Enshrinement as a God

Splash!

As the long-stretched Tonglin trembled lightly, surprisingly, fish with their white bellies turned up began to float up with bubbles.

The fish that floated up, centered on Jiang Ziya's ferry boat, were at least dozens.

Jiang Ziya carefully tore off the character 'Zhen' that was attached to Tonglin.

"If Master Tongtian had seen this, he would have been punished..."

If there was a righteous path and an evil path in fishing, this was surely an act of the evil path.

Although he had once been the leader of the demonic cult, Tongtian had emphasized the righteous path when it came to fishing.

Jiang Ziya, in his heart, offered words of apology to Tongtian and picked up the fish trap he had put away.

Picking up the fish that were floating on the water and putting them in the fish trap was a task easier than twisting a child's wrist.

Among them, the young fish, when he lightly held them in his hand, blew qi into them, and released them, they quickly came to their senses and fled into the river.

Jiang Ziya, while gathering the fish like that, could not hide his unease.

Bubble!

As if the power of the technique he had put on the boat was weakening, the water that had been pushed out from between the cracks at the bottom of the boat shot up for a moment and then became quiet again.

Looking at the shape of the ink of the eight trigrams spreading on the boat, it was clear that the energy was being exhausted faster than Jiang Ziya had expected.

"I'm sorry. If the situation wasn't so urgent, I wouldn't have used this method."

Jiang Ziya, after saving and sending back the small fish as much as possible, filled the fish trap with large fish.

Jiang Ziya, who had gathered all the surrounding fish, grabbed the oars and pushed them with all his might.

Swoosh!

The ferry boat, as it was, gained speed and began to head towards the pier where the Fish Dragon Festival was being held.

As he pulled the boat in like that, the ferry boats of those who had launched their boats and were fishing began to be seen.

However, unlike when he had started, when many ferry boats were visible, now a considerable number of boats were drifting without an owner, or the wreckage of what seemed to have been boats was being swept down the river.

"Hmm..."

Among the boats floating along the direction of the river where Jiang Ziya was returning, only a couple of them had fishing rods on them.

The two people who were sitting on their respective boats and fishing were fishing, facing each other while maintaining a certain distance.

The two, who were exuding a sense of tension for some reason, discovered Jiang Ziya, who had appeared, driving a boat, and naturally turned their gazes towards him.

"Is that scholar over there already giving up and going back?"

"If he's a scholar, he should just read books quietly. To enjoy river fishing as if he were on a tour of the mountains and rivers."

The sturdy-looking middle-aged man and the old man sitting opposite him each threw a word and chided Jiang Ziya.

"Is there a separate age or status for enjoying fishing? To think so is rather against the way of fishing."

Jiang Ziya lifted the fish trap.

The middle-aged man, who had discovered the fish that were so full that the fish trap seemed about to burst, had a strange light in his two eyes.

"Hehe! How audacious!"

"That's why he would have faced old men like the Black and White Twin Demons without fear."

"The Black and White Twin Demons?"

At the unexpected title, Jiang Ziya put down the fish trap and looked at the two people alternately.

A glistening murderous intent was flowing in the pupils of the middle-aged man and the old man in shabby clothes.

"If it's the Black and White Twin Demons... are you perhaps from the Xuan Cult?"

"The Xuan Cult! You have some sense, so you don't say the Demonic Cult!"

The two, who had revealed their identities, got up from the ferry boat.

As the old man took out the oar that had been submerged in the river, a long spear, not an oar, revealed its form, and the middle-aged man was holding a chain sickle that had been placed in the ferry boat.

The only time Jiang Ziya had gotten involved with the Demonic Cult since he had come to the martial world.

It was only when he had helped Yang Jian and had fought with the demonic leaders called the Black and White Twin Demons.

That was also a thing of the past, so it was unexpected for them to reveal that they were people of the Demonic Cult now.

Moreover, Jiang Ziya was curious as to how they had been waiting for him.

"But unfortunately for you, whether it's the Demonic Cult or the Xuan Cult, such things don't have much meaning to us. No, rather, for assassins like us, wouldn't it be more to our liking to be called the Demonic Cult?"

At the middle-aged man's sneer, the old man shook off the water on his spear and stroked his beard.

"I am called the Rain Sound Spear, and that one is called the White Bone Collector. Are you the scholar named Jiang?"

The Rain Sound Spear and the White Bone Collector were both famous masters and assassins in the Demonic Cult.

However, Jiang Ziya had never heard of the titles of the two.

"What do you two want from me?"

"We have revealed that we are assassins. Do you want to know our purpose separately?"

The Black and White Twin Demons were famous masters and elders of the Demonic Cult.

Since the Black Demon had died and the White Demon had been seriously injured in the fight against Yang Jian and Jiang Ziya, it was unlikely that the Demonic Cult would just let it go.

"If I had known that the Black and White Twin Demons were from the Xuan Cult, this would not have happened."

"So the Demonic Cult is scary, but the Black and White Twin Demons are not? How arrogant!"

His master, the Tongtian Cult Master, was the previous leader of the Demonic Cult.

There was even an order to avoid fighting with the people of the Xuan Cult.

Although he would have helped Yang Jian even if he were to go back to the past, he would have at least stopped the Black Demon from being defeated by Yang Jian's hand.

"If it weren't for the Qinglong Temple monks who are staying here and the strange sounds they are making, your head would have already fallen."

"The Qinglong Temple...?"

Jiang Ziya, at the White Bone Collector's words, could tell that the monks who were holding the Buddhist service were from a place called the Qinglong Temple.

Moreover, the strange sound he was talking about was surely referring to the Buddhist service.

Since Jiang Ziya had also been affected, if they had learned demonic arts, they would have been affected much more than Jiang Ziya.

Although he did not know what kind of temple the Qinglong Temple was, since there was hostility in the voice that mentioned it, it was clear that it was not a friendly relationship, and since the sound of the Buddhist service was interfering with the operation of their divine art, it was understandable that they were burdened to aim for Jiang Ziya in the village.

Then it was also understandable that they had appeared on the outskirts of the river and had revealed their true colors.

"Tell us Yang Jian's whereabouts. If you do so, we will send you off without pain."

"Are you talking about Brother Yang Jian?"

"I don't know if he's your older brother or younger brother, but after arriving at the Sichuan Tang Clan, Yang Jian's whereabouts have become unknown. You must know the whereabouts of the Guanqiu Yi and Lang Swords, right?"

Yang Jian had left with Nezha to find the Medicine Immortal, one of the Two Immortals of the World.

But at the words that they were still chasing after Yang Jian, Jiang Ziya wondered what kind of grudge they had that they were so persistently chasing after Yang Jian, not to mention having annihilated the Thunderbolt Gate.

"For what reason are you tormenting Brother Yang Jian so much?"

"That's none of your business. So do you know his whereabouts?"

"I don't."

In the first place, no one knew where the Medicine Immortal was, and wasn't that why Yang Jian had left with Nezha, who was related to him?

As if he had expected Jiang Ziya's answer to some extent, the White Bone Collector began to spin the iron chain at the end of his chain sickle threateningly.

"Perhaps when pain begins to dominate your head, your mouth will confess on its own, against your will."

"Tsk, tsk... the Demon General Manager told us to be lenient... but since you're being so uncooperative, what can we do..."

The old man called the Rain Sound Spear also held his spear and took a stance.

Although he had taken a stance on the ferry boat, his posture was unwavering and quiet, revealing without a doubt that he was a master who had accumulated considerable training.

"May I ask one more thing?"

"What is it?"

"The owners of the boats here... what happened to them?"

Although the broken boats and their wreckage, and the ownerless ferry boats were floating, no human figures were visible.

"We have to eliminate what gets in the way of our work."

Although the old man spoke calmly, Jiang Ziya let out a short groan inwardly.

It was clear that innocent people had lost their lives because of him.

'What should I do in a time like this?'

Although there was an order from the Tongtian Cult Master not to fight with the people of the Demonic Cult, it was by no means a thing that Jiang Ziya was willing to turn a blind eye to.

A situation where his master's order and his sense of justice were clashing internally.

Jiang Ziya, with his last worry, said a word to them.

"If I say that my master is the Tongtian Cult Master, what will you do?"

"What? Hahaha!"

"Hahahaha!"

The two burst into a loud laugh at Jiang Ziya's one word.

And then, the murderous intent in the eyes of the two became even thicker.

"You have crossed a line that you should not have crossed. To dare to beg for your life by mentioning the Heavenly Demon."

"But if you are truly a disciple of the Heavenly Demon, I will apologize for your rudeness with my life in this place."

"I..."

As Jiang Ziya was about to continue speaking, the White Bone Collector's chain sickle flew at Jiang Ziya at a tremendous speed, as if he would not listen anymore.

Jiang Ziya hurriedly flew his body to avoid the chain sickle.

However, as if he had expected Jiang Ziya's movement, the White Bone Collector's chain sickle drew a gentle trajectory and was sucked into his hand.

"Swoosh!"

This time, it was the Rain Sound Spear's turn.

As he stretched his spear greatly towards the back, his ferry boat began to approach Jiang Ziya's ferry boat at a tremendous speed.

Bang!

As the two ferry boats collided, the boats shook, and the bodies of the two who were standing on the ferry boats also tilted greatly.

However, both of them did not fall, as if their feet were attached to the boats, and stood, shaking their bodies like a roly-poly. Tonglin and the long spear began to extend, facing each other at a distance of less than a foot.

Swoosh! Swoosh!

With the sound of cutting the wind, the Rain Sound Spear's spear repeatedly stabbed at Jiang Ziya's chest.

Jiang Ziya, avoiding the Rain Sound Spear's spear by a hand's breadth, lightly turned Tonglin and thrust the silkworm thread at the Rain Sound Spear as if he were catching a fish.

"Gah!"

The Rain Sound Spear, letting out a short groan at the sharp line of Tonglin that was digging into his shoulder, kicked Jiang Ziya's ferry boat with his foot.

As the distance between the ferry boats widened due to the impact, this time, the White Bone Collector, who had come close, spun his chain sickle and flew his body at Jiang Ziya again.

"It seems it's time to retire, old man!"

"..."

The Rain Sound Spear did not answer the White Bone Collector's one word and, after lightly stopping the blood flowing from his shoulder with his palm, looked at the red blood that was caked on his palm.

And as he looked at Jiang Ziya, who was swinging Tonglin at the chain sickle, alternately, his pupils trembled lightly.

"Scream, you brat!"

Although the White Bone Collector's chain sickle flew at Jiang Ziya with a vicious momentum, Jiang Ziya swung Tonglin at the ferry boat that the White Bone Collector was on, not at the chain sickle.

Thwack!

As the silkworm thread, which could pierce even a rock, got caught on the White Bone Collector's ferry boat, Jiang Ziya, as if he were pulling up a fish, pulled it with force.

"Ugh, ugh?"

As the ferry boat was lifted and was pulled up towards Jiang Ziya at a terrifying speed, the White Bone Collector was greatly flustered and hurriedly threw his body from his ferry boat into the river.

Splash!

The Sudden Rain Divine Spear!

As the White Bone Collector fell into the river, the Rain Sound Spear calmly grabbed his spear and performed his ultimate technique at Jiang Ziya.

The spear, which was extending quietly as if it had swallowed the sound, but at a terrifying speed, was accurately aiming at Jiang Ziya's forehead.

Jiang Ziya, at the Rain Sound Spear's technique, gathered the energy of the Six Arts and Three Strategies and thrust out a palm in one go.

The Six Arts and Three Strategies.

The chapter of the Demonic Strategy.

The Six Arts Hand.

The Imperial Demonic Divine Palm

(End of Chapter)