Journey to the West: Starting by taking Sun Wukong as my disciple!-Chapter 282: Complete Set of High-Quality Replica Swords
At this moment, Haotian was feeling somewhat embarrassed, as it seemed to him that this dog had just awakened its second Divine Skill!
It had taken him so much effort just to awaken one, and now he felt utterly humiliated!
The Jade Emperor, in his late stage as a Quasi-Saint, outdone by a dog in the early stage of Mysterious Immortal? Was he willing to lose face like this?
Haotian’s heart sank, no, this absolutely could not be!>
Previously, he had not had much time, so he had only come once, but today, he had obtained the Power Purchase Permission from Shopkeeper Chen.
In the future, he definitely wanted Gold Star Taibai to buy every day, Golden Immortal Magical Treasures, he had plenty!
He refused to believe that he could not outpace a dog if he kept this up!
Everyone had their own thoughts for a moment.
Suddenly, amidst the air, the phantom of Yao Ji flickered several times and gradually faded away.
On seeing this scene, Haotian felt a shock in his heart, came back to his senses, and asked with urgency on his face, "Little sister, what’s wrong with you?"
Yang Jian and Yang Chan also noticed it.
However, having experienced this before, they were relatively composed, yet they looked on with concern.
Only Xiaotian Dog, basking in pride, wore a confused face, wondering what was going on. Weren’t they all just admiring and flattering him?
"Mother, are you going to sleep again?" Yang Jian asked nonchalantly, yet if one listened closely, one could detect the hidden reluctance in his voice.
The longing from the many years of parting with his mother could not be dispelled by just one or two meetings.
Yao Ji smiled faintly and nodded, but that simple gesture seemed to make her phantom fainter still...
Looking toward Haotian, Yao Ji spoke softly, "Big brother, there’s no need to worry. Every time I exhaust my power, I need to sleep and recuperate in the Precious Lotus Lantern, gathering energy, so I can awaken again next time."
"Instead of worrying about me, I think what’s more important is the relationship between you and Erlang."
"Now that all misunderstandings have been resolved, promise me, you two will not revert to the bad state of your relationship like before, okay?" Yao Ji’s voice carried a hint of hope.
"I have no issues."
Haotian laughed heartily, he had always been the one who wanted to ease the relationship with Yang Jian.
Yet as it seemed hopeless later on, he gradually extinguished that thought.
However, as seen from his agreement to listen to Maker Chen’s dispatch without proclamation, it was clear Haotian never truly gave up.
Seeing Haotian state his position directly, Yao Ji turned her gaze firmly onto Yang Jian.
Yang Jian did not answer immediately, but his usually stern face seemed unable to remain poised, and a trace of reluctance flashed across. After opening and closing his mouth, he squeezed out an "Okay" from his throat.
The moment the word was spoken, Yang Jian suddenly turned his head away, feeling suffocated at the thought of compromising with this detestable man.
It was like conceding defeat in a very important battle.
Seeing that Yang Jian finally agreed, both Yao Ji and Haotian breathed a sigh of relief.
Yao Ji showed a look of immense relief on her face. She was genuinely afraid her son would be stubborn at a critical moment, leading to a poor outcome.
Fortunately, all was well.
Yao Ji then turned to Chen Nuo, who was sitting in front of the counter, and bowed deeply.
"Shopkeeper Chen, thank you for saving my life," she said with sincere and earnest gratitude.
However, it was understandable; without Chen Nuo, Yao Ji might have just dissipated into the cosmos.
Chen Nuo waved his hand lightly, casually stating, "It’s nothing."
Ultimately, it was Yang Chan who impressed him, having awakened that kind of Divine Skill. Otherwise, even if it were up to him, he would not have intervened.
In midair, Yao Ji slowly got up, and her already very dim phantom began to dissipate, until at last, it vanished entirely.
Yao Ji’s soul had returned to the Precious Lotus Lantern, awaiting the replenishment of soul energy before she could manifest again.
This Divine Skill was not just for anchoring the soul within the Magical Treasure; it also inscribed an Array capable of regathering the soul’s power within the Magical Treasure.
This was the key to nurturing the soul.
Watching Yang Chan holding the Precious Lotus Lantern, Haotian used a paper towel to wipe his mouth, having almost finished his meal.
"Chan’er, do you know how long it will be before your mother recovers and awakens next time?" Haotian probed.
Yang Chan shook her head, "I don’t know that."
"The recovery should be quicker when the spiritual energy is abundant, but I can’t be sure when mother will awaken," Yang Chan replied honestly.
Hearing this, a sharp glint flashed in Haotian’s eyes. He pondered for a moment and then said, "How about this, Chan’er, you temporarily entrust this Precious Lotus Lantern to your uncle me?"
"The spiritual energy in the Heavenly Court, condensed from the stars, far surpasses that of the Lower Realm. With the lantern in the Heavenly Court, your sister will surely awaken sooner."
Haotian revealed his purpose.
"Out of the question!" Before Yang Chan could respond, Yang Jian’s brow furrowed, and he adopted a defensive stance, "No need, my Guan River Mouth also has a Spirit Gathering Array, which is by no means inferior to the Heavenly Court!"
"Besides, this Precious Lotus Lantern was bestowed upon my sister by Goddess Nuwa; it absolutely cannot be taken by someone else." Yang Jian, as if forgetting his previous request for the lantern, began to name-drop powerfully.
"Fine, then," Haotian’s mouth twitched, conceding reluctantly.
Now that Saint Nuwa was mentioned, he had no choice.
Though he was the lord of the Heavenly Court, the true authority in this world rested with the Saints, whom he had to respect.
However, compared to his hatred for the Buddhist Saints, he harbored goodwill towards Saint Nuwa.
Among the Six Saints, the least troublesome was indeed Saint Nuwa. Under normal circumstances, as long as one did not provoke her, disaster would not befall them, nor would she constantly scheme and calculate against others.
"Then, if my sister awakens, you must tell me at the first opportunity!" Having no other choice, Haotian instructed very seriously.
But how could such a brief meeting suffice?
Yang Jian was about to instinctively retort, but he suddenly remembered his mother’s admonition.
"Alright."
With Yao Ji asleep, the group had not eaten for long. After a while, they simply finished a serving of ingredients and then departed.
Though Xiaotian Dog had not had his fill and protested and criticized vehemently, he could not withstand being forcibly dragged away by Yang Jian.
Looking at the empty hall, Chen Nuo swung his hand lightly, collecting all the leftover dishes.
Glancing around the room, with a thought, a sword appeared hanging on each of the four walls: east, south, west, and north.
The swords were slender and exquisite, and even though they were sheathed, their sharpness could not be ignored.
Chen Nuo nodded in satisfaction, having felt something missing before. Now it was much better.
Using Quasi-Saint level Magical Treasures for decoration was not something many in the Three Realms could boast about.
Arching an eyebrow, Chen Nuo smiled slightly, finding today very interesting; he had witnessed a family feud and had not expected to see a day when Haotian and Yang Jian would reconcile.
Tapping his fingers lightly on the tabletop, Chen Nuo pondered. The clientele of his Chaos Residence had been growing steadily and was on the right track.
However, its fame still lacked somewhat.
With this thought, a subtle gleam appeared in Chen Nuo’s eyes. He would have Wukong officially introduce the name of his Chaos Residence to the Three Realms with "Buddha Jumps Over the Wall"!
Haotian directly used Space Law to return to his Diligence Hall.
After all, strolling casually back to the Heavenly Court would not look good if other Immortal Clans saw him.
The Jade Emperor cannot afford to be seen not presiding over the Heavenly Court but rather gallivanting in the Lower Realm—it would be a loss of face if word got out!
