vrcanaries Chapter 333 The White Crane Boy
Chapter 333 The White Crane Boy
"Yang Jiao, have you ever heard of the Four Fiend Swords?"
Yang Jiao nodded:
"The Immortal Slaughtering Sword, the Immortal Killing Sword, the Immortal Trapping Sword, and the Immortal Annihilation Sword."
“Not stupid after all. Go then. You don’t need to come to Jin’ao Island anymore.” The Tongtian Sect Leader stood with his hands behind his back, and the four swords surrounding him rang out, as if they were eager to display their divine power. “I will go there in person soon.”
Yang Jiao has accurately grasped the strategy of the Tongtian Sect Leader on this trip.
Even after she left Jin'ao Island, she still felt somewhat depressed.
He kicked a boulder at the foot of the mountain, shattering it into powder with a thud before letting out a sigh of relief, gritting his teeth and stomping his foot:
"The saint is amazing!"
She was constantly worrying and anxious, thinking about her next move every day, while sages played chess based on their mood.
When I'm in a good mood, I'll have some fun.
When someone is in a bad mood, even the spectators have to get involved and stir things up.
Once again, I sigh:
"Below the sage, all are but ants."
Inside the main hall of Jin'ao Island.
The Tongtian Sect Leader knew that the Investiture of the Gods was aimed at the Chan Sect and the Jie Sect, and that division was inevitable.
His chess playing style differs from others; is it a gentleman's agreement? Or a set of rules and regulations?
What are those?
He only adheres to one principle: everyone can play, but he can't be the only one who loses.
If Biyou Palace no longer exists, what's the point of having the Three Realms?
It's either win or we all lose.
Even Yang Jiao's act of defying the heavens to save the lives of two or three people was merely a minor matter that allowed them to continue their cultivation. He didn't care, not because the people he saved were his own disciples, but because in the eyes of a sage, these trivial matters couldn't even cause a ripple in the Investiture of the Gods.
Therefore, the others didn't care at all, treating it as just something for the younger generation to play with.
However, Zhao Gongming's destiny seemed to possess extraordinary qualities, even broader than the path originally bestowed upon him by Heaven.
A law that does not follow the power of heaven and earth...
This is why the Tongtian Sect Leader was so interested in it.
His eyes flashed, and he whispered:
"people?"
"This is interesting."
The Tongtian Sect Leader raised his hand and grasped the Zhuxian Sword, one of the Four Fiendish Swords. The cold light of the blade reflected in his deep eyes, which then narrowed slightly.
What's the point of letting kids play in the mud?
There are only a few adults in the Three Realms. If they're plotting against Biyou Palace, then let them all come down and play.
After Yang Jiao left, the round trip took quite a bit of time.
When they returned to Qishan, there were even more people standing in front of the Ten Deadly Formations.
Yang Jiao landed beside Mosquito Taoist, frowning: "What's going on?"
It's understandable that the Jie Sect has gained the Three Immortal Maidens after being away for a few days, but the Chan Sect has even brought the Antarctic Immortal to this place. The one next to him, dressed in a white robe with blue feather patterns on the cuffs, is none other than the White Crane Boy who brought him the Three Lights Divine Water.
Although he was a disciple of the Antarctic Immortal, he was deeply favored by the Primordial Celestial Venerable, and more.
All the battles he participated in were victorious, and his record is verifiable.
The practice of killing without saving existed even before Nezha.
Seeing Yang Jiao return, the mosquito said unhappily:
"You went to scout ahead, how come you're back even slower than the reinforcements?"
Yang Jiao made an extra detour to Jin'ao Island halfway there, but has already rushed back.
To appease the mosquitoes, I asked:
Did the Three Immortal Maidens not ride a mount when they came?
"I rode it! I rode a blue phoenix!"
The Azure Phoenix is a bird-beast, so where would it get divine beast milk? But... birds-beasts should be able to lay eggs...
Speaking of mounts, the Old Man of the South Pole did ride a white deer, but the white crane attendant beside him looked rather intimidating, so Mosquito didn't give him a second glance.
Yang Jiao nodded.
It seems the mosquitoes won't be getting any more divine beast milk this time.
Fortunately, the monster that Bai Ze was sending was arriving soon.
Before Yang Jiao could ask why the Antarctic Immortal had arrived, the Soul-Guiding Banner sensed her presence and suddenly began to tremble.
She took his hand.
Four souls rapidly drifted in from the Ten Deadly Formations.
[Ding! Congratulations, host, for summoning the souls of Yao Bin, Wang Bian, and Fang Xiang. Reward: 3 card draw tokens.]
and so……
"I was only gone for a few days, and I broke through two battle formations?"
Mosquito Taoist said happily:
"Not only did we break two formations, but the last red gauze formation also trapped that kid who borrowed the Wind-Stabilizing Pearl last time."
Hime-fat!
"And the baby bottle went in too."
As Mosquito Taoist spoke, he suddenly chuckled: "Nezha went in too. Shake it quickly and see if any lotus roots fly out."
Yang Jiao: ...
"Are you so happy that Nezha is trapped inside?"
Mosquito Taoist raised his chin:
"Hmph, I don't believe that lousy formation could kill Nezha inside. I wouldn't even believe it could kill a mosquito. He must have found something else to play with."
Even the mosquito seemed a little envious in his last words.
Why is all the fun stuff being given to Nezha?!
Amidst a sea of red gauze.
All I could see were fluttering red ribbons, layer upon layer, stretching as far as the eye could see.
King Wu Ji Fa was protected under Lei Zhenzi's wings, surrounded by dust and the smell of blood.
Whenever the hanging red gauze changed, it was accompanied by a chilling aura, and suddenly a demon or monster would emerge from behind the gauze, launch a surprise attack, and then leave.
This left Lei Zhenzi unable to spare any attention.
On the other hand, Nezha, who entered the battle with them, was separated from them.
His eyes were full of interest; he was happier inside than any demon or monster!
The creature, which had been hiding behind the red veil, suddenly appeared, startling away all the malevolent energy.
"I see you..."
He chased after the millions of demons inside, and the flames from the fire wheels beneath his feet were so intense that anyone who touched them would die instantly.
Those demons and monsters darted about in the red gauze array like madmen:
"He's more like a demon than I am!"
Unfortunately, even the malevolent red sand couldn't do anything to Nezha.
Zhang Shao's banner was almost falling apart, but it couldn't hurt Nezha in the slightest. Little did he know that after Nezha was personally sculpted by the goddess Nuwa, he was immune to all such erosion.
Outside the formation.
Yang Jiao landed beside the Antarctic Immortal and bowed in respect:
"Greetings, venerable elder."
"Hahaha, little immortal, I've heard a lot about you." As the Antarctic Immortal spoke, he kept looking at the White Crane Boy beside him, pointing at him in the air with his fingertip and continuing, "My disciple has been in the Jade Void Palace for so long, but ever since he ran errands for his master a few years ago, he's been clamoring to leave the palace."
The White Crane Boy was somewhat dazed.
The girl in front of him was quite different from the little girl he had known back then. She hadn't even reached his waist then, but now she was up to his chin.
and……
The White Crane Boy glanced at Yang Jiao, his eyes fixed on her, and the image of Willow Branch was reflected in his eyes.
She wore a cloud-brocade fairy robe, embroidered with faint starlight.
A light-colored ribbon tied around her waist accentuated her slender figure, and her skirt, like layers of petals, swayed with her steps, resembling a galaxy sprinkled upon it.
A few shimmering pearls adorned her hair simply. Yang Jiao nodded, and a strand of her dark hair fell down from her shoulders.
"Long time no see, White Crane Boy."
When she smiled, her eyebrows resembled distant mountains shrouded in mist, and a silver line on her forehead made her appear even more elegant and refined.
The White Crane Boy was mesmerized.
Yang Jian immediately sensed something was wrong.
My sister is fifteen years old now, and at that age, she's old enough to be a potential suitor.
He strode between the two, blocking the scrutinizing gaze, and said to Yang Jiao:
"Sister, stop laughing."
"what?"
Yang Jiao was puzzled.
Are you suggesting I cry when I see someone?
Yang Jian felt that he had finally gotten rid of Nezha, and now the White Crane Boy had appeared. He was really worried sick.
Not only do I have to protect my older sister, but I also have to protect my younger sister in the future.
They are all unworthy.
Most importantly, no one should be allowed to call you "brother" because of your sister.
Yang Jian became serious and said:
"You've grown up."
Behind him, the White Crane Boy agreed, but his tone was full of regret as he said:
"Yes, she's grown up and doesn't look as cute as when she had those two little pigtails."
Just like the pageboys in the Jade Void Palace.
Upon hearing this, Yang Jian suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. The White Crane Boy was just growing old and had no emotions or desires whatsoever.
He then said to Yang Jiao:
"It's alright, White Crane Boy is really a boy."
Those who are worried about this should be wary of Nezha.