Primordial World: Big shots are all my friends-Chapter 344 - 299, Bai Jin Lights a Lamp in the Underworld

Chapter 344: Chapter 299, Bai Jin Lights a Lamp in the Underworld

"Dreams cast into reality, you go through all this trouble just to kill the Fire Spirit? How can I let you have your way?!"

Bai Jin’s hand revealed a wooden scepter, a gift from Holy Mother Ping Xin previously, symbolizing the authority of the Underworld. Although it looked like an unadorned stick, its peerless might was in no way diminished.

Bai Jin raised the scepter and hurled it fiercely. The scepter cut through the air with a ray of light, shooting straight into the midst of the battlefield. Boom—a wave of Netherworld Ghost Power swept across Heaven and Earth, the Laws of the Underworld invaded the Mortal World, turning ten thousand miles around momentarily into the Ghost Domain.

But in the blink of an eye, the Ghost Domain vanished, and everything was restored to its original state.

The raging river still flowed sluggishly; standing on one bank was Jiang Ziya, in a daze.

Behind him stood Taiyi True Man, Mahasthamaprapta, Nezha, Yang Jian, and others, all spotless and tidy, with the ground leveled.

Taiyi True Man came back to his senses and angrily shouted, "Jiang Ziya!"

Jiang Ziya snapped out of his reverie, a look of regret flashing in his eyes, thinking it would be wonderful if it were real!

Turning around, Jiang Ziya saw the furious crowd and awkwardly laughed, "A misunderstanding, my brothers, it’s all a misunderstanding. Everything that just happened was a dream, all of it false—wait for me."

Mahasthamaprapta whispered from the side, "What one thinks during the day will manifest in their dreams."

Taiyi True Man squinted his eyes and gripped the horsetail whisk tightly, speaking viciously, "Dreams originate in the heart, junior brother Ziya, have you always wished inside for your brother to bow down to you?"

Jiang Ziya hurriedly called out, "Brother, it has nothing to do with me!

While he was alive, King Wen once said that dreams are the opposite of reality. In my heart, I hold great respect for you, brother. You must believe me!"

Taiyi True Man squinted at Jiang Ziya, I wonder if I believe you?!

Mahasthamaprapta said with confusion, "Strange, how did the dream melt away so suddenly? Prime Minister Jiang, did you do something?"

Jiang Ziya shook his head and said, "I did nothing! I just suddenly woke up."

Mahasthamaprapta quickly asked, "Where is the Illusion Dream Pearl?"

Jiang Ziya clenched his hand and exclaimed in shock, "The Illusion Dream Pearl is gone!"

Everyone looked at Jiang Ziya doubtfully, "Gone again? How is it that every Magic Treasure disappears once it’s in your hands?!"

Mahasthamaprapta brought his palms together, bowed deeply, and spoke solemnly, "Please, Fellow Daoist, return the Illusion Dream Pearl. This treasure holds significant meaning for our Western Sect."

Jiang Ziya bowed politely and earnestly said, "Fellow Daoist, the Illusion Dream Pearl truly isn’t with me. Otherwise, there’s no way I could have woken up from the dream."

Mahasthamaprapta rose to his feet, at a loss for words. With his Heart Realm, unless there was external interference, it indeed would be very difficult to awaken.

Taiyi True Man, however, had no interest in sorting out the whereabouts of the Illusion Dream Pearl and coldly said, "Junior brother Ziya, I hear you possess a steadfast heart in seeking the Tao, which pleases me greatly. I am considering teaching you a Taoist Skill."

Jiang Ziya felt a chill all over and said with a forced laugh, "Thank you for your generous love, brother, but I feel that I am not suited for Cultivation. Let’s forget about it."

"A Cultivator must not speak lightly of giving up." With a wave of his robe, Taiyi True Man made both of them vanish in an instant.

Yang Jian suddenly said, "Junior brother, how does your Master usually impart the Taoist Skill?"

Nezha puffed up his chest and said, "Every kind of Taoist Skill, I learn it the moment it’s taught. My Master also has a Golden Rosy Clouds Child, whom he instructs with verbal teaching and personal guidance."

Yang Jian, Lei Zhenzi, and others mourned silently for Jiang Ziya.

...

Within the military camp of Xi Qi, the Fire Spirit Saint Mother suddenly opened her eyes while seated in the command tent, speaking with gravity, "Did I just have a dream? Strange, why would I have such a dream? Why was Jiang Ziya so powerful in the dream? Bizarre!"

A moment later, "Senior sister!" "Senior sister!" Ao Bing’s voice came from outside.

"Come in!"

Ao Bing strode into the tent.

The Fire Spirit Saint Mother asked, "Junior brother, is something the matter?"

"Senior sister, just now, all the soldiers within the camp fell into a bizarre dreamland where they dreamt that a massive flood swept over and submerged the camp, and now the soldiers are unsettled, Wen Zhong is requesting senior sister to discuss matters."

The Fire Spirit Saint Mother’s eyes narrowed as she said, "Everyone had the same dream? Did you dream it too?"

"Both my senior brother and I dreamt of Jiang Ziya. He became incredibly powerful, neither of us was a match for him, it was utterly strange."

The Fire Spirit Saint Mother abruptly stood up, speaking solemnly, "This is certainly no dream, let’s go!" She floated toward the outside of the tent.

...

In the Netherworld, Bai Jin, holding a colorful, large, round ball, scurried into Pingxin Palace. Then, he wove a lantern out of rattan and placed the round ball inside it, hanging it on a large tree in the center of the garden. The sphere emitted a hazy glow, adorning the garden as if it were an obscure dream.

Quietly and without a trace, Holy Mother Ping Xin appeared in the pavilion within the garden, smiling as she said, "Bai Jin, what are you up to?"

Bai Jin floated down from the tree, saying with a laugh, "Holy Mother, I felt your garden was a bit gloomy, so I hung a lamp for you. Do you like it?"

"Snap~" With a snap of the fingers, the dim glow instantly became several degrees stronger, faintly emanating a dream-inducing Tao Rhythm. "Holy Mother, look, this lamp’s brightness can even be adjusted."

Holy Mother Ping Xin raised her head to look at the rattan lamp hanging from the tree and nodded with a smile, "Very nice!"

Turning, she walked over to the pavilion next to the pond and gracefully sat down.

Bai Jin immediately followed, laughing as he said, "Holy Mother, it’s been a long time since we last saw each other. Your disciple has carefully prepared a gift for you!"

"Oh~" Holy Mother Ping Xin turned her head towards Bai Jin, curiously asking, "What gift?"

Bai Jin stretched out his hands, and on top of them, a magnificent golden tray appeared, lined with a velvet cushion. Inside the cushion lay an exquisite crown surrounded by four Bright Pearls: the Sky-Opening Pearl, the Earth-Splitting Pearl, the Mixed Yuan Treasure Bead, and the Siltation Pearl, all dazzling and gleaming.

These four Spiritual Pearls were the Spiritual Treasures of the Nine Dragons Island Four Saints. After the defeat of the Nine Dragons Island Four Saints in the Sealing God Battle, they were sacrificed to Bai Jin by Jiang Ziya.

Bai Jin knelt on one knee, holding up the tray respectfully and said, "The Holy Mother is the ruler of the Underworld, the sovereign of the Netherworld, how could you not wear a crown to showcase your might? This crown is painstakingly collected and meticulously crafted by your disciple—a unique piece within the Three Realms, declaring the queenly majesty of the Holy Mother.

Holy Mother, may your disciple have the honor of placing it upon you?"

The Holy Mother Ping Xin watched the Crystal Crown, charmed by its elegance and beauty, and smiled, "Alright!"

Bai Jin immediately stood up, holding the crown carefully as he moved forward to gently place it upon Holy Mother Ping Xin’s head. Compared to the aloof elegance of Nuwa, Holy Mother Ping Xin had a few more touches of refined grace.

Holy Mother Ping Xin smiled and asked, "How is it?"

Bai Jin hastily praised, "It’s incredibly beautiful, majestic and noble, all female fairies and goddesses fade in comparison before the Holy Mother in the Three Realms."

Holy Mother Ping Xin waved her hand, and a Cloud Mirror floated up before her. Reflected in the mirror was Holy Mother Ping Xin wearing the crown, stately and elegant.

Holy Mother Ping Xin chuckled, turning her head and looking from different angles, then smilingly said, "Where does this look imposing?"

Clearly, it seemed more pretty and adorable, but the Holy Mother indeed loved to be pretty and adorable.

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