'Principal Third-Rank Daoist Talisman...'
'In my younger days, I came top in the palace examinations and diligently served the Supreme Dao Court for decades. Yet now I only hold the fourth-rank "Supreme Dao Court Three-Cavern Five-Thunder Treasure Talisman"...'
Zhang Zichun could not describe the bitterness in his heart and asked, "What if I still refuse?"
Eunuch Wang's brows shot up. "The Son of Heaven's grace has directly bestowed a third-rank Daoist Talisman upon you. What an honor is that? If you still refuse, then naturally you are a treacherous subject and rebel, and must be executed!"
The Dao Court's rule lay in the Daoist Talismans.
Those who refused the Daoist Talismans, rejected restraint, and would not obediently hand over their fatal weaknesses, allowing their life and death to be decided by the will of those above, were naturally rebels!
Many evil gods had been forced into existence in precisely this way.
Black Cloud Mountain.
Mei Changkong carried a huge bamboo basket on his back and two bulging bundles in his hands, striding swiftly through the mountain forest.
Although he was already a cultivator, unfortunately he was a wretched cultivator with none of the three essentials—not even a storage pouch.
Ever since Fang Xi had thrown the job of "Chief Purchasing Steward" at him, he had lost count of how many times he had ended up like this.
Mei Changkong arrived at a certain place on the mountain peak, where a Mountain God's residence had already begun to take shape.
At the gate stood a stone archway.
When a short, beady-eyed old man saw Mei Changkong, he immediately grinned. "You finally made it... White Attendant has been waiting for you forever."
"Some of the things the Mountain God needed were among this purchase, so I was delayed."
Mei Changkong explained