I'm In Heaven, I Just Want To Work Overtime

Chapter 124: Saint's Enlightenment

350 years after Martial King ascended the throne.

The Xingyun Buyu Department, one of the eight departments of the Heavenly Court, received an edict from the Great Emperor Yu Huang, requesting a month of rain in the southern part of the mortal realm.

The Xingyun Buyu Department is one of the four lower departments of the Heavenly Court, consisting of the Thunder Department, Water Department, and a small part of the Battle Department.

Therefore, the Heavenly Venerable Lei Zhenzi of the Jiutian Yingyuan Department dispatched the Thunder Lord and the Twelve Heavenly Sovereigns.

The Perfected Being Huang Long of the Water Virtue Star dispatched the four major constellations of Ji Shui Bao, Bi Shui Yu, Can Shui Yuan, and Zhen Shui Qiu, as well as the Dragon Kings of Dongting Lake, Poyang Lake, Taihu Lake, Chaohu Lake, and Hongze Lake.

Boom!

A thunderclap flashed across the sky, and heavy rain poured down, instantly turning the world into a white mist.

The fierce wind howled, and the golden snake danced wildly.

If a cultivator with achievements in their cultivation were present, they would be able to see many divine figures in golden armor appearing in the distant depths of the clouds.

There were also several huge golden dragons faintly visible.

It turned out that the Dragon Kings of the five lakes, along with Ji Shui Bao, Bi Shui Yu, Can Shui Yuan, Zhen Shui Qiu, Feng Po, Tui Yun Tongzi, Lei Gong, Dian Mu, and the Water Army, were all participating in the rain-making.

In the primordial chaos, there are three great rivers that suppress the three realms' luck.

The Heavenly World has the Milky Way.

The Mortal World has the Yellow River.

The Underworld has the Styx.

These three great rivers are countless billions of miles long and have existed since Pangu opened up the world.

At this moment, the Yellow River was overflowing, resembling a vast ocean.

The sky was densely covered with dark clouds, thunder rumbling, and over half of the Great Zhou Dynasty's territory, an area of billions of miles, was filled with rain clouds and water vapor, which seemed ready to fall at any moment.

Days of continuous heavy rain caused the water level of the Yellow River to rise sharply, submerging many nearby cities and towns.

Coupled with multiple breaches in the Yellow River, the floodwaters spread, turning hundreds of feudal states into a watery wasteland.

The surging floodwaters carried the bodies of countless people and animals, and among them, many large aquatic monsters appeared intermittently, stirring up chaos, creating towering waves, and exuding a fierce and evil aura that soared into the sky.

Some of these aquatic monsters had scales and horns, with bodies tens of thousands of feet long, resembling snakes, pythons, and giant crocodiles.

Some were as large as small mountains, swallowing entire villages in one gulp.

Tang State was a small feudal state of the Great Zhou Dynasty, with an area of ten thousand miles and dozens of surrounding cities, with a total population of millions.

Because it was close to the Yellow River, the people relied on fishing and salt drying for a living.

But now, the cries of misery filled the land, and everywhere there were emaciated people with yellowish skin, wearing tattered clothes.

Some carried children in baskets on shoulder poles.

Some sat in the muddy yellow soup, covered in mud, weakly begging for food.

There were also elderly people on the verge of death, lying motionless on the ground, with only their last breath remaining.

Among them, the cries of children could be heard, which sounded heart-wrenching.

A young man of sixteen or seventeen years old, carrying a five-year-old girl on his back and leaning on a wooden stick, was struggling to move forward in the muddy soup.

The girl had a pair of braided pigtails, her face dirty, but her big eyes were as pure as black gemstones, evoking pity.

Her small clothes were patched and tattered, and even her shoes had holes in the toes.

The young man's face was pale, his lips cracked, and he begged for food from people around him.

But many of the people around him were refugees and had no spare food to give to outsiders.

After begging for a long time, someone with a kind heart finally gave him an unknown dried fruit.

The young man quickly gave it to the girl behind him.

The girl saw that there was food and quickly took a bite.

"Cough, cough..."

Although it was sour and bitter, she still tried her best to eat it.

"Brother, eat!"

The little girl handed the remaining half of the fruit to the boy in front of her.

The boy struggled to open his mouth and smiled, saying, "Big brother is not hungry, little sister can eat!"

"No, big brother should eat!"

The little girl pouted and handed the fruit to him.

The boy took a careful bite and then handed the fruit back to the little girl, saying, "Big brother has eaten, little sister can eat now!"

Just as the little girl was about to speak, the sound of horse hooves came from ahead.

A group of soldiers dressed in armor and armed with weapons rode their horses towards them, emitting a powerful aura.

They had actually reached the realm of Qi cultivation.

Many refugees moved aside to make way.

But some weak individuals who couldn't avoid them in time were trampled to death by the horses.

"There's one over there!"

The leader raised his horse whip and pointed to the east.

Not far away, a village girl was holding a three or four-year-old child, with disheveled and dry hair, and lifeless eyes.

Immediately, a soldier dismounted and snatched the village girl's child away.

"My child!"

The village girl snapped back to reality and cried out, trying to snatch her child back.

The soldier scolded, "Why are you crying? The Marquis wants to sacrifice to the Dragon God, and your child has been chosen as the spirit child. This is a great blessing from heaven. You should kneel and thank the heavens!"

The village girl didn't care about any of this and kept pleading, hoping to get her child back.

"Nonsense!"

The leader waved his whip, which instantly extended like a spirit snake.

With just one strike, he whipped the village girl to the ground, her life hanging by a thread.

Before long, three more children were captured.

The boy was alert and had already realized something was wrong when the first child was taken.

He quickly picked up the little girl and limped away from the area.

But his legs were not in good condition, and even if he walked, he wouldn't be able to go far.

Soon, a group of warhorses surrounded them.

The boy held the little girl tightly, his eyes determined.

The little girl also sensed the danger and started crying loudly.

A soldier dismounted and snatched the little girl away.

The boy tried to resist, but he was no match for the soldier. He was kicked several meters away and fell heavily to the ground, losing consciousness.

When he woke up, the little girl was nowhere to be seen.

His heart turned to ashes, his eyes empty, as if all hope had been taken away from him.

He didn't know how long it had been before the boy struggled to get up.

He looked at the nearby vast expanse of water and staggered towards it.

Just as he was about to throw himself into the water, he suddenly heard someone behind him say, "If you die, who will save your sister?"

The boy turned around abruptly and saw a Daoist sitting on a large stone that was empty just a moment ago.

He felt a surge of gratitude and knelt down, about to make a request, but then he saw the Daoist's eyes.

In an instant...

Boom!

The boy seemed to see a vast and hazy Great World in the Daoist's eyes, like chaos. Then it suddenly shattered, and earth, water, fire, and wind surged forth. Four ancient swords slashed through the Shattering Void, and the earth, water, fire, and wind gradually calmed down, transforming into black and white streams of energy, one clear and one turbid. The clear rose, and the turbid sank.

He didn't know how long it had been when the boy suddenly woke up.

He bowed to the Daoist, prostrating himself on the ground, and kowtowed three times, saying, "Thank you, Tianchenzi, for your guidance as the disciple of Pangu Tongtian Saint."

The Daoist in the green robe nodded slightly and said, "Tianchenzi, are you willing to become a disciple of the Shangqing Sect?"

Tianchenzi prostrated himself and said, "I am willing to convert!"

"Hmm, because of the sealing of the gods, I have caused a lot of trouble. I have been punished by your master and cannot leave Yuyu Tian. This is the manifestation of my divine thoughts. I will give you this Heart-Piercing Lock to refine demons."

After saying that, the Daoist disappeared.

There was a lock left on the ground, shaped like a longevity lock. The lock body was golden yellow, with strange celestial inscriptions on both sides, and three white jade chains hanging below.

Tianchenzi felt a trance.

He had reincarnated for more than three hundred years, going through nine cycles of rebirth, finally cleansing all the karmic forces he had accumulated from the sealing of the gods, and severing all connections with the Grand Teacher of the Great Shang Dynasty.

More importantly, his current identity was that of a legitimate human, not his previous Celestial Beast incarnation.

"To actually bestow the Heart-Piercing Lock!"

Tianchenzi picked up the golden lock from the ground.

This was the pendant worn by the Heavenly Master of the Tongtian Sect, an unparalleled treasure.

Once this treasure was activated with three white jade chains, it could release nine black jade chains.

Anyone who was hit by it would have their three flowers on top of their head extinguished, their five qi in their chest dissipated, and their three souls and seven spirits, as well as their five organs and six viscera, would be firmly locked, unable to move. The person hit by it would experience extreme pain, unable to seek survival or death, at the mercy of the one who cast the spell.

As long as one was locked, even a Great Principal Golden Immortal who had been enlightened for many years would find it difficult to escape this calamity. In reality, it was a treasure for capturing and plotting against others.

He was the reincarnation of a Primordial Spirit, and now the Heavenly Master of the Tongtian Sect had opened the three lights that had been obscured, and his magical powers were fully restored.

He still had the cultivation of a Celestial Immortal.

He opened the data panel.

Name: Xia Yi (Tianchenzi)

Cultivation: Celestial Immortal

Position: Second-generation disciple of the Jiejiao Sect

Job responsibilities: Cultivate the Biyou Immortal Law and strengthen the Jiejiao Sect

Benefits: Five insurances and one fund, weekends off, triple overtime pay, sixteen-month salary, etc.

Salary: Settled at the beginning of next month

The responsibilities of this position are relatively relaxed and almost free, so only a small achievement of the Shangqing Immortal Light is rewarded.

"Not bad!"

Tianchenzi nodded in satisfaction.

Now he had entered the Taiqing Immortal Light.

The Taiqing Immortal Light and the Yuqing Immortal Light were both partially achieved.

As for the Extinction Buddha Light, he was still exploring it as the incarnation of Fa Hai.

These four lights represented the ultimate of the Dao and Buddha's Divine Abilities. If they were all fully achieved and used together, they could even surpass Kong Xuan's Five-Colored Divine Light!

"Now, it's time to save people!"

Tianchenzi muttered to himself.

In this life, he was reincarnated as the son of a fisherman.

His parents were washed away by a raging flood.

As for Nannan, she was an orphan he saved along the way, and the two of them relied on each other for survival.

Little did he expect to be captured by the government as a sacrifice.

If it weren't for the Heavenly Master of the Tongtian Sect coming to save him, this life would have ended tragically.

On the way, he swallowed a six-turn Gold Core.

It was the pill given by the Emperor Shennong to the incarnation Jiang Bai, which could make him reach the half-step Golden Immortal stage.

On the edge of the Yellow River, there stood a magnificent and splendid Dragon God Temple.

Tanhou Ji Nanyun was leading the civil and military officials of the country to worship the Yellow River Dragon God.

Outside the temple, there were countless offerings of pigs, sheep, and libations, as well as fine wine in white jars.

The temple was spacious, with over three hundred children bound together, crying out in unison.

All of them were around three to five years old, and each one had already been cleaned, half boys and half girls.

Ji Nanyun burned incense and prayed, begging the Dragon God to stop the rain and end the devastating flood.

After half an hour, the ceremony ended.

Ji Nanyun and another official immediately left, leaving behind many helpless children.

Another hour passed.

Dark clouds filled the sky, and a strong wind blew, revealing two faint lights in the sky.

They were the eyes of a monster, indicating its immense size.

The monster transformed into a muscular man wearing armor, with a fierce face and fangs. He stood over three zhang tall, with muscles bulging like coiling dragons, as if cast from steel. He held a double-edged axe with a thick handle, engraved with symbols.

He looked exactly like the image of a giant spirit god.

Looking at the three hundred boys and girls, the monster drooled and said, "With so many boys and girls, I can have a feast!"

Just as he was about to use his magic to take these delicious boys and girls back to his Cave Mansion, he noticed a young boy in the temple, sweeping the floor. He seemed to be the temple caretaker.

"Aren't you afraid?" the monster said with a thunderous voice.

The young boy chuckled and replied, "Why should I be afraid? You impersonate the Dragon God, use boys and girls as blood sacrifices, and violate heavenly laws. You won't escape the executioner's blade on the Demon-Slaying Platform. If anyone should be afraid, it should be you."

The monster's face darkened, and he shouted, "Who are you, daring to ruin my good fortune as the Poisonous Dragon King?"

With that, he swung his axe towards the boy.

Tianchenzi waved his hand, and the three hundred boys and girls were all collected.

Then he summoned a branch, three chi and seven fen long, with seven branches lush with green leaves, and the trunk appeared freshly broken.

With a gentle swipe, auspicious qi and radiant light flashed, striking the axe.

Bang!

With a loud noise, the huge axe shattered like paper, turning into tiny iron scraps scattered everywhere.

This branch was the Undying Second Tree, transformed from a damaged petal of the Chaos Azure Lotus. After the War of the Gods, Tianchenzi poured the remaining merits into the Undying Second Tree, finally reviving it and restoring its former glory.

The Poisonous Dragon possessed the cultivation of an early Golden Immortal and was an ancient monster that had lived in the Yellow River for many years. Seeing his axe being destroyed, he immediately became furious and unleashed his innate Divine Ability, the Primordial Poison Flame.

His human head instantly transformed into a ferocious dragon head, spewing out a flame that appeared neither black nor white, resembling the color of chaos. The terrifying high temperature turned the surrounding space into mush.

Tianchenzi immediately felt a burning sensation all over his body, hot and painful, and a strange itch that seemed to penetrate his Primordial Spirit, making him extremely uncomfortable.

"Indeed formidable, worthy of being an extraordinary creature of the Primordial Era!" he thought to himself. If it were an ordinary Golden Immortal, they would probably have been burned to death or poisoned to death.

A cold aura emanated from the Undying Second Tree, rushing through his limbs and dispelling the numerous fire toxins.

At the same time, he summoned the Divine Tree to withstand the flames that filled the sky.

Then, he summoned the Chains of the Pangu Heaven-Traversing Saint, and nine black jade chains emerged, tightly binding the Poisonous Dragon.

"Ah!"

The Poisonous Dragon let out a painful roar, feeling the intense pain and itchiness throughout his body. It was as if the sensation came from the depths of his heart, making him wish he could tear out his own heart and scratch it fiercely.

He tried to escape with his Primordial Spirit, but found that the chains not only bound his physical body but also sealed his Primordial Spirit. He was like a fly trapped in a spider's web, the more he struggled, the deeper he sank.

Roar!

Unable to bear it any longer, the Poisonous Dragon revealed his true form, a four-clawed dragon with a dark green body. His face was ferocious, and he let out a miserable howl, unable to endure the torture of the Chains of the Pangu Heaven-Traversing Saint. He swung his tail and struck the pillar of the Dragon God Temple, causing the entire temple to collapse.

Just as Tianchenzi was about to execute the Poisonous Dragon, he suddenly felt a connection in his heart.

"So, the Heavenly Court is shaking the Sucai Cloud Realm Flag. It seems that the Peach Banquet is about to begin!"

Tianchenzi murmured to himself.

The Peach Banquet was usually attended by the gods of the Heavenly Court and the immortals of the Three Teachings.

Having just been accepted as a disciple by the Pangu Heaven-Traversing Saint, Tianchenzi naturally had a sense of it.

(End of this chapter)