Chapter 1: Master Yang at Guanjiangkou
Dashang, Guanjiangkou.

The morning light shines brightly.

A house with blue bricks and black tiles looks even more magnificent in the morning light.

The eaves are intricately carved with dragons and phoenixes, which look solemn and mysterious. The doorposts of the house are also engraved with dragons and phoenixes. The vermilion wooden doors are inlaid with copper rings, and the door panels are inlaid with colored glaze, which exude a faint luster.

Various precious flowers and trees are planted around the house, the fragrance of the flowers is intoxicating, making people feel relaxed and happy.

Passers-by passing by the house all cast envious glances.

"I never thought that in just a few years, Yang Ling had built up such a large fortune. I heard that he opened many cloth shops, taverns, grain markets, and farm tool stores.

Moreover, after he became rich, he often helped the villagers who had helped him in the past, and built a charity hall to provide for the elderly in his village. "

"Mr. Yang is a very kind man. He even built several clinics in the city and invited famous doctors to see patients. He doesn't charge any money for the treatment of the elderly or children!"

"That's right. The poor boy who grew up eating at other people's houses is now not only wealthy, but also has a beautiful wife... I heard that his wife looks like a fairy, so beautiful!"

"Fairy? More like a witch!" The proprietress of a cloth shop on the street heard the conversation between those passers-by and couldn't help but spit on the ground.

On the street, two men in black robes, bamboo hats and with a string of copper coins hanging around their waists looked at each other and quickly walked into the cloth shop.

"Madam Boss, you just said... there is a witch here?"

The cloth shop owner's wife was caught talking behind the scenes, and she immediately showed a panic on her face. After seeing the two people's attire clearly, she calmed down and whispered, "Could the two guests be the demon-catching masters?"

After receiving a positive answer, the cloth shop owner looked around furtively, and then whispered: "Who in Guanjiangkou doesn't know that Yang Ling married a witch? Let me tell you, I saw with my own eyes that witch used magic to blow all the cloth in my house away..."

……

The inner house of Yang Mansion has rockery and flowing water, creating a different world. A rockery is carved from bluestone, with gurgling water in the mountain, making a clear sound.

Yunhua woke up from her dream, her delicate facial features set off by her milky white skin.

She dreamed of the magnificent heavenly palace, the majestic Lingxiao Palace, and the Supreme Lord of the Three Realms, who was also her brother, Lord Haotian, sitting upright in the palace!
"If my brother knew about my recent situation, I'm afraid he would be furious."

Yunhua was a little upset, but after opening her eyes and looking around, the sad expression on her face instantly disappeared.

The master bedroom on the second floor is exquisitely decorated. The bed is covered with soft satin bedding, and the headboard is carved with delicate patterns. The carpet is laid in front of the bed, with complex patterns and bright colors...

The whole room is warm and comfortable, and it was decorated by her husband himself!
Thinking of her husband, her cheeks flushed slightly. She bit her lips lightly and said angrily, "Wasn't I in the alchemy room last night refining the elixir? How did you fall asleep on the bed again? Could it be..."

"Squeak~"

The door was pushed open, and Yunhua subconsciously hugged the quilt tightly to cover her graceful figure, then turned to look at the door.

A young man carrying a food box walked into the room.

He is tall, handsome, with deep features, looking masculine and handsome, wearing a green shirt, with a slightly raised mouth and bright eyes. His unruly long hair is casually draped over his shoulders, and his shoulders are broad and thick, as if he can carry the burden of the world.

"My dear, you woke up just in time. I made your favorite crab roe soup dumplings and preserved egg and lean meat porridge. Hurry up and get dressed and have breakfast."

When Yunhua heard the word "clothes", her eyebrows suddenly raised.

"Yang Ling!"

"You took off my clothes without my consent last night!"

"I've told you many times, even if I fall asleep while refining the elixir, you can only carry me to bed, but you can't take off all my clothes..."

"My wife." Yang Ling interrupted with a smile: "I didn't just take off your clothes... Besides, you were very proactive last night, how come you forgot when you woke up this morning?"

"I..." Yunhua's flawless face was instantly illuminated like the morning glow, and there was a shy light in her eyes, obviously recalling the confusion and madness of last night.

But in a moment she said angrily: "That... that's all because you always harass me? Otherwise, with my heart of Tao as a top-grade Xuan... top-grade Qi-refining practitioner, how could I be taken advantage of by evil desires?"

During the past few years since she came to the mortal world, she has always called herself a Qi cultivator, and no one knows that her real identity is actually the princess of Heaven.

In terms of Taoism, she is also a top-grade immortal who is as old as the sun and the moon, and as long-lived as the heaven and the earth!
She has been teaching herself alchemy in the past few years, precisely in order to make an elixir that can allow a person to ascend to heaven in broad daylight.

She knew very well that the union of immortals and mortals was against the rules of heaven!
Only when her husband becomes an immortal can they become real husband and wife!
"My lady, you are wrong!"

Yang Ling placed the food box on the table and said with a nonchalant smile, "Love between a man and a woman, the harmony of yin and yang is the truth of heaven and earth, how can it be called evil desire?

Even if you are a Qi cultivator, you cannot go against the ultimate principles of heaven and earth, right?
Besides, if we hadn't worked hard, how could we have those two lovely sons?"

Speaking of her son, Yun Hua's beautiful face suddenly showed a gentle maternal glow, and her tone became softer. She said unhappily, "He is obviously just a mortal who has difficulty in refining essence into Qi, but he has a lot of tricks when it comes to talking about the Yin and Yang Dao. Who of us is the Qi cultivator?"

"Of course it's you, my most beautiful wife."

As Yang Ling spoke, he lifted the curtain, approached the bed, and said with a smile: "Although seven years have passed, I can still vividly remember the scene when you fell from the sky like a banished immortal... and destroyed the only thatched hut left in my house!"

Yunhua began to grit his teeth, "So you only remember that I destroyed your house, right?"

"of course not!"

Yang Ling shook his head decisively, and before Yun Hua could change from anger to joy, he counted on his fingers.

"When my little donkey, who depended on me for everything, broke its leg, you volunteered to collect herbs and make elixirs to help it heal. In the end, not only did you fail to heal its leg, but you also caused it to have diarrhea for three days and three nights.
Also, when I first started my business, you said you would use magic to help me move my things, but you ended up summoning a gust of wind that blew all the cloth I had worked so hard to prepare for two months into the sky;
besides……"

"Yang Ling!"

Yun Hua's almond-shaped eyes were filled with anger. He threw off the quilt and stood up. "It's not over yet, is it?!"

"It's over, it's over..." Yang Ling stared straight ahead without blinking, and echoed unconsciously.

Following his gaze, Yunhua exclaimed in surprise, and without her making any movement, an elegant and generous plain silk dress appeared out of thin air, wrapping her beautiful body.

Her long black hair was as silky as satin, her eyebrows were as sharp as a knife, her eyes were like stars, and her skin was as white and rosy as a lotus.

Her beautiful face is fascinating, especially at this moment when her face is flushed, making her look shy and cute, as if all the flowers are blooming on her.

Yang Ling couldn't help but want to get closer and feel the softness and warmth with his hands and arms.

"Don't even think about it in broad daylight!"

Yunhua cautiously moved to the end of the bed, walked around Yang Ling, and after a quick wash, she began to enjoy her breakfast.

"Are the children up yet?"

Yang Ling also sat down at the table, took the bowl and chopsticks handed over by his wife, and said with a smile: "The eldest brother got up before dawn to practice martial arts, and the second brother is still sleeping soundly... Don't worry, I have asked the servants to prepare breakfast."

Yunhua nodded with satisfaction, "Da Lang is only six years old, but he can rise up and dance at the sound of a cock-crow. This kind of character is a good candidate for practicing Qi cultivation.

Erlang just turned one year old, so it’s normal for him to be a little sleepy... By the way, when are you going to give Erlang a name?

You can't just keep calling me Erlang, Erlang, right?"

Yang Ling suddenly had a headache.

For someone who is bad at naming, it is very difficult to come up with a name!

"It's better for you to come and get it, my lady."

Yun Hua raised her eyebrows, "We agreed that each of us would pick one. I picked Da Lang's name, and it's your turn to pick Er Lang's name!"

"It's just that the name you gave to the boss is so good!

Yang Zhao…not only is it easy to pronounce, but the word Zhao also implies brightness and majesty. As a husband, I really can’t think of a name that can be compared with it.”

Yang Ling spread his hands and threw away the pieces.

Yunhua rolled her eyes at him unhappily, not at all surprised by such a scene.

Although her husband was decisive, smart and capable outside, and had built up a huge business from scratch in just a few years, he always looked lazy in front of her, leaving her helpless.

Yunhua put down his chopsticks, thought carefully for a moment, and said seriously: "Since you insist that I name Erlang, then let's call him Yang Jian!"

Yang Ling's hand shook, and the soup dumpling he had just picked up fell into the porridge bowl, splashing all over the table.

"What's it called?"

"Yang Jian, isn't it nice to listen to? Why are you so excited?" Yun Hua looked at her husband strangely.

Yang Ling swallowed his saliva, pulled a handkerchief from the side, and wiped the table while perfunctorily saying, "It sounds nice, it sounds nice. How can the name my wife gave it not be nice?"

At this moment, he was roaring in his heart:

It's not just nice to listen to, it's simply thunderous!
The famous Erlang Shen Yang Jian!
Yang Ling was originally an Earthling. Before he graduated from university, he inexplicably traveled to the slave society of Da Shang due to a traffic accident.

This Shang Dynasty was somewhat different from the one he knew, not only because it was more prosperous, but also because it possessed many extraordinary powers.

For example, there is the demon catcher, the Qi cultivator, and so on.

Even the general commander stationed at Guanjiangkou was said to be a capable man who had once slain a dragon. Not to mention the gods who were high up in the sky.

If people want good weather and good harvests, they must offer sacrifices and pay tribute every year.

Thanks to the similarity of the language system, Yang Ling integrated into a small mountain village outside the city without much effort.

Later, he made his first fortune by optimizing agricultural tools.

Just at this moment, an almost perfect fairy fell from the sky - even though she was seriously injured and dying at that time.

He had no words to describe her beauty.

He only knew that those so-called once-in-a-millennium beauties on the Internet were not even worthy of carrying her shoes!
Afterwards, under his careful care, the fairy's injuries quickly improved, but for some reason, she was not in a hurry to leave.

Perhaps he had been attracted by her beauty from the very beginning, or perhaps he had fallen in love with her after spending so much time together, but Yang Ling soon fell for her.

Fortunately, the fairy named Yunhua was unable to keep her heart under his romantic offensive.

Not long after, the two got married.

Yang Ling only knew that his wife was a Qi cultivator and also an alchemist who had some knowledge of medicine.

He didn't know whether his cultivation was high or not, but his alchemy skills were definitely not that good.

The reason why he worked so hard to make money was not only to create the most comfortable and warm home for his wife, but more to support his wife's expenses in refining medicine.

Seven years have passed since we got married, and we have two sons. Now you tell me that my son is Yang Jian?

It can't be such a coincidence, right?

The name Yang Jian is almost a household name in his hometown, but few people know the names of Yang Jian's parents and brothers. They only know that Yang Jian's father is a mortal, his mother is a fairy in heaven, and that they live in Guanjiangkou. He has an older brother and a younger sister...

Yang Ling glanced at his wife's slender waist.

Remove this one for younger sister first.

Now the only thing that doesn’t match the identity of my wife as a Qi-refining practitioner is the fairy…

Wait, in the eyes of ordinary people, what is the difference between a Qi cultivator and an immortal?
With this in mind, Yang Ling looked at his wife and whispered, "You Qi practitioners can all fly. Have you ever been to the sky to see what the heaven looks like?"

"What's so good about Heaven..."

Yunhua answered casually while drinking porridge.

Then she realized something was wrong and explained, "What I meant is that with my current level of cultivation, I am not qualified to go to heaven. When I can refine the Nine Revolutions Immortal Pill, we can ascend to heaven together as husband and wife!"

Yang Ling nodded, feeling confused for a moment.

Having been in business for many years, he was quite good at observing people's words and expressions. In addition, he tried to test her, so he could hear some details in her words that he didn't notice in other days.

My wife is very familiar with heaven!

His son is one step closer to becoming Erlang Shen!

But the problem is, Yang Ling remembered that Yang Jian had an extremely tragic life - because his parents' union as immortals and mortals was exposed, the God of Heaven sent heavenly soldiers and generals to capture their family and bring them to heaven for punishment.

The result was that Yang Jian's father and brother died tragically on the spot, and his mother was imprisoned in Taoshan!

Yang Jian was accepted as a disciple by Jade Ding Zhenren of the Chan Sect, where he learned the Eight-Nine Mysterious Arts and shined in the great catastrophe of the rise of Zhou and the destruction of Shang!
To put it simply, he became a thug for the Chan sect!
And it’s the double-flowered red stick kind!

"This is not okay!"

Yang Ling slammed the table and stood up.

Yunhua looked up blankly, with preserved egg crumbs on the corners of her mouth, and looked at him with a silly face, "What's wrong?"

"I remembered something about business..." Yang Ling said as he walked out, "Take your time to eat. I'll go out for a while."

Yunhua nodded, stood up and walked him to the door, "What's Erlang's name?"

Yang Ling paused, and said without turning his head, "Jian means perfection. Let's follow what Madam said. Erlang will be called Yang Jian from now on."

……

In a secluded alley two streets away from Yang Mansion, two demon-catching masters wearing black robes and bamboo hats were discussing something.

"We will report to the General's Mansion during the day, and then sneak into Yang's Mansion when it's late at night and try to kill that witch in one fell swoop, to prevent her from having any weird tricks!"

"Are we really going to do it? Except for a few people who say she is a witch, everyone else praises Madam Yang as a fairy who has descended to earth!"

"Nonsense! We are demon-catching masters. Whether she is a fairy or a demon is just a matter of words between you and me. As long as we kill that demon, Mr. Yang will surely be frightened out of his wits. Then, won't the Yang Mansion's millions of fortune be ours to take as we please?"

"That's true. I heard that Yang's business has expanded to Chaoge. Even the nobles like his cloth! If we can get him to hand over the secret recipe for dyeing cloth..."

"Haha~"

Suddenly, a sneer interrupted the fantasies of the two demon catchers.

"You guys have a good idea!"

"who!"

"Who are you!"

The two demon catchers looked in the direction of the voice and saw a tall, handsome young man in a green shirt who had appeared in the alley at some point.

"You are here planning to kill my beloved wife and take my wealth, but you don't even recognize me as the person involved. This is really unreasonable!"

The two demon catchers were startled.

"Are you the Yang Ling?"

"That's me." Yang Ling said nonchalantly.

The two demon-catching masters looked at each other and saw a hint of cruelty in each other's eyes.

"kill!"

"This person must not stay!"

Two demon-catching masters rushed towards Yang Ling from the left and right, one holding a long sword and the other taking out a burning talisman.

"Plotting to commit evil, killing people in the street... this is a great evil!"

Facing the two men who were coming at him aggressively, Yang Ling spoke calmly, "Plotting to harm my family is an unforgivable crime!

To eliminate evil is to do good!
Today's good deeds begin with eliminating evil!"

After saying that, he slowly threw a punch forward.

"puff!"

A terrifying force suddenly exploded in the narrow space.

The two demon-catching masters exploded in mid-air and turned into two balls of blood mist, which were splashed onto the dark and damp bluestone road surface by the strong wind.

Yang Ling stomped his foot again, and all the bluestones in the alley turned over, burying the warm blood into the ground.

Soon, the blood will slowly seep into the soil and then melt away under the heavy rain that will come soon.

The two demon-catching masters, no trace left!
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