I Only Want to Lie Flat But Am Forced to Cultivate Immortality-Chapter 242 - 137: Transmission Hall, Paving the Way_2

"You old bastard—"

Familiar cursing rang out, shattering the lofty image of the divine bird in an instant.

The Golden Simurgh had never been threatened with an Assist Soldier Spell before; this was a first.

Angrily stepping out of the Yin Yang Realm, it hadn’t yet had time to lash out when it forcibly swallowed the remaining profanities.

For no other reason than the fact that the person wielding the spell was someone it couldn’t defeat.

"Golden Simurgh, I need you to deliver a message..."

The Golden Chicken grumbled but did not dare to refuse.

It’s said that when you take someone’s food, you lose your edge; when you accept their coin, your hands are tied, and now it even wants to pluck the feathers of the person cursing it, so it pretended to be confused.

Once Xu Qing had finished delivering all the instructions, the Golden Simurgh finally couldn’t help but say something to him before leaving.

The gist of it was that next time Xu invited an immortal, he should say some pleasing words and avoid the martial tone, as it was too embarrassing.

Sun Erzhuang didn’t understand bird language, so he asked the nearby tiger, "What did that chicken cluck cluck about?"

Guan Dazhuang responded mysteriously, "That chicken is a messenger; as long as the message is delivered, it will be recorded on the new temple register. From now on, the incense flames from the Mountain Monarch Temple will merge into the main temple, and we will be part of the Cat Immortal Hall."

...

Without further words through the night, as soon as dawn broke, Xu Qing took some silver coins and handed them to Sun Erzhuang, saying:

"Use this money for the temple repairs. From now on, you will be responsible for matters concerning the hall..."

In addition to connecting people with the Cat Immortal Hall, the hall could occasionally also bring business to his Funeral Shop, a side benefit that allowed Sun Erzhuang to earn some compensation through his fortune-telling.

As for Guan Dazhuang, he would be paid in incense.

In the past few days, incense never stopped flowing into Xu Qing’s Immortal Hall’s Dharma Realm.

Xu Qing could roughly guess the source of this incense; mostly it was because the matter of the Child-Giving Temple had spread, and the Cat Immortal Hall eliminating a major evil naturally led to people burning incense in gratitude.

By the third day, most of the immortals from various routes who could come had arrived.

Sun Erzhuang acted as the cook, setting up pots and preparing meals in the Mountain Monarch Temple. The celestial feast wasn’t usually complex, but today’s guests included not only immortals but also incense attendants and disciples from various Immortal Halls.

These people were quite influential in their respective villages, recognizable far and wide.

And now, they had all gathered at the Mountain Monarch Temple to witness, aiming to clear its old impression among the people and to establish the reputation of the Cat Immortal Hall.

A celestial feast sounds lofty, but to Xu Qing, it was no different from a village banquet.

Xu Qing, being the Grand Sect Leader of the Cat Immortal Hall, dined in the Incense Hall with the spokespeople from other Immortal Halls.

Other immortals and incense attendants were seated by rank, some in side rooms attached to the Incense Hall, others outside in the courtyard at the feast.

During the feast, Old Mustache Huang held a cup of fine red grain wine, offering it to Xu Qing.

"I’ve long known that Daoist Xu is no ordinary person. That old shepherd is incredibly sly, and the nun from the Child-Giving Temple is even more venomous than a snake..."

Before Old Mustache Huang could finish his sentence, Willow Immortal protested. fгeewebnovёl.com

"Old fool, make yourself clear, who’s venomous?"

Realizing his slip-up, Old Mustache Huang quickly corrected, "The nun—definitely the nun is venomous! All Daoist Willow Immortals have hearts of gold..."

After apologizing, Old Mustache Huang continued, "Since Daoist Xu arrived, he solved all these troubling matters. In just a few days, even the Tiger Demon causing havoc on Old Platform Mountain was dealt with by Daoist Xu... I, Old Mustache Huang, have never admired anyone, but Daoist Xu is the first."

Xu Qing smiled warmly at the flattering old Yellow Weasel.

It’s said that people grow cunning with age, horses grow sly, and old Yellow Weasels are both sly and shrewd.

Back then, he agreed to help the Yellow Weasels of Yellow Stripe Mountain deal with the hidden dangers left by hunters, accepting some boiled eggs and wolf hair as a deposit, but Old Mustache Huang never paid the remaining due.

Now this old rascal wants to brush over the matter with some flattering words.

That won’t do!

Xu Qing addressed everyone present, saying: "I’m not as kind-hearted as Daoist Huang implies. I punished the old shepherd because Daoist Huang asked the Cat Immortal Hall for help, and burned down the Child-Giving Temple because the shepherd had connections with them. As for the Tiger Demon of Old Platform Mountain..."

"The Guan brothers who asked for my help are honest and sincere. To repay their kindness, they came to the Cat Immortal Hall to help manage this branch temple."

Xu Qing looked at Old Mustache Huang whose mustache was visibly shaking and smiled more gently, "In my view, Daoist Huang, you are also an honest and sincere immortal."

Old Mustache Huang forced a laugh, "Daoist Xu is right, I naturally won’t forget such favors."

"Look at you, Daoist Huang. Am I the type to dwell on trivial matters?" Xu Qing paused before continuing, "But speaking of which, I do have a minor favor to ask of Daoist Huang."

Seeing all the immortals watching him, Old Mustache Huang had no choice but to respond bravely, "Please speak, Daoist Xu. If it’s within my power, I certainly won’t decline."

"It’s no big deal, just that my Cat Immortal Hall is missing a chief for its Transmission Hall."

The Transmission Hall, one of the ten main halls of an Immortal Hall, primarily handles message delivery, cargo transportation, and other errands, usually managed by Huang Immortals.

Upon hearing this, Old Mustache Huang opened his eyes wide and his mustache trembled, "You want me to be your messenger errand boy?"

"If Daoist Huang prefers, it can be arranged." Xu Qing smacked his lips, "Even though your limbs are somewhat aged, I wouldn’t mind."

How could anyone say such a thing!

Bewildered, Old Mustache Huang asked, "Since Daoist Xu doesn’t intend this, why bring up the Transmission Hall..."

Xu Qing looked cheerfully towards the other side of the Incense Hall, where a young Yellow Weasel was serving dishes.

Old Mustache Huang had countless offspring, but the exceptionally gifted, capable of handling matters at a young age, there was only one.

"That young lad looks promising. If Daoist Huang doesn’t mind, why not send him to me for a few years of training? I just happen to need a chief for the Transmission Hall."

...

By the end of the feast, Xu Qing had a smart young Yellow Weasel at his side.

Human lives are brief, those who work in the Galloping Immortal discipline are even shorter-lived.

Old Mustache Huang just thought of sending his grandson to Xu Qing for a few days. Once Xu Qing aged and became ineffective, his grandson could still return to his side.

Thinking of this made Old Mustache Huang happy again.

Xu Qing was equally pleased.

He imagined that the young weasel would eventually take his grandfather’s place. When Old Mustache Huang grew aged and passed away, all the Yellow Weasels of Yellow Stripe Mountain would be incorporated into the Cat Immortal Hall.

With such a foundation, Xuan Yu’s future cultivation path would be much smoother. His Funeral Shop would also have more eyes and ears, potentially allowing him to grasp major and minor affairs of the Jin Sect without leaving his home...

Once all the Immortal disciples had feasted and satiated themselves, they carried Guan Xiaohu’s body and began parading through the village.

Initially, some curious villagers were skeptical, but when they saw the large tiger’s corpse and reputable shamans and divine men from various villages vouching for them, they believed wholeheartedly.

These days, there’s little entertainment; even minor incidents can be exaggerated hugely, not to mention the major event of eliminating the Tiger Demon harming people on Old Platform Mountain!

Galloping Immortal disciples have varied personalities; some are manic, some resemble beggars by the roadside, even the neat and tidy ones have quirky tendencies.

It’s normally difficult to gather these people together due to deep-seated grudges among shamans, divine men, and Galloping Immortal disciples.

For example, Gray Immortal disciples often clash with Willow Immortal disciples, and Huang Immortal disciples aren’t very friendly with Feng Immortal disciples.

Thus, it’s usually hard to gather these people or immortals.

But Xu Qing was different; the recent activities of the Cat Immortal Hall were significant enough to garner attention, actions that others wanted to do but didn’t dare. Xu Qing had eliminated the long-standing menace in the Jin Sect, naturally earning the approval of Galloping Immortal disciples.

As for the immortals...

Strength is the ultimate logic; Immortal Hall factions rely on power and connections. If an individual couldn’t win, they would invite immortals. If that wasn’t enough, they would invite more.

The strength of the Cat Immortal Hall was evident, so local immortals were naturally eager to make allies.

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