Covering the Sky: I, Wang Teng, truly lack the bearing of an emperor.

Chapter 30: A Harmonious Reciprocation, the Demon Emperor's Imperial Weapon Emerges
Duan De's words were almost identical to those before, the only difference being that the tall, thin monk Wu Liang's lines were also taken by the short, fat Duan De.

"You mean, this spirit weapon is destined for you?" Wang Teng asked expressionlessly.

“Amitabha, I did not mean that. I only noticed that this spiritual weapon is imbued with evil spirits from the depths of the Demon Emperor’s tomb. Wearing it for a long time may bring you bloodshed.” Duan De said earnestly.

"You mean, the Demon Emperor's tomb contains evil spirits? Are you alluding to the Demon Emperor?" Wang Teng asked rhetorically.

He's standing right next to the backup plan prepared by the demon race, so if he speaks like this, the demon race will definitely hear him.

As expected, Duan De's expression changed slightly. "Fellow Daoist, you shouldn't say such things! Although the Demon Emperor is not the Great Emperor of the Human Race, he still cares about the Human Race. How could I possibly say that about him?" Duan De immediately explained.

This is a great emperor, and there might be his admirers among the crowd. If they hear about it, I'll become the target of their criticism.

“Amitabha, well said, well said. You misunderstand, benefactor. My brother did not mean that. He was just worried that it might be tainted with some aura, so he wanted to help you solve your problem.”

At the crucial moment, it was the tall, thin monk Wuliang who had to speak up and explain.

The short, stout Taoist priest nodded quickly, "That's exactly what I meant, but I've simplified the explanation. Many people don't actually understand the implications, so we're trying our best to make it understandable to everyone."

“I see. Perhaps I misunderstood you both.” A smile appeared on Wang Teng’s face. “In that case, please help me remove the hidden dangers from this spiritual weapon.”

Wang Teng casually tossed the spiritual weapon in his hand to the tall, thin monk Wuliang—who was also his Taoist deity.

He didn't care about so-called spiritual weapons. Even if the legendary holy weapon within him was limited by his cultivation level and couldn't unleash its true power, it was still far superior to spiritual weapons.

"Amitabha, this humble monk will certainly not fail your trust!" The tall, thin monk Wuliang put away his spiritual weapon and solemnly said.

It was a jade ruyi, warm to the touch, radiating a faint aura of power; a fine treasure for both offense and defense.

Even in the hands of an ordinary cultivator in the Dragon Transformation Realm, this would be an extraordinary item, yet Wang Teng casually tossed it away.

Anyway, it's just for his own Dao Palace deity, so Wang Teng isn't at a loss.

After receiving the jade ruyi, the tall, thin monk Wuliang and the short, stout Taoist Duande quickly took their leave.

After walking quite a distance, the two looked at each other, one looking up and the other looking down.

"Luckily we ran fast! That guy is no ordinary person!" Duan De patted his chest and said.

For a fleeting moment, he felt a little awkward when the other person stared at him expressionlessly.

“I think so too. If someone can just give away spirit weapons so casually, this person must have gotten lucky by blending in with the crowd!” The tall, thin monk Wuliang said confidently.

"Let's find someone easier to bully. It would be impolite to go after this one again," the tall, thin monk Wuliang continued.

“A pushover, you mean…” Duan De looked around and saw that familiar little brat again.

He was just about to ask if it was the so-called "easy target" and if it wasn't that little brat, when he saw another beam of light fall beside the little brat.

Duan De's eyes lit up instantly, a smile appeared on his face, he chanted a Taoist incantation, and rushed over quickly.

The process was similar: a Taoist priest and a Buddhist monk worked together to trick Ye Fan out of a spiritual weapon once again.

Ye Fan's eyes were practically spitting fire, but Duan De still smiled and said, "Young friend, don't think I've gotten the better deal. In fact, I've paid a heavy price to suppress the karma within!" "Then why don't you stop helping me? I can suppress it myself," Ye Fan said with a dark face.

"No! You are too young to handle this. Let me do it. You can thank me properly when we meet again! To pay such a high price for someone you've only met once, you truly care for all living beings!" Duan De said earnestly, holding a whisk in one hand and making a Daoist salute with the other in front of his chest.

“Brother’s awareness is something I don’t have, and I will continue to learn from you.” Wu Liang humbly listened from the side.

Seeing the tall and short, fat and thin Taoist and monk singing and dancing together, Ye Fan's face darkened and he turned and left!
If you can't beat them, can't you at least avoid them?

Wang Teng paid attention to the situation there, but he didn't stay focused for long.

The Demon Emperor's tomb burst open, and a green light, as if splitting the heavens and earth, tore open the Demon Emperor's tomb and shot into the sky.

Many of the great figures who stood high in the sky perished in an instant, and even the demon race retreated briefly.

A soft green light shines down, as if an oasis is reflected from the sky, bringing peace to the mind.

Duan De and Wu Liang pulled Ye Fan away, away from the center of the vortex, and Wang Teng also retreated a distance.

This is a power struggle between several aristocratic families and the demon race; it has nothing to do with him.

From the very beginning, he never coveted the Azure Emperor's imperial weapon.

If something already has an owner, and that owner is still alive, then let alone him, even the entire Northern Plains royal family combined couldn't handle this hot potato.

Only those who are unaware of the truth flock to it, risking their lives for the Demon Emperor's weapons, not knowing that they are only doing the work for someone else.

The Demon Emperor's weapon floated in the sky, casting its light.

Below, a hill was torn apart in the middle, and a huge green treasure basin rushed out, also emitting green light, and remotely guided the Demon Emperor's Imperial Weapon over.

This unexpected turn of events naturally attracted a lot of attention. The powerful families of Ji and Yaoguang Holy Land could not stand by and watch the Demon Emperor's weapon disappear before their eyes.

However, before they could make a move, a stunningly beautiful girl with flawless features emerged from the demon race. She gently waved her hand, put away the treasure basin, and spoke in a clear, melodious voice that made some people's hearts flutter.

"Thank you all for your help in carving out these array patterns here. Otherwise, even as a descendant of the Demon Emperor, I would not have been able to take away my ancestor's imperial weapon with the Treasure Basin."

The woman with flawless beauty spoke, put away the treasure basin, and took a few steps back.

Beneath her feet, the array patterns shone brightly, connecting heaven and earth and forming a special aura.

"Attack! We can't let that demoness escape with the Demon Emperor's weapon!"

Several important figures from various families roared angrily.

Wang Teng could see clearly that, compared to the auras of the Wang family members, these people were basically all around the peak of the Dragon Transformation stage. Some of them had a significantly stronger aura, indicating that they had just entered the Immortal Platform stage, and were much stronger than those who had just made their moves.

However, facing this attack, the descendant of the Demon Emperor smiled, retreated leisurely, and stepped into the array patterns.

Just before her figure disappeared, she glanced almost imperceptibly in the direction where Wang Teng was.

(End of this chapter)