In the tower, Bhutan, Daolon Wong held the Shiva model in hand. The four Dark Chi warriors stood in front of him.

“Goddamn Hsi Wu! Without him, Uncle would be no match for me at all, I wouldn’t derive just one item either.”

“It seems that he’s not so afraid of the flute,” Finn said.

“Maybe because we didn’t say the spell?” Chow guessed.????????????????????????????????????????????????

“We can try it next time,” Ratso said.

“Fool! If we say that spell, our strength will also be weakened!” Daolon Wong said.

“Master, I think we needn’t fear him. Last time I generated a gust of wind and he dropped to the ground heavily.” Hak Foo said.

“That’s because he was unlucky then!” Daolon Wong said.

“But indeed, the Sky Demon is just so so. He alone is not my opponent. But the situation will be different if he teams up with that old man.” Daolon Wong supplemented.

“Then…can we alienate them?” Chow said.

“It can be considered.” Daolon Wong said.

“Moreover, they have two items. The Book of Ages can’t be opened when lacking even one. I have had a plan that we kidnap Jackie Chan’s niece and force them to hand in the items. As for alienation, we should consider demons’ temper. They are all quite conceited.”

“Boss, good idea!” Finn said.

“Call me master!”

“Yes, master.”

“Hahaha, alienation and kidnapping. I wonder how you will deal with these.” Daolon Wong smirked with complacency.

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Now Hsi Wu was in the appearance of Seymour, wearing a commoner, carrying a large basket of bamboo rolls and oracle bones, standing on the boundless field. The sky was dim and hazy.

A white light appeared ahead. A person in ancient emperor clothing appeared in the light.

“Who are you?” Hsi Wu asked.

“I am Ji Chang.”

“You are Mr. Ji! Lucky to meet you. I venture to request you for instructions.”

“A dragon flies too high will regret it,” Ji Chang said.

“What do you mean?” Hsi Wu came near Ji Chang.

“A dragon flies too high will regret it,” Ji Chang did not answer Hsi Wu.

“You…”

“A dragon flies too high will regret it.” The light surrounding Ji Chang became brighter and brighter. Hsi Wu covered his eyes.

“Ahh!” Hsi Wu sat up from bed, Jackie Chan next to him was still asleep.

“A dream,” Hsi Wu said to himself.

Hsi Wu walked out of the cave hotel, seeing the North China countryside at night. The night was so quiet and dark, with only a few lights in sight.

Hsi Wu spread the wings and flew onto a hill, looking down at all kinds of loess landforms beneath his feet. Although it was late spring, the countryside of North China before dawn was still slightly cold. He recalled that he once carried bamboo rolls and oracle bones, climbing mountain after mountain, seeking magic power toughly, and nearly fell off cliffs several times. Now, not to mention these hills, even the peak of Mount Everest was at his feet. Gradually, the east was slightly bright.

Suddenly, a piece of paper floated into his hand. With the gleam of dawn, Hsi Wu read:

Dear Sky emperor:

I have known your reputation. You are as expected extraordinary when I recognize you recently. But I could not bear you cooperating with humble mortals. I have been a Dark Chi wizard for sixty years, mastering dark magic of tens of centuries, knowing demons and monsters of thousands of years. Uncle and his teacher Fong are not as superior as one-tenth of me. Feeling my talent may reach one or two-tenths of you, I venture to write this letter, hoping to take over the world with you. Hope you can seize the mask and the cuneiforms, and take the four humans’ lives to avoid future troubles. If you refuse to do so, I will carry on my plan. When I revise history and am not able to take you into account, do not regret it.

Sincerely,

Daolon Wong

“You are too ruthless!” Hsi Wu thought. He could not even bear arranging laborious works for Jade, not to mention “taking the four humans’ lives”.

“How dare you threaten me! You mean only if I cooperate with you, can I have a good ending!” Hsi Wu thought, “you say you could not bear me cooperating with humble mortals. You are not a fish and how could you know a fish’s pleasure? You may not know Jackie Chan and others are much more capable than your useless followers!”

“Even if I lower myself to cooperate with so-called humble mortals, I won’t let you succeed.” Hsi Wu tore the letter to pieces and flew back to the cave hotel. It was daybreak and others also got up.

“Seymour, you seem to be upset?” Jade perceived that Hsi Wu was a little strange.

“Nothing. I just…h(huán)ad a dream.”

“Dreamed what?”

“Dreamed you got lost, which make me gravely hurried.” Hsi Wu also did not know why he made up such a dream.

Jade seemed to be a little shy, head downward.

“Hsi Wu, see where exactly the Xuanyuan Arrow of Huangdi is?”

“This time the magic book gives some references about the topography.” Hsi Wu said.

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Hsi Wu read the descriptions in the book while Jackie observed the topography. The five were searching for where the arrow was located.

“It must be here,” Jackie said.

“Aiiee-yaahh! It’s a big cesspit!”

“Old comrade, it’s a biogas digester,” A villager came by.

“The biogas digester was set up twenty-seven years ago, and now it’s already been out of use. But we don’t demolish it because seeing it, we can recall the village head at that time, we can recall the days when we strove for a better life.”

“Sir, there is a treasure we wanna find under the biogas digester. Do you mind us digging it out?”

“No way, young adult! I’m the head of this village. I can’t let you break the biogas digester for the sake of money!”

“Mr. Village Chief, we’re not for money. Someone evil intends to dig out the item to revise the Book of…” Jackie covered Jade’s mouth when she said this.

“Yes, Mr. Village Chief, we are archaeologists,” Jackie said and took out his archaeologist certificate, “we are here to prevent someone evil, that is, antique thieves, doing something bad to these relics. It’s not something normal under the biogas digester but the Xuanyuan Arrow of Huangdi!”

“Oh, I see.” The village head thought twice and agreed with Jackie Chan.

“But you should fix it up after you dig the arrow out.”

Jackie found some instruments to dig the bottom of the digester. As expected, an arrow appeared.

“Uncle had the willies!” Uncle suddenly trembled.

“Hand the arrow over to me! Gan, Ren, Chui, Zhen!” Daolon Wong said.

Jackie held the arrow and fought with the warriors. Suddenly, someone took away the arrow.

“Oops!”

Jackie looked up, the one who took away the arrow was not the warriors but three masked men in black.

“This seems to be priceless,” said one of the black-masked men.

“Who are they?” Chow said.

“They’re not Chan's helpers, are they?” Ratso said.

“No matter who they are, grab the arrow!” Daolon Wong said.

Then Jackie and his party, the Dark Chi warriors and the three men fought in a mess. The village head was nearly frightened to death.

“Hiiyaah!” Hsi Wu flew over and snatched the arrow while the masked man was not paying attention. A dive, pouncing the masked men down to the ground.

“Cobra, Fist, we run away!” said the head of masked men.

“Chan, see who she is?” Hak Foo hung Jade in the air seizing her collar and Daolon Wong laughed complacently. On seeing this, the other three Dark Chi warriors also stopped fighting and went to Daolon Wong to surround Jade.

“Jackie! Seymour! Help!”

“You kidnap a little girl, no bottom line!” Hsi Wu shouted at Daolon Wong.

“Master Sky Demon, you seem to treat this girl very differently. I advise you to snatch all the three items of Chan, or she will be…” Daolon Wong gestured a movement of killing.

“No! I’m not important! If the book is falsified, the world will be at an end!” Jade shouted.

“Child, didn’t expect you think in so-called big-picture terms. Choose either the girl perishes now or let me arrange you a proper position in the Book of Ages!” Daolon Wong smirked.

“You the old wizard!” Hsi Wu rushed toward Daolon Wong.

Daolon Wong recited a bizarre spell and the purple magic attacked Hsi Wu, which hit him down to the ground.

“Uncle, come to help Seymour! When Yin and Yang combine, the power is enormous!” Jade called out to Uncle.

“Uncle’s coming!”

“Yu Mo Gui Gwai Fai Di Zao.”

“Tian Xing Jian Jun Zi Yi Zi Qiang Bu Xi.”

Uncle and Hsi Wu stood together, reciting spells constantly. Seeing this, Daolon Wong quickly set up an enchantment outside his body. However, his mouth was slightly closed and he was more and more powerless.

Suddenly, the enchantment was crushed. Daolon Wong and the warriors were hit by magic. Jade quickly ran away from Hak Foo’s hand.

“Uncle, don’t stop, go on reciting! We must let him lose magic power!”

Uncle and Hsi Wu continued reciting spells, Daolon Wong and the warriors covered their ears in the Chi Magic, faces twisting. Uncle was so tired that sweated heavily. Hsi Wu’s breath also quickened a little.

Finally, in an instant, Daolon Wong’s magic cane and the Shiva idol broke. The four warriors turned back to normal humans and their Dark Chi weapons also disappeared. Uncle and Hsi Wu stopped saying spells. Uncle was too tired to stand still and Tohru went to support him.

The village head called some villagers, who walked towards Daolon Wong step by step together with Jackie, Hsi Wu and Jade. Daolon Wong and his party had no way to go and raised hands. Jackie used a rope instead of handcuffs to tie Daolon Wong and his party.

“You are…wizards?” The village head asked.

“We do know some magic, but our main business is archaeology.” Jackie Chan explained in this way.

“Someone really wants to rob cultural relics. Thank you so much, comrade! But what is the ‘Book of Ages’ referred to by the robber?”

“The ‘Book of Ages’? I also hear it for the first time. But I know exactly these relics are the Book of Ages itself. Letting cultural relics fall into the hands of robbers has no difference from letting history be falsified. We will never allow such things to happen!”

“Don’t forget, comrade, there’s one more cultural relic, our biogas digester!” The village head pointed at the biogas digester whose bottom was broken.

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After the digester was fixed, the five took Daolon Wong and his party out of the village.

“Alas, it’s a pity that the Shiva idol is broken. It’s also a cultural relic.” Jade said.

“Just to prevent someone from having the intention of falsifying history! You say if I am right?” Hsi Wu dragged the rope tying Daolon Wong. Just now he insisted on holding Daolon Wong in person.

Daolon Wong frowned and a deep voice came out of his throat. “Yes, master.”

Hsi Wu was also referring to himself. Reading Daolon Wong’s letter this morning, Hsi Wu indeed conceived the third scheme, which was snatching the item from Daolon Wong and revising history himself. His inner mind was still struggling just now but the item was broken now, which made a choice instead of himself.