the Zhou and Shang dynasties, I should still go to find my uncle Jiang Ziya.”
"You're going to the same camp as Jian'er, so you can look out for each other."
"whispering sound."
Nezha glanced at the tall and burly Yang Jian, thinking to himself with disdain:
Who's going to look after him? He's such a big guy!
Yang Jian thought the same thing.
Nezha is immune to all spirits; who could possibly be more powerful than him?
Both of them were even more concerned about Yang Jiao, and asked in unison:
"how about you?"
The Jade Emperor's decree also ordered Yang Jiao to assist Jiang Ziya, but judging from her words, it seems she doesn't intend to travel with them.
Yang Jiao smiled awkwardly and said indifferently:
"Oh, it's nothing to me."
"You'll find out then."
She, as the Pure Blessing Goddess, had no real power, but she was the leader of the other 364 Goddesses, responsible for supervising the construction of the Investiture Platform and guiding souls into the Investiture List.
To put it bluntly, she's the HR manager of Heaven.
Suddenly, a look of emotion flashed across Yang Jiao's face.
"I understand."
"I understand everything."
She looked at Yang Jian and instructed him:
"From now on, be nicer to your uncle."
The Jade Emperor did not mean to enjoy a divine position without any danger.
He is paving the way for himself.
Aside from himself, all 364 other righteous gods, regardless of rank, had to be included in the list through his own efforts. When their souls were temporarily stored on the Conferred God Platform after death, he was the one who interacted with them.
All deities, regardless of rank or status, and even the most revered emperors, would be on the Investiture Platform.
The Jade Emperor is handing over the connections of the future celestial gods to himself!
Yang Jiao felt a pang of sadness.
"He had already been weaving the strongest net for my future."
In fact, when the Jade Emperor descended to the mortal realm to bestow this position upon him, he had no idea of the existence of Yuanshi Tianzun, Tongtian Jiaozhu, and Zhenyuanzi.
He simply wanted to give himself the best and safest future.
At that time, everyone was on guard against him.
……
Momoyama.
The Great Golden Crow's mission to capture Yang Jian and his sister yielded no results.
They then changed their strategy and stationed themselves around Peach Mountain, where Yao Ji was imprisoned.
The ten golden crows completely surrounded Peach Mountain, making it impossible for anyone to slip under their noses.
Just then.
A mosquito flew swiftly through the inescapable net of heavenly soldiers and generals, landing on the stone wall of Peach Mountain.
Her eyes were filled with unyielding hatred.
Looking at the figure of the Great Golden Crow, only one thought kept repeating in my mind:
"Suck him dry, suck him dry, suck him dry."
Mosquito Taoist was originally a chaotic ferocious beast with little intelligence, and even in the sea of blood, her ferocity did not diminish in the slightest.
It was simply because I met Yang Jiao.
She taught me how to behave, and she suppressed my ferocity.
However, Yang Jiao is now being killed by the very person in front of her.
Her ferocious nature compelled her to go up and devour everyone, but Yang Jiao's voice kept appearing in her mind, calming her down.
In this extreme tug-of-war, Mosquito Taoist struggled painfully against the stone wall.
……
Drain the estuary.
Beside the Dragon Gate.
Yang Jiao's grave mound is now lush and green, with a small tree growing on either side.
Thousand-Mile Eyes and Wind-Following Ears knelt solemnly before the grave, each carrying a bundle on their backs.
Shunfeng'er cried and wiped away his tears:
“Little Aunt, my brother and I have observed 999 days of mourning for you. Now it’s time for us to set off for Chaoge.”
The all-seeing eye is almost blind from crying.
He gathered his bundle and swore an oath:
"Please slow down, my brother and I will die sooner."
The river god watched them from the side, his heart filled with bitterness.
Yang Jiao, if you hadn't dropped a few peaches into the water back then, I wouldn't have come to Guanjiang Estuary to become the river god.
Now, seeing every place you've been is a torment of longing.
The river god suddenly looked up to the sky and cried out in grief:
"Yang Jiao!"
Just as I finished shouting, a small dot appeared in the sky.
He rubbed his eyes.
I looked again in disbelief, and the small dot had become three small dots. The one in the middle looked very familiar.
He was a little afraid to look, and pulled at Qianliyan, who was already crying and lying on the grave, and said urgently:
"Stop crying, look quickly and see who that is flying in from the sky? I think I'm hallucinating."
The all-seeing eye fiercely pulled open his clothes, embraced the grave, and began to complain to the river god:
"What time is it? I still have the mind to watch!"
The river god, seeing the point growing closer and closer, already taking on a somewhat human shape, rubbed his eyes repeatedly and exclaimed in surprise:
"I'm really hallucinating! Please help me check!"
"Look, look!" Thousand-Mile Eyes was heartbroken. He grabbed a handful of soil from the grave and stuffed it into his sleeve before saying, "What are you looking at? My eyes are ruined from crying! I can't see!"
The river god then pulled up Wind-Following Ears and said:
"Then listen carefully to see who is speaking from the sky."
Shunfeng'er broke free.
He was no longer in the mood to listen to any voices.
My great-aunt is dead!
Having observed mourning for her for so long, it's time for me to leave. I still remember the day we met in front of the Yellow Emperor Temple.
She was murdered before she even had a chance to grow up.
It's a tragedy that such a talented person is so envied!
"Huh? Everyone's here."
Yang Jiao landed at the edge of the Dragon Gate, looked at the River God and the two demons, and stepped forward with a smile:
What are you doing here?
Her pretty expression and clear tone were exactly the same as Yang Jiao's usual speaking style.
The River God, seeing Yang Jiao suddenly standing before him, grabbed one of the two, a man with clairvoyant eyes and ears who was so stunned his jaw dropped to the ground, and said in disbelief:
"I told you I was hallucinating!"
"Can you see it?"