Fellow Daoist! That scoundrel has written a new book again.

Chapter 422 Storyteller

Tongzhou.

The teahouse was packed with guests, who were fanning themselves and sipping tea, seemingly heading towards a more "refined" atmosphere. Unfortunately, they were not listening to moral essays, but rather to idle chatter and storytelling.

The storyteller stood behind the table, clearly with a seat available, yet he insisted on standing, in order to project a powerful presence.

Now we're at a crucial point.

Zhu Wuyao found a seat and ordered tea, then heard—

"In order to eliminate this great scourge, the evil Taoist priest of Tongzhou risked his life and went deep into the enemy camp, but he did not expect that his tricks had been seen through and he was controlled by the 'Blood Erosion Curse'!"

"The remaining bit of divine consciousness was not enough to support him in breaking free from control and heading towards the righteous camp on the other side."

"Just then, he saw that the person who had challenged him was none other than his good-for-nothing disciple, and he couldn't help but feel a pang of unease."

He thought to himself: Judging from the situation today, I am not going to survive. I only hope that in this critical moment, I can regain the courage I had to protect Tongzhou and protect my disciples!

"The banners flutter, my heart is filled with unease. I long to walk the righteous path, but alas, I am bound by shackles..."

The storyteller behind the table was none other than Luo Budao.

These days, Zhu Wuyao hasn't had time to visit Luo Budao.

Unexpectedly, Luo Budao actually took her words to heart. This little demon was pure of heart and did not think about where she should go, but was thinking about the reputation of the demon in Tongzhou.

After several days of seclusion, he compiled the events that occurred in front of the Seven Illusions Gate of Stars into a storybook.

Repeated over and over in street teahouses.

To uphold my mentor's reputation as a chivalrous hero.

Fortunately, this story takes place around Tongzhou. Some time ago, the four major sects went to wipe out the evil sects in a grand and imposing manner, and the people of Tongzhou were already curious about this matter.

Therefore, whenever Luo Budao came to tell stories, the hall was always packed.

"That sword elder of Qingyun Sect has a dignified air about him. His sword energy cuts down countless evil cultivators, but whether intentionally or unintentionally, he somehow 'overlooked' the corner where the evil Taoist from Tongzhou was reminiscing with his disciple..."

"The disciple of the Star-Picking Tower, with countless tribulation clouds behind her and muffled thunder, stood poised to strike, holding a long halberd, her expression solemn. Gazing at the evil Taoist from Tongzhou controlled by the Blood Erosion Curse, she recalled his past righteous deeds, her eyes filled with sorrow..."

Zhu Wuyao sighed softly, and the teacup fell onto the table.

Luo Budao may well be aware of the arrogance of the four sects, so why would he care about the evil Taoists of Tongzhou or pity the master-disciple relationship?

It is evident that Luo Budao went to great lengths to devise a plan in order to bring fame to his mentor.

If one were to act solely on emotion and write "Four Kindnesses," it's uncertain whether this story could even be told.

Luo Budaotong used almost all of his "social skills" to his advantage.

It not only tells the story of the dilemma and chivalry of the evil Taoists in Tongzhou, but also praises all four sects and classifies them all as positive characters.

They made no mention of the arrogance and ruthlessness of the four sects who wanted to wipe out the two of them that day.

The righteous path is like the way of Heaven.

It has always been for the sake of stability, not for the sake of justice.

However, the process of upholding the interests of the majority often appears similar to "justice."

The storyteller spoke with righteous indignation, yet his heart was as clear as a mirror, while Zhu Wuyao, the listener, couldn't help but sigh.

When Luo finished telling the epilogue, he was met with cheers from the audience.

Just as he was about to step down from the stage, he heard Zhu Wuyao's telepathic message in his ear—

"I'm going to Dongji City. Come with me."

Luo Budao paused for a moment, his gaze sweeping over the customers in the teahouse before meeting the eyes of the person in the corner.

Zhu Wuyao still looked like Zhu Wuji. She nodded to Luo Budao in acknowledgment, then called over a waiter and opened a private room.

Before long, Luo Budao arrived.

"I almost didn't recognize you, but your appearance this time does bear a resemblance to yourself!"

That's natural; there's an objective fact that there's some blood relation involved.

Zhu Wuyao got straight to the point:

“I don’t know many people in Dongji City, but you can help me outside the sect.”

Another reason was the fear that Luo Budao might accidentally die.

Tongzhou is a place of trouble, and after this incident, the attention of both the Taibai Sect and the Juque Sect has largely fallen on Tongzhou.

Perhaps they will clean up the unaffiliated cultivators in Tongzhou.

Although Luo Budao has never done anything bad, he is still a demon, and if he accidentally offends someone, he could easily die.

Upon hearing that his existence was indispensable, Luo Budao immediately perked up, but then hesitated and said:

"Dongji City is too close to Qingyun Sect. It is one of the four main cities, and I am just a demon..."

Zhu Wuyao said:

"Go back to the place where we dealt with the stolen goods last time and see if there are any magical artifacts that can conceal the demonic aura. If not, try looking in places like auction houses."

“Spirit stones are easy to discuss.”

Spirit stones are easy to discuss.

Zhu Wuyao has acquired another batch of stolen goods and needs to find a place to dispose of them.

Hearing that Zhu Wuyao had overcome all difficulties to bring him along, Luo Budao felt even more that his presence was indispensable, and nodded repeatedly.

"Since my friend is in trouble, I, Luo Budao, will go to great lengths to help him. Let alone Dongji City, I will accompany you through mountains of knives and seas of fire!"

The two reached a consensus.

After leaving the teahouse, Zhu Wuyao changed into the skin he had worn during his trip to the black market and walked towards the stronghold with Luo Budao.

Although the four factions have gathered in Tongzhou, it is better to remain still than to make a move. Changing their base now might actually attract attention instead of causing any trouble.

Upon seeing the newcomer, the gatekeeper cried out in despair.

Why is this evil spirit here again...?

Logically speaking, Tongzhou is currently going through a turbulent period, shouldn't someone like Master Wuyan have left the city to seek refuge long ago...?

If I had known she was coming, she wouldn't have been here; she would have gone to a different base.

Zhu Wuyao showed absolutely no awareness that he was "unpopular".

She felt that although this was a black market, the prices were fair and the people were very reasonable. They were honest businessmen, and after being led in, she laid out the stolen goods she wanted to sell.

Fortunately, the "apprenticeship gifts" are mostly elixirs and spiritual herbs.

The people in the black market breathed a sigh of relief; this was much easier to exchange than those standard magical artifacts.

Judging from his tone, it seemed he was going to spend a large sum of spirit stones, which somehow made him take a liking to this big Buddha.

Before leaving, he reminded Zhu Wuyao of something:

"These are turbulent times, and life may be difficult for independent cultivators. If you have nothing else to do, esteemed guest, you might as well leave the city for the time being to seek refuge."

Indeed, true kindness still exists in the world.

Tongzhou was a rare destination for demons, and the black market was never short of anything they could use.

The two found a secluded spot and put on the herbal sachet-shaped ritual implement.

Zhu Wuyao circled Luo Budao twice; this thing was indeed quite good.

Luo Budao was quite satisfied.

"It's a pity that this item is not effective for a long time; it can only temporarily cover up your identity. If you want to completely conceal your demon race identity, you'll have to go to a larger auction house to find something."

As dusk approached.

The two agreed to meet in Dongji City, and Zhu Wuyao headed towards the Four Sects' headquarters.

The day after tomorrow, I will be traveling by spirit boat with Elder Liao to the teleportation array. It won't be appropriate for me to go out and meet anyone in the next couple of days. Besides, Zhu Wuyao still has some things to consider—

How could she get Elder Liao to exempt her from the period of seclusion and reflection after returning to the sect?