Your Path Has Narrowed!

In Ningguo Mansion's main hall, Tang Luo had taken out the Eight-Trigram Furnace and set it down. The Howling Celestial Dog was still lying atop it.

Yang Jian's voice came from within, expressing his displeasure with Tang Luo.

"Look, Bajie has gone to the Three Kingdoms and Water Margin worlds and hasn't returned yet. You know what the others are like. With such a vast Jia family, someone has to manage the household," Tang Luo said. "I thought about it, and aren't you the most suitable person for the job?"

"I need to recover from my injuries."

"Managing things won't affect your recovery. I'll consecrate you too—come on." As Tang Luo spoke, he pressed a hand against the Eight-Trigram Furnace. A faint glow flashed, and he made it a fait accompli.

"Hey, I don't need consecration!"

Yang Jian said helplessly, having been forcibly consecrated by Tang Luo.

"Can't be helped. None of us know how to manage affairs," Tang Luo said.

Sun Wukong was one of the Seven Great Sages: Monkey King of Flower-Fruit Mountain, Keeper of the Heavenly Stables in the Heavenly Court, guardian of the Peach Garden, and the Great Sage Equaling Heaven. Though aside from being Monkey King, he had done a rather poor job at all the rest, he was more than qualified to serve as the Jia Manor's chief martial arts instructor.

Bajie had once been Marshal Tianpeng, commanding the Heavenly River Navy. Managing the Jia Manor would have been as easy as taking something from his pocket.

But Tang Luo and the others could not do it. Tang Luo was only good at fighting and killing.

Ao Yulie was a dashing young gentleman, while Sha Wujing was naturally taciturn and dull, and knew nothing of mundane affairs.

So Tang Luo brought Yang Jian out.