This primordial world is not serious!

Chapter 1004 - 488: Whether the Heavenly Court is Chaotic, Yu Ding Decides_2

"Hey, I wonder which Great God is playing a prank on me, at least let me know where Yang Chan went."

Tian Peng mumbled to himself.

"And that Yang Jiao, who knows where he's gone."

"But there's some clue there. He probably headed east, straight into the vast open sea."

Tian Peng cast his gaze towards the distant East, a hint of profundity in his eyes.

They handle things with a certain finesse here.

At least it appears more like Yang Jiao had his own adventure,

rather than any Great Power stepping in directly to interfere with the Emperor's family affairs.

"Jiao entering the East Sea, this seems like the rise of a dragon at the first meeting with the winds and clouds."

This chess game is played really big.

He mumbled to himself, while turning his eyes back to the majestic mountains shrouded in endless celestial mist below.

Yuquan Mountain, Golden Dawn Cave.

This was the quiet cultivation venue of True Master Yu Ding, one of the Twelve Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect.

"And this kid Yang Jian running around, seemingly lost, yet precisely arrived at True Master Yu Ding's Dao Field."

"The Emperor of Heaven's own nephew, yet ends up under the threshold of the Chan Sect."

"Who would believe there isn't something fishy, something twisted going on here."

Tian Peng chuckled inwardly.

When working for the Emperor of Heaven, he always preferred to keep his eyes closed if possible, enjoying the show without a word.

He knew when to advance, when to retreat, and when to act decisively.

With measured progress, exceptional ability, and a solid backing.

Such a subordinate and colleague, anyone would genuinely like.

Therefore, Tian Peng was astonishingly popular in the Heavenly Court, getting along with everyone, handling things shrewdly.

Many covert tasks that could not be explicitly revealed were entrusted to him by the Emperor.

For no other reason.

Just for the word "trust".

Like right now, Tian Peng, on orders to capture someone, executed it flawlessly, with not a single drop of water spilled.

Who was supposed to be "captured", he's captured them all.

Who was supposed to be "let go", he's let them all go.

"Capturing" Yun Hua Fairy is to uphold the Heavenly Rules and the Emperor's dignity.

Yet quietly "letting go" a few young children, allowing various Great Powers to pick them up - this is showing clemency beyond the law, expressing heavenly compassion.

Everyone is happy, everyone benefits.

Everyone's face and dignity are preserved, all is harmonious.

It's all about an unspoken understanding of harmony.

"Marshal, that rebel Yang Jian has already fled into Yuquan Mountain, what should we do next?"

A deputy general approached on a cloud, cautiously inquiring.

Having acted alongside Little Yang Jian in this thrilling drama all the way, these eighty thousand Heavenly River Navy soldiers were indeed exhausted.

They were truly weary, mentally tired.

After all, who are they chasing now?

It's the Princess's own son, the Emperor of Heaven's closest nephew.

Who dares to be serious during the chase?

Who can guarantee their hand wouldn't be too heavy and injure the child?

Now seeing Yang Jian finally arrive at the destination, many Heavenly Soldiers and Generals were thoroughly relieved.

Tian Peng turned around, looking at his subordinates, each beaming with joy, festive and happy, he spoke calmly.

"You all seem, a bit too happy too soon."

He spoke with a bland tone, yet it was like a basin of cold water, instantly quenching the crowd's enthusiasm.

"It's only just begun."

Ah?

The smiles on the faces of the eighty thousand soldiers froze instantly, staring at Tian Peng in confusion.

"Marshal, do you mean... we can't return to report yet?"

One Heavenly General asked with a trembling voice.

"Wishful thinking."

Tian Peng rolled his eyes, unceremoniously responding with annoyance.

"Yang Jian entering Yuquan Mountain is just the beginning, the days ahead are going to be tough for you."

Saying so, Tian Peng's eyes flashed with an indescribable teasing look, making the hearts of the soldiers tense up.

They suddenly had a very bad feeling.

One of the bolder Heavenly Generals mustered the courage, leaned in closer, lowered his voice, and asked: "Marshal, with you protecting us, we... we shouldn't be in any life-threatening danger, right?"

"Well..."

Tian Peng drew out his words, giving a meaningful glance over his loyal subordinates.

He grinned, revealing a set of snow-white teeth, his smile was particularly bright, yet also particularly unsettling.

"Actually, to tell you the truth, it's not just you, even I, your Marshal, my future existence is still uncertain."

Sss.

The sound of inhaling sharply rose one after another.

Eighty thousand soldiers gasped in unison, and the temperature in this space cloaked by the Big Formation seemed to drop suddenly.

"Marshal, this... this joke can't be true."

The Heavenly Generals and Soldiers looked grim-faced, almost on the verge of tears.

Tian Peng helplessly shrugged, spread his hands, and said innocently: "Who is joking with you? What I said is the absolute truth."

The eighty thousand soldiers were completely dumbfounded now.

They looked at each other, only seeing deep despair and bewilderment in each other's eyes.

"Marshal, can we... can we escape now?"

"Of course you can."

Tian Peng straightforwardly nodded, appearing especially reasonable.

He leisurely raised his right hand, casually pointing in a direction.

"Anyone who wants to run, can run that way, your Marshal has always been quite understanding."

Upon hearing this, the Heavenly River Navy was overjoyed, all looking towards the direction he pointed.

However, upon seeing, the joy on their faces seemed frozen as if encased in ice.

In the void pointed to by Tian Peng, a Daoist in simple Daoist robe, carrying an ancient sword on his back, had silently appeared at some point.