I'm In Heaven, I Just Want To Work Overtime

Chapter 104: Lu Yue, White Lotus

The grand camp of the Three Armies of the Shang Dynasty.

Hong Jin, who was injured by the Qian Kun Circle, was recuperating when he suddenly heard a soldier at the gate reporting, "There is a Daoist seeking an audience."

His heart trembled, knowing that it was the helper summoned by Wen Taishi. He quickly said, "Please let him in."

Before long, a Daoist arrived. He was less than eight feet tall, with a melon-shaped face and large protruding teeth. He wore bright red robes and had a string of prayer beads on his head, which was the top bone of a human.

He looked extremely fierce, similar to those ancient demons in the Blood Sea of the Netherworld.

The Daoist spoke, "I am Xianma Yuan from the White Bone Cave of the Skeleton Mountain. Wen Taishi has invited me with the Qingping Sword to come down the mountain and assist you."

"Thank you, Senior Master Yuan, for your help! Please enjoy the blood feast first!"

Hong Jin, being a disciple of the Jiao Sect, naturally recognized the name Xianma Yuan. He quickly invited him in and instructed his soldiers to prepare a feast.

Soon, several soldiers brought in two large and tall yellow oxen, which had been thoroughly cleaned and looked extremely fat and tender.

Yuan chuckled and pointed with one hand. One of the oxen flew into the air, emitting a mournful howl.

Then, he extended his long nails and dug into the air, causing a bloodstain to appear on the ox's body, with blood mixed with intestines flowing out, along with excrement and urine.

With another gesture, the ox's heart flew out and he put it directly into his mouth, chewing it while blood flowed down.

When the two oxen's hearts were almost consumed, Yuan seemed to still want more. He saw the terrified soldiers nearby and let out a sinister laugh.

Immediately, he grabbed another ox, just like before, sliced open its chest, and took out its heart in mid-air to chew on.

Hong Jin wanted to stop him, but he knew that although Yuan was a disciple of the Jiao Sect, he was also proficient in Asura's secret arts and had a fondness for eating human hearts. He was a genuine old demon.

Although Hong Jin was also a disciple of the Jiao Sect, his status was low and far from being compared to Yuan, a second-generation disciple of the outer sect.

"I won't eat yours for nothing."

After Yuan had his fill, he took out a yellow gourd and poured out a pill, saying, "Dissolve the pill in water and apply it to your injured arm."

Hong Jin followed his instructions, and in no time, his arm, which had been injured by the Qian Kun Circle, had completely healed and was as good as new.

After waiting for a few more days, Chang'er Dingguang Xian, Lu Yue, and the five disciples also arrived as scheduled.

"Junior brothers, were you all invited by Wen Zhong with the Qingping Sword?" Chang'er Dingguang Xian asked.

"Yes, that's right. But we don't know why Master gave the Qingping Sword to an outsider. This is an unprecedented event since the creation of Pangu." Lu Yue nodded in agreement.

Yuan also nodded.

He didn't dare to display his old demon demeanor in front of Chang'er Dingguang Xian and Lu Yue.

"I wonder what plans you have to defeat the enemy?" Chang'er Dingguang Xian asked.

Lu Yue laughed and said, "What's difficult about this? I will use the plague technique to sweep through the entire Western Qi. By then, Jiang Ziya's army will collapse without any need for us to attack!"

"Good!" Chang'er Dingguang Xian nodded, but secretly distanced himself from Lu Yue.

Killing the residents of a city?

How could Lu Yue dare to do such a thing?

He truly had no fear of karma and karmic retribution.

He would definitely be on the Conferred Divinity List sooner or later.

But if someone wanted to be a scapegoat, he naturally wouldn't remind them.

That night, at the third watch, Lu Yue ordered his disciples to each take a gourd of plague pills and, using the Five Elements Escape Technique, infiltrate the Western Qi city from the southeast, northwest, and pour the plague pills until the fifth watch before returning to Hong Jin's camp.

The next day, the entire Western Qi city was filled with wailing.

All the soldiers and civilians were infected with the plague, lying at home unable to move.

Even Jiang Ziya and Martial King Ji Fa were bedridden.

"What should we do?"

Nezha was greatly alarmed.

Nowadays, there is hardly any fighting power left in Xiqi City. If the Shang Dynasty army were to advance, I would be powerless to resist.

As the saying goes, "What you fear will come to pass." Hong Jin led tens of thousands of troops to besiege the city.

In the midst of extreme anxiety, Yang Jian stepped forward and said, "Master, do not panic. I have a plan to retreat."

Immediately, he took two handfuls of soil and grass, scattered them into the air, and shouted, "Swift!"

Soon, the city of Xiqi was filled with strong and sturdy soldiers patrolling back and forth.

Seeing the majestic and brave soldiers on the walls of Xiqi City, and fearing Nezha's Qiankun Ring, Hong Jin dared not advance.

However, although Yang Jian temporarily resolved the crisis with his transformation technique, it was not a long-term solution.

Nezha was worried, when he heard a roar.

It turned out to be a strange beast resembling a qilin, exuding a fierce aura.

Jumping down from it was a young man dressed in a three-clawed Golden Crow Daoist robe.

"Greetings, Master!"

"Greetings, Master!"

Nezha and Yang Jian quickly came forward to pay their respects.

Although this Master's cultivation level was average, one level higher than Jiang Shang's Earth Immortal realm, he was a disciple personally accepted by the Primordial Heavenly Venerable.

The School of Daoism places great emphasis on ethical principles.

Therefore, even though Nezha and Yang Jian both had cultivation levels above Golden Immortal, they still had to bow down and pay their respects.

Yang Jian had extraordinary talent and had already reached the fourth level of the Nine Transformation Profound Art, making him more than a match for an ordinary Taiyi Golden Immortal.

Although Nezha was only a little over ten years old, he was the reincarnation of the Lingzhu Child in his previous life. With the help of the Taiyi Perfected Being, he had regained his past powers and was not much weaker than Yang Jian.

"I wonder what brings Master here?" Yang Jian asked.

Xia Yi smiled and said, "Naturally, I have come to save the people of Xiqi City!"

With that, he took the lead and went to the palace where Martial King and Jiang Ziya were.

Then, he summoned a white lotus the size of a water jar, radiating billions of rays of light.

Under the white light, the two of them, who were covered in sores and had green faces, gradually improved. The sores disappeared, and their green skin gradually returned to its normal color.

Jiang Ziya, as an Earth Immortal, was the first to wake up. Seeing a young Taoist standing beside him, he couldn't help but ask, "Fellow Daoist, who are you?"

Xia Yi smiled and said, "Senior Brother Ziya, when I entered the sect, Senior Brother had already left the mountain for training, so I never had a chance to meet you!"

"So you're my junior brother!"

Jiang Ziya's gaze immediately became friendly.

Before long, Martial King Jiang Ziya also woke up.

He wore a dragon crown and had a tall and mighty figure, with nine true dragons faintly circling around him, showing that he had the appearance of an emperor.

Xia Yi cultivated the Dao of Calamity and had billions of merits protecting him. His insight into luck even surpassed that of a Great Principal Golden Immortal.

He could perceive that Jiang Ziya's imperial luck, which was at its peak, was gradually leaking away.

The leakage was very slow, like the Eye of the North Sea devouring the sea water, to the point where even a Great Principal Golden Immortal could not perceive it.

Only a quasi-sage or a Transcendent entering the sage realm could perceive the subtle changes.

Seeing that Xia Yi was a disciple of the Primordial Heavenly Venerable, Martial King Jiang Ziya's attitude became more respectful.

"Yang Jian, use this Sixth Grade Pure World White Lotus to save the people of Xiqi," Xia Yi said.

Yang Jian did not dare to delay and hurriedly left with the white lotus.

In recent years, Xia Yi had used millions of merits to improve the quality of the Pure World White Lotus, successfully raising it from Third Grade to Sixth Grade, making it a Middle Grade Innate Spirit Treasure.

Before long, the sound of cranes flying through the air could be heard. It turned out that the Perfected Being Huanglong had arrived on a crane and landed on the city walls.

Xia Yi looked at Huanglong, who was known for his fighting skills, and shook his head.

(End of this chapter)