Li Daoyi, who comes from a Taoist background, goes into the mountains to look for the green ox he has raised since childhood and accidentally transmigrates to the world of The Smiling, Proud Wander...
"Smack, smack."
"Mmm, this is delicious."
Inside the Shen residence, Mengmeng came to play with Nezha early in the morning, but Nezha had to practice his skills today, so Mengmeng took out some snacks and sat down to eat with Shen Gongbao, while Nezha obediently practiced his spear techniques in the training ground.
"Coo coo..."
While he was practicing, Nezha's stomach started growling loudly.
The little guy's face immediately turned bright red.
"Hehehe..." Mengmeng couldn't help but laugh when she saw this.
"Boss, can you eat a little quieter?" Nezha stopped and complained.
"No way, I'll make you drool!" Mengmeng retorted, taking a big bite of the pastry in her hand.
"If your mind is distracted, how have I taught you? You'll need to practice for an extra hour today," Shen Gongbao said.
Upon hearing this, Nezha's face fell, and he almost burst into tears, so he could only continue practicing his spear technique.
He did not use magic, but purely practiced spear techniques with his physical body. The Fire-Tipped Spear rolled and coiled in his hands like a long snake, which he wielded very skillfully.
Shen Gongbao nodded in satisfaction.
Just then, Niu Niu trotted into the training ground.
"Niu Niu, what's wrong?" Shen Gongbao asked quickly when he saw the little girl's anxious face.
"Eeya?" Mengmeng looked at Niu Niu curiously.
"Uncle Leopard, Grandma, Grandma... oh, please go and see her." Niu Niu said hesitantly.
Shen Gongbao suddenly stood up. After several years of getting along, he had long regarded the old woman as his own mother, rather than just as someone who wanted to repay a debt of gratitude.
Shen Gongbao immediately transformed into a blur and left the training ground.
"I'll go take a look too." Mengmeng's curiosity was piqued, and she took off running after him with her short legs.
"Ah, I want to go too!" Nezha snapped out of his daze and chased after them.
When Shen Gongbao arrived at the house where the old woman lived, he immediately saw her sitting on the bed with her head down and tears streaming down her face.
"Godmother, what happened to you?" Seeing that the old woman was not hurt, Shen Gongbao felt relieved and then asked with concern.
"Heave-ho, heave-ho."
At this moment, Mengmeng and Nezha also ran in.
"Grandma Master," Nezha called out obediently.
The old woman, Su Rong, raised her head, wiped her eyes, and managed a weak smile.
"Niu Niu, you really are something. I have nothing to do, why are you delaying Nezha's practice?" The old man glared at Niu Niu, who was standing at the door, and the little girl mischievously stuck out her tongue.
"Didn't you two go to the street this morning, godmother? Did someone bully you?" A murderous glint flashed in Shen Gongbao's eyes.
The old man shook his head, seemingly wanting to say something but then stopping himself.
“I’ll say it, I’ll say it,” Niu Niu raised her hand.
The old man tried to stop him, but Shen Gongbao quickly intervened.
"Tell me what happened."
"Well, this morning my grandma and I were planning to go to the market when we happened to run into people from the brokerage firm..."
Niu Niu recounted the whole story in detail.
Shen Gongbao and Nezha gaped in astonishment; they couldn't believe such a coincidence existed in the world.
"Sigh, I never thought that after more than forty years, we would still meet again." The old man sighed.
Shen Gongbao pondered for a moment, wondering what was going on, that he had inexplicably gained a godfather.
"Alright, go ahead and get busy. Don't worry about this anymore. That person has nothing to do with me."
"Mengmeng is here today too! I'll go cook now and make you your favorite braised fish," the old man said with a smile.
"Yay, I want to eat lots of it!" Mengmeng cheered.
The old man then prepared to leave the house.
"Wait a minute." Shen Gongbao suddenly remembered something and called out to the old man.
"Godmother, that man's name is Fei Xiong?"
"Um."
"Is he about seventy years old, tall, with a full head of white hair, a somewhat thin face, but looks very energetic?" Shen Gongbao asked.
The old man looked at Shen Gongbao with some surprise.
"Leopard, do you know him?" the old man asked in surprise.
Shen Gongbao felt a sudden darkness engulf his vision, and then he was left speechless, unsure whether to laugh or cry.
"Damn it, Flying Bear, Jiang Ziya, you just wait."
Shen Gongbao's face immediately contorted with boundless rage. With a roar, he transformed into a streak of rainbow light and vanished.
Nezha and the others were left looking at each other, wondering why he had been so angry.
"How did he know Brother Feixiong's real name?" the old man asked, puzzled.
In the small courtyard, Jiang Ziya caught his breath.
He hesitated for a moment, then took out a pendant hanging from his neck. The pendant was simple; it was a stone bead attached to a pillar with a hemp rope.
Jiang Ziya stared blankly at the bead. One side of the bead was engraved with the character "Rong". The stone bead was somewhat yellowed, indicating that it was quite old. It was a testament to the love between the two of them back then.
"Sigh..." Jiang Ziya sighed deeply, stood up helplessly, and wanted to walk out, but then stopped.
Only then did he realize that he didn't know where Su Rong lived.
Just as he was feeling down, he suddenly sensed a presence in the sky. Looking up, he saw a rainbow of light flying towards his courtyard.
"This is bad." Jiang Ziya's first thought was that someone was trying to steal the Investiture of the Gods.
With a stomp of his left foot, he shot into the sky with a whoosh, flying towards the outside of Chaoge City.
Jiang Ziya was extremely anxious and flew as far as he could with all his might.
However, the figure relentlessly pursued him, and Jiang Ziya vaguely sensed that he was being locked onto by a murderous aura.
"Damn it, who is it?"
Jiang Ziya cursed under his breath, then quickened his pace even further.
"That bastard, trying to run away? No way." Shen Gongbao looked at Jiang Ziya's back and couldn't help but sneer.
A flash of light appeared on his body, and his speed more than doubled compared to before.
"What?"
Jiang Ziya, who was ahead, was immediately terrified. He sensed that the person was about to approach and that he had no way to escape.
Jiang Ziya's face darkened, and with a flick of his left hand, a wooden whip appeared in his hand. The whip was called the God-Slaying Whip, bestowed by the Primordial Heavenly Venerable. This whip was made of divine wood, three feet six and a half inches long, with twenty-one sections, each section bearing four talismans, for a total of eighty-four talismans.
The God-Slaying Whip can strike gods, but not immortals, and certainly not humans. As long as the God-Slaying Whip is taken out and it glows, one can know whether the other party is on the list.
As expected, as soon as Jiang Ziya took out the God-Slaying Whip, it emitted bursts of golden light. He immediately realized that the person chasing him was someone listed on the Investiture of the Gods. He slowly stopped in mid-air. With the God-Slaying Whip in hand, he was not afraid at all unless the other party was a Great Luo Immortal.
"call out..."
In an instant, Shen Gongbao appeared in front of Jiang Ziya, who was immediately taken aback.
"Junior brother..."
Jiang Ziya exclaimed in surprise as he looked at Shen Gongbao, not expecting that the person chasing after him was actually his junior brother, Shen Gongbao.
In fact, Shen Gongbao had been cultivating for much longer than him. However, when the two first met, Shen Gongbao saw that he looked mature and mistook him for a senior brother from Yuxu Palace. So he respectfully called him senior brother. On the contrary, Jiang Ziya saw that he was young and responded with the title of senior brother. It was not until later that Shen Gongbao learned that Jiang Ziya had actually entered the sect later than him.
But since his senior brother had already called him that, he couldn't change his mind.
"Jiang Shang, Jiang Ziya, Fei Xiong, you're really something! You heartless man, prepare to die!" Shen Gongbao didn't show any surprise like Jiang Ziya. Instead, he shouted angrily at him and then lunged at Jiang Ziya, swinging his fists.
"Junior brother, what are you doing?" Jiang Ziya hurriedly flew downwards, calling out as he flew.
"Don't run, stop right there!" Shen Gongbao chased after him relentlessly.
Soon the two flew to the ground and landed beside a small river.
"Wait a minute," Jiang Ziya called out hastily.
Shen Gongbao clenched his fists, staring at Jiang Ziya with murderous intent.
"Junior brother, tell me what's going on. I, Jiang, have never offended you, so why are you so hostile upon our first meeting..."
Jiang Ziya was extremely depressed, feeling that he had been incredibly unlucky since arriving in Chaoge.
"You still have the nerve to ask me? Enough nonsense, just die!" Shen Gongbao charged angrily at Jiang Ziya.
However, he did not use his magic at this moment, but acted like an ordinary person.
Upon seeing this, Jiang Ziya quickly put away his God-Slaying Whip and also took a stance to meet the attack.
The two exchanged punches and kicks, fighting back and forth just like ordinary people brawling.
"Bang..."
"Alright, I didn't expect you to be so skilled with your hands. Let's go again." Shen Gongbao was caught off guard and got punched, his eye instantly turning black and blue.
"puff..."
"Cough cough..."
"Junior brother, you're still as despicable as you were back then," Jiang Ziya said, clutching his stomach.
Just as the two were fighting, Li Daoyi and his companions on the Zhutian Tower also witnessed this comical scene through the screen.
"Goodness..."
“Fellow Daoists, strange things happen every year, but especially on this day. Shen Gongbao has suddenly gained a father out of nowhere, no wonder he’s so angry,” Zhen Yuanzi said, shaking his head.
“Who says otherwise? They were clearly fellow disciples, and suddenly he’s become my godfather. Anyone would find that unbearable,” Hongyun chimed in from the side.
"Speaking of which, Jiang Ziya is a kind old man. He has been in Yuxu Palace for many years and has made many good friends with his fellow disciples. Shen Gongbao can't compare to him in this respect," said Guanyin. She naturally knew Jiang Ziya because his cultivation was very poor, but he seemed to be highly valued by the vice sect leader Randeng and Yuanshi Tianzun. He always sat in the first row during lectures.
"Tsk tsk, that's ruthless. Does Shen Gongbao really want to kill him?"
"They only looked powerful; neither of them used any magic."
The two fought for a full half hour. Jiang Ziya's white hair was now a mess, his face and body were covered in bruises, and he had to constantly protect the Investiture of the Gods in his chest. Shen Gongbao was in no better shape; his clothes were torn, his eyes looked like panda eyes, and blood was trickling from the corner of his mouth.
Since neither of them used any magic, they were both exhausted after fighting for so long, and collapsed on the ground, panting heavily.
"Huff...huff...Junior Brother Shen, can you tell me now? What exactly has made you so angry?" Jiang Ziya asked, panting.
"What the hell is this?" Shen Gongbao cursed angrily at the sky.