Chapter 125 - 124 I heard that Randeng has a ruler

Chapter 125: Chapter 124 I heard that Randeng has a ruler Nezha glanced at Old Zhao’s three sisters, all as radiant as blossoms. "Well, well, well!" "From now on, we’re family!" Of course, it’s just a joke. With just Yunxiao, Nezha already felt overwhelmed. Nezha pretended to think for a moment, then casually said, "A ruler, huh? I did hear about a magical treasure ruler recently." Old Zhao’s eyes lit up instantly as he draped an arm over Nezha’s shoulder. "Good brother, quickly, tell me!" Yunxiao apparently cared quite a bit about her brother’s cultivation path, but she didn’t come across as impatient, gently pulling Zhao Gongming aside and saying warmly, "Brother Nezha, the four of us siblings are completely clueless. Tell us if you know, whether it turns out to be helpful or not, we’ll owe you a debt of gratitude." Just as Zhao Gongming was pulled away and Nezha escaped the ’man-lock,’ he fell right back into the ’embrace’ of No Brainer and Unhappy. "Quick, quick, say it! Didn’t you ask me to compose music for you? I’ll make you ten songs later!" "Yeah, yeah! I can choreograph dances for you and perform them for you!" Old Zhao didn’t think anything was amiss; his sisters being so enthusiastic was clearly for their hopeless big brother’s cultivation path! It made Old Zhao immensely touched! Yunxiao exchanged a glance with Bixiao and Qiongxiao, silencing the chattering duo, before turning her gaze to Nezha. She didn’t say anything, yet Nezha inexplicably felt the pressure intensify. Cough, cough! He tossed out the Mountain and River Map to shield the area, then started to ramble. "Just a few days ago—yes, just a few days ago—I had just returned from my teacher and heard Old Li mention he’d come across some opportunities." Reflexively invoking his teacher, Nezha began talking about said Old Li, first summarizing the situation before focusing on Randeng’s involvement. Old Li’s cultivation couldn’t grasp exactly what tricks Randeng had used to threaten him. Randeng’s most famous treasures included the Qiankun Ruler, Ling Jiu Palace Lamp, and even... the coffin board. Nezha didn’t care whether Randeng had used the Qiankun Ruler then or not. In any case, if it’s better now, great; if not, no matter—you just say whether you hold a ruler, okay? "Now, Old Li’s cultivation was weak, but at the time, the only Great Expert present was Randeng Daoist. Randeng coveted the tower given to Old Li by Saint Taiqing out of greed. Thanks to the tower’s warning and the help of some benefactors, Old Li avoided turning fortune into misfortune. "That Randeng, huh? I’ve heard his most famous magical treasures are among the Four Great Spirit Lamps, including the Ling Jiu Palace Lamp and the Qiankun Ruler." "Could it be the ruler Brother Zhao is seeking?" The Four Great Spirit Lamps are namely the Yuxu Glaze Lamp, Eight Scenic Palace Lamp, Ling Jiu Lamp, and Green Light Yin Yang Lamp. The first two are kept in Yuxu Palace and Saint Taiqing’s Eight Scenic Palace, belonging to the category of decorative everyday lighting—so plain that even if they fell, nobody would bother putting them back. This doesn’t mean the Four Great Spirit Lamps aren’t strong; it’s just that Yuqing and Taiqing Saints are absurdly wealthy! The Green Light Yin Yang Lamp originally belonged to East Emperor Taiyi, but after his downfall, its whereabouts became unknown. As for the Ling Jiu Lamp, it’s currently in Randeng’s possession. When Old Zhao heard ’Randeng’ and ’Qiankun Ruler,’ the path ahead became crystal-clear. He nodded firmly to his eldest sister. Old Zhao and Randeng are both prominent figures on the Investiture of the Gods. The two were originally the kind of Great Experts who idled about, consuming more than they contributed to the Primordial world. When the Daoist Ancestor saw this, he said, "Since you two are just loafing around, why don’t you come join the list?" Win, and your cultivation skyrockets; lose, and you get listed to enjoy endless blessings. As for who ends up on the list, the Daoist Ancestor didn’t really care. While the open flow of opportunities remains unclear, the constriction of resources is something the Daoist Ancestor has mastered. Having spent countless years with her siblings, Yunxiao instantly understood from Old Zhao’s expression that Randeng was absolutely the target. Cultivators universally understand one thing—competition over the Dao. Or in other words, any enemy hindering your path... No need for lengthy explanations; the answer is simple: kill. Reason? You’re blocking my path—that alone is the most valid reason in the Primordial world. What other reason would you need? However, Randeng’s status as Vice Sect Hierarch of the Chan Sect made Yunxiao particularly cautious. This matter couldn’t be handled like their more reckless previous tactics by directly raiding him. "Brother, Randeng Daoist holds the position of Vice Sect Hierarch in the Great Sect founded by our Second Uncle Master. We absolutely cannot act impulsively. Shall we return and consult Teacher first?" Yunxiao phrased it as a question, but it was purely to save Zhao Gongming’s face. Zhao Gongming knew better than to doubt his sister’s judgment. No Brainer and Unhappy were just sidekicks without any weight in the decision-making. For Yunxiao, they had zero voice. Without hesitation, the group headed for Golden Turtle Island. And why did Nezha tag along? Old Zhao had already declared, "We’re family now." If your family has business to handle, wouldn’t you lend a hand? Randeng, that old lamp, was still recorded in Nezha’s little black book. He fully intended to gift Randeng a dose of blessings. Returning to Golden Turtle Island, Nezha felt increasingly familiar with the place. The group arrived at Biyou Palace, where the Tongtian Sect Master summoned them. This matter was clearly of a private nature concerning the cultivation paths, so unlike usual gatherings, there wasn’t a massive crowd of Jie Sect Immortals—only a youthful, Daoist-like Tongtian Sect Master seated atop the Cloud Platform. After exchanging salutations, Old Zhao explained his situation thoroughly to his teacher, including multiple instances of acknowledging his little brother Nezha’s helpfulness. Tongtian Sect Master glanced at Nezha twice but didn’t comment. When Old Zhao finished speaking, Yunxiao stepped forward and asked, "Teacher, we aren’t afraid of Randeng Daoist, but since he is Vice Sect Hierarch of the Chan Sect, would our actions risk displeasing Second Uncle Master?" Tongtian Sect Master waved nonchalantly to indicate, "If it displeases him, perfect!" "I’d get to enjoy Second Brother’s discomfiture once again." Back then, Randeng came to plead to join the Chan Sect, and Second Brother reluctantly agreed, unwilling to compromise his pride. Since then, Randeng had grown increasingly gluttonous in Yuxu Palace, making Yuanshi Tianzun thoroughly annoyed. Even so, Second Brother couldn’t deal with his Vice Sect Hierarch, lest he become a laughingstock. Moreover, considering that my Jie Sect disciples send out a thousand fighters and return with two hundred, a thousand send-outs yielding three hundred survivors—while the Chan Sect only puts one person, Yu Ding, on the ranking—sending Randeng next is perfectly rational! Go ahead freely; I’ll shield you from divine foresight. With their teacher’s approval, the siblings didn’t hesitate—decisiveness being the defining trait of Jie Sect Immortals. As Tongtian departed, he also handed the Qingping Sword to Yunxiao. Randeng’s roaming cultivation level was at the peak of a One Corpse Quasi-Saint, while Yunxiao’s cultivation had also reached the peak of One Corpse. She was confident she could best Randeng in a one-on-one match, especially with reinforcements. She regarded the Qingping Sword as a token of their teacher’s affection toward them as siblings. On their way to Ling Jiu Mountain, the group discussed their strategies. In the Primordial world, a Quasi-Saint is undeniably an overlord among top figures—definitely not someone easy to kill. Nezha and Yunxiao deliberated tactics to deal with Randeng, while No Brainer and Unhappy discussed post-battle rewards for Nezha. Meanwhile, Old Zhao silently grinned as he listened in. As for how to use the ruler to cut his corpse once they obtain it? No idea! The plan was simple—snatch the ruler first and figure out the rest later!