Wenyao grinned, "Alright!"

Putting aside his previous prejudices, he now finds Wu Yue inexplicably more and more pleasing to the eye.

Unlike Bao Xinbao, who needs to use talismans in battle, Wen Yao's fighting style is simple and brutal.

However, to avoid staining the Wind God Temple red, Bao Xinbao was still willing to do so. He cast three cleansing talismans into the air, and the talismans floated around the acid.

Suan finally showed a look of panic on her face, "No, no... I was wrong!"

"It's good for a child to admit their mistakes, but they also have to accept punishment." Wen Yao's face showed the gentlest expression, but she said the harshest words: "Go back into your shell and reshape yourself."

With a scream of pain, before being struck by the stingray, he suddenly transformed into Cheng Pingxi and shouted at Tao Yingzhi, "Yingzhi! Save me!"

Although she knew that the guy wasn't the male god Cheng Pingxi, Tao Yingzhi couldn't help but take a step forward when she saw Suan Yu's face transform into that of the male god.

Beside her, Huo Zijing pulled her back, her eyes full of disapproval: "Don't go over there."

The man's gaze was as clear as a washed sky. Being stared at by such gentle and clear eyes, Tao Yingzhi couldn't help but feel a sense of trepidation, as if she dared not approach or profane him.

She instinctively pushed Huo Zijing's hand away, blushing as she nodded, "I, I know." She silently withdrew her other leg.

Wen Yao, holding the egg-shaped Suan Yu, stood behind Yan Chi Yu with Bao Xin Bao.

The eggs of mythical beasts from the mountains and seas are not viviparous in the human world's sense of categorization. The eggshell that is sour and wrapped is a "re-made" eggshell specially crafted by the Book God of the Mountains and Seas ten thousand years ago for the monsters, specifically to cure bear cubs and other mythical beasts tainted with filth and evil energy.

Back then, their place was a peaceful and harmonious place.

Wenyao put the eggs away and looked at the tense and deadlocked situation inside the hall.

The air was eerily still, eerily quiet.

Unbeknownst to them, they had split into two factions.

Wen Yao picked up Bao Xinbao's hand from beside him and looked at the watch on his wrist. There were only ten minutes left before the ceremony to invite the wind god.

Bao Xinbao shoved the two Wenyao horses aside, stepped past Yan Chiyu, and walked to the front. A kind smile played on his lips: "It seems Mr. Tao is also unsure of what to choose. In that case, let Fengshen decide for himself."

Tao's father was on edge. Looking at the people in front of him, he felt that he was still too naive and inexperienced.

These people understand it better than he does.

"Can the curse be transferred to me?" Mr. Tao patted his chest and said urgently, "Zhizhi just graduated from high school and just got into university. She's still young. Please let me take on everything. Please, I beg you!"

"dad!"

Tao Yingzhi suddenly called out to her father. Her heart ached. Her father's usual stern demeanor had transformed into that of a man before her, who was thinking of her and humbly begging others.

Tears welled up in her eyes: "No, no. Dad, these are all my fruits, they have nothing to do with you."

“You think giving gifts is something you can just pass around?” Bao Xinbao interjected coolly.

Having seen this kind of scene many times, he was no longer moved by their familial affection; instead, he thought the family was clueless and stupid.

Bao Xinbao glanced at Tao's father, a cold smile playing on his lips: "There can be no third party to whom the curse is transferred. Only Tao Yingzhi and Huo Zijin can make the decision. Mr. Tao, why don't you take a break, or... give me a result?"

Tao's father's face turned deathly pale instantly.

What will the result be? What result can he give?

His selfish motive must be to protect his daughter, but Fengshen... ha, he has no right to make that decision.

Tao's father slumped to the side, utterly dejected.

Huo Zijing glanced at everyone, and finally her gaze landed on Yan Chiyu.

This boy didn't talk much, but his overall presence was impossible to ignore. Everyone around him revolved around him.

After a pause, Huo Zijin smiled faintly: "Let me go out and greet the people of Wucheng and the guests who have come from afar."