Chapter 12: The World of Being Played by Dad

  It's not difficult to let go of Yunluo County Master, but this Kunlun Sect's Deng Li Zi speaks unclearly, making it hard for people to understand.

  Mount Kongtong, that is the Daoist temple of Guang Chengzi, a great saint of ancient times. It's said that the Kongtong sect also received some of Guang Chengzi's legacy, and can be considered as one of the branches of the Quanzhen School.

  Xuan Kong was unwilling to argue with Deng Lizi, so he pretended not to understand and said: "This female corpse is also harming the hunters in my Cangshan, is it also taught by seniors?" Deng Lizi's pale face showed a hint of anger, scolding: "You this girl, I've told you not to cause trouble on someone else's turf, but you refused to listen! Now look who's getting into trouble and who's going to help you!"

  One side scolded Yun Lou, the county master, while the other side bowed to Xuan Kong and apologized: "The yang energy of the mountain hunting household, I will make Yun Lou spit it out myself. Calculating the time, there is still a chance to save her, please let her go this once."

  Wang Qi saw that Deng Lizi was speaking kindly, and couldn't help but straighten his back: "Who wants you to do good deeds? The yang energy of the hunters is something my senior brother has been trying to get this female corpse to spit out for a long time!"

  Being bumped by a junior, Deng Lizong didn't get angry: "It's the eldest son of Mount Laoshan, indeed not bad."

  Xuán Kōng didn't stop Yún Lú Gōngzhǔ, looked at her and frowned: "Since your master has come, why don't you follow him? I'll invite you to enjoy the incense fire." Humans eat food, ghosts enjoy incense fire. On the mountain of Cui Shan, some incense fires were offered to the gods, where would there be extra for Yún Lú to enjoy?

  Wang Qidu asked, "You Taoist priest, what task did you come to our Cui Mountain Sect for? You didn't say clearly, and instead let the demon out to harm people in such a muddled way. How detestable!"

  He had been a disciple of the Lao Mountain Sect for nearly two months, usually chopping firewood and carrying water up and down, and was most familiar with the mountain hunters, so he spoke out in anger.

  Deng Lizi didn't think much, pulled the golden lock in his hand and smiled: "I am under the order of the Great Song Dynasty's National Master, Ci Hang Pu Du Da Ren, to capture this surname Nie's imperial fugitive. Forgive me for any offense!"

  That hunter surnamed Nuo was sealed in a cave by Deng Lizi, unable to speak, and could only glare at him fiercely with his eyes.

  Exercise your divine power of killing with just one glance.

  Nie's surname hunter is not Erlang Shen Yang Jian, and he can't kill people with his eyes. On the contrary, Deng Lizi looked at him with one eye, and two white lights shot out from his eyes, making Nie's surname hunter's eyes ache so much that he had to close them.

  Xuan Kong was shocked and hastily asked: "This is my hunter from Liao Mountain, but I don't know how he became a wanted criminal of the imperial court?"

  Deng Lizi laughed and said, "This Nie fellow doesn't know what he's gotten himself into, yet he insists on opposing the benevolent and enlightened True Person. He could have been a commander of the Imperial Guards, but instead he chose to collude with those scholars and write articles criticizing the imperial court. Isn't this why he fled to the mountains after his scandal was exposed?"

  Xuan Kong bit his finger, cursing Pu Songling for the hundredth time. Is this really the world of Liaozhai?

  Damn it, Jin Yiwei is out, pit dad, still in Daxing!

  Deng Lizi met Xuan Kong in silence, knowing that this little Taoist's cultivation was not low. Instead, he became interested: "Little friend, why don't you follow me to the capital? I can also recommend you for a meritorious title in front of Ci Hang Pu Du Zhen Ren."

  Xuan Kong didn't respond, but Wang Qi's heart was moved.

  It is often said that if you master a skill, you can sell it even to an emperor's family.

  Seeing that he had also won the favor of his senior brother on Lao Mountain, it was time for him to lay down a road for his own future. He glanced at his senior brother with his eyes, hoping that he would speak up and pave a path to success for both himself and him.

  Xuan Kong shook his head and said, "Senior, you must be mistaken. This hunter surnamed Nie has been living on Mount Lao since he was a child, making a living by hunting. He has never left the mountains, let alone go to the capital to become an official."

  Deng Lizhi only said that Xuanguang was looking at the past friendship and wanted to speak out to protect a certain Nie surname hunter, but didn't take it to heart: "How could I be wrong, little friend don't misunderstand!"

  If it were someone else, knowing that their abilities and those of the Lone Wolf are vastly different, they would not insist on rescuing a mountain hunter they had never met.

  But this is Xuan Kong, who knows what his way of thinking is like?

  He just blocked the way in front of Deng Lizi, saying: "I can vouch for this person, he's just a common hunter from the mountains." This time, even a clay man would get angry. Deng Lizi coldly sneered: "You think you're qualified? Go back to the mountain and cultivate for another hundred years, then come talk to me again."

  Xuan Kong also had his own plans in mind, after all, having crossed over once, he wanted to see the famous Nie Xiaoqian and find out how other Liao Zhai stories would develop.

  On the other hand, no matter what, this is still within the territory of Lao Mountain, if he lets Dengzi take people away like this, wouldn't that be too humiliating for himself?

  In the previous life, it was just for the sake of saving face that I set foot here.

  This life is all about saving face, and it's just a matter of dying for it.

  Deng Lizi saw Xuan Kong not retreating, his face suddenly set, and he shouted loudly: "So Mount Cang has also produced a great figure!" He pointed with his hand, and from his sleeve, he flung out a token, spinning rapidly in mid-air.

  "This is the secret treasure of my Kunlun Sect, the Ghost-Driving Command. Young friend, think carefully before you act!" After all, they were on someone else's turf, so Denglizi spoke in a cold and warning tone.

  Xuan Kong, however, was unmoved: "If it were someone else, I wouldn't care, but this Nie surname hunter is definitely one I want to keep." Deng Li Zi had no idea about the strange collecting desire in his heart. Others collect stamps, collect wine bottles, but Xuan Kong liked to collect stories.

  Especially after crossing into the world of Chatuo, he hated to experience every story of Chatuo, and would not let the hunter who was suspected to be Nie Xiaoqian's father go with Deng Lizi just because he was afraid of trouble.

  "Master Brother is right!" Not wanting to be seen as a coward, Wang Qi also clenched his fist and rushed to Xu Kong's side.

  Just having gone through a thrilling night, Wang Qi is now full of confidence in Xuan Kong.

  Xuan Kong was secretly crying in his heart, looking at Wang Qi standing even further forward than himself. Originally, he alone could barely cope with Deng Li Zi, and if Wang Qi knew what was good for him, he would have retreated as far as possible. But if he knew what was good for him, then he wouldn't be Wang Qi.

  Deng Lizi smiled and said: "You two are really overestimating your abilities."

  He gazed up at the sky and pointed, a spiritual key striking the Ghost-Driving Demon-Summoning Order. A true flame shot out from the order badge. Xuán Kōng grunted, his hands forming a seal as he cast the Wind-Reversal Fire-Return technique, deflecting the flames back onto the badge.

  These flames are not from stone or wood, but a special thunder fire used to drive out demons.

  Deng Lizi exclaimed, "It's a bit of Tao." He stretched out his hand and waved his brocade robe, extinguishing the flames that Xuan Kong had blocked. With a serious expression, he released another spiritual mantra into the sky. This time, however, it was met with a thunderbolt striking down.

  Xuan Kong and Wang Qi were knocked down and rolled on the ground, barely avoiding the pursuit of the Demon-Slaying Thunder.

  With a disheveled appearance, Xuan Kong suddenly burst out laughing. He turned his gaze to Wang Qi and asked, "Do you know what kind of magic our Lao Shan sect is best at?" Wang Qi had only recently joined the sect, but he knew how to play along with his senior brother, so he puffed out his chest and replied, "Of course, our Lao Shan sect is good at all kinds of magic!"

  Xuan Kong listened to him boasting, vaguely heard him say: "Mount Cang's Great Immortal, with boundless magical powers and mighty prestige that shakes the heavens." He repeated a few words from the past. Unconsciously, he sighed inwardly, uncultured people are truly frightening, they can't even flatter properly.