Chapter 509 Banana Fan!

Another hour passed after the pillar of blood-red light from the twelfth-grade red lotus collapsed. Peace quickly returned to the vicinity of the Asura Ancient City. After Patriarch Nether River’s aura disappeared, the Asura Clan in the periphery cried out sorrowfully and fled in panic. The disciples of the Dao Sect did not pursue and attack. Instead, they were informed by the experts of the two sects to immediately leave the city and return to the five continents on their own. They could not use their immortal senses to casually investigate.

Previously, the second batch of immortals from the Chan School and Jie School, who had attacked the hall an hour ago, were standing at the edge of the area enveloped by the Taiji Painting with a solemn expression…

The atmosphere was a little oppressive.

The Asura Clan corpses floating high and low in the distance made the place feel even heavier.

“What should we do?”

Chi Jingzi asked in a low voice.

Fairy Qiong Xiao’s almond-shaped eyes lit up. She said firmly, “Don’t tell anyone about what happened today!”

“That’s right.” One of the twelve Golden Immortals of Chan School, the Great Daoist Master Numinous Treasure, replied, “We should make an agreement not to reveal the situation here!” The immortals nodded at the same time and made a simple oath. Perfected Huang Long whispered, “Senior Brother, what should we do next? Should we… bring them back?”

“No, let’s go back ourselves.” Chi Jingzi shook his head. “Just pretend that we have never been here. Leave the rest to Changgeng to explain.” “Okay.”

“Sure!”

“That’s right!” At that moment, the group of experts from Chan School and Jie School, who had come to support Li Changshou, turned around and looked at each other. They reminded Li Changshou before they left in a hurry. Perhaps, tens of thousands of years later, when future generations studied the history of the Dao Sect’s rise and fall, they would notice traces of that matter.

In the shadows of the important Dao Sect records of the Reincarnation Pagoda, where the Dao Sect made a pact not to fight, and where the Dao Sect worked together to seal the red lotus, he discovered the secret agreement of the Three Sects of Asura Ancient City that was covered in a mysterious veil.

The future generations might be curious and think hard about it. They might imagine what it meant and what happened. However, under the refraction of the historical lens, the truth had long been changed. It had become a joke that the future generations would tease their succeeding generations with. “Grandmaster, do you remember that matter?”

“I can’t say it. I can’t say it.”

“Is it really the Fiend Ancestor’s remnant soul that summoned 100,000 Demon soldiers to snatch the red lotus and was repelled by everyone?”

“More or less.”

Li Changshou was rendered speechless. Isn’t this because the Eldest Senior Brother of the three sects was hit at the same time and embarrassed?

Is there a need to be so formal? Who wouldn’t make mistakes? Do the three Eldest Senior Brothers of the Dao Sect have to be so petty? Li Changshou frowned slightly as he looked at the twelfth-grade lotus flower floating in front of him. Next, he had to deal with the red lotus… He reckoned that he would be able to escape.

The ordinary Asura lifeforms that were controlled by the mystical abilities were like frightened fish. They had already disappeared from the sea. Just as Li Changshou had said, most of the Asura Clan had no direct connection with the Patriarch of the Nether River. They were reincarnated from the Six Paths of Reincarnation and were born in the sea of blood. They were living beings recognized by the Heavenly Dao. The true experts of the Asura Clan who were causing trouble were the old Asuras who had survived from the ancient times. They were also the Asura rookies who carried the dream of the Asura Clan’s prosperity and were taught by these old Asuras.

They were two people of the same race but of different levels. No matter how many ordinary Asuras were sacrificed, the followers of Patriarch Nether River would not blink.

The remnant soul of Patriarch Nether River had already been sealed by Chi Jingzi and more than twenty immortals of the two sects. The twelfth-grade red lotus had also been severed from the sea of blood. At that moment, it was still a few steps away from perfection. After Chi Jingzi and the others left, the Asura Ancient City returned to silence.

The eight top experts of the Dao Sect were still sleeping peacefully.

Li Changshou, Bai Ze, Perfected Taiyi, and Fairy Qiong Xiao surrounded the slowly circling red lotus with different expressions.

Among them, Li Changshou’s expression was the calmest. After all, everything was under control. There was no “0.2” incident.

Qiong Xiao looked at the lotus flower and muttered in disdain, “Will Master really use this lotus flower to suppress the destiny of the sect?”

Bai Ze smiled and said, “You can’t talk about treasures like that. As long as we get rid of the remnant soul of the Nether River… the Saint should have a way.” “Difficult.” Perfected Taiyi clicked his tongue and smiled. Fortunately, Li Changshou was quick-witted and raised his hand to knock into Perfected Taiyi. Otherwise, the words ‘the Saint is not omnipotent’ would have appeared! Qiong Xiao asked softly, “Brother-in-law, what did you do to the little princess of the Asura Clan?” “Do what?”

Li Changshou blinked and turned to look at the corner a thousand feet away.

There, the silver-haired girl was curled up into a ball. She leaned against the broken wall and sat in a daze. Her arms were folded in front of her knees. Her eyes were listless, and the tears at the edge of her eyes had yet to dry. The Primordial Massacre Sword lay beside her. It had been personally opened by Patriarch Nether River and had awakened into a true killing treasure. At that moment, the Primordial Massacre Sword emitted a faint sanguine glow. It seemed to have condensed into a huge hand that was gently rubbing the silver-haired girl’s forehead.

The green ox was meditating at the side. His eyes were filled with guilt, but he did not say anything. Some flute sounds floated past, seemingly comforting the silver-haired girl… Looking in the direction of the voice, the Goddess of Turtle Spirit, who was dressed in a light green short skirt, was standing on a broken wall not far away. Her long hair danced in the wind, and her translucent fingertips danced gently. The music played made the land of the sea of blood seem like it was dusk in the mortal world.

Li Changshou smiled and said, “Mr. Bai, can you guess how I did it?”

“The Water God’s schemes are definitely flawless.” Bai Ze pondered carefully for a while and replied, “The word ‘human heart’ is the hardest to guess. I really can’t figure that out.” “Actually, I didn’t do much.” Li Changshou took out two Shadow-Retaining Spheres and handed them to Qiong Xiao and Perfected Taiyi respectively. He said seriously, “Later, if you want to know what happened, you can look at this. There are detailed records inside.” Perfected Taiyi frowned and took the Shadow-Retaining Ball. He was puzzled. “You still had time to memorize this back then? Aren’t you afraid that the paper effigy would be destroyed by the other party?” Li Changshou said, “It’s precisely because the paper effigy is weak that it’s the safest. They have no idea and want to negotiate with us. I originally wanted to use the Shadow-Retaining Ball to remember the conversation between me and Patriarch Nether River. After that, I would explain the meaning of living beings to Princess Iron Fan. However, after Patriarch Nether River took away the Primordial Massacre Sword, Princess Iron Fan broke free from the Sea Serpent dream and woke up. I didn’t expect that.”

Qiong Xiao whispered, “That sword must be very important to her.”

Bai Ze said, “If I were to deduce a little, this Princess Iron Fan should have been born after the ancient times. Previously, the Great Daoist Master had chased a wielder of the Primordial Massacre Sword to the spiritual mountain. The Primordial Massacre Sword had been taken care of by the Western Sect. After that, the Asura Clan should have chosen the Iron Fan Sect to go to the spiritual mountain to wield the Primordial Massacre Sword. Iron Fan had previously attacked you, Water God. She had appeared a few times… Moreover, that can explain why she rushed over alone and did not meet up with the Asura Clan experts.” Perfected Taiyi said, “I was hit by a cow halfway.” The green ox not far away frowned and glared at Perfected Taiyi.

Li Changshou hurriedly changed the topic. “This Patriarch Nether River is still following the ancient style. As soon as I entered the hall, he immediately looked ferocious. He even took out a human soul and devoured it in front of me. He threatened me that he would definitely find trouble with the human race after he revived. Perhaps the ruthless people of the older generation have such a temperament. Only I am supreme and those who go against me will die.”

Bai Ze sighed. “Since the Primordial World, there have been countless ferocious creatures.

The reason why the two ancient demon emperors could gather the living beings of all races was because of the Golden Crow’s benevolence.

Of course, their subsequent slaughter of the human race is not benevolent.”

Perfected Taiyi asked again, “Changgeng, how did you manage to make Iron Fan attack Patriarch Nether River? The more I think about it, the more I feel that you… Tsk, you’re quite scary.” Li Changshou gestured for him to keep quiet and sent a voice transmission. “Actually, when I think of how to break the Sea Serpent Qi here, the situation is already 98% stable. With three teachers watching from behind and the Heavenly Dao monitoring the place, it is impossible for Patriarch Nether River to escape. No matter how many casualties the Asura Clan suffers, the negative karma would be counted on Patriarch Nether River. Therefore, I placed my focus on another matter… Let Iron Fan break free from the shackles of the Asura Clan. Naturally, I was a little angry previously. The evil of the Patriarch of the Nether River was too pure. That was why I deliberately provoked him with words when he was at his wits’ end and did not give him any dignity. As for how to persuade Iron Fan, there are three main points.” “Oh?” Bai Ze hurriedly asked, “Which three?”

Li Changshou continued to send a voice transmission to them.

“Firstly, I have to keep laying the foundation. Previously, when Senior Brother Green Ox explained the relationship with Iron Fan to me, I asked in detail. When I heard Senior Brother Green Ox tell her to maintain herself, I had an inspiration and continued guiding her along that line of thought. Most of the conversation he had with Patriarch Nether River was to lure him into saying things like the Asura Clan is worthless. When Patriarch Nether River abandoned the ordinary Asura Clan and treated them as nourishment for the Blood God, he suffered a backlash. The performance of the fan previously proved that she was not just a puppet. She had her own persistence and expectations. Secondly, he could stimulate the Patriarch of the Nether River at the crucial moment and make him desperate. He could pretend that he wanted to turn the Asura into his Dharma powers. That was equivalent to forcing Iron Fan into a dead end. At that time, she had thought that she would either die with her clansmen and return to the Patriarch or make a choice between the Patriarch and her clansmen. Thirdly, I used some underhanded methods to influence her mind and guide her to resist. As the time was fleeting, it was impossible for him to tell her these principles slowly. I could only let her do it first and slowly think about it later. What is important is not how much injury she had caused to Patriarch Nether River. She cannot hurt his remnant soul. Most importantly, she is free from her previous self and has the intention to resist. Even the experts who created this race had to maintain the most basic respect for this race. They should not treat each individual as their own. That’s probably the most admirable thing about Goddess Nuwa.”

Bai Ze’s eyes were filled with emotions. “The Water God… is indeed you.”

Perfected Taiyi gave a rare positive evaluation. “You’re good at this.” Qiong Xiao looked at Li Changshou and said softly, “I finally know why I praised you so much.” Li Changshou smiled and said, “Don’t flatter me. I just can’t stand some things. It’s just a coincidence that I can do it. If there are any difficulties today, I will choose another path to persuade Iron Fan.”

Li Changshou paused and continued, “There’s no time to lose. I’ll rush to the Grand Pure One Temple and ask Teacher how to deal with this red lotus. I’ll temporarily place this red lotus here and let the Taiji Painting suppress it. I should go to the Jade Void Palace later. It will take at least half a day for me to return. When the Golden Roc returns, tell him not to wander around. Wait for me here.”

Bai Ze smiled and said, “Thank you, Water God.”

Li Changshou smiled and stood up.

Just as he was about to use the Water Escape technique, the Goddess of Turtle Spirit stopped playing the flute. The silver-haired girl, who was curled up under the broken wall, suddenly looked up at Li Changshou. Her eyes shone. She picked up the Primordial Massacre Sword and rushed over. Qiong Xiao’s figure flickered like lightning and appeared in front of Li Changshou. She held the Golden Flood Dragon Scissors and glared at Iron Fan who was rushing over. The green ox trembled and rushed in front of Iron Fan. He opened his arms and stopped her.

“Iron Fan! Cut me down if you want to!”

Iron Fan frowned slightly. There was a hint of helplessness on his tear-stained face. He said softly, “I’m not going to fight.” The green ox grinned awkwardly and hid at the side. However, Qiong Xiao did not let down her guard. She stood in front of Li Changshou and completely forgot that Li Changshou had the Cosmic Ruler and the Mysterious Yellow Pagoda. The Taiji Painting was above his head.

Iron Fan lowered her head and walked in front of Li Changshou. She bent her knees and held the Primordial Massacre Sword with both hands.

“Water God, please let the Asura Clan off. I’m willing to offer this sword in exchange for the peace of the Asura Clan.”

Li Changshou raised his eyebrows. Qiong Xiao shrugged and retreated. The Primordial Massacre Sword let out a sword hum and retracted its sanguine glow to show that it was “not welcoming” Li Changshou.

Such a killing treasure would not be tainted by karma…

Li Changshou’s eyes flickered slightly. Then, he smiled and grabbed the scabbard of the Primordial Massacre Sword. He calmly took it over. Iron Fan subconsciously tightened her grip on the sword and immediately let go. She wanted to look up at the sword, but she lowered her head again. “Thank you, Water God!”

Li Changshou said warmly, “I won’t pursue the matter regarding the Asura Clan. I’ll agree as a disciple of the Grand Pure One. You also know that there is a group of stubborn spirits in the Asura Clan. If they go against the Dao Sect and the Heavenly Courts and the human race in the future, I will not show mercy. However, as long as it’s the Asura race that lives in the sea of blood, I will naturally not attack them.”

“Thank you…”

Iron Fan’s voice trembled.

Li Changshou smiled and casually threw the Primordial Massacre Sword in his hand to the side, bumping into the green ox. “Senior Brother, you will temporarily take care of this sword. You have a gentle personality and a noble character, and you are steady and calm. You will naturally not use this sword to kill the innocent. Also, Iron Fan is lacking Dharma treasures to protect it. Remember to express your gratitude!” After saying that, Li Changshou blinked at the green ox. His body turned into a stream of water and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The green ox was stunned.

However, it was the Saint’s mount after all. It had a “status in the pugilistic world” that was similar to the seven immortals that followed Jie School. At that moment, he reacted in time and bowed in the direction that Li Changshou had escaped in.

Iron Fan knelt there and was stunned for a while. She tilted her head slightly and could not calm down. The green ox chuckled and squatted beside her. He handed the Primordial Massacre Sword over. The silver-haired girl frowned slightly and snorted softly. She turned her head and the corners of her mouth curled up. There was a hint of stubbornness on her face. The green ox scratched his head and could only put the Primordial Massacre Sword in his arms. He touched his nose ring and thought for a while. He took out two small cattail-leaf fans that were two inches long from his belt and said softly, “Can you use this to protect yourself first? It’s also a good treasure. It’s a fan given to me by the Grand Supreme Elder. This fan is of the Yin attribute. It can fan out the Mysterious Yin Wind. It can fan Golden Immortals tens of thousands of kilometers away. It specializes in fire-element Dharma treasures. This yang attribute can fan out extreme Yang flames. There are only a few treasures that can restrain my nose ring. Which one do you use…” “Thank you, but there’s no need. We’re not related.” “Ah, there’s no hurry. Just like Senior Brother Changgeng said, everything can be done slowly. Just treat it as me lending you, hehe.”

“No.”

“I want one. Why don’t you take a look at these? I still have ten treasures refined by the Grand Supreme Elder.”

At the side, Perfected Taiyi and Bai Ze looked at each other. The latter’s eyes were filled with smiles. The former looked at the Nine Dragons Divine Fire Barrier in his hand and inexplicably wanted to bang his head on it.

At that moment, Li Changshou, who had already escaped tens of thousands of kilometers, captured that scene with his immortal senses. The corners of his mouth twitched and he sighed…

Indeed.

Li Changshou recalled his plan this time. He had probably schemed against Patriarch Nether River and the red lotus.

For the happiness of the old bull, he had dozens of levels of schemes!

It would be unreasonable if his teacher did not reward him!

The word ‘go’ this time should be at least 80%, right? It was not an exaggeration. Before leaving the Netherworld, Li Changshou rushed to Fengdu City. He handed the remaining soul of the ball Dharma artifact to the Yama Lord and specially left behind the naggy ghost who had once “balanced” the Patriarch of the Nether River. He thought that it would be useful later. Li Changshou thanked the four Yama Lords again. He learned that the vengeful spirits who had been dreaming by the Sea Serpent Qi had been placed outside the city and rode a cloud to visit them. It was all thanks to the help of the vengeful spirits that he could successfully deal with the remnant souls of Patriarch Nether River. Li Changshou had already asked the paper effigy that he had sent to ask the Yama Lords for help. It was fine for the vengeful spirits to sleep soundly. Meng Po’s soup would not affect the Six Paths of Reincarnation.

However, just as Li Changshou was about to appear in front of the vengeful spirits that were sleeping soundly all over the mountain, three figures floated over.

It was Bian Zhuang, who had insisted on visiting the Netherworld because of the beautiful female vengeful spirit. He had invited Ling Zhuzi, a frequent visitor of the Netherworld, to be a tour guide and mixed out of the Heavenly Soldiers Camp…

Ao Yi chased after Bian Zhuang and looked at him. There was no accident.

He was also a very responsible Heavenly Courts general. The three of them had clearly discovered the vengeful spirits that were sleeping soundly everywhere. Bian Zhuang looked back and forth and kept praising them. He commented on many beautiful female vengeful spirits.

The corners of Li Changshou’s mouth twitched. He sent a voice transmission to the three of them and left on a cloud.

“I wanted to look for you, but I didn’t expect you to come. The vengeful spirits that entered the dream helped the Dao Sect greatly. The three of you will recite the Sutra of Transcendence for me here. You will wash away their resentment and help them enter the Six Paths of Reincarnation. Finish it in a month.”

Ao Yi, Bian Zhuang, and Ling Zhuzi could not help but stand rooted to the ground. A small autumn breeze blew past their backs, accompanied by two fallen leaves that had been swept away.

Li Changshou did not delay any further. He left the Netherworld and followed the pillar to the Nine Heavens. Then, he rushed to the Grand Pure One Temple.

He was the legitimate god of the Heavenly Courts. He would naturally not be stopped by the power of the Heavenly Dao at the edge of the Heavenly Courts. He could find a small Daoist temple above the Nine Heavens without any obstructions. Li Changshou bowed outside the Daoist temple and said loudly, “Greetings, Teacher. I’m here to ask how to deal with the red lotus!”

That familiar, old voice sounded. “Enter… that’s it.”

Li Changshou pushed open the wooden door and carried the hem of his Daoist robe. He lowered his head and entered. He wanted to bow again, but he was pressed onto the meditation cushion beside the skinny old man.

The Grand Pure One smiled faintly…

That should be a smile. Li Changshou had seen it before.

I asked, “How do you want to deal with it?”

Li Changshou hurriedly said, “I feel that I should destroy the Nether River’s remnant soul inside and retain as much power as I can. I’ll give the negative karma red lotus to the Grandmaster of Heaven. However, I don’t know how to explain it to Second Uncle-Master.”

He nodded slowly and began to think. He seemed to be thinking about how to stop his two younger brothers from arguing. Li Changshou heaved a sigh of relief. It seemed that he did not go against his teacher’s original intention…

Wait!

Teacher began to think!?!

Li Changshou pursed his lips tightly and looked at his teacher, who had already closed his eyes. His Dao heart twitched.

Hence, after eighteen rounds…

“Changshou?” “Brother, I’m here!”