Chapter 321: A ray of hope, the beginning is the shore
Chapter 321 A glimmer of hope, turn back
The Space Tearing's appearance was too cool for the low-level monks, and the male and female monks attracted everyone's attention as soon as they appeared on the stage.
The patrolling Yaksha was the first to react, as if he was facing a great enemy, and said vigilantly: "The East Sea Guards are doing their work, please do not disturb us, outsiders!"
A group of water soldiers immediately formed a formation, forming a golden dragon sea-suppressing formation with a connected aura, trying to use the military formation to fight against the powerful enemy.
The reason for being so alert is that the female cultivator in white exudes wisps of mysterious immortal aura, and her realm has already transcended the gap between immortals and mortals.
The one with the highest realm in the field is just a patrolling Yaksha in the Mahayana realm.
When the immortal arrives, he overwhelms the whole place.
The Dian Cang Sect's teachers and disciples and the Cui family members seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw, and they all cried out for help: "Immortal Venerable, we are all human cultivators who came here to search for treasures, and the water tribe monster soldiers want to kill us without any reason. Please, Immortal Venerable, do us justice."
The patrolling Yaksha said sternly, "What if you are an immortal? This is the Dragon King's territorial waters. All the treasures in the sea belong to the Dragon King. Immortals passing by, please don't meddle in other people's business. The real dragons of the Dragon Clan are on their way!"
"Whose generals down there are usually so brave?"
Wen Rui turned on the loudspeaker and spoke in a voice as loud as thunder: "I am Wen Rui from the Jinling Immortal Sect. This island is not some unowned treasure, but my inheritance from the Ten Heavenly Lords of Jiejiao. Go back and tell Dragon King Ao Guang to tell him that the Jin'ao Island in the East China Sea is mine. I, Wen Rui, will take it back today."
Upon hearing Wen Rui's name, the Patrolling Sea Yaksha was greatly surprised and his face changed immediately. He flew up to the sky and slid down to his knees in front of Wen Rui.
The ugly face of the Yaksha smiled as if it had blossomed. He rubbed his hands and said, "So it's my son-in-law. I didn't recognize him. So this island is yours. Even if it's not, if you just ask, His Majesty the Dragon King will give it to you as the princess's dowry."
"Who is your son-in-law!" Wen Rui's forehead was bulging with veins. "Ao Guang, you thief, are you still spreading rumors secretly? I'll let you go this time. Get out of here right now."
"Yes, yes, I will withdraw my troops immediately." Yaksha agreed repeatedly, turned around and pointed at the group of human cultivators below: "Master Wen, what should we do with those human ants below? Do you need me to clean up the garbage for you?"
"Do I need you to commit sins for me?" Wen Rui said unhappily, "God is merciful, do ants deserve to be stepped on? Just get out of here and mind your own business!"
When Yaksha’s flattery failed, he immediately fled into the sea with a group of water soldiers and disappeared without a trace.
The human cultivators breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that the crisis was resolved, but they were unwilling to pass up the treasure trove and stood in the air with their eyes wide open, refusing to leave.
Cui Yan said in a clear voice: "Your Majesty, the Great Saint Wen Xianzun, I am Cui Yan, the head of the Cui family, a cultivation family. Thank you for your justice. I have long heard that the Xianzun is a virtuous and reasonable person, and he treats the demons with kindness and fairness."
Wen Rui asked curiously: "Do you recognize me?"
Cui Yan said: "Your reputation has been spread in the countries surrounding the Ten Thousand Mountains in the southern border of the Southern Continent for a long time. In the past few years, the demons of the Ten Thousand Mountains and the human race have stopped fighting and even started trade. It is all thanks to you who have intimidated the demons and established rules."
Wen Rui nodded suddenly. He claimed that he had always been low-key among the human cultivators. Except for the four major sects of the Chan Sect, ordinary cultivators should not know his name. Even if they knew, they would only know him as a businessman.
It seems that the name of the Great Sage Jie Tian, which was spread among the demon race, has already spread back to the human race. No wonder the Heavenly Court wants to give him an honorary title with this name.
"Since you recognize me, I've saved myself a lot of trouble. If you know what's good for you, just leave now."
Wen Rui said to these casual cultivators of low realms: "Considering that you have worked hard but have been searching for treasure like a monkey trying to catch the moon in vain, I will grant you VIP status in the Chamber of Commerce. You can enjoy a 20% discount on all your purchases in the future." In the world of immortal cultivation, the strong are respected. If other immortals were faced with a group of cultivators whose highest realm was no more than the Nascent Soul Realm, their attitude would be like treating them as ants, and driving them away would be considered a mercy.
Those with a bad temper may seem noisy and disturbing, but the normal attitude is to use a great magical power to turn everything into ashes.
Wen Rui attaches great importance to the accumulation of merits, and would avoid committing the sin of killing if possible, which is why he gives some benefits when persuading people to quit.
Cui Yan refused to leave, and said confidently: "Immortal Lord, even gods have to be reasonable. The treasures of the world belong to those with virtue. You can't just say that this island is yours. It becomes yours. The fact that we can see this treasure island means that this treasure is destined for us. If you rely on your strength to bully the weak and rob us of our opportunities, even God will not tolerate it!"
Wen Rui arrived late and didn't know the whole story, but Taoist Yuheng was furious when he heard it. He immediately stepped forward and scolded, "Cui Yan, you villain, stop making trouble. It's obvious that your Cui family is used to robbing others' luck and strengthening yourselves by plundering opportunities. Now that you are weak, you are here to talk about justice."
"Immortal, that man is a thief who stole the treasure map of my Cui family. I led my clansmen to chase him for a long time and finally caught him before he succeeded in stealing the treasure!"
Cui Yan rolled his eyes and started to talk nonsense: "It can be seen that this treasure island has a deep connection with my Cui family. It is impossible for a mere thief to steal it. The demons praise you as the most fair great sage. I believe you will be even more fair and strict when dealing with the human race."
Wen Rui stroked his beard and laughed, making all the human cultivators feel uneasy.
Cui Yan himself knew that arguing about the word justice with a powerful immortal was like seeking the skin of a tiger. Life and death were unpredictable, and the outcome depended entirely on the other party's mood.
But after a hard fight, the bicycle turned into a motorcycle. He was unwilling to watch the treasure trove in front of him and had to retreat.
Even if there is a risk of angering the immortal, you have to take the risk.
"It's just that you met me. If it were any other immortal, they would have been impatient and crushed you ants."
Wen Rui said: "My Jiejiao believes that everything should have a chance to survive. Since you said that the treasure island is destined for you, then I will give you a chance to meet the chance."
Pointing to the huge island, Wen Rui said, "Go ahead. The treasure is on the island. Go and search for it. You can take away whatever treasures you find."
Cui Yan was overjoyed and kept bowing to express his gratitude. He did not care about making things difficult for Taoist Yuheng and his disciples. As if he was afraid that Wen Rui would go back on his word, he led all his clansmen to fly to Jin'ao Island.
Taoist Yuheng and his disciples stayed where they were.
"Why don't you go treasure hunting?" Wen Rui asked, "I have always kept my word and will never deliberately cut off your chances. No matter what treasure you find, you can take it away with you."
Taoist Yuheng smiled bitterly and said, "I have wasted my whole life, and now I feel like I have just woken up from a dream. Immortal Venerable, I have realized it, and I will take my disciple back to Dian Cang Mountain right now. Fortunately, Cui Yan stopped us, otherwise my master and I would have died if we had rashly gone to the island."
He took out the fragment of the treasure map from his arms, threw it into the vast sea, and sighed: "I was bewildered just now, thinking that the ten heavenly monarchs would leave behind many treasures, but I forgot that these ten are masters of formations. How can a cultivation place not have a killing formation to protect it? Anyone below the Golden Immortal will die if they enter the formation. How can we, cultivators who have not even reached the immortal level, still dream of entering the formation to search for treasures?"
Taoist Yuheng took his disciple and said goodbye to Wen Rui: "This is a glimmer of hope. It is time to turn back. Thank you for your enlightenment, Immortal Venerable!"
(End of this chapter)