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A spatial rift opened in the corner of the Purple Palace, and both Wu Sheng and Hang Lin appeared. A heavy atmosphere permeated the entire hall. Inside the Purple Palace, the majestic Jade Emperor sat on a dazzling dragon throne, exuding an aura of invincibility. Standing beside him were The Divine Master of the Void Sky and several celestial officials.
The Jade Emperor gazed deeply, his eyes carrying a hint of anxiety, " Wu Sheng, Hang Lin, have you gained anything from your journey to the mortal realm?"
Wu Sheng Lowering his gaze, a hint of imperceptible pain swept across his eyes, "Upon encountering Jade Emperor for the first time, The Immortal in the Painting was not subdued, but instead allowed to escape."
Jade Emperor closed his eyes for a long time, and when he opened them, his tone was full of warning, "Do you know that The Immortal in the Painting's demonic power is gradually advancing towards the realm of the Demon King? It could be as soon as half a year, or as long as a year."
Hang Lin Furrowing his brows, "Great Emperor, this demon is unfathomable, with an elusive presence. When the two of us emerged from the array, The Immortal in the Painting had vanished."
Jade Emperor looked at The Divine Master of the Void Sky who nodded and said, "Indeed, as Hang Lin said, we have sealed off the space many times, but he is like a shadow, always able to come and go freely."
The Divine Master of the Void Sky continued, "One time, we thought we had captured The Immortal in the Painting, but his figure suddenly became transparent and then disappeared. It was like trying to grasp a gust of wind, fleeting in an instant."
The Jade Emperor sighed, his tone somber, "That's why I have high hopes for both of you. We must find any trace of The Immortal in the Painting in order to capture him completely."
Wu Sheng and Hang Lin suddenly felt a great pressure. Hang Lin smiled, though the smile was somewhat bitter, and said self-mockingly, "It looks like we need to speed up our actions."
Wu Sheng nodded, pondered for a moment, and suddenly said, "Jade Emperor, you mentioned limited time. Are there unforeseen consequences?"
Jade Emperor fell silent for a moment, then finally spoke, "If The Immortal in the Painting were to reach the realm of the Demon King, he would lose his original nature and ultimately become a devouring evil creature. The consequences would be unimaginable."
With these words, the atmosphere in the entire hall became even more oppressive. The Divine Master of the Void Sky tightly gripped his staff, and the other celestial officials also had solemn expressions.
"We will do our utmost to track down The Immortal in the Painting and never let it become the Demon King, endangering the common people," Wu Sheng gritted his teeth, swearing with an unavoidable sense of heavy responsibility.
The Jade Emperor nodded, "Very well, I will bestow upon you more power and two magical weapons to assist you in completing the mission."
Afterwards, the Jade Emperor extended his palm, and a golden light flew out from his fingertips, penetrating into the bodies of Wu Sheng and Hang Lin respectively. They both felt a warm flow passing through their bodies, as if they had been blessed with some invisible power, and suddenly each of them had acquired a magical weapon. They silently put them away.
Jade Emperor slowly stood up, his expression becoming solemn. "Remember, if it comes to the last resort, the demon must be eliminated. But if there is a chance to subdue it and make it serve the three realms, that would be even better."
Wu Sheng and Hang Lin performed a grand ceremony at the same time, then withdrew. After leaving Purple Palace.
Wu Sheng and Hang Lin stood once again in front of the rift in space, facing the unknown mortal world. Hang Lin patted Wu Sheng's shoulder and said, "This time, we must capture that guy."
Wu Sheng smiled, "Of course."
This time, Wu Sheng and Hang Lin transformed into men of the rivers and lakes, passing through the lush mountains and arriving at a bustling market. The air here is filled with various fragrances and sounds, including fish gall, grilled meat, fresh fruits and vegetables, as well as various shouts and clamors. Before their eyes, there is a riot of colors, with brightly colored curtains hanging on the wooden stalls. Vendors stand there, holding abacuses or account books.
The crowd in the market is bustling, coming from all directions. Some have delicate features, as if they are commoners from nearby villages, while others have a fierce look, as if they exude an aura from Hell.
"This time, we have to be more careful," Wu Sheng scans the surroundings with a scrutinizing gaze, a slight tug at the corner of his mouth, seemingly feeling a sense of urgency about his and Hang Lin's mission.
Hang Lin nodded, and a pair of bright eyes looked ahead calmly and decisively, saying, "There are many unfamiliar faces here, but we cannot ignore any possibility."
The two of them strolled leisurely through the market, appearing to shop for this and that, but in reality, they were extremely vigilant. When they reached a fortune-telling vendor, they sensed a different atmosphere. A fortune-teller stood there, and the vendor's countenance revealed a kind of cunning, but when he spoke, he seemed surprisingly serious.
"Teachers, would you like to have your fortunes told?" The fortune teller grinned mischievously, playing with an ancient divination cylinder in his hand.
Hang Lin Smiling, Wu Sheng nodded. Hang Lin then turned to the fortune teller and asked, "My friend, are your predictions accurate?"
The vendor chuckled and shook the divination cylinder, saying, "Whether it's accurate or not, you won't know until you try, right?" Then, he handed the divination cylinder to the two people.
Wu Sheng reached into the cylinder and drew out a stick. The stick was inscribed with the following words:
"The person I seek is divided into four parts,
The county government is in chaos, devouring the people."
The gambling nest is reckless and deceitful,
Flowers, wine, and revelry scheme for longevity.
Shang Gao Frequent wealth and money arrive,
"A true friend can understand your heart."
The fortune teller took the lot-drawing tube, pondered for a moment, and then said:
"The meaning of this hexagram is that you need to find four people's souls. You can find them in the place where the county government oppresses the people, the place of revelry and carousing, the place of gambling and cheating, and the place where merchants frequently conduct business," the fortune teller explained the hexagram in great detail.
Wu Sheng and Hang Lin exchanged a glance, each understanding in their hearts. Both of them felt that this mission had become even more complicated.
"Thanks, buddy." Wu Sheng handed a few copper coins to the vendor, then left with Hang Lin.
Hang Lin smiled slightly and said, "It looks like this mission will be more interesting than we imagined."
Wu Sheng nodded and looked into the distance, where the divination indicated the possible location of The Immortal in the Painting.
As the figures of Wu Sheng and Hang Lin gradually faded away, the fortune teller in the market shook lightly, as if being swept by a divine wind, and instantly transformed into an old man.
His face became more dignified, his robe changed from simple to magnificent, with a jade pendant around his waist and a Gold Crown on his head.
Elderly immortal slowly stroked his thick white beard, with a hint of compassion and concern in his eyes.
Then he sighed deeply, "I hope there's still time in the end, I hope he won't make the same mistake again, and that there's a chance for him to turn back."
With that, he shook his head lightly, and the agate bead in his hand flashed, his figure gradually disappearing into the bustling market.
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