Journey to the West: Cultivation Begins at Jindou Mountain

Chapter 380 The Matters of the Lü Family Are Over
The girl's gaze fell upon Zhong Kui beside her, and the expression in her scarlet snake eyes turned even colder, filled with boundless killing intent.

"Zhong Kui, you're just a minor deity who's only been a god for a hundred years, yet you dare to speak like that? Demon-slaying master, huh~ what a grand display of power you have~"

"A minor demon-slaying deity and a little dragon from the West Sea, today I'll show you both!"

As soon as the girl finished speaking, a bright crimson light shone from her eyes, and wisps of black mist rapidly spread out from her center, continuously enveloping Zhong Kui and Ao Wang.

"careful!"

Zhong Kui shouted loudly, then chanted a spell to subdue the demon, causing the demon-slaying sword around him to shine brightly with golden light. Golden runes appeared and flew continuously towards the black mist in front of him, dispelling all the black mist wherever they passed.

Ao Wang also waved his sleeve, drawing upon the soaring waters of the White River to continuously dispel the black mist surrounding him.

As the two used their abilities, the black mist that filled the sky was quickly dispelled, but the snake demon was nowhere to be seen in the sky.

Ao Wang's expression was somewhat unpleasant. He didn't know where this snake demon had learned the art of concealing its aura, and it was hiding in his White River. If it hadn't actively sought him out, even he, the water god of the White River, probably wouldn't have been able to sense it.

"This Teng Snake possesses a treasure called the Turtle Breath Pearl. Although the name of this treasure sounds unremarkable, it can conceal one's aura and one's own secrets. Among all the treasures I have ever seen in my life, its ability to conceal one's aura is enough to rank it among the top three."

Upon hearing the voice beside him, Ao Wang's expression softened slightly, and he bowed to the red-robed man beside him.

"Ao Wang, the water god of the Baihe River, greets the Celestial Master Zhong Kui."

Zhong Kui returned the greeting with clasped hands:
"You're too kind, God of the White River."

Zhong Kui knew the identity of the person in front of him: Ao Wang, the fourth prince of the West Sea Dragon Palace. He had heard of this name before.

Furthermore, if the dragons of the four seas are indeed true dragons, then the dragon kings' sons and grandsons all share the surname Ao, which makes it easy to distinguish them.

If he were merely the God of the White River, his position as the Demon Exorcist Celestial Master would be higher, and naturally Ao Wang would pay his respects to him.

However, Zhong Kui could not ignore Ao Wang's identity, and Ao Wang was at least several thousand years older than him.
"Water God, please rest assured, although this snake demon possesses that treasure, she was injured by my Demon-Slaying Sword this time, leaving a Demon-Slaying Mark on her body. I still have a way to find her in a short time."

Upon hearing this, Ao Wang's eyes lit up, and he nodded towards Zhong Kui opposite him:
"In that case, please guide me, Celestial Master. I will go with you and try to eliminate this snake demon as soon as possible!"

Although he was a kind person, how could he not tell whether the other party was a good person or not? Moreover, the snake demon's appearance in front of him was clearly a sign of malice!
Although he disliked his second brother's way of doing things, he learned one thing from him: one must be ruthless and decisive when dealing with enemies!
Zhong Kui looked at the Fourth Prince opposite him with some surprise, as the other party seemed to be quite different from the rumors he had heard.

I've heard that the Fourth Prince and the Second Prince have caused quite a stir in the West Sea Dragon Palace recently. Presumably, their appearance as the Water God in the Zhongnan Mountain area and the murderous aura they exude now are related to that matter.

"Very well, in that case, please wait a moment, Water God, while I begin my spell!"

Zhongnan Mountain, Hefeng Peak.

Zhongli Quan watched the slowly receding aura, still smiling and waving his fan, enjoying the service of the two boys beside him.

"Master, it seems the fight over there is over."

"Hmm~"

Zhongli Quan took the teacup from Bai Yu beside him and leisurely took a sip of the steaming tea.

"That Teng Snake is inherently ferocious, but its skills are only so-so. Let Zhong Kui and that little dragon deal with it."

Bai Yu, who was eager to volunteer and was about to do so, suddenly froze, while Bai Lu chuckled to herself. However, the next moment, Bai Yu seemed to remember something, her eyes lit up, and she quickly said to her master:
“Master, my junior brother is currently out cultivating. Although he is the reincarnation of the Pure Yang Sword Immortal and one of the Eight Immortals along with you, his cultivation is still weak. Perhaps I could go with him and secretly take care of him.”

Zhongli Quan looked at Bai Yu with great interest and said:

"What, are you trying to steal the job from the Divine Physician Daojun?"

Upon hearing this, Bai Yu's expression froze again, and he said awkwardly:
"Master, didn't you say before that Daojun is also very busy and can't always keep an eye on Junior Brother Lü Yan?"

Zhongli Quan shook his head slightly, waved the fan in his hand, and looked up at the sky.

"You underestimate the relationship between Lü Dongbin and Daojun. Over the years, who in the Heavenly Palace doesn't know that Daojun and Lü Dongbin are close friends?"

"The weight of those four words, 'closest friend,' is truly immense."

"Furthermore, not only this Daoist Master, but also your master is keeping an eye on him."

"Otherwise, why do you think your master is able to sit still like this?"

Bai Yu muttered to himself, "Isn't the reason Master can sit still just because he's lazy?"
a few days later.

As dusk fell, outside the gate of the Lü residence, Lü Qing, his wife, and his elder brother's family stood on the steps, bidding farewell to Lü Yan, who was about to embark on another long journey.

Madam Lü held Lü Yan's hand, looking at his face with a gentle expression, her palm lightly stroking his face, as if she wanted to imprint Lü Yan's appearance into her mind forever.

"Yan'er, go in peace. Your parents will take good care of themselves. Besides, your older brother is still here at home, so there's no need to worry about the Lü family line."

"Go and cultivate immortality in peace. Always stick to your own path and never look back."

Madam Lü's words grew increasingly firm as she spoke, her gaze fixed firmly on Lü Yan, as if she were telling her son.

She will always be proud of him.

Lu Yan looked at his mother, who moved her lips but didn't say anything. He then looked at his father and older brother behind him, who were smiling at them.

During this time, he stayed at home and knew everything his parents and older brother discussed.

Over the years, no matter what he did, his family supported him, but he himself has been unable to repay them.
Lu Yan took a few steps back, knelt down, and bowed deeply to his family in front of him.

"Father, Mother, Eldest Brother, I'm going."

Daojun Mountain, in the space of incense offerings.

The Daoist Lord, who was sitting before the Hundred Herbs Cauldron, slowly opened his eyes again, stretched out his palm to calculate for a moment, nodded slightly, and smiled:
"My fellow Daoist Lü has certainly chosen a good family for himself."

"This family is destined for great wealth and honor. They will enjoy endless riches and honors throughout their lives. Even if they are reincarnated in the next life, they will be reborn into a good family."

Daojun slowly rose to his feet. In the Hundred Herbs Cauldron in front of him, the vibrant green flames were constantly engulfing and burning the rare and precious herbs within.

(End of this chapter)