Master of Kaidan-Chapter 499: Too Fake Immortal

"Master, why isn’t it moving at all? Did I not do something right?" Nezha poked the wooden figure’s head but observed no reaction, which caused a hint of panic to arise. fгeewёbnoѵel_cσm

Feng Xue swept her Divine Thought over and said with a slight upturn of her lips:

"It’s fine. He had already cultivated to the Immortal Path, achieved the ’Three Flowers Gathering at the Top’ and the ’Five Qi Chaoyuan.’ You disrupted his progress in one go, his soul body was injured. Later, go find the City God Temple outside the town and place him there; let him be worshipped with incense under the City God for a few years, and he’ll be fine."

As she spoke, as though afraid Nezha wouldn’t believe her, Feng Xue gathered a trace of spiritual light at her fingertip, and with a poke at the wooden figure, it was as if a red-hot rod had jabbed it, and it suddenly sprang up more than three feet, but after floundering a couple of times, it fell still again.

"See, it’s already alive, just unable to move—that’s all."

"Oh! But I’m not familiar with the City God. Is it really okay to just split his incense worship without bringing some kind of gift?" Nezha had some concerns, and promptly, Feng Xue brought out a Token from her bosom and handed it to Nezha:

"As your Master, I am a superior of the City God. With this Token, they will naturally take care of it for you. Still, since you are asking for a favor, afterward make a plaque and a wooden effigy for the City God Temple, as a matter of courtesy."

"Understood, Master!" Upon hearing this, Nezha immediately took the Token, grabbed Taiyi by one hand, and jogged unsteadily towards the outskirts of the town.

It wasn’t that he was in a rush; he just had only heard about the City God Temple and, wanting to craft a wooden effigy, naturally needed to see it for himself first.

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It has to be said, Nezha’s efficiency in handling affairs was indeed high. In just two days, he had crafted the spirit table, plaque, and wooden effigy. This City God of Chentang Pass was originally a good elder from a local family. Seeing that it was General Li’s third son who came and bearing a token from the Heavenly Court, he naturally was exceptionally cooperative. With the gifts Nezha brought being quite satisfactory, there was no room for any small-minded deceptions.

However, shortly after Nezha had taken care of everything and left the City God Temple, the wooden effigy of Taiyi that was placed in a side hall and being worshipped with incense suddenly started to move.

"Huff, this young lad Nezha, his sculpting skills are one thing, but why is his Kung Fu so profound? How could a single punch disperse my ’Three Flowers’ and ’Five Qi’? Even a disciple from the Inner Sect of the Jie Sect would probably only be at this level, right?"

At that thought, Taiyi recalled the power of that punch and immediately felt his soul body unstable. He quickly gathered his mind and turned to look at his own plaque, his expression darkening—

"Now that my ’Three Flowers’ are scattered and my ’Five Qi’ incomplete, receiving some incense to consolidate my soul body is one method. But this name must be changed; otherwise, if word gets out, I, Taiyi, fear I’ll lose face."

With this in mind, he shakily extended his hand toward the spirit table that bore the title "Seat of Taiyi" and attempted to erase the inscription, intending to create an alias to write anew.

Just then, a Ghost who served the City God and the Judge (a temple Judge responsible for preliminary judgments of the deceased, similar in role to a local court judge versus a central court judge) overheard the noise and came to investigate. Seeing the wooden figure showing signs of life, the Ghost exclaimed in shock:

"What kind of Demon are you, daring to alter the spirit table in a temple blessed by the Heavenly Court?!"

"Quiet down! Be quiet!" Taiyi waved an arm, intending to cast magic to capture the Ghost, but feeling his soul body weak and lacking strength, he quickly waved for mercy, repeatedly explaining:

"I’m the one enshrined by this spirit table—my name is Taiyi. I’m originally an Upper Immortal of the Chan Sect, and my true name here may invite trouble, hence I thought to conceal it a bit."

"Stop right there; I’m going to fetch Grandpa City God!"

The Ghost, being a child who died young, found his plea genuine and recalling the City God’s emphasis on this spirit table, immediately scampered out.

Taiyi Real Person only felt a sigh of frustration welling up in his belly, yet he remembered he no longer possessed the ability to breathe, so he could only let out a sigh and continued to scratch at the spirit tablet.

Fortunately, despite the dissipation of his "Three Flowers" and the incompleteness of his "Five Qi," the wooden figure that Nezha had made was of genuine material. Coupled with the infusion of his immortal body, his physical strength was quite formidable. By the time the City God hurried in, Taiyi had already erased one stroke from the ranking, leaving only a small hook, which looked somewhat out of place.

Upon seeing the missing part on the spirit tablet, the City God was immediately alarmed and angrily rebuked,

"How dare you tamper with the spirit tablet?"

"This is my own spirit tablet, why can’t I change it?" On any ordinary day, Taiyi would not even deign to acknowledge such a yin spirit of the divine path, but now, fallen from his high standing, he could only suppress his anger and retort.

But who would have guessed that upon hearing these words, the City God, too, responded with a face full of indignation,

"This spirit tablet was personally crafted by the Military God, a protector under the Emperor of Heaven. Even the slightest damage is an affront, let alone if there’s no mistake. Even if there truly was one, you should have obediently changed your name. How can you show such disrespect?"

"I..." Anger surged in Taiyi upon hearing the words, but his expression changed at the mention of the "Emperor of Heaven," and he immediately asked,

"This Emperor of Heaven... what sort of being is he?"

"The Emperor of Heaven, naturally, is the Master of the Heavenly Court, the king of all deities, who reigns over Heaven and Hell, rewarding the good and punishing the evil, overseeing the entire world!"

The City God puffed up his chest, responding with immense pride. Taiyi, upon hearing this, felt as if his wooden carved face almost turned pale with shock.

"It’s the Emperor of Heaven! Nezha is the Military God, a protector under the Emperor of Heaven! No wonder he possesses such formidable power! But why, when I prognosticated the will of heaven back then, did I only deduce the words ’of no importance’? Had I known... Had I known... Heaven’s will has deceived me!"

Taiyi let out a grief-stricken cry, but the City God crossed his arms with contempt and said,

"Even I, this country bumpkin, have heard that the will of heaven is inscrutable. How could you ever think that you could precisely predict the disciple of the Heavenly Emperor?"

"Yes! Why did I think that using the power of the Heavenly Court to divine heaven’s will, I could predict anything about the Heavenly Court itself?"

Taiyi lamented inexplicably, and the City God also sighed. Glancing at the ranking that had lost a stroke, he shook his head and said,

"Since it’s already changed, let it be for now. But if that Military God asks about it later, you must report the truth. Don’t let the whole temple, old and young, take the fall for you."

After speaking, he contemplated for a moment before saying,

"You’re staying in this side hall, with no one willing to offer you incense. Tell me, what skills do you possess? I’ll let the villagers know, and you can take on odd jobs to earn more incense offerings, which might help you form your soul body sooner."

"Let it be." Hearing this, Taiyi seemed to accept his fate and sighed,

"I am from the Chan Sect, and though my soul body is unstable, my medical skills are still useful. I can cure illnesses and exorcise demons."

"That’s good. Since you don’t wish to reveal your real name, I will oblige you. From now on, I will tell people that you are ’Tai Er Real Person.’ Don’t forget the grace of the Emperor of Heaven. Do good deeds diligently, in hopes of forming your soul body sooner."

Having finished speaking, the City God immediately turned and left. Taiyi stood there, dumbfounded for a moment, his eyes and brow suddenly twitched as if he wanted to say something, yet the words were stuck in his throat. He could only turn to look at the spirit tablet from which he had scratched off a stroke, staring at the six large characters "Position of Tai Er Real Person," and suddenly, everything before his eyes went dark.

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