The Undying Immortals of the Terrifying Heavens

Chen Xing never expected that this was actually an evil magical artifact!

The process of making this ritual implement is cruel and extremely inhumane.

"Oh yeah, I always thought this thing was weird and sinister, turns out it's such a treacherous thing!"

The name "Great Black Buddha Mother" reminded Chen Xing of the evil legends he had heard before.

Is there some connection between them?

However, according to Chen Xing's knowledge, this Great Black Buddha Mother should have come from Southeast Asia...

Forget it, I don't want to think about it anymore. Maybe the skill just came from Tibet, and the person is an evil spirit from Southeast Asia.

When he arrived, he probably thought it was some kind of evil version of the Tai Sui (a mythical creature associated with evil spirits)... He hadn't noticed it before because it was pitch black.

He found it hard to believe: "No!! I've been holding the Great Black Buddha Mother... for so long!"

"Damn it, my umbrella ribs are still attached!"

Chen Xing tried to take it off, but to his horror he discovered that it had already fused together... It looked like a flesh-colored ornament with a small ring hanging on it.

His face froze instantly, and he inexplicably felt that his life was so miserable.

He swallowed hard, then suddenly said seriously, "Master, I think this is also an excellent magical artifact. Why don't we leave it here?"

"This... but this is a Taoist temple, and these are Buddhist ritual implements. It's not appropriate, is it?" The old man's expression was somewhat hesitant and conflicted, then he nodded.

The next second, Chen Xing immediately spoke up: "In that case, how about you bring me a magic artifact to exchange for it, Master? You see, when I'm out and about, I always need something to protect myself."

As soon as Chen Xing said this, the old man objected and told Chen Xing to put the thing away immediately.

"Lin Bei is telling you something. Also, this is an excellent magical artifact, but I'm old... You're young, so you can use it when the time comes."

Although a true man is not bound by conventions, he still felt somewhat uncomfortable.

No way, he'd have to pay an extra fee to become a ghost messenger.

"Never mind, let's use it for now. But, mage, what's the effect of this magical artifact right now?"

"I don't know, you'll have to figure it out yourself."

The old man shook his head, yawned, and went back to sleep, leaving Chen Xing to handle the situation himself.

Suddenly, the decrees of the heavens, which had been silent for several days, appeared.

[Decree from the Heavens: Mission complete. You will return in three hours (you can return earlier or choose your own return method; this has no practical effect).]

Is that all?

Chen Xing thought it would take at least a few days to buffer before the Great Black Buddha Mother's curse could be completely removed.

His original plan was to use this time to collect some martial arts manuals or something...

After the old man left, Chen Xing turned to Officer Zhao and said calmly, "Come on, I'll take you to see someone."

After saying that, he led Officer Zhao straight into a room.

Inside the room, a little girl lay quietly on the bed.

The girl's face was as pale as paper, her breathing was weak, and she looked extremely frail.

Officer Zhao was taken aback upon seeing this, and asked with a puzzled expression, "What's this?"

"This is Li Ruonan's daughter, Chen Duoduo," Chen Xing replied calmly.

Upon hearing this, Officer Zhao choked on his own saliva, his face filled with disbelief.

"What? You killed her mother, and now you're bringing me to see her daughter?"

Faced with Officer Zhao's questioning, Chen Xing remained calm and composed, showing no emotion whatsoever.

In just a few words, he clearly explained the whole story.

After listening for a moment, Officer Zhao was completely stunned.

He pointed to the body camera flashing its work light on his chest, his tone grave: "The camera's been on the whole time. Are you sure every word you've said is true, without a single mistake?"

"Of course," Chen Xing said firmly.

"Li Ruonan may seem to be using the guise of loving her daughter, but in reality, every step she takes is harming her daughter."

At this point, Officer Zhao had completely figured out everything that had happened to Chen Duoduo.

He remained silent for a long time, then sighed softly, his eyes filled with sorrow: "So, this child... is going to become an orphan?"

"No, she is not an orphan."

Chen Xing thought to himself, "Chen Duoduo still has Xie Qiming as her cheap father."

He didn't want to drag Xie Qiming into this series of troubles. As long as he got away, everything would settle down and things would eventually return to normal.

The room fell silent again as the two silently watched Chen Duoduo, who was fast asleep on the bed, without uttering a word.

After a moment of silence, Chen Xing suddenly broke the silence: "Your colleagues should be arriving soon."

No sooner had the words left his mouth than a piercing screech of brakes broke the silence outside the White Crane Palace.

Officer Zhao nodded slowly and advised, "I understand that you had your reasons for what you did. But whatever the reasons, you have ultimately broken the law. Come back with me."

Chen Xing stepped out of the room and looked up. He saw four or five police cars parked at the entrance of Baihe Xian Palace, and more than a dozen police officers were quickly surrounding him.

Looking at the scene before him, he asked softly, "Will I go to jail?"

Officer Zhao could not give a definite answer, but could only solemnly say, "I will do my best to help you explain the situation."

Chen Xing rolled his eyes inwardly, unconvinced.

You're kidding, there's no way he'll go to jail.

Anyway, I only have three hours left before I can make a nice escape, so...

In a flash, Chen Xing drew his pistol from his waist and pointed it at Officer Zhao's head.

He grinned menacingly, leaving Officer Zhao dumbfounded. They had been talking so well, how did he suddenly point a gun at him?

"Stop, stop, stop! Don't be so stubborn. Everything you did before is negotiable!"

He tried to reason with them, but Chen Xing shouted loudly at the police outside the door, "I'm giving you two hours. I want a car with a full tank of gas and five million in cash!"

At this moment, Chen Xing was behaving exactly like a desperate fugitive driven to the brink of desperation. He quickly added, "Old banknotes, not consecutive serial numbers, or I'll kill this person!!"

"And also, and also, I need to print out all the kung fu techniques I can find, Taoist classics, and acupoint charts from Traditional Chinese Medicine..."

Naturally, they wouldn't agree to Chen Xing's conditions immediately, and that's when the wrangling started.

The old monk rubbed his eyes and came out: "Gan, what are you doing..." When he saw clearly, his expression changed drastically: "Gan, I knew I was going to cause big trouble."

Chen Xing grinned: "Just go along with it."

Chen Xing, grinning, picked up a second gun and pointed it at the old man.

"You ungrateful brat! I'll have the White Crane Immortal strike you dead!!"

The old man cursed angrily, but Chen Xing didn't care at all; he was just there to put on a show anyway.

Not long after, the police saw that another old man had been taken hostage.

Fearing things would escalate, they finally relented: "Okay, we agree to your demands, but you must release one hostage."