Old Wang was speaking very seriously when he suddenly burst into laughter:
"Have a feast, everything is arranged, and watch the singing and dancing during the handover of the captainship... to celebrate the new captain of the Demon Slayer Squad!"
The banquets held by the Demon Slayer Corps are somewhat different; the location alone is not in any pavilions, towers, or grand halls.
Beneath a silver waterfall to the east of Shangjing City, precious light shone like clouds and magical light rained down—many great generals had taken time out of their busy schedules to come, bringing their various treasures to be washed beneath the waterfall, making the light even more alluring. They themselves looked around Fang Zong, scrutinizing him one by one, their eyes almost bulging out.
Some people sat on the ground, some casually stood in a gap in the middle of the waterfall, some floated slowly, and some lay flat on the green leaves at the top of the bushes. The scene was spectacular and graceful, but the food and drinks were very simple.
After a brief banquet, Old Wang smiled at Fang Zong and said, "Zong, you know why everyone came. First, we came to meet you, the newly appointed captain of the Ghost Killing Team. Second, we came for the various magical artifacts around you."
Ma Ling'er immediately tensed up and grabbed Fang Zong's clothes from behind.
The other artifact spirits, on the other hand, looked normal. Although they were artifact spirits with their own intelligence, they never dared to hope to have the same freedom as humans. If they could choose their own masters, they would be grateful.
"Ah Zong..." Ma Ling'er called softly.
Fang Zong paused for a moment, holding the wine glass, then downed it in one gulp: "I have a problem with that."
"This... may I ask what your opinion is, sir?"
A man standing on a treetop, holding a goose-feather fan, smiled. He pointed the fan, and the precious light beneath the waterfall suddenly burst forth with even greater brilliance, making the pool below resemble a starry sky: "We have brought treasures from various families. As long as any artifact spirit is willing to leave with us, we will naturally offer you treasures of equal value. We will certainly not let you suffer any losses... Lord Thug, you, me, and all the great generals... there is not a single outsider here. We are all our comrades. Exchanging and sharing what we have is a win-win situation."
"First, these artifact spirits are not mine; I cannot make a mistake."
Fang Zong raised his wine cup to the man with the palm-leaf fan, stood up, spun the cup around, and finally faced Elder Wang: "Secondly, I admit my strength is insufficient and my mind is not yet settled, so I am not qualified to take over as the captain of the Ghost-Slaying Team. My Eastern Kingdom has a vast territory and a long history. We currently have two Transformation Realm experts and more than ten Transformation Realm experts. These are all powerful beings at the fifth and fourth levels of the Divine Power Realm, not to mention the unknown number of Transformation Realm experts at the Netherworld Realm... I haven't even reached the Netherworld Realm yet, how dare I presume to be so arrogant as to take over and lead all of you seniors?"
"Good lad!" Old Wang's eyes lit up immediately.
There was a moment of chaos, and then various hidden forces transformed into sounds that spread among them.
There were more than twenty powerful figures surrounding the hundred-foot waterfall, the weakest of whom was at least at the Netherworld Transformation, the third stage of supernatural powers...
"A suit-wearing thug truly lives up to his name; he's about to relinquish the power that was within his grasp?"
"Actually, there's no need to do that. Although he hasn't reached the Netherworld Transformation realm yet, which of us at the Netherworld Transformation level has a 30% chance of defeating him?"
"He has a broad mind, and we, his comrades... feel so comfortable!"
The group exchanged whispers, and smiles slowly spread across their faces. The man with the palm-leaf fan seemed to be a leader among those at the Netherworld Transformation level. He slightly swayed his fan, and the powerful generals at the fourth level, Azure Cloud Transformation, waited quietly, giving him considerable face.
"What a suit-wearing thug!"
The man with the palm-leaf fan laughed heartily: "Although our Ghost-Slaying Team has only been established for a short time, we have always been united and friendly, treating each other like brothers. Whether you succeed as the captain doesn't need to be discussed with us; you only need to discuss it with Elder Wang. Whatever you decide, we will completely obey." He lifted his palm-leaf fan, and a crystal-clear, grape-like object flew out from the treasures beneath the waterfall. He crushed it and placed it in a wine cup: "What I care about more is your first point. You said these artifact spirits aren't yours... You brought them out of the Silver Waterfall Sea. If they aren't yours, are they all living beings?"
As he spoke, the man with the palm-leaf fan pointed the wine cup containing the treasure toward Fang Zong's side: "The virtuous idler of the Bagua Sect toasts you, please enlighten me, sir."
"I am not worthy of being addressed with the honorific 'you' from my seniors."
Fang Zong looked around, his gaze shifting before finally settling on Ma Xiaoling's face. "Seniors!" Fang Zong hesitated for a moment before speaking, "If you seniors are willing to give me, Fang Zong, some face, I would like to ask for a simple card for these artifact spirits."
What card?
"ID card!"
When Fang Zong said this, he spoke each word clearly and firmly. As soon as he said this, Old Wang's smile froze on his face, and the generals began to discuss among themselves.
"ID card?"
"Does Lord Thug mean that we should grant weapon spirits equal rights, and that weapon spirits are now also citizens of my Eastern Kingdom?"
"Logically speaking, a spirit of an artifact should have its own thoughts and be a complete individual. However, there has been a saying since ancient times that 'all things are created to nourish people.' Artifact spirits are created from magical artifacts, and magical artifacts belong to people. Is it possible to give artifact spirits the same treatment as living people?"
"So that means... artifact spirits can get married, can take vacations... they're no longer our servants, being an artifact spirit is just a job, and jobs... can be... switched?"
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