Yellow Skinned Taoist Master

Chapter 169: What Relationship Does the Evil Daoist Have With Me, Chen Shidao?

Even in its dreams, the Brass Oil Lamp could never have imagined.

That Chen Huangpi's heart could genuinely be this dirty.

It, Huang Er, merely wanted to fiercely report on Chen Huangpi behind his back.

So that the Guanzhu would properly teach this Chen Huangpi a lesson.

Yet Chen Huangpi did exactly the opposite.

Refraining from playing that routine where the guilty party files the complaint first, he instead played the military stratagem of retreating in order to advance.

Appearing pure and innocent, but actually being an utter beast in reality.

It was both shocked and furious, both hateful and bitter.

Shocked that it was entirely incapable of outplaying Chen Huangpi; furious that Chen Huangpi was far too shameless.

Hateful that it had practiced the Dog Rearing Scripture.Bitter that it definitively wouldn't be able to avoid a savage beating this time.

However, just as the Brass Oil Lamp despairingly closed its eyes, preparing to welcome the Third Guanzhu's bamboo cane 'service'.

It actually heard Chen Huangpi's miserable shrieks.

Opening its eyes again.

It saw the Third Guanzhu wielding the bamboo cane, viciously lashing it down upon Chen Huangpi's buttocks.

Swish, swish, swish.

The bamboo cane was whipped so fast it left phantoms.

Chen Huangpi wailed in agony: "Third Master, Huang Er already jumped out himself! Why are you still hitting me!?"

The green-robed old Daoist sneered: "Huangpi'er, Master is mad, not stupid! If I don't beat your buttocks until they bloom like flowers today, perhaps you'll truly become a Master-slaying rebellious disciple another day. You must be fiercely beaten!"

Chen Huangpi shouted: "I don't accept this!"

"Ah!!!"

"Do you yield or not!?"

"I don't yield!!!"

"Just beat me, beat me to death! I merely came back a little late! I saved a great many people; what I did was correct! On what grounds must I receive a beating!?"

"Then you're a hero, are you?"

"That's right, I am a hero, and a hero should not be beaten!"

Chen Huangpi stiffened his neck, glaring angrily at the green-robed old Daoist.

He was a hero, what he did were entirely good deeds.

You genuinely couldn't let a hero bleed and shed tears, otherwise who would want to be a hero?

Yet the green-robed old Daoist said playfully: "Since you are a hero, why didn't you be a hero right in front of those millions of commoners? Killing that Song Yuzhang from a distance outside Xuzhou City—in the end, who even knows that you were the one who did it?"

"Can an unsung, nameless hero also be called a hero?"

The moment these words came out.

Chen Huangpi was instantly left dumbfounded.

Right... although he killed that Song Yuzhang and saved those commoners.

It seemed truly nobody knew he was the one who did it.

He should have charged into Xuzhou City and beaten that Song Yuzhang to death with his own hands right in front of those commoners. Let everyone witness his majestic air, witness his spirited grandeur.

However, although remorseful in his heart.

Chen Huangpi spoke aloud with his mouth: "I conduct myself with a low profile; I do not enjoy showing off."

The green-robed old Daoist sneered: "Could it be you simply forgot?"

"Third Master, you underestimate me far too much."

Chen Huangpi stubbornly refused to admit it verbally: "Heroes have the distinction of operating in the light or in the shadows. At that time, billowing black smoke rolled around my entire body, and I was covered in Calamity Eyes. If those commoners saw me, they would definitely be terrified."

"I did not wish to frighten them, so naturally I had to remain concealed in the shadows."

"This is called walking at night adorned in brocade."

"Stop putting gold on your own face!"

The Brass Oil Lamp shouted loudly: "Third Guanzhu, he clearly just forgot about this entirely! I understand him far too well, just like how a farmer understands manure! In his heart, he must definitely be regretting it to death right now!"

Chen Huangpi flew into a furious rage: "Huang Er, you slander me! My moral character is lofty and my integrity pure; how could I possibly be as despicable as you!"

The Brass Oil Lamp furiously rebuked: "Fine, your moral character is lofty and your integrity pure. Then pass the upper volume of the Dog Rearing Scripture to me, and I will admit I am a despicable vile character and that I am slandering you!"

This Dog Rearing Scripture was divided into upper and lower volumes.

The upper volume was the Master Scripture.

The lower volume was the Subordinate Dog Scripture.

If the Brass Oil Lamp obtained the upper volume of the Dog Rearing Scripture, it would definitively be able to escape Chen Huangpi's control.

Even to the point where, if it thoroughly comprehended its profound mysteries, it might perhaps ride on Chen Huangpi, running all everywhere inside the Hundred Thousand Mountains.

Chen Huangpi naturally knew the Brass Oil Lamp's intentions.

It was absolutely impossible for him to hand it over.

"Aha! The vile character has exposed himself!"

The Brass Oil Lamp shouted loudly: "Third Guanzhu, you see it! Chen Huangpi is a despicable vile character! Sir, you do not know, but when he was outside, he dared to say absolutely anything! He even said that back then you... Mmm... mph..."

"Huang Er, I was wrong!"

Chen Huangpi's voice echoed in the bottom of the Brass Oil Lamp's heart: "Just now my voice was a little too loud. I am admitting my faults from the bottom of my heart to you; please forgive me! I shouldn't have treated you like this."

The Brass Oil Lamp sneered in its heart: "Do you think I'll forgive you just because you say so? Where went that vigor when you were pouring dirty water on me just now!?"

"I treated you as a brother, yet you play dirty tricks with me."

"It's absolutely fine to not have this brother!"

"Yes, it's true I played a dirty trick."

Chen Huangpi said: "But before I played a dirty trick, hadn't you already thought about playing one on me?"

The Brass Oil Lamp stated: "I didn't even have time to do it yet! The one who is wrong isn't me, it's you! Stop using the Dog Rearing Scripture to contact me; today, I am definitively going to fiercely rat you out and let the Guanzhu know exactly how arrogant and unbridled you were outside."

"With the surname Chen, let me tell you!"

"Just based on these things I have against you, I, Huang Er, will eat you for a whole lifetime!"

"With the surname Huang, you truly intend to shed all pretense of cordiality with me!?"

Chen Huangpi said in sullen anger: "Don't forget, you still wanted to eat me, and you still wanted to eat Master. I similarly hold things against you; I am also capable of eating you for a whole lifetime."

The moment these words came out.

The Brass Oil Lamp's expression changed slightly.

Only now did it recall that when it transformed into an evil spirit, it indeed said such words.

If Chen Huangpi were to expose this matter.

It feared its ending would not be any better than Chen Huangpi's.

One must realize, the Third Guanzhu was not the First Guanzhu or the Second Guanzhu.

That one would truly strike to kill...

"My brother!"

"Huang Er!"

Chen Huangpi looked at the Brass Oil Lamp with tearful eyes, while the latter was moved to the point of streaming with tears.

One person, one lamp, wept bitterly while hugging their heads right on the spot.

And then they turned to the green-robed old Daoist, saying: "It was all my fault! It has nothing to do with him! If you have to beat someone, beat me!"

The green-robed old Daoist said with a half-smile: "Are these words true?"

Chen Huangpi said: "Third Master, Huang Er is my good brother! Before, I misunderstood it, but now I have thought things through. The fault is entirely mine. You shouldn't beat it; you should beat me."

The Brass Oil Lamp hastily added: "Third Guanzhu, the fault is entirely mine."

"It was I who didn't properly watch over Chen Huangpi. He merely committed a mistake that any fourteen-year-old youth would commit. If you have to beat someone, beat me."

"Very well, very well..."

The green-robed old Daoist laughed: "Huangpi'er is responsible and handles things with courage, and you, Huang Er, also possess a sense of propriety. Truthfully, your brotherly bond runs deep. Since it is so, then endure a beating together."

Saying so, the green-robed old Daoist reached out a hand and gestured.

The Brass Oil Lamp immediately transformed into a whip.

Grasping this whip, the green-robed old Daoist viciously lashed it down onto Chen Huangpi's buttocks.

"Ah!!!!"

"It hurts! Chen Huangpi, why is your skin so thick!!"

"Huang Er, you still have the face to speak! Why is your lamp body so hard!? It hurts to death!"

In less than a moment's time.

Chen Huangpi genuinely had his buttocks beaten until they bloomed like flowers.

And the Brass Oil Lamp was similarly far too horrible to look upon.

This person and this lamp collapsed helplessly onto the ground, not even possessing the strength to speak anymore.

While off to the side.

Watching this, the Fox Mountain God felt its heart trembling with fear and trepidation, yet it still couldn't bear it and said rather reluctantly: "Third Guanzhu, Chen Huangpi truly saved a great many people, and Huang Er also contributed its strength within that matter. For you to beat them like this, isn't it a bit too..."

The green-robed old Daoist shot a glancing look at the Fox Mountain God.

Although he didn't verbally speak.

The meaning in those eyes clearly questioned: Do you also want a beating?

A sudden flash of inspiration struck the Fox Mountain God's mind, and it changed its tune right on the spot: "Isn't it a bit too lenient on them!?"

"It is already sufficient."

The green-robed old Daoist stated coldly/indifferently: "Beating them to this degree is just right. A fraction more is excessive, a fraction less is insufficient. Give them a mouthful of water to recover."

"Yes, Third Guanzhu."

The Fox Mountain God hurriedly scrambled over to Chen Huangpi and the Brass Oil Lamp, feeding each a mouthful of tea.

After drinking the tea.

Chen Huangpi abruptly felt his buttocks didn't hurt anymore.

The Brass Oil Lamp was similarly the same.

One person and one lamp exchanged a glance.

And then, Chen Huangpi asked in surprise: "Third Master, could it be you beating me was actually for my own good?"

The Brass Oil Lamp said excitedly: "Chen Huangpi, I feel my lamp body has become even more robust and solid."

"Merely my hands itching, that's all."

The green-robed old Daoist waved his hand, entirely dismissing it as he picked up a teapot and began walking toward the main hall of the Pure Immortal Temple.

Seeing this, Chen Huangpi hastily chased after him.

"Third Master, don't leave! Tell me, what exactly is going on with that Evil Daoist!?"

Hearing these words, the green-robed old Daoist frowned: "What Evil Daoist?"

Chen Huangpi replied: "Exactly the Evil Daoist! The Evil Daoist wearing a black Daoist robe."

The green-robed old Daoist answered without thinking: "This Poor Daoist wears a green robe, not a black robe. You must ask that Evil Daoist about this; why are you asking this Poor Daoist?"

Chen Huangpi said in exasperation: "Third Master, you said you couldn't leave the Hundred Thousand Mountains. Yet that Daoist robe was outside the Hundred Thousand Mountains and enveloped both the sun and moon together. Could it be this wasn't your handiwork?"

"Hm, indeed it was the handiwork of this Poor Daoist."

The green-robed old Daoist's murderous aura flared fiercely to the heavens: "That sun blinded your eyes; this Poor Daoist naturally had to slaughter it. And it just so happened that moon also ran out, so I conveniently crushed it to death while at it. Both the sun and moon deserved to be slaughtered."

Chen Huangpi said: "Third Master, stop changing the subject. The Evil Daoist was also outside! He must definitely be your avatar! You were using the Evil Daoist to control the Daoist robe and did all these things!"

"Where there are words, there must be knowledge."

"The Evil Daoist looks exactly identical to you, Master. If you say you have no relationship with him, I wouldn't believe it even if beaten to death."

"Huangpi'er, you have unjustly wronged Master."

The green-robed old Daoist suddenly said in somewhat furious anger: "When the Evil Daoist appeared, Master was still inside the Old Temple. Master is utterly ignorant of this matter! It was entirely caused by the Eldest and the Second! You know it, they are both extremely bad! They are capable of doing absolutely anything!"

"Then the Evil Daoist seized a drop of your blood, and moreover, he has obtained a fortune/opportunity right now! Perhaps in the future, he might even want to eat you!"

Chen Huangpi stated: "Third Master, I never once told you the Evil Daoist seized a drop of my blood! How did you know!?"

"Indeed, how did Master know?"

The green-robed old Daoist's expression subtly changed. Within his cloudy eyes, there was only a profound haze of perplexity, and the Daoist robe enveloping his body also turned purple.

Thus, it was now the First Master.

"Yi!!!"

The purple-robed old Daoist said in surprise: "Huangpi'er, you've returned?"

Chen Huangpi was so angry he laughed: "First Master, since Third Master is unwilling to say, then you tell me—is the Evil Daoist you or not!?"

The purple-robed old Daoist shook his head frantically: "The Evil Daoist is the Evil Daoist. Master is Master. How could Master possibly be the Evil Daoist!?"

Saying so, the purple-robed old Daoist turned and prepared to leave.

Chen Huangpi, with sharp eyes and quick hands, hurriedly grabbed the purple-robed old Daoist's clothes, shouting loudly: "First Master, Third Master claims he treats me the best, yet he hides everything from me! Could it be even you want to deceive me!?"

The purple-robed old Daoist said in a fluster: "Master would never deceive you, but Master is truly not the Evil Daoist."

Chen Huangpi demanded: "Truly?"

The purple-robed old Daoist nodded, verifying: "Master's name is Chen Shidao. The Evil Daoist's name is Evil Daoist. Master cannot leave the Hundred Thousand Mountains. The Evil Daoist can leave the Hundred Thousand Mountains. Naturally, they are not the same person."

Chen Huangpi nodded his head: "Alright, I understand. The Evil Daoist is not Master, because his name is not Chen Shidao."

The purple-robed old Daoist clapped his hands in approval, smiling as he said: "Good, very good!"

Chen Huangpi asked again: "Then what about the sun and moon?"

The purple-robed old Daoist laughed: "No need to rush. Wait until you find that fishing rod, wait until you go to the outside world again. When that time comes, Master will give that sun and moon to you. At that time, you'll be able to do what you wish."