‘Fellow Daoist, please wait!’

Hearing this voice transmission, Wen Jing Daoist initially didn’t want to respond, and even considered consuming this Celestial Immortal realm elder to calm her nerves.

But at this moment, Wen Jing Daoist wasn’t sure whether the Cutting Teaching’s three fierce ones had truly left, making her heart deeply uncertain.

Inevitably, Wen Jing Daoist began to suspect that this approaching Celestial Immortal realm elder might have been deliberately sent by those three fierce ones to test whether she dared speak about what had just happened…

Wen Jing Daoist closed her eyes, and took a gentle breath, forcefully suppressing her anger.

When under someone’s roof, one must bow their head!

She was no match for Zhao Gongming and Qiong Xiao, and could only choose survival as her priority.

So, facing the elderly Celestial Immortal who came to ‘test’ her, Wen Jing Daoist showed a pitiful expression…

Perhaps due to feeling too suppressed, within Wen Jing Daoist’s heart, a pessimistic and depressed emotion was continuously brewing, as scenes of recently being scammed by the Cutting Teaching’s [Three Fierce Ones] kept floating before her eyes…

Though called the three fierce ones, the name wasn’t truly fitting.

After all, only two could be considered fierce, while the other True Immortal who pretended to pass by was just a helper randomly pulled in by Zhao Gongming and Qiong Xiao!

Thinking of this small True Immortal made Wen Jing Daoist even angrier…

How dare just anyone act wildly toward her!

The other party pretended to pass by, even pulling her arm, putting on an act while crying:

‘Aiya, Fellow Daoist, you can’t do this!

Aiya, injuring someone like this, how could this be acceptable?’

Such words were telling her—we’ve got you cornered, just accept it, Fellow Daoist!

Pah!

The Cutting Teaching’s people all had dirty hearts!

Even such an unremarkable small True Immortal had a dirty heart!

Compared to these Cutting Teaching people, those Western Teaching experts who daily thought about poaching from the Dao School’s walls and secretly calculating against the Three Teachings were completely great benefactors who devoted themselves wholeheartedly to the great development of the Western Primordial Chaos!

The children of her tribe were like boys and girls bathed in heavenly divine water!

Especially when Wen Jing Daoist thought about…

‘I, the great Queen, had already submitted, yet they did nothing to me!’

This was the most infuriating!

The three fierce ones only took away a pile of useless treasure materials and spirit stones, then Qiong Xiao made her put on this current long dress and lectured her about corrupting the Primordial Chaos’ atmosphere and affecting the cultivation of those pure male disciples in the Cutting Teaching.

Afterward, they made her swear a great dao oath, then just let her leave like this…

Who were they looking down upon!?

She, Wen Jing Daoist, wasn’t worth being targeted by their Cutting Teaching? Wasn’t worth being coerced into doing some other more meaningful things?

Was her life only worth a pile of spirit stones and treasure materials?

Western Teaching profanity!

Who knows what she had gone through?

The more Wen Jing Daoist thought about it, the more suppressed she felt, truly wanting to burst out cursing, but then remembered the great dao oath she had just been forced to swear…

That oath…

What kind of sinister, crafty, scheming, and watertight fierce spirit could have written such a great dao oath template?

What were the Cutting Teaching immortals planning by calculating against her like this?

Warning others by killing the chicken to scare the monkey?

Or was it purely that they happened to run into her and casually came to bully her for entertainment?

Entertainment…

She, Wen Jing Daoist, though not top-tier in the Primordial Chaos, was someone who could be called a great divine ability user, yet became entertainment for the Cutting Teaching’s fierce ones…

Over so many years, she, Wen Jing Daoist, had calculated against countless beings, and all who had seen her or known her name were already dead.

However, today meeting true masters of calculation, she finally knew the gap could be so large…

No wonder they could become disciples of the Cutting Teaching’s sage, while she was merely a blood blade in the Western Teaching sage’s hands…

Thinking of this, Wen Jing Daoist smiled self-mockingly, suddenly feeling somewhat discouraged.

Unable to fight, certain to lose, should she continue opposing the Dao School?

She had been running east and west for the Western Teaching, only gaining some worship merit…

Did she care about those tribespeople held by the Western Teaching?

Being honest with herself, not necessarily.

The last time when those tribespeople were killed by the Dragon Clan, she didn’t feel much heartache, just felt angry about being calculated against by those stupid dragons.

But without those tribespeople, she would have no sense of existence in this world, just like a lonely soul drifting from ancient times.

The Three Teachings, Western Teaching, Heavenly Dao, great situations, merit, disputes between great teachings…

Hehe…

Ultimately, what did these have to do with her, Wen Jing Daoist?

Laugh at ten thousand years of futile busyness, sigh at the impermanence of the great dao.

Why not go to the Chaos Sea, avoid the sages’ search, and find a secret place to hide and cultivate?

If lucky, finding one or two weak Chaos being tribes, or Primordial Chaos fragments drifting in the Chaos Sea with living beings, she could still be a Queen…

Thus, Li Changshou saw:

The supposedly extremely fierce Mosquito Daoist suddenly showed a dejected, desolate smile, looking up at the azure sky, her eyes full of emotion.

Then, this Mosquito Daoist spoke, using a flat tone to transmit to the elders hundreds of li away:

“Fellow Daoists need not come over.

Your great dao oath is already so complete, are you still worried about my future revenge?”

As expected!

Li Changshou smiled bitterly inside—this Mosquito Daoist had truly been scammed by Great Lord Zhao and Lady Qiong Xiao!

Great Lord Zhao and Lady Qiong Xiao didn’t directly kill her, probably because they didn’t know her background…

Looking now, this Mosquito Daoist was indeed a beauty.

Unfortunately…

In Li Changshou’s eyes, even if this Mosquito Daoist was more beautiful than [Three Realms First, Historical Top Five] Chang’e of the Moon, she was still just a six-legged Primordial Chaos fierce one!

Continuing to approach Mosquito Daoist, before Li Changshou could speak, Wen Jing Daoist transmitted again, her emotions slightly excited:

“Fellow Daoist, isn’t this enough?

Does this poor Daoist have no face? You’re bullying people too much!

Yes, this poor Daoist can’t fight you, isn’t it enough that this poor Daoist is hiding?

This poor Daoist will leave the Primordial Chaos now, are you satisfied?”

Li Changshou: …

Just getting scammed once, how did she suddenly become so world-weary?

He and Mosquito Daoist had fought remotely several times, and he had once considered Mosquito Daoist the most troublesome hidden danger, making mosquito prevention his primary consideration when going out.

As opponents, based on Mosquito Daoist’s style in several actions, Li Changshou somewhat understood Mosquito Daoist’s methods.

Though he couldn’t rule out the possibility that Mosquito Daoist was deliberately acting now;

But reasoning backward from the Sage Lord’s instructions, this Mosquito Daoist had likely become inexplicably disheartened due to being scammed, truly wanting to leave the Primordial Chaos and avoid the Three Realms…

How could this be allowed?!

Supreme Clarity Sage Lord’s meaning was to keep Mosquito Daoist in her original state—whether she calculated against the Dao School or schemed against the Dragon Clan, it couldn’t affect her destroying the Western Teaching’s Twelve-Petaled Golden Lotus!

What exactly did Great Lord Zhao do to this mosquito?

Li Changshou’s thoughts flowed, though he came hurriedly, several plan options had already appeared in his mind…

Plan A: Use the momentum to ignite Mosquito Daoist’s anger, and kindle her hatred for the Cutting Teaching immortals, thereby making her spirit energetic, continuing to cause trouble in the Primordial Chaos underground.

Plan B: Have a chuunibyou and passionate talk with Mosquito Daoist, point out her identity, say that he greatly valued her as an opponent, encourage Mosquito Daoist, and offset the impact of this scam.

Plan C: Trick Mosquito Daoists into joining the Dao School.

Plan D: Teach Mosquito Daoist counter-deception techniques, and let her counterattack Great Lord Zhao’s group.

In just an instant, Li Changshou made his decision.

Plan A was too dangerous—if a maddened Mosquito Daoist went to make trouble at the Three Teachings Origin Conference, the danger factor would be too high, not stable.

Plan B might create a ‘bosom friend Mosquito Daoist’ route, easily causing karma, more easily letting people watch the show, and slandering Li Changshou as having a leg fetish, is not stable.

He appreciated everything!

Ahem, ahem ahem, back to business…

Plan C, the Sage Lord probably wouldn’t accept her—Mosquito Daoist had done who knows how many secret calculations for the Western Teaching, the Three Pure Ones had no need to accept such a fierce hitwoman, not stable.

As for Plan D, though relatively superior, it still left many hidden dangers—if things went wrong, he, Li Changshou, would be put on the blacklist of the Western Teaching and Cutting Teaching’s three Sage Lords…

Still, a hundred zhang apart, Wen Jing Daoist was about to turn and leave when Li Changshou quickly made his decision.

He chose…

Plan E!

The fifth plan!

‘Your Majesty the Jade Emperor, forced by circumstances, with Sage’s instructions, can only let you be the receiver once!’

“Fellow Daoist please wait, please wait!”

Li Changshou, wearing his elderly immortal skin, kept calling out while waving his fly whisk.

Wen Jing Daoist showed impatience, turning her head to glare at the approaching figure, truly wanting to strike, yet still harboring wariness.

Wen Jing Daoist looked carefully again, discovering that this approaching elder was just an avatar…

Moreover, she had a vaguely familiar feeling about this elder.

Li Changshou rushed before Wen Jing Daoist, smiled slightly at her, and said gently:

“Has Fellow Daoist heard of the South Sea God Sect?”

…

Sea God Sect?

Wen Jing Daoist’s phoenix eyes narrowed slightly as she said calmly: “You’re not from the Cutting Teaching?”

“Fellow Daoist, how could this poor Daoist be from the Cutting Teaching?”

Li Changshou’s paper avatar swished his fly whisk, showing a somewhat shallow smile, moving two zhang closer to Wen Jing Daoist.

“Fellow Daoist, please don’t misunderstand, our Sea God Sect is backed by the Human Teaching, though our Second Sect Master is a Cutting Teaching disciple, we only have a tiny bit of business dealings with the Cutting Teaching.”

Thousands of thoughts turned in Wen Jing Daoist’s heart as she said calmly: “Does Fellow Daoist know who I am?”

“Forgive this poor Daoist’s poor eyesight, Fellow Daoist please don’t blame me.”

Li Changshou made a Daoist bow, shook his sleeves, cleared his throat, and said seriously:

“To be frank, this poor Daoist is the South Sea God, with over ten thousand worship temples, on good terms with the ancient Dragon Clan.

Today seeing Fellow Daoist’s outstanding bearing and unique charm, I felt…

Fellow Daoist has a destiny with our Sea God Sect.

Would Fellow Daoist be willing to listen to me explain our Sea God Sect’s teachings, and walk with this poor Daoist through the mortal streets, have a chat?”

Wen Jing Daoist was instantly puzzled, staring at the elder before her, still not lowering her guard.

The South Sea God she had searched for so long appeared proactively, stopping her here…

Today, why were there so many strange, bizarre things?

“This poor Daoist should have no connection with Fellow Daoist,” Wen Jing Daoist said calmly, “This poor Daoist is just a nameless wandering cultivator in the Primordial Chaos, and doesn’t want any destiny with your noble sect.”

“Ah, Fellow Daoist speaking like this is too distant.”

Li Changshou smiled, knowing that he must now make Wen Jing Daoist stay, and let her continue listening to him speak—this was the basic condition for deceiving her.

Steeling himself internally, Li Changshou said leisurely: “Aren’t Fellow Daoist’s entanglements with our South Sea God Sect quite numerous?”

Wen Jing Daoist’s heart instantly became highly alert as she stared at the kind-looking elder before her, “What does Fellow Daoist mean? This poor Daoist doesn’t quite understand.”

Seeing Wen Jing Daoist still maintaining her composure, Li Changshou continued increasing his ‘firepower’ output.

“Oh? Fellow Daoist doesn’t understand?”

Li Changshou smiled with narrowed eyes, “Then should this poor Daoist remind Fellow Daoist a bit?

Counting forward, how many worship sects did Fellow Daoist incite, how many of my statues did you destroy—has Fellow Daoist perhaps forgotten this small matter?”

Cold light flickered in Wen Jing Daoist’s phoenix eyes as she stared at this avatar before her.

At this moment, she had already associated many things, yet only said: “Fellow Daoist making such random accusations, are you perhaps taking advantage of my pure and kind nature?”

Pure and kind…

Thick-skinned enough, indeed not easy to deal with.

Li Changshou withdrew his smile, meeting Wen Jing Daoist’s gaze, and said calmly:

“Fellow Daoist, if everything is said openly, it becomes somewhat unpleasant.

I haven’t told those few friends about your background, just wanting them not to kill you, and specifically waited here for you, to point out a clear path for you.

If Fellow Daoist is like this, then I’ll invite those twenty-four pearls and big scissors to come make them spit blood again.”

Wen Jing Daoist instantly retreated half a step, her whole body writhing with alertness, “Who exactly is your respected self?”

Li Changshou smiled slightly, everything unsaid yet clear.

“Fellow Daoist, let’s step aside to talk.”

Wen Jing Daoist frowned slightly, yet slowly nodded, coldly laughing: “Let’s see what tricks you’re up to!”

She made a gesture of invitation, and Li Changshou swished his fly whisk, riding his cloud toward the coast.

Li Changshou’s paper avatar, currently disguised as this elderly immortal, mumbled before flying:

“These days, there are suddenly more large black mosquitoes in the South Sea area. Fellow Daoists might as well set up a barrier to conceal our tracks.

Fellow Daoist being so pure and kind, and born with such moon-like beauty, it would be terrible if bitten by mosquitoes.”

Large black…

Wen Jing Daoist finally changed expression, those phoenix eyes staring at the back of this Celestial Immortal elder, cold light surging from her fingertips.

But, she immediately realized that today, she had been completely played in this person’s palm.

This was just the other party’s avatar, and Zhao Gongming and Qiong Xiao could appear at any moment…

She had been completely grasped by the other party.