This Taoist priest is so unprofessional!

The three of them rushed towards the street corner like three whirlwinds.

The morning mist had not yet dissipated, and the streets were deserted except for a deliveryman in a blue uniform, who was leaning against his tricycle, smoking impatiently.

"Master!" Zhang Chen's voice arrived before he did.

The deliveryman looked up, saw three panting people, and snorted a smoke ring in annoyance.

"Which one is Wang Xiaoer?"

"Yes, it is!" Wang Xiaoer quickly raised his hand.

"The last four digits of the phone number."

"9527!" Zhang Chen blurted out.

The deliveryman glanced at him, muttered something, and then turned and walked towards the back of the tricycle.

"I searched for ages, and this is the only one without a house number."

He dragged out a cardboard box about half a meter square, struggled to carry it out, and threw it on the ground with a thud.

The box was wrapped in layers upon layers, tightly sealed, with several bright red labels affixed to its side.

"There are live animals inside, handle with care!"

The deliveryman took two steps back, pointed at the box, and looked disgusted.

"If you don't come and pick this up soon, I'm going to call the police."

He said with lingering fear.

"It kept moving inside, like a heartbeat, it was kind of scary."

Wang Xiaoer and A Yue also gathered around, staring at the constantly shaking box, not daring to breathe.

"Hurry up and take it, what are you standing there for?" the deliveryman urged.

Zhang Chen snapped back to his senses and picked up the box.

It wasn't heavy, but the continuous vibration was clearly transmitted to his chest through the cardboard box.

"Walk!"

He gave a low shout, picked up the box, and turned to leave.

"Hey! Hey! Cash on delivery! Cash on delivery! You haven't paid yet!" The deliveryman grabbed Wang Xiaoer.

Wang Xiaoer smiled awkwardly and quickly settled the delivery fee.

The three of them quickly turned into a deserted alleyway next to them, where trash cans were piled up. Zhang Chen placed the box on a relatively clean step and took a deep breath.

He pulled a small folding knife from his canvas bag and began to work.

"Sizzle—"

The tape was cut open, and layers of bubble wrap were torn off, revealing the innermost part.

It was a wooden box about the size of a palm.

The box was made of some kind of wood; it was a dark color and its surface was covered with scratches left by time.

The box was covered with several yellowed and brittle talismans.

The cinnabar lines on the talisman were so dim they were almost invisible, indicating that the seal was about to fail.

A-Yue also became nervous. She gripped the silver bell at her waist tightly with both hands and stared intently at the wooden box.

She could sense a faint life force emanating from the box.

Like a candle flickering in the wind, it could be extinguished at any moment.

Zhang Chen looked at the talisman, his face burning with embarrassment.

This is the "Three Pure Ones Suppressing Spirit Talisman" he drew. In five years, he completely exhausted the spiritual power of several high-grade talismans.

It's easy to imagine how badly the contents were compressed.

Zhang Chen reached out and, under A Yue's tense gaze, pinched a corner of the talisman and suddenly peeled it off.

"hiss--"

The talisman shattered instantly, turning into specks of ashes.

The last restraint on the box lid disappeared.

The alley was eerily quiet. Zhang Chen's hand hovered over the box lid. He hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth and opened it.

There was no violent reaction.

The box was lined with a layer of black velvet, and in the center of the velvet lay a worm.

The insect was not much larger than an ordinary beetle, and its entire body was a dull, almost deathly gray color.

Its shell had lost all its luster, its body was slightly curled up, and its thin legs twitched occasionally, proving that it was still alive.

This is... the Golden Silkworm Gu?

Zhang Chen looked at the poor little bug and felt a little embarrassed.

He turned to look at A-Yue.

The girl's eyes immediately welled up with tears.

Large tears rolled down without warning, landing on the indigo-blue lapel.

"My Anub'arak..."

Her voice was thick with nasal tone and filled with heartbreak.

"How...how did it turn out like this?"

She reached out to touch the little insect, but was afraid it would break if she did.

She knew why.

He was suppressed by Taoist talismans for five whole years, cut off from all contact with the outside world, and received no nourishment from any fortune.

It's completely exhausted.

Zhang Chen stood to the side, his lips moved, but he couldn't utter a single word.

Guilt weighed heavily on his heart like a boulder.

The atmosphere in the alley was sorrowful and somber.

Just then.

The weak golden silkworm gu lying in the box, struggling to even move, suddenly twitched its tiny antennae on its head very slightly.

It seemed to smell something.

It was an aura that instantly ignited its dormant bloodline.

It struggled, using its last bit of strength, to raise its tiny head.

Its gaze passed over the sorrowful A-Yue, and over the guilty Zhang Chen, and precisely locked onto the bewildered man beside it.

Wang Xiaoer!

In the perception of that golden silkworm gu, Wang Xiaoer was a walking human-shaped sun!

The immense and pure aura emanating from him was so dense it was almost tangible, nearly blinding the insect's eyes!

"Chirp!"

A faint, almost inaudible chirp.

The Golden Silkworm Gu's body unleashed its final life potential.

It was no longer in a dying state, but transformed into a dim stream of light and suddenly shot out of the wooden box!

"Be careful!"

Zhang Chen shouted instinctively.

But the purpose of that streak of light was not to attack at all.

It traced an arc, landing precisely and lightly on Wang Xiaoer's outstretched palm.

Wang Xiaoer felt an itch in his palm. Looking down, he saw that the small gray insect was already crawling between the lines of his palm.

It used all its strength to bury its head deep into Wang Xiaoer's skin.

Then, it began to greedily and frantically absorb something.

A tingling sensation, like static electricity, came from Wang Xiaoer's palm and spread along his arm.

He could feel something inside his body flowing continuously toward the little bug in his palm.

The tear stains on A-Yue's face were still wet, and her swollen eyes were first filled with astonishment, then replaced by an overwhelming joy.

"It...it's absorbing your luck!"

Her voice trembled with excitement.

"It can be saved!"

As soon as she finished speaking, an astonishing scene unfolded.

The grayish-brown little bug in Wang Xiaoer's palm was undergoing a visible transformation.

The dull, lifeless carapace seemed to have been infused with paint, and starting from the tail, it gradually began to glow.

First, there was a faint golden hue.

Immediately, the gold became increasingly rich and dazzling, like molten gold, and rapidly spread throughout its entire body.

In just a few breaths.

The once half-dead gray insect has completely transformed into a beautiful beetle with a golden body and a shiny shell, as if it were made of pure gold.

Its size has also increased slightly, and it is no longer that shriveled appearance; it has become plump and full of vitality.

"Chirp!"

The golden silkworm gu emitted two clear and cheerful chirps.

It raised its head and crawled around on Wang Xiao's hands with great energy, as if getting familiar with this brand new "home".

It crawled to the base of Wang Xiaoer's finger and affectionately rubbed its golden little head against his finger.

She looked like a spoiled kitten.

Looking at the magical little guy in his palm, Wang Xiaoer felt as if another door to a new world had been kicked open.

Zhang Chen stood to the side, his mouth opening and closing repeatedly, until finally he could only let out a long breath and reveal a smile that looked more like a grimace.

have to.

He solved this problem in the most outrageous way yet.

A-Yue stood there, stunned, her beautiful eyes fixed on the scene.

Her eyes were incredibly complex.

There is the joy of losing something and then getting it back.

There was excitement at the rebirth of their clan's most precious treasure.

There was also a hint of... a sense of closeness to Wang Xiaoer that she herself hadn't even noticed.