327: Yang Jian

Upon learning that he could also join the Sect, the Elder's face was filled with excitement.

"Since the Sect Master has given the word, I will naturally work hard. However, I haven't met our Sect Master yet; should I go pay my respects to him first?"

The old man's face was full of sycophantic smiles. After hearing him say this, the expression of the Immortal Emperor Expert gradually became somewhat strange.

The Sect Master was clearly so young, yet being called an 'old man' by this tens-of-thousands-of-years-old geezer really gave him a surreal feeling.

"You had better think carefully about how to get the Sect Master to approve your entry into the Sect and complete some Sect tasks."

"My words don't carry much weight; only the Sect Master's words do. As for wanting to see the Sect Master, you'll probably only be able to see him after you join the Sect. It's likely hard to run into him otherwise."

The old man nodded upon hearing this, a look of embarrassment appearing on his face.

Just as he sat down to join the banquet, he suddenly heard a Disciple walk up to an Elder, bow, and whisper something in his ear.

Upon hearing this, his eyes immediately lit up: a Half-step Immortal King Realm Yao Beast was attacking the border of the Immortal Kingdom.

All the living people in a city had already been swallowed into its belly.

It was simply a tailor-made pledge of allegiance for him!

The old man's eyes were sparkling, and he made a prompt decision to head into battle.

He decisively intercepted the mission and flew at high speed in the direction indicated by the Disciple's intelligence.

By this time, three days had passed since the entire city was slaughtered, and the Yao Beast patted its now partially digested, somewhat shriveled belly with satisfaction.

Just as it was preparing to head to the next location to continue its attacks, it suddenly felt the sound of something breaking through the air from above.

Looking up, it was shocked to find an Immortal King level Powerhouse flying over from afar, who then stopped directly in front of it. Without any nonsense, he launched his ultimate move immediately.

The Immortal Emperor Peak old man conjured a massive ball of light in his hand, while simultaneously thrusting his Long Spear forward.

The three-pointed double-edged blade pierced through the body of the Yao Beast in front of him with lightning speed. The beast looked utterly incredulous before it simply kicked the bucket.

To prove that he was the one who slew this Yao Beast, the old man hoisted the corpse of the beast onto his shoulders, took to the air, and flew back toward the Sect.

Fresh blood was still dripping from the Long Spear in his hand.

By the time he returned, Li Haotian was outside the Sect, observing how to make the Sect's entrance look more imposing.

The moment he saw this guy, he was stunned, and then an expression of disbelief appeared on his face.

A suit of silver-white armor, holding a three-pointed double-edged blade, and a vertical slit in the middle of his forehead—wasn't this Erlang Shen?

But the other party looked like a scruffy old man, and his Cultivation aura was only at the Immortal King Realm, which left Li Haotian somewhat confused.

Erlang Shen should be the Heavenly Court's God of War, and very young; after all, in the records, he was a figure of great majesty throughout the heavens and the earth.

The weapon this guy used, his attire, and the vertical line in the middle of his forehead all proved his identity, but this guy was simply too old, and he didn't have a Howling Celestial Dog following him.

Li Haotian was silent for a moment; could the one he was seeing be an impostor?

The old man descended from the sky, carried the Yao Beast's corpse, and ran into the Sect to claim credit.

Li Haotian followed behind him, step by step, to where the banquet hall had been arranged.

At this moment, the old man threw the massive Yao Beast onto the ground and immediately claimed his contribution points. If he completed a few more tasks like this, he would successfully be able to join the Sect.

"Old gentleman, have you ever heard the name Erlang Shen?"

Upon hearing the two words 'Erlang Shen', the old man trembled all over. He turned back in disbelief, only to see a young man standing behind him.

"Where did you learn this name from?"

A glimmer of hope shone within the old man's cloudy eyes.

"I once heard some stories, stories about the Heavenly Court's God of War, Erlang Shen: holding a three-pointed double-edged blade, with a Howling Celestial Dog by his side, and wearing a suit of silver-white armor."

Li Haotian said as much as he could, the expression on his face looking very intriguing.

The old man sighed helplessly, his eyes filled with bitterness.

"So that's how it is..."

"You are not wrong. Tens of thousands of years ago, I was indeed the Heavenly Court's God of War, Erlang Shen, but now I am merely a useless old man."

Li Haotian was shocked; could it be that the legendary stories were all true? Were the Tang Monk and his three Disciples also real?

"Senior, you are joking. Even if you are no longer serving in the Heavenly Court, you are still a Powerhouse who dominates a region throughout the heavens and the earth. How could you be a useless old man?"

"According to the records, you should live at Guanjiangkou, right?"

Li Haotian remained very respectful toward him; after all, this was a legendary figure from myths, and he had no intention of looking down on him at all.

He was quite excited. Which Chinese person had not heard the stories of the Monkey King and Erlang Shen?

He had even once regarded the Monkey King as his idol.

If he could truly see them, it would count as fulfilling a wish he had since his Transmigration.

Sometimes he did wonder: since this world allowed for Cultivation and possessed a Heavenly Court, could there really be those figures from the myths and legends?

"I didn't expect you to know so much. If not for the fact that you are so young and your Soul lacks any sense of vicissitudes, I might have truly thought that one of my old friends had returned."

Erlang Shen's eyes dimmed slightly, and afterward, no matter what was asked, he remained tight-lipped.

Seeing him like this, Li Haotian had some conjectures in his heart.

Presumably, this Heavenly Court God of War must have suffered some treatment to have become the way he was today; otherwise, he had once been so spirited.

Li Haotian sighed helplessly, then had him take a seat to enjoy a good meal. When Erlang Shen learned that the young man before him was actually the Sect Master of the entire Sect, he was stunned.

He couldn't understand why a place guarded by a group of Immortal Emperor Experts would have an Immortal Venerable Realm Powerhouse serve as the Sect Master.

Li Haotian did not offer any explanation, merely watching the other party with a smile.

Erlang Shen's eyes flickered, as if he were hesitating whether or not to speak of his own affairs, but in the end, he swallowed the words back into his stomach.

Without absolute certainty, if he were to speak of such things, their last sliver of hope might be extinguished.

Sensing the worries in the other party's heart, Li Haotian did not press further, but instead left the place and returned to the Sect entrance to continue thinking about how to renovate the facade.

Su Yao and the others were feasting at the banquet, while sharing the resources they deemed to be quite tasty with everyone present.