Chapter 239 Deception

"They're finally gone..."

"mother."

Yang Chan held onto Yao Ji's sleeve tightly, and Yang Jian patted his chest in relief. He then turned to look at Xiao Wu and Xiao Liu, who had returned to normal, his eyes full of joy: "Thanks to Xiao Wu and Xiao Liu."

Yang Jian rushed forward and hugged the two little ones into his arms, ignoring their resistance.

"Little Five, Little Six, from today onwards, we're made up. I'll never argue with you again, if you don't yell at me."

"Get away! The tiger's about to suffocate!"

"Yang Erlang, don't try to take advantage of me!"

Hearing Xiao Wu and Xiao Liu's complaints, Yang Jian unhappily let go of their hands, "Why don't you appreciate my good intentions?"

The two beasts ignored him, leaped up from his shoulders, and rushed to Yang Jiao's legs, shouting at Yang Jian, "Don't flatter yourself, we're not here to save you."

"That's right, that's right! We did it for our master, for our lovely third sister, for Yao Ji who makes clothes for us, and for Yang Tianyou who feeds us. You're just an afterthought!"

Hearing their words, everyone except Yang Jian couldn't help but laugh.

Yao Ji looked at them gently: "Thank you so much for today."

Yang Chan looked at everyone with bright eyes: "Then do we not need to run anymore?"

After they finished speaking, they all fell silent. Yang Tianyou and Yao Ji exchanged a glance. Where could they run to? They were only temporarily safe now, and no one knew how the Heavenly Court would handle things later.

It's just that a day in heaven is like a year on earth; they've only gained a little more breathing room.

But as long as the family is together, every extra day is a happy one.

“We’re not running anymore.” Yang Tianyou spoke first, his tone seemingly relaxed, but only he and Yao Ji knew how much courage and determination to face death was hidden beneath those three simple words.

"Great!"

Mistakenly believing the storm had passed, Yang Jian exclaimed with delight, "Then, Mother, can you teach us magic?"

Yang Jian looked at Yao Ji expectantly, as did Yang Chan.

Yao Ji smiled and nodded, her gaze sweeping over her eldest son, and said seriously, "Now that I've told you, you definitely have to learn it."

They simply didn't want to implicate others, and since they couldn't escape, they didn't run away. But that didn't mean they were giving up hope of survival. The more they learned now, the greater their chances of survival, even if the Great Golden Crow were to return.

Speaking of the Great Golden Crow, Yao Ji frowned slightly as she looked at the Qilin nestled in Yang Jiao's arms: "Little Six, why did you mention the Great Golden Crow..."

Yao Ji hesitated, while Xiao Liu said casually, "Ah, that? I was spreading rumors."

"ah??"

...

Above the clouds, Jieyin and Zhunti, who had quietly arrived from the west, looked at the Yang family members in the courtyard who had survived the calamity and sighed regretfully.

"What a pity, we should have found a way to take those two divine beasts with us back then."

Jieyin shook his head. At this moment, Zhunti looked up at the sky and narrowed his eyes slightly: "After all, the Heavenly Court is weak, unlike in ancient times, yet it occupies such a good place..."

"Huh?"

Jieyin suddenly spoke up, a golden light flashing in his eyes. He looked at Yang Jiao and burst out with uncontrollable joy.

Zhunti, puzzled, followed his gaze and, with his divine eye, saw the faint purple aura swirling around Yang Jiao: "This is indeed strange."

The two exchanged a glance and saw the surprise and doubt in each other's eyes.

In the primordial era, nine streams of primordial purple energy were born, eight of which have found their home. Only one stream disappeared without a trace after the fall of Daoist Hongyun.

Legend has it that this purple aura was obtained by Houtu, who thus merged with the Earthly Dao and became the Supreme Peaceful One who governs the Six Paths of Reincarnation in the Underworld.

The two had believed this news before, but as the owners of the Primordial Purple Qi, they wouldn't be mistaken about what was on Yang Jiao. It was indeed Purple Qi, but it looked rather weak at the moment.

"With this child, the Western religion can be established, and the Great Dao can be achieved!"

At this moment, Jieyin and Zhunti were filled with joy and no longer wanted to remain "bystanders." They wanted to take the initiative in this cause and effect.

...

"Young friend, we meet again."

The bustling market seemed to be divided into two worlds for a moment. Outside the market, people came and went in a lively atmosphere, while inside the small world, Yang Jiao, who had gone out to buy things, was stopped by the compassionate-looking Jieyin and Zhunti.

Yang Jiao remained calm and asked, "May I ask what brings you two here?"

Jieyin clasped his hands together, nodded slightly, and said, "Young friend, we know that your mother Yaoji's affair has been exposed. Although the heavenly soldiers and generals have temporarily retreated for the sake of your two divine beasts, they will make a comeback sooner or later."

Zhunti then added, "We two have come to help you because we understand the hardships your family has faced. Do you need any assistance from our Western Religion?"

Yang Jiao chuckled and countered, "Then what do I need to give in return?"

Jieyin and Zhunti exchanged a glance, and Zhunti said, "Young friend, there's no need to be so wary. We've already said that you have a connection with our sect. As long as you agree to join the Western Sect, we can bring your whole family to the Western Sect's territory."

Jieyin nodded: "That's right. Our Western religion and the Heavenly Court do not interfere with each other. The Heavenly Court has no jurisdiction over the West. In this way, your family can live in peace."

Gaining a powerful being with an unknown purple aura, two divine beasts, and a goddess of desire from the Heavenly Court—this deal is a win-win situation no matter how you look at it.

The two men appeared compassionate, but their intentions were far from small.

Yang Jiao could naturally see that this person was impatient to create karma and take him in, but when could karma ever bind him? Talking to him about karma...

Having played the role of a Buddhist disciple his whole life, he had no interest in becoming a monk or Buddha at the moment and was just about to refuse when a sound suddenly rang in his mind.

[Ding! Have you placed a new rush order?]

[Quickly, little prince, I need a little prince, the appearance fee is generous! Come quickly...]

After communicating with the world consciousness of Jia Sai for a while and confirming a well-paid "vacation" job, Yang Jiao came to his senses and instantly changed his mind.

Because it was a communication with the world's consciousness, it seemed like a long time had passed. But in reality, time and space were frozen. Only when Yang Jiao returned did time and space begin to flow again. And even though the two who received him were Primordial Saints, they had not reached the point where they could perceive the Great Dao, so naturally they were completely unaware.

Yang Jiao lowered his eyes slightly; he was a professional actor. This, however, was interpreted by Jieyin and Zhunti as a sign that he was somewhat tempted.

Zhunti continued to persuade him: "Young friend, your fate with us is ordained by heaven. Join the Western Religion and pursue the supreme path, and you will have the power to protect your family."

Yang Jiao let out a soft breath, then looked up at the two men earnestly: "I appreciate your kindness, and I can agree to join the Western Sect. However, I don't want to trouble you two too much. I don't ask you to take my family with you. I only hope that you can lend a helping hand in this critical moment of life and death. Once everything has settled down, I will go to the Western Sect with you to cultivate."

Upon hearing this, Jieyin and Zhunti smiled with satisfaction. This was even better. It avoided an immediate confrontation with the Heavenly Court, and Yang Jiao's initiative to seek help deepened the karmic entanglement.

Jieyin nodded and said, "Excellent, excellent. Rest assured, young friend, our Western Sect always keeps its word and will definitely lend a helping hand when the time comes."

Yang Jiao smiled and, mimicking the two men, clasped his hands together in thanks: "Then thank you both very much, masters."

Playing the cause-and-effect game with him, trying to get him to join the Western religion, huh? Don't regret it later!