Longevity Chronicles-Chapter 592 - 389: The Devil Concubine Flees South to Qiantang Province, Various Monsters Revel in Guangping City_2

Chapter 592: Chapter 389: The Devil Concubine Flees South to Qiantang Province, Various Monsters Revel in Guangping City_2

Notably, there was more than one visitor.

One after another, three voices sounded, none particularly polite, making no effort to mask the greed and disdain within.

Tao Qian’s gaze pierced through the Forbidden Technique, and he saw the first person to arrive was shockingly a bald old figure.

This person was clearly a water Devil, with wrinkled skin and a body covered in slime, clad in a set of black armor gleaming with a cold light, each hand wielding a large hammer.

Particularly disgusting was the fact that his scalp was riddled with dozens of holes, from which bright red snakes wriggled out like water weeds, swaying in the air, releasing an overpowering sweet, fishy scent that could make one retch.

At a glance, the Devil’s origins were clear.

Turtle Demon of the Wujiang River, Deng Xuechao.

This Devil’s muddy red eyes stared at Immortal Crane Mountain and shouted,

"Wutong Old Monster, your grandfather has arrived! Won’t you quickly open your mountain and welcome me? I’ve heard you’ve sealed off the mountain for nearly half a month now, your pile of toad piss and shit has fermented, and the stench is so strong it could drift a hundred miles in the wind—even my Wuling River has caught the scent."

Right after he finished shouting, another young Devil Cultivator by his side spoke.

This one resembled a young man, still bearing traces of his Devil nature, half-human half-dog with hair tied up with a wooden hairpin, wearing a washed-out white Daoist robe that revealed a love for cleanliness and a heart eager for Daoist ascension.

He had a defiant look in his eyes and frowned as he looked at the Immortal Crane Mountain in front of him, inwardly cursing the Wutong Old Monster for wasting such precious resources, speaking in a rather bright voice,

"Wutong!"

"Are you still alive? If you’re not dead, let’s fight once more. If you lose, you will hand over this Spiritual Mountain and the Treasure Bead on your person to me, and I shall spare your life."

This statement naturally revealed his own identity.

The Mountain Master of Dog Immortal Mountain, three hundred miles away from Qiantang Province.

His name was "Li Fengxian."

He was not considered an especially malevolent Devil, just wildly unruly, with a heart yearning for the Dao, wanting to snatch the inheritance of Wutong Temple.

Immediately following him, the third person also made themselves heard.

This was a middle-aged man with dark skin, dressed in short worker’s attire, as if he were a dockworker.

But a second glance would reveal that he was a formidable Evil Cultivator, which no dockworker’s family would have—tattooed all over with ghostly patterns, with six bright red Ghost Eyes on his face, and underfoot, dozens of green-faced Devils with tusks and rotting bodies that crawled around like hounds.

Behind him, an aura of ghostliness and resentment swirled, faintly revealing a small Ghost Country.

The country seemed to be a forbidding, mysterious village, with rows of coffins placed inside. The soft, low whispers of the dead could be heard, chilling one’s soul and causing livers and gallbladders to split with fear.

His identity: The village chief of Qu Family Village in Qilu Province, Qu Zhongyuan.

This person spoke quite normally on ordinary occasions, and among the three, he was the only one to refer to serious matters.

Taking a step forward, he hoarsely said,

"Wutong Master!"

"I believe you’ve also received the invitation from Lord Gao of Guangping City. Tonight is the joyous day of his concubine’s introduction."

"If you are willing to go, perhaps you could travel with us."

"Do not miss the appointed hour and offend Lord Gao needlessly."

With this reminder from Qu Zhongyuan, Tao Qian finally recalled something.

Three days ago, a fellow named Gao Wanchou from a nearby great sect came to deliver a wedding invitation, and at the same time dropped off a Warrant for Master Tao.

Tao Qian, absorbed in his Cultivation, had lost himself for three days, and had thus put the matter out of his mind.

Now that these three fierce neighbors had come to extend their invitation, Tao Qian’s expression shifted slightly, but then he remembered something else Gao Wanchou had said: the banquet was just a facade, and the true intent was to discuss important matters. If successful, great rewards were promised, and one’s Dao Path could be promising.

With this groundwork laid and his early understanding of the mysteries tied to Fortune and fate,

Suddenly, a guess formed in his mind:

"The Devil concubine’s escape to the south! An event attracting the attention of the entire world."

"Whether it’s the ’Yuann Mingzhen True Heavenly Phoenix Body,’ the ’Spring and Autumn Chariot,’ or the ’Holy Emperor Supreme Dao Scripture,’ each is a tremendous temptation."

"If she has fled to Qiantang, how could the close-by Tiannan Gao Family resist getting involved?"

"Could it be that the Lord of Guangping, Gao Buxi, has received orders from the Gao Family to recruit local Evil Cultivators and demons, joining forces with other powers to compete for Yuann Mingzhen?"

Honestly, Tao Qian’s speculation lacked concrete evidence.

Yet he was quite convinced his guess would prove right.

To verify it wouldn’t be hard; he just needed to attend the banquet.

"I had intended to settle down on Immortal Crane Mountain for a retreat, digesting the benefits of my Breakthrough before heading to the neighboring Qiantang Province."

"There lies Yellow Cloud Mountain, home to a toad demon boasting a Toad Pearl, exhibiting its ferocity—a treasure rightly mine for the taking."

"But now, there seems to be no rush. Perhaps I’ll first visit this grand banquet at the Guangping Gao Family?"

"An Alchemist’s open schemes are indeed hard to disrupt."

"And those Exotic Treasures capable of reconstructing the ’Ancestor God Forbidden Techniques’ may not all acknowledge Tao Qian alone."

"Well, it’s not good to let the Spring and Autumn Chariot fall into the hands of an alchemist,"

mused Tao Qian, as a decision formed in his mind.

With the supernatural power he possessed after his Breakthrough, it was astonishing—to say the least. To deal with merely four from the Cavernous Mystery Realm was nothing to him. He was confident he could handle even a dozen of them.

Of course, if it were Zhong Ziyang or Chen Xiyi, inheritors of Great Sects from the Cavernous Mystery, that would be a completely different story.

As for Loose Cultivators and demons?

To Tao Qian, they were nothing more than chickens and dogs, utterly incapable of seeing through his Secret Demon Transformation Technique.

Watching the three noisy devils in front of the Mountain Gate, he couldn’t help but grin mischievously.

After secretly sending a message to Yunrong and the three little ones, Tao Qian flew out while replying to the Three Demons,

"Here I am, here I am."

"Ah, I’m afraid I’ve made my fellow Daoists anxious."

"Wutong has recently had some realizations in his cultivation and has been immersed in refining—I’m afraid this has caused some delay."

"Since my fellow Daoists have come to invite me, how could Wutong refuse—let’s go! To Guangping City, to drink to Gao Daoist’s happiness."

Tao Qian’s words and actions were perfectly in line with the persona of Wutong Master.

None of the Three Demons suspected anything and approached upon hearing him, each with their own intent—some to challenge him to a fight, others to take him away.

How could they know?

Wutong was no longer the same Wutong.

What happened to Gao Wanchou three days ago was about to repeat with them.

As the Mountain Gate opened, the resplendent, multicolored clouds suddenly surged out.

Tainted clouds produced by Little Age, Lian Jing’er, and Shan Jiu were something even Tao Qian couldn’t completely avoid, much less them.

"Ugh!"

"Blech! Blech!"

Their faces suddenly changed, and they bent over to vomit.

Symptoms like black spots, pustules, and hair loss rapidly appeared.

The old trick worked again, and Master Tao was quite delighted. Enduring the foul smell, he started moving forward to babble some more.

But the Three Demons were resolute. Without exchanging glances,

they all turned simultaneously, with sickly green faces, and flew towards Guangping City.

Behind them, Tao Qian summoned the Devil Fog to follow, waving his hands and calling out, "Eh, my fellow Daoists, don’t fly too quickly, wait for Wutong."

It wasn’t hard to detect the schadenfreude in his voice.

It was, after all, Master Tao’s intention to probe the Gao Family’s true conditions, following the Three Demons to the joyful banquet in Guangping.

In no time, the four of them, as the most formidable demons in the vicinity, descended upon Guangping City amidst clouds and Demon Fog.

One would expect the city to be bleak and pitiful, given that it was under the control of the Gao Family.

Yet at this moment, the Four Demons saw something unexpected.

The city was brightly decorated and bustling with life.

Uninformed individuals witnessing this scene might assume the City Lord was a talented and compassionate official who cared for his people.

Qu Zhongyuan, known as "Devouring Ghosts Master", seemed to be in the know.

Upon seeing this, he scoffed and said,

"My fellow Daoists need not be surprised; this scenario is merely a farce and cannot last long."

"It originates from the new concubine that Gao Daoist has taken in."

"I’ve heard that the lady is a Loose Cultivator who, besides being extremely beautiful, is also kind-hearted and considered righteous."

"Gao Buxi was so enchanted at first sight that he played the benevolent City Lord just to win her over and marry her."

"But we all know Gao City Lord’s temperament—he can’t keep up this act for long. I’m afraid tonight, once he gets what he wants, after consummating the marriage, his true face will be revealed."

No sooner had Qu Zhongyuan finished speaking, and before Tao Qian and the others could respond,

suddenly, from within a magnificent palace in the depths of the city, a hearty laugh resounded.

"Ha ha ha... Qu Daoist, we haven’t seen each other for days, why do you tarnish my reputation as soon as you arrive?"

"Who in Guangping City doesn’t know that I, Gao Buxi, am a City Lord who loves his people as his children?"

"Of course, since the citizens are my children, their lives, wealth, and even wives and daughters are also mine."

"This is the principle of the Gao Family."

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