Chapter 3955 Preserving the Relic

Yuan Kong used a vajra, which was very short and not very lethal.

If one obtains this scepter, one will be like a tiger with wings, as if aided by a god.

The magical weapons we use are all sharp blades. Although Xia Pang's eight-sided purple-gold hammer is a blunt weapon, few people can withstand its impact.

Yuan Kong does not kill, so the scepter is the most suitable weapon. This thing is generally not fatal unless it hits a vital spot. As long as the opponent is crippled, the job of reaping the life can be left to us.

The crowd, who had originally planned to sell the scepter, immediately had no objections when they heard that the scepter was to be given to Yuan Kong.

Having gone through thick and thin with us for so many years, Yuan Kong has always been selfless and devoted. When it was time to share the money, he didn't want a single penny. Now that we finally have a magic weapon that Yuan Kong can use, everyone naturally wants to give it to him first.

As for making money, there's no rush. We'll have plenty of opportunities in the future.

Instead, Yuan Kong became somewhat embarrassed: "No, no, no need to give it to me, I have enough. You can keep it to sell for money."

“Yuankong, you’ve been with us for so many years. Even if you haven’t done anything great, you’ve certainly put in a lot of hard work. We’ve each received so much money, it’s more than enough for us. You should keep this scepter. You should know some staff techniques, right? If not, you can ask Old Zhang next door… Grandpa Old Zhang will teach you some skills.” The slovenly Taoist priest said, taking the scepter from Sister Hua and handing it to Yuankong.

After much persuasion, Yuan Kong finally accepted the scepter.

At this moment, Eighth Master also seemed very interested in the scepter, and flew towards Yuan Kong, landing on his shoulder.

Eighth Master stared at the scepter for a moment, and seemed to have discovered something. He then said to Yuan Kong, "Little Yuan Kong, press your hand on that purple gem and try to activate your spiritual power."

Yuan Kong looked puzzled, but still did as Eighth Master said.

When Yuan Kong pressed down on the purple gem and activated his spiritual power, the nearly two-meter-long scepter immediately emitted a wisp of black mist, shrinking instantly into a small stick less than twenty centimeters long.

We were all shocked to see this. Wasn't this just like Sun Wukong's Ruyi Jingu Bang (magic staff)?

As the saying goes, if we don't have guns and cannons, the enemy will make them for us.

Most of the good things we have were taken back from the enemy.

Apart from the Heavenly Ruler and the peach wood nail, all the magical artifacts I possess are not from any legitimate source.

Now, even a legitimate, eight-turn high monk like Yuankong, with the blood lotus and the gem scepter as his magical implements, seems like a heretical practitioner.

If things go wrong, we'll all be considered heretics, and even heretics within the righteous path, but the pressure will fall on our few masters.

I never expected this gem scepter could shrink; it will be much more convenient for Yuan Kong to carry around with him in the future.

Unlike Little Fatty's big clock, which I have to put inside my dragon and tiger mirror, it's not very convenient to carry that big clock around all day.

The brothers stayed in the courtyard for seven days, and they finished refining the pills from the Demon Cage Grass fruits.

Apart from Chilang, everyone else received two pills made from the fruits of the Demon Cage Grass.

The pill I obtained is the kind that can unleash my full power, which is very important to me and could save my life in a critical moment.

As for improving my cultivation level, that would be too little. My cultivation level is already considered to be at the high stage of the Ghost Immortal Realm, between six and seven qian.

Once you're trying to break through to the Earthly Immortal Realm, every bit of improvement in your cultivation is harder than climbing to heaven.

Many of the ascetic cultivators in the back mountains of Maoshan Sect are pseudo-immortals. The vast majority of them cannot reach the Earth Immortal realm even after decades of ascetic cultivation. This is not a result that can be obtained through hard work alone. It also depends on opportunities, wisdom, and various other factors. The improvement of one's state of mind is also a major factor.

After taking the pills, everyone left the courtyard.

I made quite a bit of money on this trip to Hong Kong Island and the Philippines. I got tens of millions from Boss Zhou alone. With money on me, I felt more confident.

Of course, I haven't forgotten about Huo Qingfeng. While refining those pills, I made several phone calls to Steward Jin to discuss this matter.

Butler Jin has completely lost track of Huo Qingfeng's whereabouts.

The port and airport in Wanluozong have been under surveillance. It seems that Huo Qingfeng has not left the Philippines. He has probably found a very secluded place to hide and will leave the Philippines after this storm has passed.

I told Butler Jin not to let his guard down and to let me know immediately if he had any information about Huo Qingfeng's whereabouts.

Those shameless bastards left, and I still settled the Wanluo Sect's accounts myself. It wasn't much, just a few million.

After all, Chen Shengcai provided us with a lot of help during this trip to the Philippines.

Fortunately, Chen Shengcai did not return to China. If he had, I would have had to pay Wan Luozong at least ten million.

A few days after the slovenly Taoist priest and his group left, Xiao Wang suddenly came to the courtyard and asked me to go to the Special Investigation Team headquarters.

Seeing how anxious Xiao Wang looked, I knew something big was about to happen.

So I got into Xiao Wang's car and went to the Special Investigation Team headquarters, heading straight for Tang Shangning's office.

Right now, Tang Shangning is in a meeting. I wandered around the office to see if I could find anything good. Old Tang is too wary of me; I couldn't even find a packet of tea. I was so angry that I almost stole his desk.

I waited in the office for more than half an hour before Tang Shangning finally came in with a stern face.

Seeing me sitting in the room, he immediately closed the door.

"You're back from the Philippines?" Tang Shangning looked somewhat tired.

"Yes, I'm back. There's not much work to be had. I wonder if Uncle Tang could find me some lucrative work." I smiled and looked at him.

"Come here, there's really something we need you to do."

As he spoke, Tang Shangning took out a map and spread it on the table. As soon as I leaned over, Tang Shangning drew a circle on the map. Upon closer inspection, I realized that the circled place was Qixia Temple in Jinling City.

"Uncle Tang, what does this mean?" I asked, puzzled.

"We recently received definite news that the people of Yiguandao are going to take action against Qixia Temple," Tang Shangning said solemnly.

"Why did they target Qixia Temple?" I still didn't understand.

"There's a stupa inside Qixia Temple, enshrining the Buddha's relics. Yiguandao is very likely after the relics. The exact timing of their move is uncertain, but you must leave for Jinling City today. Before you arrived, Elder Dong, Elder Wang, and Jin Xingyuan had already gone there. The Buddha's relics contain immense energy. If they fall into the hands of Yiguandao, the consequences would be unimaginable. This time, we must protect the relics no matter what." Tang Shangning looked at me solemnly.