Chapter 202 While Keeping A Low Profile, There Are Traces Of Extravagance

“Jiang Lin’er from the Little Qiong Peak of the Immortal Du Sect, used the Tear of The Previous Life in a bid to marry Wang Fugui of Heaven-Breaking Peak of the Immortal Du Sect.”

In the rear hall of the Moon Elder Hall, Elder Moon mumbled in a serious tone. He summoned a large number of clay figurines from the Immortal Du Sect. Together with starlight, he held onto the Acacia Tree.

Little Qiong Peak is the peak of Changshou… Elder Moon smiled calmly and began to carefully investigate the in-laws of the Immortal Du Sect. Elder Moon was only in charge of managing the marriage. When the marriage was completed, there was only one name, the birth date, and the birth characters. Then, there was the location of their residence and the basic ‘social connections’. The Heavenly Dao only allowed Elder Moon to know about those aspects. However, Elder Moon could roughly deduce that person’s age and deduce some simple relationships through their birthdays.

Soon, he found the four clay figurines in the Little Qiong Peak. Their relationship was clear.

“According to her age, this should be my young friend Changshou’s Grandmaster, Jiang Lin’er.” Elder Moon held his beard and sighed softly. He looked at Jiang Lin’er’s marriage clay figurines and saw six other clay figurines close to her. Among them, five clay figurines stuck out the red string, and the red string was already near Jiang Lin’er’s marriage clay figurine. However, Jiang Lin’er’s clay figurine stuck out a red string on her right hand and reached towards the sixth clay figurine. He was now focused on the clay figurine of Wang Fugui from the Heaven-Breaking Peak.

On Wang Fugui’s left ankle, there was a red string that was wrapped around it. It was far away from the red string that Jiang Lin’er had shot out. However, the gap between the two of them was too great. Elder Moon pinched his fingers and deduced. Following that, he learned that the two red ropes had been connected before. However, they were broken later.

“So that’s the case.”

Elder Moon stroked his beard and pondered. At this moment, Wang Fugui was already surrounded by Dao runes. It was a sign that he was approaching the Golden Immortal realm.

Elder Yue’s cultivation level was limited, and the Heavenly Dao powers he could use were limited. If he wanted to activate the red string for a Golden Immortal, he would suffer quite a bit of backlash. Furthermore, he would easily be deduced by the other party. Both of them had feelings for each other. However, there was a gap between their red strings.

Under such circumstances, even if one of them had already become a Golden Immortal, as long as he, Elder Moon, took action, he would be able to facilitate a marriage…

Although Elder Moon had announced to all that he could not touch a Golden Immortal’s marriage, he still had to analyze the situation in detail. “But this Wang Fugui is about to undergo his tribulation… If he does not become a Golden Immortal, wouldn’t that make the Changshou’s Grandmaster become a widow?

How can the Dao Fruit of Longevity be so easy to obtain?”

Elder Moon was instantly in a dilemma. He wanted to appear in the dream of his young friend Changshou to persuade the latter to tell his Grandmaster to wait for Wang Fugui to become a Golden Immortal. Then, he would help to matchmake them. That would be considered safe.

However…

Forget it. Since Jiang Lin’er is interested and has used the Tear of The Previous Life, I’ll just help her. Elder Moon started to operate. He took out the gold scissors from his Heavenly Dao Card and cut off the red string on Wang Fugui’s feet. Then, he wrapped the red string around Wang Fugui’s wrist and drew it near Jiang Lin’er’s red string. There were a lot of details to it! Elder Moon would not tell an ordinary immortal about their marriage even if he had already formed it. The two of them would be bound by a red string and the fate of marriage would bring them together. If the red string was wrapped around the clay figurine’s wrist, it meant that the marriage was beneficial to the clay figurine. If the red string of marriage was tied to their ankles, it meant that the marriage would drag them down.

If he had directly accepted it just now, Jiang Lin’er would have implicated Wang Fugui. However, Jiang Lin’er from the Little Qiong Peak of the Immortal Du Sect, and Wang Fugui of the Heaven-Breaking Peak of the Immortal Du Sect were considered related and beneficial to each other… This was the greatest effect of Elder Moon’s deity position! Speaking of the differences in the position of the red strings, there were actually other special situations…

If there was a red string around one’s neck, it meant that that marriage would cause their death.

If there was a red string around one’s waist, it meant that he would be completely passive in that marriage. Of course, Elder Moon was not the only one who could change it. The red string could also move on its own…

Elder Moon looked at the only painting with three stars revolving around the moon of the Immortal Du Sect not far away. At that moment, a red string on Li Changshou’s ankle was shifted to his wrist… Although only the tip of Li Changshou’s red string had emerged, Elder Moon was an old immortal official. Naturally, he could tell. After dealing with Wang Fugui’s red string, Elder Moon took out the Acacia Treasure Tree and gently poked Jiang Lin’er’s clay figurine with it…

In the straw hut by the lake on Little Qiong Peak of the Immortal Du Sect, Jiang Lin’er suddenly ran out of the house. She held onto the door frame, bit her lips, and looked at the Heaven-Breaking Peak.

She was dressed in a loose robe, and her hair was smooth like her hair.

In front of the Pill Furnace in the Pill Chamber, Li Changshou, who was paying attention to the commotion on Little Qiong Peak, frowned and looked around. What happened to his Grandmaster?

Then, he heard the soft voice of his little Grandmaster…

“You heartless Wang Fugui… Why don’t you know what I mean…”

Wang Fu!

Ahem!

Li Changshou nearly spewed out his immortal powers and nearly blew up the Pill Furnace Elder Wan Linyun gave him! What the hell is Wang Fugui? Is that the original name of Exalted Wang Qing? Li Changshou could not help but support his forehead with one hand. Exalted Wang Qing’s level of naming himself is amazing!

On the other side, in the rear hall of the Elder Moon Hall, Elder Moon hummed a smug tune as he tied the red string that had already grown out of the clay figurine of Jiang Lin’er, with that of Exalted Wang Qing’s clay figurine.

He pulled out a string from his wedding robe and tied a knot in his heart. Then, he smiled in satisfaction.

It was a dead knot. Being able to bring an immortal couple together made him feel very happy. Following that, Elder Moon recalled the other knot in his heart.

After returning the clay figurines from the Immortal Du Sect, Elder Moon took out Ao Yi and Jiang Si’er’s clay figurines.

“Yo…”

They’re already getting linked together? Not bad, not bad. Elder Moon looked at the two clay figurines that were leaning against each other and nodded with a smile. Eh? Why did another red string appear beside the clay figurine of the Little Dragon Prince?

Elder Moon frowned slightly. He looked at the red string and immediately saw the clay figurine that had appeared out of nowhere.

Wait, why does the red string moving towards Dragon Prince Ao Yi’s clay figurine belong to… a human man!?!

“This?”

Elder Moon pinched his fingers to calculate and pulled the clay figurine over. The scissors in her hand cracked and she decisively cut the red rope short! “It’s fine if a woman is thinking about Changshou’s good friend, but there’s actually a man! The days of the prehistoric times have passed, and the hearts of people are in turmoil!”

However, just as Elder Moon had cut off the red string, the string on the clay figurine’s wrist grew into a new red string at a visible speed. It reached out again…

Little Dragon Prince…

“You still dare to grow?” Elder Moon glared at him and rolled up his sleeves. He cut it with scissors again.

“It’s still long!”

Crack!

“Hey, can’t I treat you?!”

Thus, half a day later… as the sun rose in the east, the Primordial World welcomed the first dry wave of the heat emitted by the sun.

In the Elder Moon Hall of the Heavenly Courts, Elder Moon’s eyes were bloodshot. He glared at the two clay figurines, and the ground was covered in red ropes.

At that moment, the 612th red string grew out from the wrist of the clay figurine named Bian Zhuang again. It stubbornly reached out…

The Second Prince of the East Ocean Dragon Palace, Ao Yi! It was not that Elder Moon had not seen philanderers before.

However, to be able to reach that stage, one would have suffered hundreds of setbacks. Yet he was still so persistent! Elder Moon had never seen such a sentimental, stubborn, and loyal person! How many emotions are hidden in this clay figurine? Is it made up of emotions? However, the problem is… “You used the wrong Dao, Bian Zhuang!”

Elder Moon stomped his feet in anger and scolded, “If you’re a woman, I’ll talk to my young friend Changshou and get him to ask the Second Prince of the Dragon Palace to get a concubine. But you! You! Wow, I’m really infuriated!”

At that moment, the elder boy from the Elder Moon Hall hurriedly reported. “Master! General Dongmu has arrived on a cloud!”

“Oh?”

Elder Moon’s mind jolted. She looked at the red strings all over the place and flicked her sleeves. The red strings turned into pink light and dissipated silently.

“I’ll deal with you when I return!”

Elder Moon turned around and walked out of the hall after adjusting her long robe.

Half a month ago, in Daoist Wen Jing’s Cave Abode at the foot of the spiritual mountain of the Aparagodānīya Continent. She was dressed in a light blue dress with a short skirt embroidered with silk. Daoist Wen Jing stood in front of the full-length mirror that was casually formed and carefully observed her own reflection.

Should I dress up like this when I see that man in the future? Although I don’t like to please him, I only admire him. That’s the case even if he is the strongest among the disciples of the Saint. “But in the end, it would be a wonderful thing if I could make him kneel by my feet.”

“Hahaha, hahahaha!”

Daoist Wen Jing laughed out loud.

Suddenly, a golden ray of light flew over from the spiritual mountain and landed in front of Daoist Wen Jing, forming a wooden tablet. Daoist Wen Jing immediately stopped laughing. The corners of his mouth twitched as he casually shattered the mirror in front of him. The fragments turned into drops of water and landed in the treasure pool. She raised her hand and tapped it on the wooden tablet. Then, she heard an old voice from inside.

“On the day of the wedding of Ao Yi from the East Ocean Dragon Palace, you will have to bring six thousand puppets, twenty thousand Blood Mosquitoes, and cooperate with the Sea Clan’s rebellion army. You will then pretend to attack the South Ocean Dragon Palace and transfer the experts from the dragon race out of the East Ocean Dragon Palace.” Daoist Wen Jing said softly, “Yes, I understand.” “Yes, after I’m done with this matter, I will naturally ask Teacher to give you credit. You just have to work hard for us. The Western Sect will ensure your safety. However, if you dare to have second thoughts… Hmph!” “You’re joking.” The corners of Daoist Wen Jing’s lips curled as he continued to smile. “If I don’t have this place to protect me, how can there be a place for me in this world?” “Yes, good that you know.” A response came from the wooden tablet. Then, it turned into a ray of golden light and flew away.

Useless!

Daoist Wen Jing cursed in her heart. Her mood had obviously become much worse.

Such an obvious feint. Do you think the dragon race can’t tell?

Even if the dragon race can’t tell, can they hide from the sharp eyes of that little man?

Pretending to attack the South Ocean Dragon Palace and luring him away before attacking Ao Yi’s wedding…

This seems like a good plan, but in reality, there are many loopholes. If the Sea Clan rebels want to severely injure the dragon race, why did they not gather their strength and attack the East Ocean Dragon Palace?

If it was Daoist Wen Jing who had made the arrangements, she would have chosen the North Ocean Dragon Palace, which was the weakest in the Dragon Palaces of the Four Seas, and attacked the North Ocean Dragon Palace with all her might. She would be ruthless to the dragon race!

She would then send a few disciples of the Saint to the East Ocean and spread the ‘Demon-Expelling’ technique. She will then turn the remnant souls of the dragon race experts who had filled the eye of the sea into demonic barriers, and create trouble for the East Ocean Dragon Palace…

This pair of dragons is definitely a heavy hammer!

It is very likely that they might directly collapse. He is now a powerful dragon!

At that time, wouldn’t the Western Sect just extend their branches and subdue the dragon race?

Unfortunately, you have already lost me, the wise and resourceful Queen. Daoist Wen Jing swept her sleeves and floated back to her bed.

She originally wanted to send a message to the Sea God of the South Ocean and continue to perform for herself, but Daoist Wen Jing subconsciously… stabilized it first.

She deliberately waited for half a month. Through the Blood Mosquito puppets scattered around the Sea Clan rebels, she confirmed that her plan was real. Only then did she use her mystical ability. She activated a Blood Mosquito hidden in the essence soul of a fish demon near Anshui City in the South Continent. It silently drifted towards Anshui City.

In the sky above the Sea God Temple, Daoist Wen Jing was still thinking of using the same trick to find the old temple devotee whom she had controlled previously to disgust the Sea God.

However, after sensing for a while, she realized… that the Sea God was in today and was meeting guests in the rear hall of the Sea God Temple. Daoist Wen Jing sneered and floated to the rear hall of the Sea God Temple. She landed on the roof beam and looked at the three white-haired old men. On the main seat, the white-robed, kind-looking, and thin old man was naturally the incarnation of the Sea God of the South Ocean and the little Daoist Master of Ren School. He was also her current goal and the one who controlled her future fate. The other two people were dressed in a blue robe and a red wedding robe respectively. The former was in the Golden Immortal realm, while the latter was in the Heaven Immortal realm. They were emitting astonishing auras…

Heavenly Dao Merit!

Daoist Wen Jing was instantly moved. However, just as she was about to move, she heard Li Changshou’s voice.

“These two are important officials of the Heavenly Court. Are you sure you want to poke them?”

The Blood Mosquito instantly stopped moving. Daoist Wen Jing, who was far away in the Cave Abode in the Aparagodānīya Continent, curled her lips and chuckled awkwardly.

However, that scene made Daoist Wen Jing believe what Li Changshou had said.

The two important officials of the Heavenly Courts were discussing with the Sea God of the South Ocean about the details of their visit to the East Ocean Dragon Palace and sending many messages to Daoist Wen Jing…

Sea God was truly an important figure in the Heavenly Courts. That was not Li Changshou’s plan. It was just that two groups of guests had coincidentally arrived…

It was a good thing that Daoist Wen Jing could see more hope.

Counting the days, Daoist Wen Jing should have come to tell him about the arrangements for Ao Yi’s wedding.

Li Changshou did not think too much about it. He felt that he would know about it later. He continued to discuss with General Dongmu and his loyal friend, Elder Moon, the details of the congratulatory gifts for Ao Yi, Elder Moon’s congratulatory words and the number of Heavenly Generals and Heavenly Soldiers from the Heavenly Courts who would attend…

The Heavenly Courts congratulated Ao Yi on the East Ocean Dragon Palace’s wedding. After the Jade Emperor issued his orders, it was officially established. The team leader was General Dongmu. The deputy team leader was the Sea God of the South Ocean who had yet to become a righteous god. The person in charge of the team… was naturally Elder Moon. General Dongmu pondered for a while and gave a suggestion tactfully… “Fellow Daoist Moon, your cultivation level isn’t too high. You can be considered a civilian role in the Heavenly Courts. Should I send a few Golden Immortal realm generals to escort you?” Li Changshou glanced at Elder Moon. He was afraid that he would feel awkward. However, Elder Moon only smiled and nodded. “The Heavenly Courts… do they have any?” “Of course there are, although there aren’t many.” “Then I’ll have to trouble General Dongmu to invite the two experts to go together.” Li Changshou said seriously, “General Dongmu, remember this. Although His Majesty has arranged for the three of us to deal with this matter, we cannot make any decisions at will. We will not decide presumptuously and we will only submit to His Majesty’s decision. Now that the Heavenly Courts do not have many matters to attend to, don’t be afraid of trouble. When the Heavenly Courts resume their operations, we can then complete the matter and report it to His Majesty.” General Dongmu and Elder Moon thought for a while and nodded. Daoist Wen Jing snorted secretly. This fellow really knows a lot. She was originally a little bored, but when she saw a painting hanging in the middle hall, she subconsciously took a few glances.

In a daze, Daoist Wen Jing felt a sharp sword intent. Her entire body trembled as cold sweat drenched her dress…

T-this is!?!

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