Dao Equaling the Heavens
Chapter 481 - 63 The Enfeoffment in the Underworld_2

Chapter 481: Chapter 63 The Enfeoffment in the Underworld_2

When there are too many people, feelings will fade, so each generation only passes down to one, no matter if it’s a boy or a girl.

It doesn’t matter whether they marry or are married into the family.

"Ning, you are my most beloved great-grandson."

"Ancestor, it’s great-great-great-grandson."

"Already three greats?"

Jiang Jucai sighed, despite the single inheritance each generation, none had managed to cultivate a Golden Core; it might be better to branch out the family.

Obtaining a Pill to achieve a Golden Core is rare, Qingcang Immortal gave his father one, out of respect for Mr. Wen back then.

Jiang Ning has decent cultivation aptitude, he might be able to form a Golden Core.

Jiang Ning seized the opportunity to plead again: "Second Ancestor, can you send me to Broken Sword Mountain?"

"Because of the Sword Master’s direct transmission?" Jiang Jucai saw through his thoughts at a glance and laughed: "You’ve mingled in brothels for so long, associating with those clean house courtesans plentifully, there’s no need to hang yourself on a single tree."

"Is it the same? She is an immortal from the heavens." Jiang Ning’s voice rose, his eyes could not conceal his admiration, and he said: "Grandson knows he’s not worthy, but I don’t wish to catch a glimpse of elegance, just to follow behind."

"This old man has met only one who could pull down an immortal from the heavens, and that was Mr. Wen of yours. You shouldn’t think about it, besides, sword cultivators are almost like monks, many of them never speak of love in their entire life."

Jiang Jucai looked at the young, love-struck Jiang Ning, his eyes filled with both affection and inevitable sorrow.

"Ning’er, if one day, you are driven out of the Jiang family, stripped of all power, what will you do?"

Jiang Ning sensed something was wrong, raised his head and frowned, asking: "Ancestor, has something happened?"

"The Ancestor has committed a crime, colluding with evil cultivators; not long before I will be executed."

Jiang Jucai covered his open mouth, preventing him from making any noise, until Jiang Ning could control his emotions.

He quivered and said: "Ancestor, let’s run away."

"We can’t escape, neither heaven nor earth can, and I don’t plan to. Reaping what I sowed, I still have some responsibility for my actions."

Jiang Jucai shook his head, he was not frightened by the impending death, but deeply pained by the sight of Jiang Ning.

"But you, after the Ancestor is gone, I’m afraid your life will be difficult. You are my direct bloodline, and our family will be monitored by the Daoist Sect for three generations. To protect themselves, the Jiang family will distance from you as well."

"Are you afraid?"

Jiang Ning’s eyes were full of confusion, but he still nodded firmly and said: "For the family, I will leave on my own."

"Good, good, good!"

Jiang Jucai patted his shoulder, took out an ancient book from his bosom, the title was "Daoist Collection of Yuqing Cave Profound Thirty-Seven Volumes."

All sects with a long heritage, due to their numerous great powers, their inheritances are like the sea, thus they use numbering as a prefix when compiling inheritances.

This was a Cultivation Technique gifted to the Jiang family by a great power of the Yuqing Sect, allowing it to be passed down to future generations.

"The laws of the Daoist Sect are strict, but they never impose collective punishment. Never walk the evil path; they will always be nothing but rats in the gutter."

"From now on, avoid doing evil and do more good deeds, strive for a special pardon from the Daoist Sect."

"You don’t need to pass down to only one in the future, not having children is fine as well."

"Ancient Ancestor owes you, owes you."

With his broad hand stroking Jiang Ning’s head, his eyelids felt as heavy as a thousand pounds, and he fell asleep unknowingly.

Jiang Jucai placed him on the Jade Platform, glanced deeply at him, and then stood up to leave the cave mansion.

Outside, a Jiang family Golden Core Cultivator had been waiting for a long time, saying: "Family Master, the news about contacting the Yuqing Sect as you instructed has arrived."

"What did they say?"

"The Yuqing Sect said this year’s growth of the Taixuan Tea Tree is good, they can sell us one leaf for a thousand top-grade Spirit Stones."

"How much money is left in the treasury?"

"Three hundred thousand top-grade Spirit Stones."

Outsiders know nothing about the Jiang family’s wealth; if only in terms of Spirit Stones, they are richer than most second-class sects.

And first-class sects control the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Roots, whose value is immeasurable, any random picking can garner enormous amounts of Spirit Stones.

These Heaven and Earth Spiritual Roots are called spiritual wealth, while those Spirit Stones are known as dead wealth.

"Take ten thousand to the Yuqing Sect, I want ten leaves."

"Yes."

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A thousand miles outside Danqing State, in a dark cave.

An old Taoist, dry as a corpse, sat cross-legged on the ground, surrounded by bottles and jars filled with flesh and internal organs, which seemed to be still alive, constantly pulsing.

The internal organs were arranged according to the Five Elements, and skin, bones, sinew, and marrow were arrayed in a Cycle.

A wisp of divine thought flew in, transforming into a divine separation projection prostrating on the ground.

"Lord, the Jiang family has taken the bait. They were frightened by the True Martial Palace and have finally agreed to join our Demon Sect. But the Jiang family master has a condition: he needs the position of Great Elder and says he can provide our sect with ten million Spirit Pills."

"If he wants it, give it to him. It’s just a title."

From within the mud altar made of mire, a voice spoke, a male voice, warm and pleasant to the ear, as if one could see a graceful and suave young nobleman in their mind.

"However, recently the Daoist Sect has been active, delivering a blow to the Buddhist Sect, nearly causing half the Mahayana Buddhism’s Bodhisattvas to die and disappear. You should be more discreet in your actions."

"Understood."

The divine separation projection vanished, but the Demon Cave remained restless, its organs still pulsating.

"Amitabha, it seems you have a connection with Buddha."

From the shadows, a graceful figure emerged, wearing no silk robes, with no mouth, nose, or eyes on the face, and a Buddha’s aura behind her.

The mouth of the mud altar opened and closed: "I didn’t expect a true Buddha to visit my Demon Cave. May I know your name?"

"I am Zhenru."

The female Buddha clasped her hands together, uttering the Buddhist title that had been expelled from the Buddhist Sect.

Zhenru is dead, but the demon hasn’t died. She naturally became a Buddha,

"What brings the Buddha Ancestor here?"

"To confer a title upon you."

"Confer a title on me? Hahaha, you, a half-crippled Buddha, what qualifications do you have to confer a title on me?"

The mouth of the mud altar could not stop laughing and mockingly said, "If you were still a Buddha Demon, I would respect you somewhat. Now you are not even a Buddha Ancestor."

The female Buddha flipped her hand to reveal a small flag, with three characters [Bozhong Mountain] written on it.

"The Saint Venerable has said, Heavenly Demon Ghost Immortal Tu Lei, confer the title of Western Ghost Emperor."

The laughter abruptly stopped, the mouth of the mud altar remained silent for a long time. Hearing the words "Saint Venerable," the tone became more polite.

"I cultivate to be carefree and unrestrained, disliking any bindings. I fear I have to decline Saint Venerable’s kind intentions."

He becoming immortal was almost a certainty, and becoming an immortal was for longevity, for transcendence.

If he entered the underworld and was bound by the Heavenly Rules and Earthly Laws, wouldn’t his effort to become an immortal be in vain?

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Ten days later, a stream of light pierced through the void, a flying shuttle, like a silver spear, stopped at the Jiang family residence. Due to the teleportation through the void, the silver surface appeared reddish-hot.

The cabin opened, and a True Monarch of Yuqing Sect descended with sword control.

Jiang Jucai had long been waiting with a Qiankun Bag containing a hundred thousand top-grade Spirit Stones. Both sides saluted each other and then inspected the money and items.

The True Monarch of Yuqing Sect saw an extra hundred top-grade Spirit Stones inside, instantly beaming with joy and said, "The Master of the Jiang family is indeed a straightforward person. If you need anything in the future, just come to me."

"I just fear that, by then, you, Taoist friend, might shut your door and not see me."

"Even if you enter the Demon Path and get thrown into the Heavenly Prison, I would bring you a good pot of wine."

"Then I thank you in advance, Taoist friend."

The True Monarch of Yuqing Sect’s eyes flashed with suspicion upon hearing this, but he forced a laugh, got close to Jiang Jucai, and patted his shoulder, sending a stream of Qi into his meridians, which was immediately bounced back.

The Qi was calm and profound, with no issues.

"The Master of the Jiang family is quite humorous."

The True Monarch of Yuqing Sect then boarded the flying shuttle and departed from the ancestral land of the Jiang family, carrying a huge sum that would take him a thousand years of unpaid labor to repay if robbed.

Jiang Jucai returned to his cave mansion, first sending the evidence to the True Martial Palace, then picking up the Heavenly Demon Sect’s token to communicate.

"The items are ready, let’s arrange a place to meet."

"How did it happen so quickly?"

"I have my connections."

The other side remained silent for a moment, then said: "Tomorrow, depart from the Jiang family and fly southeast, I will inform you of the location."

"Alright."

The divine thought communication disconnected.

Jiang Jucai closed his eyes to meditate, only opening them the next morning, then flew away from home.

A Jiang family cultivator transmitted a sound inquiry from behind, but received no response.

In the Jade Pavilion, Chi Yu Zi was massaging Gu Wen’s feet and asked, "Should we pull in the net now?"

Gu Wen closed his eyes and replied, "One Returning Void True Monarch is still not enough."