Chapter 88: Nüwa Summons the Demons

  "I dare ask, what is your surname and great name, which mountain did you cultivate your body and nature in, and whose disciple are you with great abilities?" Wen Zhong asked about the other's name.

  "Hehe, I'm just a humble and nameless junior, a lone cultivator. People call me Greedy Treasure Daoist, but I'm not comparable to the esteemed disciples of the Upper Clear Orthodox Sect." The tone of this Greedy Treasure Daoist was as if his words were being squeezed out from between his teeth, extremely unpleasant to listen to, yet still somewhat harmonious.

  "Greed and treachery, friend, can you hear my words? This Yuan Futong disregards the great virtues of past emperors, acts arbitrarily, openly rebels, causing the common people to suffer, and the world to be in chaos. His crimes are truly heinous. I hope that you, friend, will understand the greater justice and no longer assist Yuan Futong in his evil deeds. I am deeply grateful."

  "Haha, Master Wen is indeed eloquent. But let's not beat around the bush, I think Lord Yuan is a generous person and a rare friend. I'm willing to help him regardless of the consequences. If you can defeat me, Old Master, then you're free to do as you please. Otherwise, I'll continue to protect Lord Yuan all the way to Changge City."

  When Wen Zhong saw that he couldn't persuade him, he had no choice but to swing the double whips in his hands and strike. Greedy Treasure Taoist was not good at fighting, so he hurriedly dodged and hid behind a paper money offering, which he shook out to cover himself. The paper money grew large as a flower umbrella, hanging down a pale yellow mist that perfectly protected Greedy Treasure from Wen Zhong's whips, no matter how fiercely they struck. Wen Zhong was also extremely anxious, but when Greedy Treasure saw this scene, he smiled slightly and said, "Old Master, if you're stumped at this point, I won't be polite anymore."

  As soon as he finished speaking, Tanbao took out an object from his bosom, about the size of a fist. It was a gold ingot, shining brightly and radiating a warm glow. Tanbao pinched his fingers together, recited an incantation, and sent the ingot flying upwards. The ingot rapidly grew in size, becoming as large as a boulder, and hurtled towards Wen Zhong with great force. Wen Zhong saw the massive gold ingot bearing down on him and had no time to dodge, so he raised his whip to block it.

  But unexpectedly Yuan Bao was extremely heavy, and when he heard that the Taishi was in a hurry, it was difficult to parry, and he only felt that half of his arm had almost lost its sensation. His hands kept trembling, and there were fresh blood on the tiger's mouth, and the whip also fell to the ground. Greedy Treasure saw that one strike was effective, and hurriedly urged Yuan Bao to come again. When Wen Zhong saw that things were not going well, he hastily escaped.

  Yuan Futong's men saw that Greedy Baodao was about to win and hastily urged their elite cavalry to attack, killing indiscriminately across the mountains and plains. At this time, Greedy Baodao picked up Wen Zhong's whip and couldn't stop playing with it, barely concealing his joyful expression. Greedy Baodao was a loose cultivator of the demon tribe who had once accidentally discovered the divine paper money. Using this treasure, he found countless gold. Ordinary cultivators wouldn't have much interest in such mundane things as gold, but Greedy Baodao was born with a fondness for wealth and treasures.

  Tanbao collected countless gold and personally refined all the gold into a yuanbao, this treasure almost had no other use, it was relying on its astonishing weight to crush and smash the opponent to death. Wen Zhong did not add caution and did not expect that such small scattered cultivators would have such a powerful treasure, thus he tasted defeat.

  Countless merchants and soldiers were pursued by Yuan Futong's cavalry, countless deaths, and even more infantry fell behind, captured by Yuan Futong. Originally, Yuan Futong thought that all monks should be like Military Advisor Lu Ya, looking like a fairy wind and bone, how could it be a toad-like appearance? But unexpectedly, the greedy treasure Taoist defeated Wen Zhong's old Taishi as soon as he came out, which made Yuan Futong look at him with admiration and extreme respect. Tanbao was also extremely excited, not only did he defeat Wen Zhong, but also captured Wen Zhong's magic weapon, how could he not be excited?

  Yuan Futong celebrated the victory with fine wine and meat, while Wen Taishi led the defeated soldiers to escape for nearly 300 miles before re-encamping. Wen Zhong was busy reorganizing his troops and also went to invite some Taoist friends to help him.

  The great war in the North Sea was raging, and the Holy Mother Nuwa was not idle. When she learned that King Zhou had written obscene poems in her palace, she was first enraged, but then she understood that King Zhou was just a mortal king, how dare he openly insult the holy one? There must be a big conspiracy behind this.

  Nüwa took out the red fluff ball and a red light shot towards the River of Fate. Nüwa followed the River of Fate, feeling that an inexplicable cause and effect had loosened on her body. She thought for a moment and understood that this was the plan of Tai Shang Lao Jun. However, she still didn't have any evidence, and even if she did, what could she do to Lao Jun? Nüwa knew that this was Lao Jun's intention to use her to trigger a great calamity, which was a very risky thing to do. If things went wrong, she would be burdened with cause and effect. It is said that saints are not afraid of cause and effect, but saints have infinite merits and good fortune to resist it. Saints also have disciples who can transfer the cause and effect.

  However, Nüwa did not establish a sect or have any disciples, and she could not transfer her karma. She could only rely on her own merits and aura to suppress the influence of karma. If she could resolve her karma with Laozi, it would be very tempting. Nüwa silently weighed the pros and cons in her heart.

  Nüwa gazed with her divine eyes and saw that in the direction of Chao Ge, a red light shot up to the sky, and a faint purple gas transformed into a five-clawed dragon shape, protecting the Emperor. Nüwa knew that Zhou's fortune had not yet been exhausted, and she could not take action directly. Her wise eyes turned around, and she thought of a plan in her heart. She took out the Demon- Summoning Flag and lightly waved it.

  The Demon-Subduing Banner is a treasure refined by Emperor Jun, born with the ability to imprison a strand of the demon tribe's primordial spirit, and can restrict all demons. Now it has fallen into Nüwa's hands, just in time to use it to gather the demon tribe. Since the great war between the demon tribe and the witch tribe, the powerful have almost disappeared, and even the remaining big cats and small cats are not many. Moreover, the human tribe occupies the entire Honghuang, and the human tribe and the demon tribe are eternal enemies. How can they not fall into the well and hit the stone? The cultivators of the human tribe spare no effort to suppress and kill the demon tribe.

  The demon clan is now barely holding on, with the highest cultivation being only a few Golden Immortals. They are all gathered at the Palace of Nuwa, listening to her arrangements with trepidation. Nuwa furrowed her brow slightly, and after observing for a while, she secretly instructed three demons - the Thousand-Year Fox Spirit, the Nine-Headed Pheasant Spirit, and the Jade Stone Lute Spirit - to possess humans at an opportune moment and cause chaos in the mortal world of Shang. Once they succeed, she will impart the demon clan's secret techniques to them, allowing them to attain the realm of a Demon God.

  The three demons thanked Nüwa for her kindness, and Nüwa used her great magic to seal the three green lights within their bodies. From then on, no matter who they possessed, no one would be able to see their true demonic form. The three demons left the palace of the Queen of Heaven and each waited for an opportunity to go and wreak havoc on King Zhou's kingdom.

  When refining the Demon Attracting Flag at first, Jiāo Yǐn had made a move. Now, Nǚ Wā's cultivation is really not much higher than Jiāo Yǐn's, and even now she can't feel anything unusual in the flag. So, Jiāo Yǐn relied on that little bit of causal power to manipulate the threads of fate, and peeked at Nǚ Wā's arrangements, knowing it was still the same as before. Nǚ Wā had sent down three demons, and Jiāo Yǐn thought of the nine-tailed fox tribe in Qīng Qiū Mountain, now is a good time to take a walk and meet that old fox.

  The auspicious cloud led the way, and soon they arrived at Qingqiu Mountain. This was undoubtedly a scenic spot in the midst of the desolate wilderness. The mountain was lush and green, with luxuriant vegetation, and various cranes and deer roamed about, creating a picturesque scene that was full of life and vitality.

  At the foot of the mountain, there were several small foxes playing non-stop nearby.