HCB Chapter 73 New teammates
Chapter 73 New teammates
After chatting for a while, the Celestial Venerable appeared before Ling Yunxiao with five other people.
After Ling Yunxiao and the others rose and greeted the Heavenly Emperors, he summoned the Human Book and Human Brush.
Just before Ling Yunxiao was about to write, the Judge's Pen trembled slightly in his consciousness. Ling Yunxiao calmed his mind and heard the Judge's Pen chirping softly in his sea of consciousness.
"I hope the leader won't be too reckless. If the judges were to awaken the reincarnation cycles of five people at once, his meager possessions probably wouldn't be enough to cover his debts, and he'd be in debt again."
It's best to use it once a day to avoid the fees accumulating and doubling.
Upon hearing this, Ling Yunxiao immediately put away the writing brush and the book. He looked at Yuanshi Tianzun with a troubled expression and bowed with his hands clasped in greeting.
"I apologize, Celestial Venerable, for making you all come all this way for nothing. I just discovered that I can only use this healing ability once a day. Please go back and arrange your time accordingly, and come find me again tomorrow."
"Thank you for your trouble, young friends. Please stay at Yang Jian's residence for the next few days. If you need anything, just let me know. If you wish to travel around the Heavenly Court, Yang Jian can accompany you."
The Celestial Venerable would naturally not make things difficult for Ling Yunxiao over such a trivial matter. The five of them smiled and said some polite words before leaving.
For the next few days, the group stayed at Yang Jian's residence, enjoying celestial wine and fruits every day, and occasionally chatting with Nezha and Xiaotianquan.
Five days later, Ling Yunxiao helped the last Heavenly Emperor restore his cultivation from his previous life, and he breathed a sigh of relief.
Ling Yunxiao glanced cautiously at the Book of Life and Death and, finding that he still had 149 million points of Reincarnation Power left, was finally relieved. Although the Book of Life and Death was as ruthless as ever in its exploitation, at least it had left him some.
The next morning, just as Ling Yunxiao was preparing to say goodbye to Yang Jian and leave, the Heavenly Venerable arrived with five Heavenly Emperors.
"Young friend, we have come to express our gratitude for your hard work these past few days."
"We've decided to take a few of your teammates as our protégés and have been providing them with some training and instruction to help them improve their combat awareness."
"We've all lived for quite some years, and we believe we have some knowledge and skills that we can teach you."
"Please do not refuse, everyone. This is just a small token of our appreciation."
Upon hearing this, Wang Mian and the others' eyes lit up. They naturally wouldn't refuse such a rare opportunity.
After thanking the group repeatedly, Ling Yunxiao looked at the Great Celestial Venerable with anticipation in his eyes.
“Young friend, if you are interested in Taoism, I can indeed discuss the Tao with you. But as for guidance, I’m sorry, I’m afraid I’m powerless to help.”
Wang Mian, Wu Tongxuan, Han Shaoyun, Si Xiaonan, Leng Xuan.
After the five people were taken away by the five of the Six Emperors of Heaven, Yuanshi Tianzun helplessly shrugged at Ling Yunxiao.
Ling Yunxiao smiled and opened his palm, extending it in front of Yuanshi Tianzun.
"You're too kind, Celestial Venerable. You're talking to me about teachings and such, but it doesn't seem like you're being polite. I'm not the kind of person who has an urgent need to improve my strength. Even if you just gave me two innate magic treasures or an acquired divine armor, I wouldn't mind, would I?"
Yuanshi Tianzun's eyes twitched wildly. The Heavenly Court had long been shattered and was now in dire need of reconstruction. What magical treasures or divine armor could it possibly possess?
"Sigh... Since the Celestial Venerable doesn't have any treasures here, and you don't want to owe me such a big favor for nothing, and you're not the kind of person who would let me suffer in silence, how about this: give Yang Jian to my team!"
As you know, the fog teems with ferocious beasts and wolves. Since childhood, I've idolized Yang Jian, the Heavenly God of War. With him in our team, our chances of survival will increase several times over, won't they?"
"Heh... No wonder you didn't respond when Ye Fan mentioned Lu Wuwei and Zhou Ping. It turns out you had your eye on Yang Jian. Now that his divine status has just been restored, his cultivation level is still inferior to yours..."
The Great Celestial Venerable, seeing Ling Yunxiao's smiling face, was speechless. "He can recover! He has top-grade spring water; why would he worry that Yang Jian's combat power will be weakened due to injury or the effects of reincarnation?"
Having figured all this out, the Great Celestial Venerable turned his gaze to Yang Jian. Yang Jian blinked, his clear eyes wide. He had no idea Ling Yunxiao would say such a thing! He was innocent!
Seeing that the Great Celestial Venerable did not reply, Ling Yunxiao also raised his eyes to look at Yang Jian. After all, if he wanted to abduct this great deity, he would have to ask for his consent.
Feeling the gazes of the two, Yang Jian pondered for a moment and looked at Ling Yunxiao seriously.
What is your team going to do in the fog?
"Ah Jin, may I call you that? To be honest, my initial motivation for forming this team was revenge. As a Cangnan native, if it weren't for Qi Ye's miracle, I would have died silently more than ten years ago due to the Outer God's conspiracy."
Now, although we have survived, Cangnan is destroyed, my home, my city have vanished into thin air, and everyone I care about is almost dead.
I formed this squad to venture into the mist and make the Temple of Heaven, Olympus, and Rasgard pay the price. As a citizen of Great Xia, I was taught from childhood that blood debts must be repaid in blood; I want their divine kingdoms to vanish like Cangnan.
After finishing speaking, Ling Yunxiao glanced at Yang Jian, who was looking excited, and before the two could speak, he continued calmly.
"My initial reason for persuading Commander Ye was that hunting the Outer Gods could save the people of Great Xia. Heavenly Venerable, now I have added another bargaining chip: by hunting the Outer Gods, I can obtain energy to help the Heavenly Court restore its strength. I wonder if you can persuade you to hand Yang Jian over to my team?"
The Great Celestial Venerable was numb. The temptation that Ye Fan couldn't resist back then was now in front of him, and he found that he couldn't resist it either.
"Since you have already persuaded Yang Jian, what objection would I have? Let him go with you."
Ling Yunxiao finally received a satisfactory answer, and he smiled and respectfully bowed to the Great Celestial Venerable. The Celestial Venerable's divine sense detected a red-clad youth humming a tune and happily walking towards Yang Jian's house in the far distance. He didn't bother to say anything more to Ling Yunxiao and simply waved goodbye.
The Celestial Venerable's figure instantly appeared in front of the boy, raising his hand to block his path.
"Nezha, I have a task for you. This is a task that no one can do but you. Come with me immediately."
Nezha was a little confused. He had heard that Yang Jian had guests at his residence and had specially brought wine and food. But he couldn't refuse the Heavenly Venerable's mission.
After watching Nezha leave, the Heavenly Venerable breathed a sigh of relief. Of the new generation of war gods in Heaven, only Nezha remained; he couldn't let Ling Yunxiao be taken away along the way.
At that moment, Ling Yunxiao and Yang Jian were indeed discussing matters concerning Nezha.
"Nezha will need at least ten more years to recover his fighting strength, and his physical strength is currently quite limited..."
"Ah Jin, stop saying these useless things. With me here, this is no problem. Call him over first, and I'll talk to him myself."
Ling Yunxiao waved his hand dismissively, speaking as if he didn't care at all.