The Three Worlds God

Surprise For Jiarong.

The next day, Zhang Yutang fell apart with both hands tied. His face looked pale from receiving a hundred lashes. However, his eyes were sharply staring vengefully.

"Astara, I won't let you go" he said in a trembling tone.

Hai Xuan came to free the helpless Zhang Yutang. Zhang Yutang stared at the goal of who found him.

"Senior Hai Xuan," he said softly.

"I came here to pick you up. Your punishment is over, come with me."

Zhang Yutang walked behind Hai Xuan towards his room. The room was already filled with protective magic so that no one would hear the conversation of the two of them.

Hai Xuan smiled sinisterly looking at Yutang's condition. "I know what's on your mind. With your current abilities, you can't possibly defeat Astara."

Zhang Yutang kneeled down. "Senior Hai Xuan, please help me to defeat Astara."

Hai Xuan developed her fan, then fluttered near her face. "Astara's cultivation technique is on par with mine, the only way you'll have to take ten god blood."

"How can I do it, I'm just a human being. My cultivation technique is also still low" Zhang Yutang said.

"I'll give you a weapon that can hurt the gods." Hai Xuan took out a sword with a flash of lightning around that sword.

Zhang Yutang was amazed by the shape of the sword.he continued to look at the shape of the sword.

"This is a ruyi sword, this sword used to belong to a star god, but because this sword-traitoring star god ended up stuck at the base of the volcano. I took it on the orders of the war god," Hai Xuan's reasoning.

"Senior Hai Xuan is friends with the war god?" Astara was further amazed by Hai Xuan's lie.

"Take this sword and go to heaven to find the god on duty. But remember, do not let this plan leak into the ears of the sky emperor," Hai Xuan said.

"But how can I kill a god above the skies of senior Hai Xuan," Yutang said.

"Good senior Hai Xuan." Zhang Yutang had been hit by Hai Xuan's persuasion.

On the other hand, Astara intended to reward Jiarong. He seemed busy thinking about what gift he deserved. Astara remembered something about the thing that Jiarong often used. Hair skewers, Jiarong always wears a hairpick on his head.

Astara came out to find the best wood. However, Jiarong saw Astara coming out of Lin'an Hall.

"Where are you going?" tanya Jiarong approached Astara.

Astara scratched his nape. "I-I want to go out for the wind."

"I'm coming, yes" said Jiarong, winking quickly.

Astara was wide-eyed, Jiarong should not have known that the astara wanted to surprise him. However, Jiarong forced his way in. Astara had no other choice.

"Why are we in the woods, what are you looking for?" ask Jiarong.

"I want to find a wooden branch" replied Astara.

"Make what?" ask Jiarong.

"I want to surprise you." Astara closed her mouth. However, Jiarong had already heard of it.

"What a surprise," said Jiarong with a sumringah face.

Astara scratched her hair. "I-I can't say it."

Jiarong. "Then let me guess. You want to find a wooden branch. Must be gonna make a hairpick, right?"