Jiang Ziya shook his head and sighed, "I really am not cut out for business! How can one say such words, when this woman is clearly nearly a hundred years old."
Jiang Ziya, holding a wine jug and a rock, extricated himself from the crowd. With the rock in hand, he felt the strands of Spiritual Energy emanating from it, growing even more certain that a Spiritual Treasure must reside within it. Sadly, no one could see its true form, causing it to fall into the hands of the foolish and mundane.
After noon, Bai Jin, transformed into an old man, sat in a small alley counting money. He let out a content chuckle of satisfaction, then shouldered his burden and contentedly walked towards the outskirts of the city.
Jiang Ziya couldn’t help but lament, "The people are foolish, only greedy for minor gains, not recognizing the true treasure!" He then continued to sell his noodles.
Bai Jin left the city, his body flashing back to its original form, turned his head to look back at Chaoge City, and with one step, his figure instantly disappeared.
Inside Chaoge Palace, Daji was frolicking with King Zhou, chasing and dodging each other, both half-intoxicated.
King Zhou, with open arms, staggered towards Daji and laughed heartily, "Beauty, where can you escape?"
He embraced Daji and laughed tipsily, "Beauty, I’ve caught you."
Daji, holding a wine cup in her hand, placed it in front of King Zhou and softly whispered, "Your Majesty, please drink this cup to the full."
"Good~ Good~" King Zhou bit the rim of the cup, tilted his head back to drink it down, and after swallowing the last drop, staggered and collapsed on the floor of the great hall, snoring loudly.
Daji stood in place, looking down lost in thought at King Zhou.
"Cough cough~ Can you put on something more?" A voice suddenly interrupted.
Daji’s complexion changed. Her figure swift turned, and her thin gauze transformed into a long dress. She snapped, "Who is there?"
Bai Jin stepped out of the void, smiling at Daji.
Daji’s face changed, and she quickly bowed saying, "Greetings to the Holy Envoy."
From behind a folding screen, two beautiful women quickly stepped out, also hurriedly bowing and respectfully said, "Greetings to the Holy Envoy!"
Daji, somewhat uneasy, said, "Holy Envoy, what brings you here?"
The Chicken Spirit and Lute Spirit also felt nervous, wondering if their entrance into the palace had attracted the Holy Envoy.
"You need not be nervous; Nuwa has already informed me of your mission. Since you are acting upon Wa Niangniang’s orders, naturally, I will not trouble you."
This was no lie by Bai Jin, as previously, when he accompanied the Law Enforcement Team to pay respects to Nuwa, she indeed had spoken of this matter.
Relieved, the trio thanked him, "We thank the Holy Envoy."
Bai Jin said sternly, "This time I come to offer a word of advice.
Since you are acting on Wa Niangniang’s orders, you must be methodical and not tarnish Her reputation. Should you dare to act recklessly and indulge in wanton slaughter, when Calamity ends, it will be time to settle accounts with you. Do not say you were not warned."
The trio immediately bowed down, hastily saying, "We dare not!"
Chicken Spirit exclaimed in panic, "The empress is disliked by King Zhou and persecuted by Fei Zhong You Hun, it truly has nothing to do with us!"
Daji also nodded repeatedly, uneasily looking at Bai Jin.
Bai Jin’s tone softened slightly and said, "You need only bewilder King Zhou, lead him to neglect state affairs, and leave everything else alone. Once the mission is accomplished, I will grant you Divine Positions and the True Fruit."
Gratefully, the trio kowtowed saying, "We thank the Holy Envoy."
Bai Jin raised his hand and said, "Rise."
The three stood up, somewhat relieved.
Daji hesitated, then respectfully said, "I do not desire any divine position, nor seek the true fruit, I only wish for the Holy Envoy to allow me to meet His Majesty the Human Emperor once."
Bai Jin looked at Daji with surprise, wondering if she had any connection with the Human Emperor Xuanyuan. Indeed, if it wasn’t so, they wouldn’t be able to cultivate at Xuanyuan’s Tomb.
During the time of the Yellow Emperor, the three evil spirits of Xuanyuan’s Tomb were just three insignificant little monsters that had never caught Bai Jin’s attention; thus, this was their first meeting.
Bai Jin nodded and said, "Alright! I will grant your request."
Daji quickly expressed her joy, "Thank you, Holy Envoy."
"Take care of yourselves!" Bai Jin’s figure instantly vanished.
The three ladies respectfully bid farewell, "We respectfully send off the Holy Envoy."
King Zhou lay on the ground, murmuring, "My beloved consort, my beauty~"
The three women straightened up.
The Chicken Spirit looked down at King Zhou with worry and said, "Sister, Bi Gan that old man keeps telling His Majesty that we are evil spirits. If we don’t eliminate him, our identity will sooner or later be exposed."
The Lute Spirit said, "The Holy Envoy just said that we must not recklessly kill the innocent."
Daji said, "Do not worry, King Zhou will not believe him."
The Chicken Spirit curiously asked, "Sister, why do you say that? Do you already have a good idea?"
Daji, looking at King Zhou who was lying prostrate, said slowly, "We do not need to do anything, he will deceive himself."
⊙∀⊙! The Chicken Spirit and Lute Spirit were both puzzled, what profound truth is this?
On the other side, in the evening, Ziya returned home with his empty shoulders, not because he had sold everything, but because the food was spilled all over by horses who were scared by an army, and it was impossible to gather up, leaving him to return home feeling frustrated.
Ziya, dressed all in white, arrived home, where Lady Ma immediately came out to greet him. Seeing the empty shoulders, she joyfully exclaimed, "Husband, you’ve worked hard."
She hurried forward to help unload the shoulders and brushed the flour off his body.
Ziya said, "It’s not hard."
Lady Ma reached out her hands happily and said, "Husband sold both sacks of flour, you must have earned quite a few copper coins."
Ziya stiffened, then responded, "No, they were overturned by the startled horses."
"What?" Lady Ma cried out in surprise, and then said with sorrow, "You can’t handle selling baskets, you spill all the flour when you try selling flour.
I, Lady Ma, was once considered the flower of our ten-mile village, how did I end up marrying such a useless man? How are we supposed to live on now!"
Ziya also got angry and immediately retorted, "It was the horse that slipped out of its bridle, tripping over the rope, and spilled a sack of flour everywhere. A sudden fierce wind blew all the flour away.
Isn’t it your doing, you wretched woman? If not for your insistence on me selling flour, would such a thing have happened?"
Ziya strode angrily toward a room and slammed the door shut.
Lady Ma furiously shouted, "It’s not that you’re useless, yet you blame the past, nor is it my fault. Truly a sack for food and clothes! Merely a creature that knows food and drink." She turned and walked into another room, slamming the door shut.
Ziya sat on the guest room bed, feeling desolate and sad. He thought, "I, Ziya, wholeheartedly sought immortality and the Tao, and even reached Kunlun Mountain, but failed in cultivation. Sent by my master to this turbid world, now I even have to endure the anger of a woman, how infuriating and annoying!"
Thinking of the pursuit of immortal cultivation, Ziya subconsciously touched his sleeve and took out the stone he had bought on the streets, muttering to himself, "This treasure is obscured by dust, people are obtuse! Today I, Ziya, will help you return to your original form."
Yuqing’s Immortal Power flowed from his hands into the stone, crack crack crack~ spiderweb-like cracks appeared on the stone, boom~ the stone suddenly exploded, a bright light gushing out, filling the entire room.