Mystery: My Encounters with the Celestial God

Chapter 456 The Old Celestial Venerable Seduces a Small fry (3.4K)

Penglai.

Overseas, high mountains offer a panoramic view, golden houses are magnificent, jade halls are exquisite, and the celestial palaces are in harmony with the numbers of the heavens, leading directly to the summit of towering peaks.

All the palaces and mansions have turned to dust, but none can compare to the magnificent golden splendor before our eyes.

Flowing water, fragrant flowers, birdsong, towering mountains, shrouded in a misty morning fog, and the distant yet seemingly near sound of the Great Way.

What a magnificent and ethereal scene!

A poem says,

Three mountains stand tall, a paradise on earth, with pavilions and towers shrouded in mist.

The cliffs are red with pine needles and the waters of Swan Lake are blue.

"I hope there are no mosquitoes."

At the mountaintop,

The Heavenly Lord, in a despicable manner, made a simple and unpretentious wish and did the first good deed of his life.

It's impossible for Him to spend money; this scene is entirely the result of His own wish. Although the lack of money always makes Him feel inferior to Fat Ball, for people of their level, it's nothing more than a verbal dispute.

Getting scolded a couple of times won't hurt you.

Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun was not as diligent as Ron imagined, or rather, he was plotting a famous conspiracy every moment.

Although His methods suggest that He is not a good person at heart, it does not mean that the Celestial Venerable would only do evil things meaninglessly.

He simply lacks morality and principles.

And after being stifled for so many years, what's wrong with enjoying yourself a little?

"Has the news of the conferment of titles upon the gods of Mount Tai spread?"

Above the towering buildings, a figure in a Taoist robe wearing a mask without facial features, whose gender and age were impossible to discern, asked calmly.

"Reporting back to Your Majesty, it has already spread in the name of Penglai Immortal Mountain, and many people are very interested."

"For them, the concept of 'harmony between man and nature' is too passive and far less efficient than the creation and conferment of gods that you claim."

The Taoist priest, dressed in a Taoist robe, with a kind face and a somewhat otherworldly air, returned the greeting with clasped hands.

Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun nodded upon hearing this, then flicked his sleeve and asked knowingly:

"Is there anything abnormal about the source material?"

"Since today, only 'Calamity' has shown any unusual activity; as expected, that being's incarnation has probably already..."

"Ha, even if it comes in, it's nothing to fear. Let me have some fun with it!"

The Celestial Venerable flicked his robes again, his tone calm yet full of confidence.

If you can't beat them on their own turf, surely you can beat them to a pulp on my turf?

Frankly speaking, He, the "Heavenly Venerable of Blessing and Prosperity," has a comprehensive plan to implement regarding Ron.

The best plan is to pack up half of the "mother nest" and throw it out, letting the "fallen mother goddess" teach that fat ball a lesson.

It would be best to squeeze all of His authority dry, leaving not a single drop!

With her complete source essence, the "Fallen Mother Goddess" is the strongest pillar in the world. Given her "beginning of evil" nature, she will never give up until she has completely devoured Ron Sothos.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, He can fish in troubled waters and grow bigger and stronger.

The second category is the Taishan Conferment of Gods, which is currently being planned.

After such a long period of research, and considering the unique nature of the "Fool's" path, He had already made up His mind on how to help those cultivators who were only half a step away from achieving "unity of heaven and man" to grasp a portion of the source essence.

Of course, the so-called help is nothing more than helping "oneself". Humans are too insignificant. Even if they sever the three corpses of greed, anger and ignorance, and calm their minds and subdue their will, they are still unable to resist the assimilation of "the Way of Heaven".

Therefore, the despicable Old Celestial Venerable instinctively had an extremely vile idea.

Wouldn't it be enough if He became a supreme being?

He will turn all those who have received most of the blessings of the Source into His puppets, stealing their life's cultivation and power. In this way, He can substitute one for another and forcibly control a portion of the Source by using the authority of "fooling" without causing Him any burden.

The use of Ron's Source Essence in the Forsaken Land some time ago was the result of testing this method.

If this method had been available in the previous era, why would we have had to suffer like this?

孽 孽!

"Take this, it's the Investiture of the Gods."

After thinking for a moment, the old celestial being took out a golden silk cloth wrapped in gray mist from his wide sleeve. Divine light flashed on it, and divine patterns twisted and changed continuously. Mountains, rivers, strange beasts, and birds appeared one after another, which was truly divine.

This is an "object" created by Him by borrowing the power of the past. By controlling the mists of history, He grafted the consumption of its maintenance onto His past self, thus ingeniously accomplishing this incredible feat.

This is also the source of His confidence to covet all the source matter!

Compared to "Door" and "Mistake", "Fool" is undoubtedly the most beloved and easiest special way for the Celestial Venerable to gain combat power.

Without interference, by borrowing power from his past self, he could be invincible in the world.

"Damn it, if it weren't for that fat ball, the narcissist wouldn't have been able to stop me at all!!!"

"Take it!"

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

The puppet stepped forward, holding the Investiture of the Gods scroll, which was made of jade as its handle and gold and silk as its main body, with both hands. She then knelt down and prostrated herself on the ground.

"Your subordinate will certainly live up to Your Majesty's trust and will be willing to give your life for you!"

"Very good, keep up the good work, and I will certainly not treat you unfairly. Achieving immortality is just around the corner!"

The Gou family is like this: they are their own believers, their own followers, and they make grand promises to themselves.

Even though it looks incredibly boring, Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun still finds great enjoyment in it, highlighting the importance of a meticulous sense of ritual.

Even "Amon" and "The Fool" are like this; the "Beacon of Destiny" is terrifying indeed!

"Where do you think He could be, having broken in from the 'city of calamity'?"

"I really want to give Him a big performance!"

Perhaps tired of this one-man show, the old celestial being suddenly sat cross-legged on the ground, rested his chin on his hand, and asked softly.

When the three of them were arguing, they were practically ready to punch each other, their lungs about to explode with anger. But once they left that environment, they couldn't help but feel lonely and isolated.

Humans are just cheapskates.

"Your Excellency, judging from the unusual movements of 'Calamity,' that person is most likely heading northwest. If he is well-informed, he will definitely go to Mount Tai, and we can reach him on that inevitable route."

At this point, the old man, with an air of otherworldly wisdom, slashed his neck with his palm, a cold glint flashing in his eyes, his murderous aura and rage filling the entire hall.

"No, that's so boring."

The Celestial Venerable pondered for a moment, then suddenly transformed into an exquisitely beautiful face, as if he were a banished immortal.

"Hey, I have a great idea!!!"

"Hehehe, tell me, if I transformed into His ideal type and then reverted to my original form in front of Him, wouldn't He be terrified!?"

When this was mentioned, her clear, indifferent eyes, which were like a fairyland, seemed to sparkle with stars.

A broken smile appeared on that exquisitely beautiful, ethereal face.

However, this smile did not ruin the face; instead, it revealed the charm of a mad beauty.

"He will definitely be terrified; I know His weaknesses and preferences best!"

"I'll make sure He can never get an erection again!"

"Hehehehehehe..."

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"So you're going to Mount Tai to confer titles upon the gods?"

"Indeed!"

The rain poured down, and Ron and his two companions took shelter in their newly found refuge.

The bonfire blazed brightly, dispelling the darkness and dampness inside the cave.

"You?"

What do you mean by "just me"?

My Taoist name is Xu, but I am not Xu...

Xuanxuzi's forehead veins bulged immediately. Even after cultivating his character for so many years, he still couldn't tolerate the brat's mouth.

I should have just left you out there to fend for yourself!

"Young master, you mustn't speak ill of our master!"

At this moment, a pair of fair and slender hands covered Ron's mouth from behind again, while rubbing his chubby little face a couple of times. Jiang Ruobai squinted her eyes in satisfaction.

"I'm telling the truth. The Investiture of the Gods was never right, and besides, Kidney Deficiency Boy's strength is simply insufficient..."

Looking back at the gentle beauty who had already styled her hair and wiped her face clean, Ron forced himself to mutter something and then stopped talking.

If classified according to extraordinary characteristics, the unfortunate fellow behind him, with an above-average appearance and a gentle temperament, should be a "Cataclysmic Priest".

In any case, tonight was definitely a bad night for her.

First, the place where he was supposed to stay collapsed because of his own actions. Then, when things went wrong, it rained all night long. Finally, he was soaked to the bone before he could find a place to take shelter from the rain.

Fortunately, both the young man and the old Taoist priest had some skills, otherwise they would have been soaked in the rain all night.

In Ron's opinion, Xuanxuzi's strength was at most close to the second rank. Although he had various supernatural abilities, it was a pipe dream to say that he could control the "Key of Light".

"How could a foreigner possibly understand my path?!"

"Hmph, you're getting all worked up over just because I said a few words to you..."

The higher the sequence, the more dangerous it is to get close to the source. Although the Taoist in front of us is all thanks to grace, that is, the bestowal of ordination, this method is also difficult and dangerous after a certain point.

The Source isn't a philanthropist; as it acknowledges you, you are also constantly moving closer to it.

The more blessings you receive, the closer you get to the Source itself.

Assimilation is inevitable!

This is no different from the gifts bestowed by Ron and the Outer Gods, but it seems that the practitioners in this world have found another way.

The establishment of the Dao and the propagation of faith, with generation after generation aligning themselves with the Dao, ultimately had a reverse influence on the source.

Although power is essentially a gift, it can be stolen, robbed, seized, or obtained in various ways.

As long as sages exist, so too will great thieves.

Becoming an immortal, a demon, or a god, and being worshipped by later disciples—without exception, it's all for…

Dao/Dao.

Simply put, having connections in the court makes it easier to get an official position; the predecessors planted the trees so that the successors could enjoy the shade.

"Young master, would you like to come with us?"

Jiang Ruobai rubbed Ron's chubby little face again and asked excitedly in Mandarin.

"Of course, I'm also very curious about how Penglai was granted the title of god."

It would be even better if we could cause some destruction...

There was no need to think about it; Ron knew who did it as soon as he heard it.

"Miss Ruobai, please get some rest."

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Nothing was said that night. The next morning...

The golden sun rises from the east, illuminating the azure sky.

"Young master, that is the Heavenly Court. They are in charge of everything, from sunrise to sunset, and from controlling the clouds to rain."

Seeing Ron look up at the sky, Jiang Ruobai offered a timely explanation.

Although she couldn't understand why the boy was puzzled by such common sense, she didn't dislike Ron.

It's so cute, and it makes a whimpering sound when you rub its cheeks; it's even more attractive to women than a cat.

"Yes, a creation of rules."

The blond boy nodded, wasted no time, wiped his face, and without any regard for others, ate three large bowls of porridge before following them on their way.

Traveling is undoubtedly tedious. Although there are scenic views to enjoy along the way, it can be tiring after a while.

Why do we walk?

As they walked along the mountain path to the wide, flat official road, the boy stroked the shade of the roadside trees, taking a step and muttering a complaint.

"My lord, read ten thousand books and travel ten thousand miles. Cultivation is cultivating the mind, and the Tao is cultivating the mind. It is about looking inward, not outward."

"If one is unrestrained in arrogance and fails to understand oneself, one is not far from going astray!"

"Hey, I don't really understand what the scriptures say either."

The old Taoist priest walking in front ignored Ron, while Jiang Ruobai circled around Ron.

"Ouch!"

Suddenly, she twisted her ankle and fell face-first into the mud, looking disheveled again.

Clearly, he's a real jinx.

As the group continued their journey, evening arrived.

"We don't need to stay in the cave tonight. There's a town ahead where we can stay for the night."

(End of this chapter)