noffsinger Chapter 152 Paying Homage to the God of Wealth, Zhao Gongming
Chapter 152 Paying Homage to the God of Wealth, Zhao Gongming
Near Jin'ao Island.
Chang Er Ding Guangxian looked at Zhao Gongming, this uninvited guest, and dared not speak out in anger.
Although he was one of the disciples of the Tongtian Sect Master, his cultivation was far below that of Zhao Gongming, who was the eldest disciple of the Jie Sect and had attained the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm through diligent cultivation.
With just a glance, he silenced the arrogant and domineering Long-Eared Immortal.
Forced to suppress his arrogance, he bowed respectfully and said:
"Greetings, Senior Brother. I was just playing around with Yunxiao's disciples. How could I trouble you to come all this way in person?"
Zhao Gongming, with his dark face and thick beard, wearing an iron crown, holding an iron whip, and riding a black tiger, exuded an imposing aura. He snorted coldly, lowered his head, and glanced sideways at this disciple who had corrupted the Jie Sect, disdaining to say another word to him.
Concise and to the point, in a deep voice:
"roll."
The long-eared Dingguang Immortal, as if granted a pardon, no longer displayed his arrogant demeanor and bowed obsequiously, saying:
"Hey, I'm leaving, I'm leaving."
With that, he turned and scrambled into the depths of the dense forest.
After the matter was over, the disciple of Lady Yunxiao dared to speak and bowed to Yang Jiao in gratitude:
"Thank you for your help, young friend. I didn't expect you to be so upright at such a young age. Get up quickly."
At this moment, Yang Jiao's eyes were only on the majestic Zhao Gongming, her eyes shining like stars, and she knelt on the ground, wishing she could hold her heart in her hands.
The disciple from Yunxiao coughed lightly and then reminded him:
"Little sister, are you scared? Get up quickly."
Seeing that she remained silent and looked dazed, the Yunxiao disciples were terrified and quickly flew down to help her.
Unexpectedly, Yang Jiao finally reacted the moment her hand was touched.
She gazed intently at Zhao Gongming, refusing to rise, and said:
"Don't pull me down yet, let me kneel for a while longer."
I remember kneeling before this statue for ages, and now I've finally seen him alive!
No god in this world is as devout as his people.
The Yunxiao disciple glanced back at Zhao Gongming awkwardly, insisting on helping the little sister who had saved him up.
Yang Jiao struggled so much.
Don't pull me away! Let me pray one more time. It must be a living Zhao Gongming!
Her gaze was so intense that it made Zhao Gongming feel uneasy, and a strange feeling arose in his heart.
Why do I have this strange feeling that I'm being watched?
Yang Jiao was pulled along by the disciples of Yunxiao for a long time. If she hadn't been worried that Zhao Gongming would lose patience and leave, she would have insisted on bowing for a longer period of time.
She had barely stood up when she instantly materialized a cloud and flew to Black Tiger's side, bowing several heads lower than Zhao Gongming. She then stepped forward and performed a deep, ninety-degree bow, her voice booming as she proclaimed:
"Yang Jiao from Guanjiangkou has met...you!"
Yang Jiao almost blurted out "God of Wealth" but secretly wanted to slap himself, since he hadn't been officially named God of Wealth yet.
Zhao Gongming slowly sized up Yang Jiao for a moment, then nodded and replied:
"You're a good child. Since you saved my sister's disciple, I, Yunxiao, owe you a debt. I thank you on behalf of my sister."
Yang Jiao was overjoyed.
The Three Immortal Maidens of Sanxiao possessed incredibly profound magical powers! During the great battle of the Investiture of the Gods, the three flowers atop the heads of the Twelve Golden Immortals and the five vital energies within their chests were all severed by these three sisters.
From then on, the fellow disciples accompanied Master Yuding on his journey of cultivation.
That's not the point!
The important point is that he never expected that his stick would actually save the disciple of Zhao Gongming's own sister, and he was even thanked by the God of Wealth.
Yang Jiao was so excited that she wanted to twist her whole body into a pretzel, her palms itched and kept fidgeting, and finally she became so bold as to touch the black tiger under Zhao Gongming's mount.
With a gentle tug, a tuft of fur was pulled off.
He murmured:
"You're welcome."
Just remember my name from now on. Those who are remembered by you will become incredibly wealthy in the future.
Yang Jiao, still dazed as if hit by a pie, didn't stop working. The black tiger, looking at the noticeably thinner fur around its rear end, roared.
Yang Jiao quickly slapped the loose feather in her hand onto the black tiger's rump, pushing it inside.
He then met Zhao Gongming's gaze, his heart pounding with excitement.
Zhao Gongming frowned for a long time, feeling uneasy under her gaze, and asked:
What brings you to Jin'ao Island?
Yang Jiao looked at him with admiration, and answered every question with a smile:
"They came to seek out the Tongtian Sect Leader to become his disciples and learn martial arts."
Upon hearing this, a hint of a smile flashed in Zhao Gongming's eyes. His thick beard obscured half his face as he spoke with a powerful voice:
"Well, Master might not refuse you if he's taking on many disciples, but you've come at the wrong time."
"Huh?" Yang Jiao was stunned.
Then Zhao Gongming continued:
"Master went into seclusion a few years ago, supposedly to find out the whereabouts of a celestial being, and forbade any disciples from disturbing him."
But he wouldn't accept it when I came!
Good heavens!
Yang Jiao felt as if the path to becoming a disciple had been blocked by the heavens, and it was just so difficult.
Feeling like crying but unable to, Yang Jiao was listless and didn't know who to seek out as a disciple.
Or perhaps we could become disciples of Zhao Gongming?
This God of Wealth's cultivation level was ridiculously high. He was already a Great Luo Golden Immortal before the Investiture of the Gods, and he won many victories. Even the Vice Leader of the Chan Sect, Daoist Ran Deng, was defeated and forced to flee.
Of course, he died a very unjust death.
After killing Jiang Ziya once, he was killed by the Seven Arrows of Nailhead, a cursed technique brought in by the Daoist Lu Ya. This cursed technique was the most terrifying and vicious forbidden art, killing people invisibly, similar to black magic.
He died after making straw figures for seven days.
Relying on the remaining goodwill Yang Jiao had towards Zhao Gongming, she bowed and pleaded:
"Taoist Master, do you think I have a lucky and auspicious appearance? Why don't you take me as your disciple?"
Black Tiger abruptly took a few steps back. Zhao Gongming stepped aside, refusing the bow, and shook his head at Yang Jiao, saying:
"When did I ever consider a person's appearance when accepting disciples? Young friend, don't place your hopes on me. I already have four disciples, which is a great achievement. It's a real pity."
Okay, I was turned away, but I ate two bowls in one go.
Yang Jiao's joy at seeing the God of Wealth was largely dispelled; she hung her head and remained silent.
Zhao Gongming thought for a moment, his righteous face showing some difficulty, but then he cleared his mind and said:
"Since you originally intended to become my master's disciple, why not wait a few more years? Once my master emerges from seclusion, I will definitely inform him and help you meet him, as a way of thanking you for your help."
Zhao Gongming was an upright man who always repaid kindness. Since he had brought up this matter, he must have been fully confident that he could persuade the Tongtian Sect Leader to accept him as a disciple.
Yang Jiao felt a mixture of joy and worry.
The good news is that it seems like the master is in a stable position.
The worry is that several years is too long.
She was content with what she had to say. After thanking him deeply, she prepared to go home. Since it would be several years later, she couldn't wait that long on Jin'ao Island, otherwise Yang Chan would run away when she got back.
Yang Jiao was preparing to take her leave.
The disciple from Yunxiao, overjoyed at being rescued, grabbed her arm and said:
“Since you’ve come to Jin’ao Island, why not stay a few more days? Apart from a few unpleasant members of the Jie Sect, the scenery on Jin’ao Island is absolutely stunning.”
"I haven't properly thanked you yet. You saved me once, and my master will also want to meet you if he finds out."
Her master is none other than Lady Yunxiao.
The eldest of the Three Immortals, Zhao Gongming's younger sister.
Yang Jiao nodded almost without hesitation and said:
"Thank you so much, sister!"