Even though we don’t know the cause and effect here, we should have prevented this in advance! But we waited until today, when everyone is dead and the Drought Demon is born, to take action! Is this what you call protecting people!?"

The old Taoist nodded, then split his mouth into a slight smile,

"Then there would be no fun in it."

The Law Enforcement Venerable quickly put away his smile and said coldly,

"Damn it, Mystic Sect! Today I am going to rescue her; let’s see who dares to stop me!"

The old Taoist laughed,

"Alright, alright, I’m bored with living anyway, if you really have the skills, just kill me cleanly and quickly then. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦

But you only have a Blood God’s Son here, I’m afraid you have more heart than strength for this."

The Law Enforcement Venerable swept his sleeve, pointing towards Chen Xuantian,

"Isn’t there a ready body right here?"

Chen Xuantian, "..."

However, the old Taoist remained indifferent,

"Even if you seize his body, so what? I see this boy’s lifespan is nearing its end, clearly stuck at the Golden Core Realm for many years, and now he is covered in scales and wounds, no doubt recently got beaten badly. Even if you seize his body, it still won’t match up to me. Go ahead."

Chen Xuantian protested,

"No, what does this have to do with me? Isn’t it easier to deal with just one Blood God’s Son now? Just take him directly!"

The old Taoist chuckled,

"Then there wouldn’t be any fun in it."

Darn it! Mystic Sect!

The Law Enforcement Venerable’s entire body gathered blood light, as his Blood Clothes whipped around like a hurricane,

"Old thief, no need for nonsense. Even if I only have a Split Soul here! It’s enough to support until my daughter is born!"

"Hehehe, alright then. Poor Taoist will capture you first, then her, so you all can have a family reunion!"

When Chen Xuantian heard these two openly discussing without caring about him, as if treating him as just a tool for entertainment, he figured they were almost done talking, likely going to fight next, no way out, and also sighed, raised his hand,

"Wait a minute!"

Both of them looked at him.

Then Chen Xuantian shouted loudly in urgency,

"I want to sign up! I want to sign up! Let me on the boat! Let me on the boat!"

Both were stunned.

The living dead on the boat lifted their head, as if seeing the three on the roof for the first time, nodded woodenly,

"Please, board the boat."

Chen Xuantian quickly stepped his left foot over his right, flying onto the boat. With one move of Fat Crane Catching Dragon, he booted the refugee on the deck into the water, grabbing a headpiece, dodging a disaster for now.

Sure enough, neither the Demon nor the Taoist stopped him. After all, helping the young lady achieve her Dao and emerge as the Divinity Transformation Female Ba was a mutual understanding between the two parties. Sending this seemingly doomed Golden Core to the young lady for her to devour, wishing her an early escape from misery, was a happy ending for all. Could this mere Golden Core escape with three Divinity Transformation experts surrounding?

In the end, Chen Xuantian was also well-behaved, boarded the boat under the watchful eyes of the Demon and Taoist.

Though the living dead all had faces of death, they were quite polite, probably because death saps their vigor, improving their temperament, escorting Chen Xuantian to the main hall, preparing a lavish final meal for him.

Chen Xuantian glanced at it, and although it couldn’t really be called the mountain and sea delicacies, dishes like braised duck, roasted chicken, and braised elbow were served. If he had eaten this ten years earlier, the table would have been impressive.

"These dishes were all cooked by our young lady herself. What does the young master think?"

Several corpse-faced women hovered by the beams, showering praises on their young lady’s virtuous nature.

Chen Xuantian picked up his chopsticks, poked the elbow, raised his head to look at them,

"Seems like it isn’t cooked through?"

The women quickly said,

"Gang Fist should simmer longer, take it back."

The maids floated in and took away the elbow to cook longer.

Chen Xuantian smiled too, bowing to the already decayed master and lady sitting at the main seat,

"No need to trouble, the good hour has arrived, the auspicious time is rare, let’s just head to the bridal chamber directly."

"Alright, alright, quickly please, quickly please."

Seeing the young master so cooperative, the zombies and skeletons were naturally delighted, playing music, decorating with lanterns and streamers, inviting Chen Xuantian to the backyard garden, toward a large sinister and dark tomb pit that seemed trampled by Brother Billa, entering the bridal chamber, following the tomb path underground for several miles, until they reached a stone wall.

The stone wall was built with bricks patterned with coral stone and yellow stone, the materials processed into uniform size, with murals of sun, moon, stars, four divine beasts, feathered humans, phoenix birds, flying immortals, divine beasts, and processions, banquets, encompassing large colorful frescoes, evidently reaching the outer wall of the tomb.

A group of little ghosts escorted the young master here, afraid to venture further, but Chen Xuantian didn’t mind, after all outside were Double Transformation Gods guarding the entrance with no other way to go, calculating everything, the odds were better fighting this way one on one.

So he didn’t need the ghosts to guide him, casually walked into the tomb with his hands behind his back as if on a sightseeing tour, knocked ’dong dong’ at the stone door.

"Open the door, your young master has arrived."

"Crack crack crack"

With crisp sounds, the tomb door half opened.

Peeking his head in, Chen Xuantian’s scalp tingled.

It turned out to be a statue of a humanoid with double wings, dressed as a flying immortal, standing behind the door, as if it was the one opening it, almost face-to-face with Chen Xuantian.

Moreover...

Retracting the Dual Swords from the maid’s neck, Chen Xuantian, borrowing the sword light, looked at the smooth, featureless face of the statue like a bun, also sighed.

Another one of these plots, it’s never-ending...