Immortality begins with meditation puppets

Chapter 339 That Night Wanderer Just Had to Display His Power as Yama
"Kill Su Qing and present him as a gift to the Evil God!"

"The information is guaranteed to be true. Hei Qingtian has fought with him and saw him exude Daoist aura. I don't think that Hei Tan would dare to lie to us!"

"It just so happens that the High Evil God has defeated the Myriad Evil Gods and is about to ascend the throne in the Divine Kingdom, becoming the number one immortal general under the Demon Heaven God. On this occasion of national celebration, we bring the two Dao patterns of Jiuli and Qiongqi as a congratulatory gift, which will surely make the High Evil God look at us with more respect!"

"We need to act quickly. We've already received a thousand spirit stones as a 'nurturing fee' from him. Once he opens his shop, he'll be considered a member of the Immortal City, and we can no longer act recklessly against him!"

"Killing this man alone is enough for me, the Night Emperor. You all can continue to enjoy yourselves. When the snow melts and the wine warms up, I will surely be able to take Su Qing's head and use it as an appetizer!"

With the old Nascent Soul cultivator of Yuanlai Tower about to retire, the Twilight Society had become the overlord of the city, and no one dared to provoke them.

Tonight is the fifth day of the twelfth lunar month, the annual birthday of the gods in the Demon Kingdom. A group of evil spirits are drinking and eating meat in the blood-black palace forged from the essence of living beings, having a great time.

During the gathering, an evil spirit spoke up, saying that a Taoist named Su had entered the city, but this person was only at the third level of cultivation and his condensed energy was probably still that of a low-grade furnace lid.

With low cultivation and no power, yet possessing Dao patterns, he deserves to be their stepping stone, used to curry favor with the newly powerful evil god Gao Erqiang within the evil kingdom!

Both the Blood Emperor and the Night Emperor, sent by the Evil Kingdom to oversee the Twilight Society, were eager to make their move after hearing about this matter.

But the Night Emperor took the initiative, wanting to claim all the credit. He put down the spiritual wine in his cup, turned into a pool of blood and mud and disappeared into the ground, heading towards Su Qing's residence.

"I'll let you get this advantage this time, but how do you know that Master Gao loves human heads more than Dao patterns? I'm already preparing to offer the heads of the entire Duan family to the God of Evil. When he arrives at Wanghai and becomes the lord of this city, you, the Night Emperor, will still be overshadowed by my Blood Emperor!"

The Blood Emperor held the cup of spirit wine and gently swirled it. Although he was somewhat annoyed, he was not in a hurry to compete with the Night Emperor for this opportunity to show off.

As for Su Qing...

Just as the Night Emperor said.

He was the only one who went out on the mission.

When the wine has warmed, his head will be seen in the hall!
"What would flesh and blood nourished by Dao patterns taste like?"

The Blood Emperor licked his lips, surprisingly feeling a bit hungry.

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The Su family's row houses were brightly decorated and bustling with activity.

More than half a month has passed since Su Qing returned from the Duan family's puppet shop with a heavy heart.

In the past half month, Liang Haishun and Shao Delong's silver-plated array shop and bronze-plated armor shop have opened one after another, earning spirit crystals and spirit stones from the cultivators of Wanghai ahead of them.

Qinghe and Xiong Er were anxious to see this, and together with Ge Ling, Li Hailang, Feng Bo'e and others, they worked hard and finally managed to get the gold medal license.

"Tomorrow is the opening day. Hongxiulou, Yuanlailou, and Huanghunshe have all sent invitations, and all the top-rated shops have also sent them. Whether they come or not is their business. As long as we show our courtesy, we won't give anyone cause for criticism."

Opening a business is a big deal. Whether my Su Ji Puppet Shop can become an instant success depends on the many puppets sold in the shop.

According to the owner, pleasure puppets such as Dream Girl Puppet and Princess Puppet are sold at a discount, just to gain popularity.

Our main product is still the Myriad Law Master Puppet. Our boss developed it before the Duan family's puppet shop did, so we must take advantage of this first-mover advantage and brand these puppets with the Su family's mark!

Qinghe, who held a meeting with all employees overnight, had bright eyes and was full of energy. She directed Li Hailang and others to move and arrange goods in a decisive manner.

Xiong Er, Ge Ling, Li Hailang, and others were also full of energy and worked hard without complaint.

For Yu Qinghe, the flagship store in Dawanghai is the starting point for her career to take off after she transformed into a shopkeeper, and she cannot afford to lose it.

For Xiong Er and others, whether the new store can open successfully and win a resounding success before the end of the year will determine their year-end bonuses and next year's salary, so they cannot afford to be careless.

Even Liang Haishun and Shao Delong, who had been dragged over by Xiong Er to help out voluntarily, dared not slack off at this moment, immersed in a strange atmosphere of unity and determination, where not working hard would lead to their deaths.

Looking at the group of people who were silent and only knew how to do their work, Delong's partner, the third-tier demon king Fengying King, shuddered.

Magic!

It must be that Su Qing used some kind of bewitching magic to make these people work hard for him day and night without supervision!

Its Wind Eagle King, with its unyielding spirit, will certainly not be bewitched by this sorcery.

Doing things? A third-tier demon king can be ridden, but he absolutely cannot be bullied!
"Waaaaah (Old Feng, what are you standing there for? Come and help with the work! Only those who do the work will be taken to the Red Sleeve Pavilion for team building by the master!)"

"Here it comes! As a member of the team, Fellow Daoist Qinghe, please speak freely. Is there anything I, Lao Feng, can do? A fireworks show? What is that? Whatever it is, Lao Feng will definitely make it look beautiful!"

The group was busy.

Su Qing walked out of the puppet-making room, hands behind his back, and nodded in satisfaction.

Wanghai City is a bustling city with many shops. When a new shop opens, it needs to make a big splash at the beginning in order to let more people know about it.

For example, when the Sword Arrives Hall opened its shop in this city, it taught all the cultivators of the Sea-Gazing Sect a lesson with the head of the third-tier King Octopus, one of the twelve sea beasts near the sea.

It is said that on that day, the whole city was filled with octopus tentacles. Countless cultivators from Wanghai took the tentacles they found home to boil or braise, spreading the fame of the Sword Arrival Hall throughout the entire Wanghai.

By slaying a peak third-tier sea beast, they not only established their prestige and fame but also showcased their business acumen, ensuring that the Sword Palace, which was not good at marketing, had no shortage of customers from the very beginning.

This shows how important it is for a store to have a successful opening.

"What, Master, do you also want to go to the near sea to find a sea monster to establish your prestige and fame?"

Qinghe noticed that Su Qing was idly staring at the octopus head hanging in the Sword Hall in the distance, and couldn't help but ask.

"For the past two weeks, we've been training puppets day and night. How could we have time to hunt sea beasts? The Sword Palace was lucky back then. On its opening day, a giant octopus came ashore and caused trouble, which allowed it to become famous. We don't have that kind of luck!"

Just as Su Qing was shaking his head and sighing that no sea beasts were coming to deliver their heads,

Suddenly, his expression hardened, his gaze fell on the western sky, and he shouted at the working-class bears, dogs, and eagles behind him:

“A powerful figure is coming to attack. His visit in the dead of night must mean him no good.”

Fellow Daoist Liang, quickly activate the defensive formation, and Qinghe activates all the pre-set guard puppets in the shop.

"You all stay inside for now, and allow me to meet this guest!"

Speak of heads, and heads will appear.

They came to take Su Qing's head.

Within the store, Qinghe and the others could sense that even through the store's array, the originally hazy night had been rendered as if by thick ink, a heavy, somber black.

The sparse lights that used to illuminate Wanghai City at night were now swallowed by darkness, leaving everything in sight dim and the only sound unsettling silence.

What horrified them even more was...

Even the Su Ji Shop, protected by the third-order Thunderfire Golden Light Array, could not withstand the encroachment of the night. Those trapped in the array could not see or hear anything, lost all their senses and consciousness, and were like dead people!
Or are they already dead?

Yu Qinghe and the others were caught in a life-or-death predicament, on the verge of scaring themselves to death.

Xiong Er and Huo Dan, one a puppet and the other a demon, remained unaffected.

The Buddhist monks, with their arms wrapped around a vajra, blew a whistle to create Buddhist chants. Wherever the chants passed, a radiant light appeared, bringing clarity to the minds of all practitioners.

The calamity hound spewed hellfire, its crimson flames tinged with black, their divine might like a prison, driving away the dark night that was about to devour its prey from the small shop.

"Look at that bear and dog! You, Wind Eagle King, are supposed to be a third-tier demon king, yet you're so useless!"

The moment Shao Delong opened his eyes and mouth, he launched into a tirade of exasperation at Feng Ying Wang.

It's one thing that he can't compare to Su Qing, but even the spirit beasts he raises are inferior to hers!

“This Xiong Er gets paid more every year than you do, and Huo Dan eats more demon cores every day than you and I combined do. You think I’m not capable enough, but I think you’re treated badly!”

The Wind Eagle King didn't tolerate him in the slightest, and his retort left Delong speechless, awkwardly saying:

"Alright, alright, once Fellow Daoist Su's shop opens, with his help in promoting the goods, my armor shop's business should also pick up. At that time, I'll be living the high life, and I certainly won't let you suffer!"

Fearing that the Wind Eagle King would keep harping on the issue of treatment, Delong quickly made a promise and then swiftly changed the subject.

"The night is like a knife, stealing away one's five senses, blinding one's consciousness, and killing without a trace. Even with my great courage, I was almost scared to death just now. This person is no ordinary person. I wonder if Fellow Daoist Su can withstand it!"

"Whether he can hold on or not, don't even think about making me go up and take his place. I, the Wind Eagle King, have only earned a few spirit stones from you, Shao Delong. Don't even think about making me risk my life!"

The Wind Eagle King folded its wings and cowered, glancing timidly at the chaotic darkness outside, conjuring up all sorts of ferocious and malevolent images in its mind. It had absolutely no intention of helping Su Qing fight against the evil enemy.

At this moment, Su Qing, who was outside, had no intention of asking the cultivators inside the shop for help.

No need for Xiong Er's chanting and Buddhist light, or Huo Dan's Netherworld Crimson Fire to help.

At this moment, his body was engulfed in a bright red flame, his energy surging forth brilliantly. Standing with his hands behind his back, he was like a lighthouse in the deep sea amidst the vast darkness, exuding an aura of strength that reassured people.

"Stripping away a person's five senses, severing life and death, wielding the night as a blade, and acting like Yama, the one who has come must be the Night Emperor, one of the two emperors of the Twilight Society, Fellow Daoist Night?"

Su Qing, dressed in tiger-egg-patterned clothing, had golden eyes. Lu Wu saw that Su Qing's eyes were fixed on a certain spot, watching the villain hidden in the darkness.

The Night Emperor, bestowed with the Ten Dao Pattern Night Wanderer Gods by the Earth Demon Heaven, transformed them into the Evil Pattern Yama Night, who reigned supreme in Wanghai City for a thousand years, and whose strength should not be underestimated.

If you want to open a shop, you must establish your authority by having a large number of people.

The Night Emperor's head is definitely worth more than enough.

However, it represents the Twilight Society and the Divine Kingdom, which carries a somewhat heavy weight.

If possible, Su Qing still wanted to turn hostility into friendship and spare his life.

Unfortunately, the Night Emperor had an itchy neck and a heavy head, so he wanted Su Qing to help him treat it!
"Knowing that I have come in person, you should know that tonight is your death day."

Judging from the profusion of flowers in front of the gate, I imagine it will be packed with guests tomorrow. It's just a pity that you won't be able to see this scene.

"If you must blame someone, blame yourself, brat! What cultivation level or rank do you have to dare possess the Nine Li Qiongqi Dao Mark on your body!"

The Night Emperor felt somewhat uncomfortable under Su Qing's golden gaze, even though he was certain that with his evil runes, this Daoist Su would not be able to discover his true form.

However, just to be on the safe side, it still quietly moved its original location in the dark of night.

"Did the Earth Demon Heaven send you?"

Upon hearing that he had come for the Dao patterns, Su Qing frowned and asked.

Night Emperor, constantly maneuvering in the darkness and displaying masterful skills, was about to unleash his evil magic on Su Qing again, having previously failed to defeat him, and was happy to stall for time.

"If everything required the orders of the Supreme God, how could I, the Night Emperor, have reached such a high position today? The Dao patterns of the Nine Li Qiongqi are incompatible with the Supreme God, and the Supreme God may not be interested in them. However, the High Evil God has only been in power for a short time and lacks sufficient foundation, so he urgently needs to replenish his Dao patterns."

"This mark on you is a gift I, the Night Emperor, offer to the High Evil God as a sign of his ascension!"

"Is Gao Erqiang really that successful now? He doesn't even have to lift a finger to get Dao patterns; sycophants will just deliver them to him. The number one evil god under the Earth Demon Heaven has such advantages. No wonder he was willing to fight Wan Mutong!"

"How dare you, you lowly rogue cultivator, address the evil god by his name!"

The Night Emperor roared, and in the darkness, sinister chains descended upon Su Qing.

Behind the chains, there was a sinister scythe that blended completely into the night, which slashed down menacingly, intending to cut them in half.

A night of despair, a chain of death, a deadly blade.

These three methods are the Night Emperor's three deadly moves that have plagued Wanghai City for a thousand years.

The Soul Loss Night technique was ineffective against Su Qing, likely due to the Nine Li Qiongqi Dao patterns on her body. This evil technique is a full-area attack, but while its range is large, its specificity is weak, often resulting in immunity to third-tier Golden Core cultivators. Although Night Emperor was alarmed, he remained calm.

All you need to do is bind his soul with the Soul-Binding Chain and sever his physical body with the Life-Taking Blade, and you can use his head as a drinking snack and take his Dao runes to advance your status!
Under the cover of darkness, the Night Emperor grinned and chuckled silently. Suddenly, behind him, long-armed mountain demons appeared out of thin air. The moment they appeared, the thunder shovels in the hands of the mountain demons shoveled at the Night Emperor, making him grimace and run away with his head in his hands.

"A puppet? A second-tier puppet? How could a mere second-tier puppet detect my true form!"

The Night Emperor, defying all superstition, was accustomed to using the darkness as its camouflage. It darted and weaved through the night, constantly shifting positions and pulling and tugging, trying to shake off these big-headed mountain demons.

No matter how high it flies or how low it moves, these big-headed mandrills always manage to appear behind it, pulling and tugging until it's numb, at which point it has no choice but to give up trying to escape.

Let them go ahead and try. As a third-tier evil being, it may not be good at defense, but it can't be destroyed by a few second-tier puppets in a short time.

Its gaze fell upon the puppets below, waiting for Su Qing to be killed by its deadly chains and blades. Once these puppets were uncontrolled, they would be at its mercy.

But what I saw was not what I had hoped for.

Below, Su Qing himself remained motionless, while a two-headed mirage dragon, with four claws and four clubs, struck the dragon with the sound of a wooden fish from an unknown source, shattering its life-snatching chain and deadly blade into pieces.
(End of this chapter)