Chapter 367 A Second Blossom
Guang Chengzi? Chang Hao's eyes turned cold, and he lowered his gaze, sealing his murderous intent within.
News recently came from Xiqi that Boyi Kao and Ji Fa have recruited several immortals from the Chan Sect and are plotting to rescue Ji Chang from Chaoge.
The man in the lead was called Guang Chengzi.
Yang Jian couldn't help but glance sideways. What was his adoptive father's senior brother thinking? He didn't seem very reliable. Was he going to be led astray?
"Greetings... Daoist Master." Yang Jian recognized Shangqing Tongtian, but Yang Jian was perceptive and knew how to read the situation; Tongtian was clearly hiding his identity.
"Get up," Tongtian said, patting Guangchengzi on the shoulder after laughing for a while. "Guangchengzi, you should get up too. Don't make the same mistake next time."
Guang Chengzi was on the verge of tears, "Master..."
"Hey," Tongtian raised his hand to stop Guangchengzi from calling him, lest he give away the secret. "Enough nonsense. Your fellow disciples aren't disloyal. We'll keep this a secret for you."
"Don't you all agree?" Tongtian warned his disciples with his eyes. Only he could see and laugh at his second brother's jokes; no one else needed to know too much.
"Yes, we will definitely keep our mouths shut." Shen Gongbao immediately misunderstood, thinking they were trying to make a fool of Yuanshi Tianzun. Did they have no regard for their lives?
"Heaven is above, and Shen Gongbao hereby swears that he will keep today's events to himself and never mention them again. If he breaks this oath, may Heaven and Earth punish him."
Reminded by Shen Gongbao, Wen Zhong, Chong Heihu, and the other three also took an oath.
Chang Hao seemed to be deep in thought upon seeing this. This "Master Qingwei" held a high position within the Jie and Chan sects.
Looking at his own fairy robes again, he wondered if it was because of these robes that Guang Chengzi had mistaken him for someone else.
Guang Chengzi is the senior disciple of the Chan Sect, and naturally possesses an air of aloofness and pride. For someone to adopt such a humble attitude towards Guang Chengzi, their status must be far above Guang Chengzi's. Therefore, what is the identity of Daoist Qingwei...?
The answer is obvious.
Is the Jie Sect led by the Sage Tongtian?
He was truly honored that the Sage of Heaven had personally come to his side, feigning ignorance and foolishness; his intentions must be far-reaching.
Chang Hao planned to play it by ear and test the Tongtian Saint's tolerance for him. The more he tolerated him, the bigger his ambitions would become.
"Thank you, Master..." Guang Chengzi wanted to say that there was no need for his uncle to worry. He was the one who made the mistake, and he would go to his master to apologize. His uncle did not need to cover for him.
"No need for thanks. The three religions are one family and should help each other. Rest assured, if today's events are leaked, the suspect will be one of the nine people present today." Tongtian, unaware that Chang Hao had already stripped him of his disguise, felt that he could not find a thoughtful younger brother like himself.
He's been so considerate, yet my second brother is still inherently jealous. What's wrong with accepting him?
Chang Hao suddenly asked, "Do I need to make an oath too?"
"You?" Tongtian stretched out his arm and put it around Chang Hao's shoulder. "You don't need to. We're like family..."
"Insolence!" Chang Hao's face turned ashen, and he slapped the 'Qingwei Daoist' in front of him again.
From the moment Chang Hao was dragged out of bed and taken to the mountaintop, and even missed the morning court session, the goodwill he felt upon their first meeting had shattered into dust.
Another beating? Tongtian felt a mix of resentment and curiosity. This was the kind of treatment his second brother used to receive. No wonder his second brother wasn't angry and instead kept coming closer; it didn't hurt at all.
Chang Hao awkwardly distanced himself from 'Master Qingwei'. What kind of person was he? Not only was he overly familiar, but he also kept touching him inappropriately. If he hadn't deduced the true identity of this Taoist priest, he would have suspected that the Taoist priest had homosexual tendencies.
A scholar can be killed but not humiliated. Moreover, he is the emperor of a country, representing the backbone of the Yin Shang dynasty. No one, not even a sage, can humiliate him. If you have the ability, just kill him directly.
The crowd's pupils dilated in shock, their mouths gaped open. Slapping the saint—this matter was unlikely to end well.
Guang Chengzi, who had just been frightened, was now struck by this shock and almost knelt down again.
With a flick of his hand, Tongtian thought that his master was going to turn His Majesty to ashes. Instantly, he was drenched in sweat and lunged forward, pleading, "Ignorance is no excuse, please be merciful."
“This is the Emperor of this world, he cannot be killed…” Shen Gongbao waved his hand quickly, revealing the identity that was most likely to save the King’s life at this moment, as if afraid that his master had not seen or heard it.
"Everything can be discussed. How about you give me a slap, and we'll call it even? I'm willing to take the punishment in your place," Zhang Guifang pleaded with Tongtian.
"One slap isn't enough, I can share the punishment." Chong Heihu indicated that he could also take the punishment in his place.
"That's right, the King really didn't mean it." If Hu Lei hadn't dared not disrespect his grandmaster, his resentment would have been off the charts.
Your Majesty? Yang Jian narrowed his eyes, scrutinizing the renowned King Zhou. He observed him closely, then noticed the disciples of the Jie Sect pleading for him with one heart, seemingly enjoying great popularity.
This doesn't seem to match the description of the cruel King Zhou in Xiqi's account. He couldn't see how such a handsome and talented young emperor could be a ruthless tyrant who kills without blinking an eye. Could there be another hidden story?
"What are you doing? Did I say I was going to punish you?" Tongtian only moved his hand to touch his face, how could he dare to do anything to Chang Hao? "Zishou, I didn't expect you to be such a good king. Look at these disciples, you have won their hearts. You are indeed worthy of the people I have my eye on."
The crowd's expressions changed slightly; these words were too ambiguous.
"I slapped you, and you don't even mind?" Chang Hao didn't expect that even after all this, the Sage still wouldn't leave and stubbornly endured it.
"Why should I argue with you? The force you used was like touching my face," Tongtian said honestly. "Actually, it's quite novel."
Chang Hao clenched his fists, took a deep breath, and abruptly turned and walked down the mountain. He was being stupid; the saint had something wrong with his head. He should just ignore him.
Passing by Wen Zhong, Chang Hao suddenly stopped and said through gritted teeth, "Take your ancestors back. My Chaoge temple is too small to accommodate this big Buddha."
Wen Zhong smiled bitterly. If he could have sent his grandmaster away, the king wouldn't have encountered this troublesome matter so early in the morning.
Seeing that Chang Hao was about to descend the mountain, Tongtian glanced at the sky and saw that it was clear and there was no sign of the Purple Heaven Divine Thunder brewing. This was not normal.
A thoughtful look flashed in Tongtian's eyes. Could it be that something had happened to his master as well? Could it be related to Chang Hao's condition?
"What are you doing following me? I'm going back to the palace." Chang Hao looked at the sycophant behind him and then at his good minister. Unfortunately, even Grand Tutor Wen said he was powerless to help.
“I’ll go back to the palace with you.” Tongtian was determined to stay close to Chang Hao so as not to lose him again. If it hadn’t been by chance, none of them would have known that such a major event had happened to Chang Hao.
"No men are allowed to enter the inner palace without permission." Chang Hao ground his back teeth. "Grand Tutor, you handle this."
Chang Hao simply turned and left. He didn't care how the Jie Sect tried to persuade their living ancestor to come back; he shouldn't expect him to accompany this overgrown brat in his antics.
When Tongtian asked to follow, Wen Zhong immediately knelt down and pleaded, "Grandmaster, please, stop playing around."
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