Chapter 23 Searching for People
Primordial Jade Capital Mountain
Hongjun opened his eyes in surprise, "Who did you run into? You actually went so far as to communicate with your true form and hide back here."
Last time, it was about the Jade Disc of Creation. Rahu went so far as to return to his original form and frame him for the calamity of merging with the Heavenly Dao.
Luo Hou laughed in anger, a sudden surge of schadenfreude rising within him. The identity of the person Hongjun kept by his side was certainly questionable. He wouldn't say anything, but Hongjun had to suffer the same loss he had suffered, otherwise, he wouldn't be satisfied.
"Since you're here, don't leave." Hongjun began forming hand seals, intending to seal Rahu within his body to prevent Rahu from causing trouble everywhere, which would ultimately require him to clean up the mess.
"Hahahaha," Rahu laughed wildly, "Others can seal me, but you, Hongjun, can't. I am a free and unfettered demon. Hongjun, as long as you don't become a saint, you can't do anything to me. Just stay and guard your path..."
Luo Hou transformed into a wisp of black smoke and vanished without a trace. Not far from the Phoenix Ancestral Land, he once again transformed into Feng Yan, stirring up trouble among the three races.
Hongjun raised his hand and pressed down on the Creation Jade Disc, where several strands of primordial purple energy surged about.
Rahu, the next time we meet will be the day you die.
Who could have injured Luo Hou like this? Yang Mei? No, it couldn't be him. He's always been timid. After being stripped of his purple aura, he found a hilltop and put on a show. He would have run away long ago when he saw Luo Hou.
Who could it be?
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A small golden pagoda floated into Kunlun Mountain, making its presence known to Tongtian. Tongtian grabbed the Heaven and Earth Profound Yellow Exquisite Pagoda and shook it, "Second Brother, why don't you come out?"
After waiting patiently for a while, Tongtian blinked and asked, "Second Brother?"
"Strange, why isn't it coming out?" Tongtian, carrying the tower, swayed as he pushed open Laozi's meditation room.
"Big brother, second brother is angry again for some reason. He's locked himself in the tower and won't come out no matter what," Tongtian complained, first reporting Yuanshi's grievances.
Without even looking up, Laozi calmly asked, "Did you provoke your second brother again?"
"I'm innocent! I haven't even met my second brother yet..." Tongtian looked aggrieved. How could anyone be so biased?
"What!" Laozi's eyes, which had been half-closed, suddenly widened. He summoned the Heaven and Earth Profound Yellow Exquisite Pagoda to his side. As the true master of the Heaven and Earth Profound Yellow Exquisite Pagoda, Laozi immediately realized that someone was trapped inside.
The restriction was lifted directly, and whoever was trapped inside could not cause trouble in the Kunlun Mountains.
"What is Second Brother doing? He didn't come back himself, but sent the tower back instead." Tongtian also noticed and grumbled in dissatisfaction. He wanted to go out too.
"Yuanshi!!!" Laozi saw that the person trapped in the tower was Yuanshi, and he suddenly got up from the futon and went closer to check on Yuanshi's condition.
Tongtian was also shocked and jumped up. "What's going on? How could it be Second Brother inside? Besides us, who else can control the Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang Exquisite Pagoda?"
This is a serious matter. In the early years, the Three Pure Ones only had a place in the prehistoric world because of the Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang Exquisite Pagoda.
"Fortunately, it's just a sleeping spell; he'll wake up soon." Laozi breathed a sigh of relief, but was still puzzled. "Strange, how could Yuanshi be under a spell?" He had only been gone for a short while.
“Big brother, you finally find it strange too,” Tongtian said with a smile. “Second brother has always been the most arrogant. Last time he clearly went out on a special trip. He must have met someone extraordinary outside, which is why he is lying here and couldn’t even escape the sleeping spell.”
“Tongtian, how can you say that about your second brother?” Laozi disagreed. “What do you mean by ‘immense’? Yuanshi is perfectly fine here. Whoever he meets outside is a person of unparalleled virtue, worthy of deep friendship.”
Tongtian secretly complained that Yuanshi was an arrogant and conceited person who looked down on everyone. If it weren't for the unity of the Three Pure Ones, he would have been killed long ago.
Lao Tzu did not lift the curse on Yuanshi; he calmly sat back on his meditation cushion and went into deep meditation again.
Tongtian sat curiously next to Yuanshi, craning his neck from time to time to watch the good show of Yuanshi waking up, and was sure to make fun of him later.
Yuanshi slept very restlessly, his brows furrowed, his lips moving slightly as he muttered to himself.
Tongtian listened intently, and before he knew it, his ear was getting closer and closer.
"Second Brother, what are you saying? Speak louder..." Tongtian shook Yuanshi, unable to see or hear clearly, scratching his head and restless.
“Chang Hao…” Yuan Shi suddenly sat up. Before he could calm down, he caught a glimpse of everything familiar around him, and feelings of regret, self-blame, and worry surged into his heart.
Seeing Tongtian standing there leisurely, Yuanshi asked expectantly, "Tongtian, have you seen Chang Hao?"
"Chang Hao?" Tongtian blinked. "Chang Hao is here?"
“Chang Hao didn’t come,” Yuan Shi lowered his eyes, his hands, which were hidden in his sleeves, clenched tightly, and changed the subject, “How long have I been asleep?”
"I don't know, it's been quite a while... right?!" Tongtian had no concept of time.
Yuanshi descended from the cloud couch, and clouds of blessings and merits floated leisurely upwards.
Yuanshi hesitated for a moment, but still followed his heart and intercepted it, storing it in his sleeve.
"Second brother, what is this..." Tongtian hesitated, wanting to speak but stopping himself. He could have had a cloud couch anytime, could it be that this one was particularly comfortable?
"This cloud gave me a good sleep, and I am reluctant to let it drift away with the wind." It is unclear whether Yuanshi is referring to the cloud or to someone else.
Tongtian looked as if he had seen a ghost. Laozi raised his eyes, a knowing look flashing in his eyes. "The affairs of the world are like flowing clouds and running water. You can't force anything. You should let go when you should. Greed and wishful thinking will only lead to ruin."
“I understand, thank you for your guidance, elder brother.” Yuanshi closed his eyes for a long time before opening them again. “I would also like to ask elder brother and third brother to come with me. There are some items that need to be brought back.”
"Fine, I'll go with you then." Laozi flicked his whisk and changed into a Taoist robe for going out.
Tongtian gripped the Qingping Sword tightly; was he going to get revenge? That was his favorite.
Yuanshi brought Laozi and Tongtian to Mount Sumeru, only to find that Mount Sumeru was barren, with black and gold spiritual energy scattered everywhere, and the mountain peaks collapsed, a scene of desolation after a great battle.
Tongtian gasped, "Second Brother, who did you run into? Could it be that you encountered the Twelve Ancestral Witches, the Ancestral Phoenix, the Ancestral Dragon, or the Ancestral Qilin?"
Yuan Shi was depressed, but these people were alright. They searched the battlefield inch by inch, hoping to find Chang Hao's remnant soul.
He has the Coffin of Burial to Heaven; perhaps he can truly save him.
But no, not even a single drop of blood could be collected; it all went down the drain.
“Here is a piece of jade refined from chalcedony,” Tongtian picked it up and examined it. “Second brother, it seems to be your work.”
As soon as he finished speaking, the jade pendant that had just been in Tongtian's hand appeared in Yuanshi's hand. Yuanshi felt even more desolate in his palm. He knew at a glance that this was the jade pendant that Changhao used to weigh down the corner of his robe.
This was a piece of chalcedony that he found appealing in his collection, which he used to refine Chang Hao. Now, the jade remains, but Chang Hao is gone.
Yuanshi, his whole body as cold as ice, left Mount Sumeru without saying a word. Could Chang Hao have returned to Mount Li?
Without a remnant soul, perhaps Chang Hao is alright?
With such expectations, Yuanshi arrived at Lishan, where the Taoist temple, with jade as its foundation, wood as its beams, and metal as its auxiliary materials, still stood.
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