Chapter 560: Chapter 552: This God Stick is Not Too Cold
Upon learning that Teng Zhao is Qin Liuxi’s senior disciple, Lord Yellow Immortal and his group cleverly provided another small box containing deep mountain spiritual fruits and also gave two tufts of fur.
What’s the deal with the fur?
"They have already achieved Daoist Cultivation and transformed, these two tufts of fur can be used as peace charms. In case of danger, you can burn it for signaling, and they will know and come to rescue," Qin Liuxi said indifferently: "It’s not as good as the Magic Artifact that your master gave you, but it’s usable as a Cloud-piercing Arrow."
Everyone almost collapsed. Yellow Immortal’s hair can ensure safety, but you treat it as a Cloud-piercing Arrow?
Imagine this Teng Zhao, fighting with humans and ghosts, unable to win, burns the yellow fur and throws it, and thousands of rats and wolves come to help?
That scene is too spicy!
Lord Yellow Immortal and his group felt somewhat awkward but laughed and said: "Indeed, it’s not as good as the Magic Artifact personally nurtured by Lord An but consider it as an Amulet."
Qin Liuxi is not someone to mess with, and she is also protective of her own. To curry favor with this senior disciple is also to please her. Indeed, a new image needs to be added to those that can’t be offended in the Punishment Hall, namely this child in front of us, to prevent others from provoking him and having him bring his master as reinforcements.
Lord Yellow Immortal memorized Teng Zhao’s appearance, planning to immediately manifest it when returning and to warn their clan’s offspring once again.
Huang Jiu laid straight on the floor pretending to be dead.
He was no longer the favorite Jiu’er of Lord Yellow Immortal.
Life is unbearable.
"Since everyone is here, let’s begin setting up the Immortal Hall," Qin Liuxi told Lord Yellow Immortal and his group: "This matter is urgent, the An family didn’t invite any other achieved Daoist high monks or Daoists, so I’ll have to do it. I hope you won’t mind?"
Grandma Yellow Immortal clapped her hands in excitement and joyfully said: "If you are willing to write the Immortal Hall script, that’s a blessing this kid couldn’t cultivate in nine lifetimes. We couldn’t ask for more, how could we mind?"
"You are being modest. Comparing achieved Daoists, I see no Heavenly Master who can match you," praised Lord Yellow Immortal with another compliment.
The team set up the Immortal Hall in the loft according to the ritual.
To invite the Family Guardian Immortal, one must first invite the Immortal Gate of the immortal family. In the hall script, names must not be written; Huang Jiu is inscribed as Yellow Immortal Ninth Master, and Qin Liuxi also only wrote that to maintain confidentiality.
She wrote the name on a piece of yellow fabric using regular script, and wrote a couplet on both sides: "May grain fill the storehouse, may the people be safe."
Following that, she pasted the hall script inside the cabinet to seal the hall, presented offerings, and paid homage with incense. Then, she recited Taoist spells for wealth and fortune enhancement, walking a few Gang Steps while chanting.
"Embed a wisp of your Divine Sense within it," Qin Liuxi signaled to Huang Jiu.
Huang Jiu, while Qin Liuxi was writing down the hall script, felt his Divine Soul entwined with this place and dared not dissent, placing a wisp of Divine Sense in the Immortal Hall.
Once his Divine Sense was placed, he immediately felt the karmic ties with the entire An family.
Inhaling the fragrance, he felt somewhat entranced; he truly had become the An family’s Family Guardian Immortal.
Qin Liuxi had already performed a simple Daoist temple ritual and said, "It is done. Follow the rituals we discussed earlier for worship." She paused, then reminded, "But also, don’t spread what you saw and heard today. Even if this Family Guardian Immortal is worshipped, there’s no need to explain in detail to others."
"Why is that?" asked Lord An.
Qin Liuxi glared at him and said, "Lord, you are a third-rank official too, born from a scholarly background. If this gets out, are you trying to lead others to believe in strange forces and gods?"
Cough, cough, cough.
Lord An and the other officials all touched their noses and coughed a few times.
Naturally, this was something that could not be discussed openly; they all understood this well.
"Moreover, not all Heavenly Masters believe that the Transformation of House Immortals is a blessing from heaven and earth, that all beings have spirits; instead, they think they are dangerous and can harm people," Qin Liuxi said indifferently. "If you spread these stories, some Heavenly Masters, who inherently distrust anything outside their own kind, you wouldn’t know what they might do. Some corrupt Heavenly Masters might even capture them under the guise of vanquishing evil to refine them into evil Magic Artifacts."
Lord Yellow Immortal and the others looked at Qin Liuxi with deep respect, feeling very touched. She is indeed fierce, but she truly means well, considering their well-being.
Just like she said, some Heavenly Masters, for their own selfish desires, have captured these Spiritual Objects to use in Artifact Refining. Therefore, even though they transform into humans and move within the mortal world, they dare not act high-profile, fearing they would attract powerful Heavenly Masters who might cause trouble for themselves or their kind.
Huang Jiu also glanced at Qin Liuxi, thinking this God Stick is not entirely indifferent.
"So for your own sake, as well as for theirs, you should consider what should and should not be said," Qin Liuxi said.
Lord An quickly said, "We understand the gravity."
He glanced again at Mrs. An, who nodded slightly. Everyone involved in today’s events would have to be sworn to complete secrecy; their contracts would need to be changed to bind them unto death.
Previously, their knowledge of gods and spirits existed only in legends and unofficial histories, the closest they got to divine beings was visiting temples and encountering high monks.
However, today’s actions by Qin Liuxi informed them that there are indeed extraordinary individuals in this world, whom they must not provoke or offend, in case they meet their demise unknowingly.
Qin Liuxi spoke no more, set the Immortal Hall right, and then stepped back.
With the ceremony complete, Yellow Immortal Ninth Master henceforth became the Family Guardian Immortal for the An family.
Seeing the ceremony successful and learning that Lord Huang was also in the city, Lord Yellow Immortal and his companions tactfully took their leave, taking Huang Jiu with them to pay respects, so the young one wouldn’t offend the wrong person again.
"Junior Temple Master, now that Ninth Master has left, will he come back?" An Hao asked hesitantly.
Qin Liuxi smiled: "His Divine Sense is in the Immortal Hall. Even if he does not return, he will still protect your family’s home. Having become a Family Guardian Immortal, he will continue his Cultivation and wait for the next opportunity. You need not wonder about where and when he might appear. If there is any trouble, he will naturally warn you."
"I see now."
Lord An stroked his beard, smiling and said, "With this matter concluded, thank you Junior Temple Master. It’s also time for the evening meal, would Junior Temple Master honor us by joining for a drink?"
For Qin Liuxi, there was no objection.
Teng Tianhan came over to Teng Zhao, and seemingly without motive said, "Zhao’er, perhaps the years are getting to me, recently I feel somewhat less capable, ah. You needn’t worry, I can still cope, it’s not like I’m asking for any Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures."
"Oh."
As Teng Tianhan’s fervent gaze diminished, was that all?
Teng Zhao looked up, saw his father’s despondent expression, remained silent, opened the box he got from Lord Yellow Immortal, took out a wallet, counted two pieces, noticing Lord An’s glance, thought for a moment, added two more pieces in the wallet, and handed it to Teng Tianhan, "This is my filial piety to you; give one to Mr. Du. No more, the rest must be kept for my Grandmaster, my sister-disciples, my uncle-master..."
As Teng Tianhan initially swelled with excitement, as his son listed more and more names, the light in his eyes gradually faded...