Just as the grasshopper demon, its eyes bloodshot with hatred, was dealing with the wolf demon, Master Chang's expression suddenly changed drastically.
His appearance immediately made Zhao Youliang's gang very nervous: "What's wrong with you?"
"Is something powerful coming again?"
Liao Zhiyuan, who was aware of Chang Baye's strength, remained calm, thinking to himself: What a powerful person?
Even if a god descended to earth and saw Eighth Master lying here, he would still have to bow three times respectfully and speak to him cautiously!
Although this Eighth Prince looks cute and not very smart, he is actually the national guardian beast, the ruler of all snakes, and a super divine beast that has been officially recognized by the royal family of the sages a hundred times!
To put it simply, if this were to anger Master Chang, aside from the Master and the transformed Young General who could confidently claim victory, everyone else would have to be humble.
As Liao Zhiyuan had expected, Master Chang said with an embarrassed smile.
"Oh dear, you really can't eat Japanese food indiscriminately! I've gotten an upset stomach and I'm going to have diarrhea!"
"Hey, wait a minute, I'll be right back!"
Having said that, it flapped its wings and disappeared into the night.
Zhao Youliang wanted to say that he had a toilet at home, but seeing Chang Baye's large physique, he didn't say anything more.
Simply put, other people's poop can't fit in their own toilet...
When Master Chang returned satisfied, Chang Jie leaned in and spoke intimately.
"Father, with your cultivation level, how could you be summoned by the summoning array? This is not scientific."
Looking at the clever and well-behaved Chang Jie, Eighth Master Chang's face was full of kindness.
"This broken thing can't summon Dad. I came here because I sensed your and Quantum's presence."
"I thought you wanted to invite your father and mother to dinner. I already told you, and I also had your mother tell your uncle."
"Isn't that ridiculous?"
"Well, Dad will go back now and tell him you're not inviting us to dinner."
Seeing this, Zhao Youliang quickly stopped him: "No, Eighth Master, what a coincidence! I was just thinking of inviting you and Master Chang to dinner!"
"You arrived before I could even open my mouth!"
"Please come inside and sit down with Xiao Jie. I'll go to the restaurant and buy something ready-made!"
Upon hearing this, Master Chang nodded happily and said, "Alright, alright, then I won't stand on ceremony."
"I really miss Xiao Jie, otherwise I wouldn't have had the nerve to bother you."
Just as Eighth Master and his son were enjoying their family time, a figure dressed in pure white appeared in the courtyard.
It was Chang Huaiyuan, the Dragon King of the Northern Kingdom.
Following behind were Chang Jie's mother and stepmother.
The Dragon King, gentle and refined, raised his hand and presented Zhao Youliang with three immortal fruits.
"I am grateful for your generosity. I came in a hurry and did not bring any other gifts. Please accept them."
Liao Zhiyuan was worried that Zhao Youliang wouldn't know how to speak, so he quickly spoke up for him.
"I dare not refuse the gift from my elders; I, your humble disciple, bow in gratitude to my master!"
Liao Zhiyuan's father, the Taoist physicist Liao Ping, was a disciple of the Northern Blood Dragon, which is why he was addressed as "Master".
Northern Blood Dragon nodded gently, first bowing respectfully towards the school before speaking.
"Zhiyuan, how is your father?"
"His cultivation level... never mind, it's good that he's safe."
Upon hearing this, Liao Zhiyuan's eyes instantly turned bloodshot: "Reporting to the clerk, my father is not well; his lifespan is about to run out!"
"He probably doesn't have many days left to live!"
(For details, please refer to Chapter 333 of this book: Wild Dog Taoist)
"What?" Upon hearing this, the Dragon King's expression immediately changed: "This child..."
The child he was referring to was Liao Zhiyuan's father, Liao Ping.
"Contact your father now and tell him to come to my side as soon as possible to fulfill his filial duties."
Liao Zhiyuan was clever and overjoyed upon hearing this. He quickly thanked him profusely and went outside to make a phone call.
Liao Zhiyuan was well aware of his advisor's abilities: he was someone who could easily defeat Yin Shuai twenty years ago.
Just how powerful he is now is something only he and his husband probably know.
Therefore, as long as his father comes, the advisor can either try to extend his lifespan or, when he is about to die, "reason" with the ghost messengers who come to collect his soul.
Anyway, my dad is saved!
While Liao Zhiyuan was excitedly making the phone call, Zhao Youliang had already cheekily told Chang Huaiyuan about the Black Jesus Society's missionary work in the town.
Upon hearing this, the Dragon King of the Northern Kingdom laughed heartily: "Not bad, not bad, I'm sure you've done a good job on this matter."
"Even a lion uses its full strength to hunt a rabbit. I, Chang, will now invite Sixth Brother and the others over."
"We're afraid we'll have to stay here a few more days and cause you some trouble."
The five great immortals of the North are extremely important guests, and Zhao Youliang quickly shook his head.
"It's no trouble at all, how could it be troublesome!"
"I'll arrange more food and drinks right away. These next few days, you elders can treat it as a gathering at my place. Enjoy yourselves!"
Upon hearing this, the Northern Blood Dragon nodded slightly and offered a kind reminder.
“You have the capacity; you should invite the gentleman to come over as well.”
"Ah?!" Zhao Youliang exclaimed in alarm, "Ancestor of the Chang family, can the master come?"
Chang Huaiyuan shook his head: "Whether the gentleman comes or not is his decision, whether you invite him or not is your decision, understand?"
Zhao Youliang wasn't stupid; he immediately understood upon hearing this.
"Oh, oh, oh, I understand, Patriarch Chang!"
"I'll go and invite them right now!!"
As expected, the master did not come; he only asked Zhao Youliang to convey his regards to the five immortals.
However, Zhao Youliang's trip wasn't entirely in vain: although his teacher and his own teacher didn't come, a sleazy-looking old man did.
This old man calls himself the Ink Emperor.
The moment Zhao Youliang saw the old man, he felt that he looked familiar.
On the way back, Zhao Youliang finally remembered: Isn't this the unscrupulous owner of the paper-making shop!
He's the one who tricked me into this job back then!
Upon realizing this, Zhao Youliang could not bear it any longer and immediately grabbed Mo Huang by the collar.
"Oh my god, you shameless old man, I've finally found you!"
"We've never wronged each other, why did you do this to me?!"
The Mo Emperor, who was initially feeling guilty, became calm after being recognized by Zhao Youliang, displaying an attitude of "a dead pig is not afraid of boiling water".
"You brat, where did I ever trick you?"
"Is it because you're short of salary, or is it due to inhumane management?"
"This..." Zhao Youliang was speechless, because the other party really hadn't lied to him about anything.
Seeing Zhao Youliang's demeanor, Emperor Mo immediately became even more confident.
"You heartless brat! Tell me, if you hadn't come to the paper-making shop, would you have learned so many skills?"
"You can make so many friends?"
"You know that pretty widow named Yingchun?!"
"Tell me, shouldn't you thank me? Shouldn't you kneel down and kowtow to me a few times?!"
"This..." Zhao Youliang was completely bewildered by what Mo Huang said, but he still vaguely felt that something was wrong.
But for a moment, I couldn't find what was wrong.
Left with no other choice, he could only silently bow deeply three times to Emperor Mo, as if to send this despicable old man away on the spot...
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