I am a boss in the world of nine uncles

"You help me cheer up Brother Chang, and I'll help you send the Jade Lotus Pillar down to the mortal realm," the Third Holy Mother suggested softly after a long silence.

Qin Yao raised an eyebrow and transmitted his voice to the Lotus Lantern, saying, "Weren't you suppressed in Mount Hua by Erlang Shen? How can you still operate?"

The Third Holy Mother said, "Half a month later, the Heavenly Dog will devour the sun, the universe will be reversed, the magnetic poles of the human world will undergo tremendous changes, and the magic array that seals me will also weaken to the extreme."

At that time, I will be able to control the Lotus Lantern remotely and connect it to the Lotus Jade Pillar.

In this way, the jade pillar will sense the aura of the Lotus Lantern, and the celestial messenger guarding the jade pillar will most likely bring it down to the mortal realm.

Qin Yao: "..."

In the original novel of The Legend of the Lotus Lantern, there is indeed a plot involving a celestial dog devouring the sun.

However, the core of this plot is that Tian Lei used the Heavenly Dog Devouring the Sun to find the Lotus Lantern, which is meaningless to him now that he has the Lotus Lantern, so it was ignored.

Unexpectedly, this could be done in such a way that the celestial messenger guarding the jade pillar would willingly bring the treasure down to the mortal realm.

Then the problem is coming.

Will the celestial messenger guarding the jade pillar descend to the mortal realm?
The answer is yes.

The reason is that the celestial messenger guarding the jade pillar is the female protagonist, Ta Xue, whose most prominent characteristic is that she loves to meddle in other people's business, let alone matters concerning the Lotus Lantern.

"Deal!" Qin Yao immediately transmitted his voice.

"Then... I'll entrust Chang-ge and Chen-xiang to you." The Third Holy Mother secretly breathed a sigh of relief and said softly.

"Don't worry, with me here, their hard times are over," Qin Yao solemnly promised.

The Holy Mother of the Three Realms: "..."

A blink of an eye.

Mid-morning.

More than a dozen men of different ages and dressed in different clothes gathered at the entrance of the Chen residence and stepped into the courtyard together, shouting.

Inside the room, Chenxiang, who was trying to persuade her father to eat, felt a sudden sinking feeling in her heart. She silently put down her chopsticks and quickly went out.

"Chenxiang, we heard you've found a good godfather and become successful. Now you can pay back the money you owe us, right?"

Upon seeing him, a man in a blue shirt shook the abacus in his hand and said with a smile.

Chenxiang forced a smile and clasped his hands in greeting, saying, "Gentlemen, my godfather's money belongs to him, while I am still penniless."

Please wait a little longer. Once I've mastered the art of exorcising demons and can earn money by doing so, I will go door to door and pay back all the money I owe."

“Isn’t that right?” a man in gray said. “I heard that your godfather gave you a gold brick? If you exchanged that gold brick for silver, we could probably pay off all our debts.”

Chenxiang shook his head and patiently explained, "Those gold bricks weren't for paying back the money..."

"If it's not for paying back the money, what is it for? Enough of this nonsense. In short, now that you have money, you have to pay it back. Otherwise, we're going to stay at your place and never leave," a fat man interrupted rudely.

Agarwood: "..."

"Chenxiang, come inside and get the money." Suddenly, a dignified voice rang out from the guest room, causing the courtyard to fall silent.

“Godfather, I…” Chenxiang began, his face flushed.

He felt he owed his godfather too much, and if he continued to owe him, he would never be able to repay it all.

"Have you forgotten what I told you? A real man doesn't have to be all-powerful, but he also can't be all fussy and indecisive," Qin Yao said calmly. "So, don't make me call you a second time."

Chenxiang took a deep breath and turned to look at the creditors in front of him: "Wait here, I'll go get the money for you!"

Inside the east wing, Liu Yanchang, sitting blankly in a chair, showed a slight change in expression. His emotions were even more complex than on the day he parted from the Third Holy Mother...

But what he didn't know was that at this moment, his subtle change in expression also caught Qin Yao's eye, causing the corners of his mouth to curve slightly upwards.

Is there any greater sorrow than a broken heart?

Even if it dies, I'll still bring it back to life for you!
When it comes to creating hilarious moments, who can compare to the Prophet?
A moment later, Chenxiang, having seen off the creditor with ingots of silver, turned and went to the guest room, where he knelt down with a thud and kowtowed heavily.

"Thank you so much, godfather... I can never repay your great kindness in this lifetime. From now on, my life belongs to you."

In the past, Chenxiang couldn't understand why anyone would be willing to die for someone else, but now he does.

When you are at your lowest, most desperate, and most painful moment, a great person who seems unattainable to you suddenly appears, rescuing you from your predicament. Moreover, he pulls you out of your predicament more than once, giving you food, water, and a life of unimaginable comfort.

Such a favor would make one willing to die for it!
Qin Yao slowly approached Chen Xiang, lifted him up with one hand as if he were a chick, and said:
"I don't want your life, I want you to live well, to achieve great things, and even to ascend to the ranks of immortals; I want you to stand out from the crowd, and even look down upon the most outstanding talents."

Chenxiang was stunned.

To be among the immortals?

Looking down on the arrogant and proud?

me?

Just as he was in a daze, Qin Yao said again, "From today onwards, I will teach you immortal techniques and methods. You must cultivate diligently. Don't embarrass me, don't embarrass my sect."

Chenxiang had no idea how she was feeling; her mind was completely blank.

Standing by the window, Liu Yanchang, who had unknowingly come to eavesdrop, suddenly laughed. But as he laughed, tears began to fall, wetting the ground beneath his feet...

"Brother Liu?"

To his surprise, just as he was expressing his true feelings, a familiar voice suddenly rang out from behind him.

Liu Yanchang paused slightly, turned around and looked back. After seeing the figure in red in front of him, he immediately turned and walked towards his room.

"Brother Liu, it's been twenty years, and you still won't forgive me?" the woman in red couldn't help but shout.

Inside the guest room, Chenxiang suddenly turned her head and said, "It's Aunt Piaopiao."

Qin Yao narrowed his eyes slowly, having no interest in communicating with this woman who was infatuated with Liu Yanchang, and said, "Go and greet her first, and I will teach you the cultivation technique when you come back."

“Yes, Godfather,” Chenxiang said, bowing.

In the courtyard, seeing that Liu Yanchang wouldn't stop for her even a moment, Piaopiao gritted her teeth, preparing to rush over and grab him, when suddenly a shout rang in her ears: "Aunt Piaopiao..."

Piao Piao paused slightly, looking in the direction of the voice: "Chen Xiang, are you alright?"

“I’m fine,” Chenxiang said. “In the past ten years or so, there hasn’t been a day better than now.”

Piaopiao: "..."

This was the first time she had heard such words from this child. After a moment of stunned silence, a question arose in her mind: "What, has something good happened recently?"

"Yes."

Chenxiang smiled and said, "I met a benefactor who was willing to mentor me, and my fate changed from then on."

Piao Piao blinked, and said with some concern, "Is it a scam?"

Chenxiang said, "What kind of swindler would help me pay off all my family's debts? Including those old debts from years ago."

Piaopiao: "..."

This is true.

After all, in the eyes of a normal person, even if they sold Chenxiang and his son, it wouldn't be enough to pay off those old debts.

"Aunt Piaopiao, I remember all the kindness you've shown me. When I've mastered my skills and am able to earn a lot of money on my own, I will definitely repay you many times over." Seeing her dazed and confused expression, Chenxiang said resolutely.

Piao Piao suddenly snapped out of her daze, took a deep look at Liu Yanchang's room, and waved her hand, saying:
“I have never expected anything in return for what I have done for you and your father, so you don’t need to take it to heart. Alright, I should go now. Take good care of your father.” “I’ll see you off,” Chenxiang said quickly.

That night.

The cold moon hangs like a hook.

Liu Yanchang silently changed into clean clothes, slung a cloth bag over his shoulder, tiptoed out of the room, carefully lifted the wooden ladder, and gently placed it against the wall.

Just as he was about to climb, a voice suddenly rang out behind him: "Where are you going?"

Liu Yanchang's heart skipped a beat, and he slowly turned around: "It's so late, why aren't you asleep yet?"

"I'm afraid you'll cause me trouble, so I don't dare to sleep," Qin Yao said, gazing at his face in the courtyard.

Liu Yanchang lowered his head and looked down, not daring to look him in the eye: "How could I cause you trouble?"

"How could I not? I promised the Holy Mother that I would help you get back on your feet."

"So whether you're going out drinking or gambling, you're causing me trouble," Qin Yao said.

"You promised the Third Holy Mother?" Liu Yanchang was taken aback, then asked urgently, "Have you met the Third Mother?"

Qin Yao shook his head: "I've never seen it, but immortals can transmit their voices over thousands of miles."

Liu Yanchang's eyes suddenly lit up, and he pleaded, "Could you let me talk to Third Sister too? Please, I beg you."

As he spoke, his legs went weak, and he was about to kneel down in front of Qin Yao.

Qin Yao used magic to freeze his body and calmly said, "Don't kneel. If kneeling could make your wishes come true, what would be the point of working hard?"
As for meeting her, that depends on your performance. If you behave well, I'll take you to see her.

Liu Yanchang instantly became agitated: "I can still see her? But, but..."

"But what?" Qin Yao asked.

“But for you, isn’t this a violation of the heavenly rules?” Liu Yanchang said.

"You don't need to worry about that. Since I dared to make this promise to you, I have the ability to mitigate the risks," Qin Yao said, waving his hand.

Liu Yanchang asked, "Then, what should I do?"

"Live well, and be good to Chenxiang," Qin Yao said.

A hint of shame flashed across Liu Yanchang's face: "Thank you."

Qin Yao waved his hand: "It's late, go back inside. I'm here, and hope is here."

Liu Yanchang bowed deeply, turned and went back to his room, his previous arrogance completely gone.

The next day.

Chenxiang stretched and got out of bed. Just as she stepped out of the room, she saw a figure busy in the kitchen, a figure that seemed both familiar and unfamiliar.

He was stunned for a moment, then rubbed his eyes in disbelief and blinked several times before finally confirming that the person busy in the kitchen early in the morning was indeed his own father.

This scene was even more astonishing to him than seeing a ghost!
"You're awake. Go wash up, we'll eat later."

A moment later, Liu Yanchang also spotted him and said with a smile.

Chenxiang was even more astonished, even shocked.

He hadn't seen a smile on his father's face for many years.

Is this really his own father?

"What's wrong?" Liu Yanchang asked, puzzled, seeing him standing there blankly.

“Father, how… how…” Chenxiang stammered.

Liu Yanchang said with a smile, "Father has hope now. With hope, a person changes."

Chenxiang still didn't quite understand and pressed for an answer: "What hope?"

“The hope your godfather gave you,” Liu Yanchang said.

Agarwood: "..."

If this is a dream, I only wish that I would never wake up from it.

“Fellow Daoist, fellow Daoist…”

Not long after, just as Qin Yao, Liu Yanchang, and Liu Chenxiang were having dinner together, a loud voice suddenly rang out throughout the Liu residence.

“It’s that Master Tian Lei.” Chen Xiang remembered the voice and immediately said.

Qin Yao silently put down his chopsticks and stood up with a smile: "Come with me to greet them."

Upon hearing this, Liu Yanchang also stood up and said, "I'll go too."

Chenxiang grinned, his eyes brimming with joy and happiness.

In the blink of an eye, the three of them arrived in the courtyard and saw the father and daughter coming together, smiling before they even spoke.

"Fellow Daoist Tian, ​​what brings you here?" Qin Yao bowed and asked in a loud voice.

Tian Lei responded, "I bought a manor nearby and would like to invite you to visit me."

Qin Yao nodded and glanced sideways, saying, "Chenxiang, you and your father can continue eating. I'm going to see Master Tian."

In the original work, Tian Lei is not only a master of agarwood, but also a great inventor with a craftsman-level scientific research spirit.

He can invent flying machines, sensors, and a whole host of strange and wonderful things.

This kind of genius is almost equivalent to the master craftsman of the Mohist school; it possesses immense value in itself…

"Master, I want to go too." At this moment, Chenxiang said longingly.

Liu Yanchang smiled and said, "Master Qin, I can take care of it myself."

Qin Yao chuckled: "Alright then... Daoist Tian, ​​please go first."

Tian Lei chuckled and said, "Let's go, let's go, I'll lead the way."

As they were talking, the four of them walked out of the Liu residence together. Unexpectedly, a black light suddenly descended from the sky and manifested in front of the door as a flower-clad demon king with a rough face but a very effeminate temperament, staring at the four of them with his crimson eyes.

Tian Lei swiftly took out a bronze mirror from his robes and shouted, "What kind of demon dares to show himself in broad daylight!"

The Flower-Clad Demon King coldly stared at the four of them and asked, "Which of you is Qin Yao?"

Tian Lei, Tian Rui, and Chen Xiang all looked at Qin Yao at the same time. Qin Yao, however, guessed the identity of the flower-clothed demon king and said calmly, "I am Qin Yao. You are the king of those two centipede demons, right?"

"Quite smart."

The Flower-Clad Demon King's gaze instantly turned piercing as he stared intently into Qin Yao's eyes and said, "Don't you know that all the demons within a thousand miles are my subordinates, the Wind Mountain Demon King?"

Qin Yao said, "It doesn't matter whether I know it or not."

"Arrogant!" Fengshan Demon King roared, raising his hand to summon a tree branch that pierced towards Qin Yao like a spear.

Qin Yao didn't even bother to raise his hand. A flash of golden light appeared in his eyes, and the sharp branch turned into countless wood chips, which scattered and fell to the ground.

The Wind Mountain Demon King paused for a moment, then raised his hands. Countless beams of green light shot out from behind him, piercing the sky and transforming into a towering tree: "You surnamed Qin, it's not too late for you to kneel down and beg for mercy!" (End of Chapter)