Chapter 145: The Emperor Wears a Pendent Jade

A faint voice echoed among the group. Jiang Lin felt a slight awkwardness, while the old Cheng Huang’s mind tightened, and he quickly pulled his granddaughter back.

"Young Master Jiang, this really won't do... Thank you for your kind intentions, Young Master Jiang, but this old man is already married... This simply won't do..."

Jiang Lin felt momentarily awkward.

Why did this little girl always blurt out the naked truth?
Really, could that even be called riding? That was called mounting~~~~

However, this old grandfather Cheng Huang was really something. Did he have to be so guarded against him?
Wasn't it just a ride?
How stingy...

Jiang Lin cupped his fists in a salute and explained, "Senior, rest assured, am I, Jiang Lin, the kind of person who doesn't respect his elders? What riding or not riding? I am extremely proper!"

"Hahaha, that's good, that's good! I was just saying, Young Master Jiang is a man of exceptional talent, how could he possibly... Hahaha..."

Old Grandfather Cheng Huang also went along with Jiang Lin to save face.

Yet, why did he feel a sense of loss in his heart? It seemed that being mounted by this young man might not be so bad after all, since he was quite handsome, after all...
No!
How could he have such a mindset? Unacceptable! Absolutely unacceptable!

Very soon, this sense of loss was cast aside by the old Senior Cheng Huang. After all, he was a man with a wife and a granddaughter; how could he let himself be mounted by others so casually?

"Hey! Then do you want to ride me?!"

The Cheng Huang, transformed into her divine beast true form, spoke softly.

Listening to that faint voice, Jiang Lin's expression instantly turned serious: "Miss Youyou, why would you say such a thing? Do I, Jiang Lin, look like that kind of person?"

"Then... then you don't want to, right? Hmph! Men!" Youyou turned her horned fox head away. For some reason, there was a tiny pang of loss in her heart.

"No, I definitely still want to," Jiang Lin said earnestly, his tone actually carrying a hint of longing and yearning, "Could it be that Miss Youyou has changed her mind?"

Riding a Cheng Huang—mounting a Cheng Huang extends one's life by a thousand years. Who wouldn't want to ride a Cheng Huang...

"Pui! You pervert! Who changed their mind?! I won't let you ride me at all! Goodbye!"

Youyou spat lightly at Jiang Lin in pretense, turned around, and flew away into the sky.

Watching his granddaughter gradually flying away, and then looking at Jiang Lin, the old man seemed to understand something at once.

The old Cheng Huang couldn't help but smile. He untied a jade pendant from his waist and handed it over: "Young Master Jiang, thank you for your help to Youyou during this time. This is our clan's jade pendant. If you ever need help, let this pendant serve as a token."

Looking at the translucent white jade pendant, Jiang Lin declined a few times just like accepting a red envelope, and the old Cheng Huang also pushed it back firmly just like giving out a red envelope. In the end, Jiang Lin "had no choice" but to accept it.

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Afterward, to thank Hu Shuang for her help, the old Cheng Huang also gave Hu Shuang a white spirit bead. As for little Fatty, although he hadn't done much, he still received a small welcome gift.

Even the dog was deemed by the old Cheng Huang to have a fated affinity with him, and was taught a set of cultivation movement techniques, so that once its spiritual intelligence awakened in the future, it would be able to cultivate.

"Everyone, farewell until we meet again."

Old Grandfather Cheng Huang bid farewell to the group, took one last deep look at Jiang Lin, and chased after the direction of his granddaughter.

"Alright, I'll be leaving too. Miss Hu Shuang, I'll have to trouble you to take good care of Xiao Pang along the way."

"Teacher!!!"

Qian Xiao Pang grabbed hold of Jiang Lin, tears and snot streaming down his face.

"Disciple cannot bear to see you leave..."

"What's so hard to bear about this? When the Wutong Province sect grand tournament comes around, perhaps you and I, master and disciple, will meet again."

"Really?" Little Fatty raised his head from Jiang Lin's embrace.

"Really!"

Jiang Lin pushed little Fatty away with a shove.

"So Xiao Pang, you must cultivate diligently. Remember, no matter how arduous the path of cultivation may be, in your teacher's eyes, you will always be the fattest!"

Looking at his very first disciple, Jiang Lin took a book from his bosom.

*The Art of Doujinshi* (Author: Big Cannon Jiang)

"This book is the painstaking work your teacher spent two days writing. It contains all kinds of insights your teacher has for doujin illustration, including pure love, NTR, German bone-setting, and the British court, with a little dabbling in Warcraft as well. I hand it over to you now. Remember, study it diligently, but don't overexert yourself during cultivation. Make sure to rest and replenish your nutrition."

Little Fatty wiped away his snot and tears, accepting the secret manual given by his master with a sorrowful expression:

"Rest assured, Teacher, I will work hard."

"Mm, very good." Jiang Lin patted little Fatty's shoulder, placed the dog on top of his head, with several ZZ250s trailing beside him, and declared, "Your teacher takes his leave!"

Watching Jiang Lin fly away on his sword until his figure completely vanished from sight, Qian Xiao Pang slowly withdrew his gaze.

At the Qian residence, Qian Xiao Pang kowtowed three times to his father. The two three-hundred-jin adults hugged each other and cried like a pair of giant babies...

In the end, Qian Xiao Pang also departed with Hu Shuang, setting foot upon his own path of cultivation.

The path of cultivation is incomparably long, and meeting again is merely a matter of time.

In the distant sky, watching the man with a dog on his head and several iron lumps following beside him vanish from her line of sight, Youyou, squatting upon a cloud, slowly lowered her head.

Standing beside Youyou, the old grandfather who had also transformed back into a Cheng Huang raised a paw and patted his granddaughter's head: "Alright, don't be sad. Sooner or later, you'll meet again."

"Hmph! Who's sad?! He's just a pervert who spends all day thinking about riding me," Youyou said with a drooping head.

"Actually, Youyou, Grandpa thinks it would be better for you to go back with him. Your father's health has weakened, and the current situation in the State of Bai is somewhat tense. Although Grandpa is here and they dare not do anything, whether human or demon, everyone fears the unexpected. It won't be too late for me to pick you back up after I handle things..."

"Grandpa! Youyou is the Princess of the State of Bai! How could she abandon the State of Bai and seek safety in ignoble survival outside!" Youyou looked earnestly at the old man. "Youyou is going back!"

Looking into his granddaughter's resolute eyes, the old Cheng Huang knew that his granddaughter's stubborn temper could not be persuaded otherwise.

"Then promise Grandpa: if the situation in the State of Bai truly spins out of control, you must flee and escape without hesitation."

"Youyou..."

"Promise Grandpa."

Youyou lowered her small head and finally nodded.

The old man smiled slightly and placed another jade pendant from his bosom around Youyou's neck.

The style of this jade pendant was extremely similar to the one Jiang Lin had.

"Grandpa, isn't this jade pendant Father and Mother's?"

"Oh... they don't have use for it right now, so I'm giving it to you first. This pendant is very important, so don't lose it."

"Very important? What is it used for?"

"Anyway, it's very important, just make sure you don't lose it."

Looking at the jade pendant, although somewhat puzzled, Youyou still nodded.

"Alright, let's go back."

The two Cheng Huangs, one large and one small, stepped upon the clouds and utilized their innate divine abilities to head toward the State of Bai.

In the Continent of Ten Thousand Demons, there is the State of Bai; in the State of Bai, there are spirits named Cheng Huang, with horns upon their backs. Those who ride a Cheng Huang have their lives extended by a thousand years, and the only ones who can ride them are wedded couples.
The ruler thereof possesses a pendant; it appears complete, yet is actually flawed. When the two pendants meet and lock as one, it is reserved solely for the bridal night.
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[I've been worked to death these past few days... My hairline is receding, and my stockpile of chapters is completely exhausted.
Today things are finally a bit more relaxed. I need to build up a backlog of chapters these next few days to deal with emergencies, so I can only release two chapters first. In a few days, I'll resume three chapters a day.]
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