Upright and aboveboard?
Wait, what's going on?
Toriiji and the great warriors were all confused.
Since it was an internal battle within the Ghost Slayer Team, not a rebellion or revenge, there were no conspiracies or tricks involved. They didn't understand Fang Zong's meaning; they only saw him smiling with a slightly flushed face.
"Cough cough."
Old Wang waved his sleeve: "Xiao Zong, tell your naughty cat to run away. Why bring a pet when you're fighting one-on-one!"
Fang Zong nodded, and a strange color appeared behind Toriko. Toriko was sitting in the middle of the waterfall, with the waterfall's waters flowing like a silver river from the heavens behind him. At this moment, a mottled patch resembling moss appeared in the water, and then quickly transformed into a small yellow cat.
"Meow!" Tiger Tyrant, holding a large fish that had been cascading down the waterfall, mumbled, "Master Meow just came to catch fish, definitely not to ambush you. Master Meow's cultivation has recently skyrocketed, and I slept for a long time in my human's coat. I'm a good swimmer now, and my stomach... is hungry..." The little yellow cat quickly swallowed the large fish and kept trying to explain.
Everyone: "..."
Fang Zong: "...Hehe."
Alright, let's have a fair fight. Fang Zong was really having a headache, because he genuinely couldn't defeat the Azure Cloud Transformation, the fourth transformation of the Divine Power.
But I wouldn't feel at ease if I didn't get ID cards for Ma Xiaoling and the others...
Just then, snow-white clouds appeared in the sky, and a small, drifting hill rose from the distant earth. Different kinds of light seemed to splash out from the surrounding water and tree shadows, dazzling the eyes and making one feel as if they were in a bizarre and wonderful world.
"Repentant Lord—Cheng Ying!"
The white clouds dispersed, revealing Cheng Ying's figure. He bowed slightly to Elder Wang, then looked at the many great generals and said, "It's been a long time, everyone." Finally, he looked at Fang Zong, recalling the matter of the Orphan of Zhao in the Youye Illusionary Realm, and smiled bitterly repeatedly.
"The fallen slave—Murong Yu!"
Murong Yu sat on a small hill. She was a little girl of seven or eight years old with pigtails and a red-tasseled spear in her hand. She smiled smugly at everyone she met: "That's right, you guessed it right. I, Murong Yu, was Nezha in my past life! But does a mere Nezha think he can control my thoughts? I am the mortal being of the Eastern Kingdom's Great Fortune. You all have to call me Miss Murong!"
"The storyteller—Aike!"
The light spots in the water and tree shadows became even more mottled, and one could vaguely see that they were filled with all kinds of books. Countless handsome young people emerged from each shadow, merging into one person, which also transformed into tables, chairs, benches, and a ruler: "Nothing more than a table, a chair, and a ruler... Laughing at the changes of heaven and earth, touching the vicissitudes of life, all things are in the book, and also in the mouth of Ai, whose upper lip touches the sky and whose lower lip connects to the earth."
He smacked his lips and chuckled, "Today, I, Ai, have come with two other Human Walkers to curry favor with you. I, Ai, am currently at the Azure Cloud Transformation level, and possess the great power of a Human Walker, wielding the authority to unleash a Heavenly Punishment Thunder. Who among you wants to give it a try?"
"I have one too."
"And me..."
Murong Yu and Cheng Ying then spoke up.
Upon hearing this, Bird Hermit decisively backed down and sat down. The great generals fell silent, and even Old Wang stroked his blackened beard, looking somewhat timid.
The power of divine punishment and thunder, as the name suggests, is to strike people with lightning until they die—this would consume a lot of the Eastern Kingdom's fortune, and such a power would not normally exist, but there's nothing we can do about it, since it's a human being of the Eastern Kingdom's fortune.
Old Wang, Bird Hermit, and the great generals all looked at Fang Zong in unison, thinking that Fang Zong was probably the only oddball here who wasn't afraid of the fate of a nation.
"Xiao Zong, you deal with them," Old Wang said, directly shifting the blame.
They were the demon-slaying team from the Eastern Kingdom, while the other side was a human being acting on behalf of the Eastern Kingdom's Great Fortune. To put it bluntly, it was just a matter of stalling and talking; a fight was unlikely, at most it would be a matter of saving face. It would be best to have Fang Zong step in, so he could be more direct and see what the other side's intentions were.
Fang Zong cut to the chase and asked, "What brings you here?"
Hui Zhenjun hesitated for a moment, then smiled and said, "We'll talk about our purpose later. I just saw them opposing your decision. We used to have a good relationship, so I'll stand up for you and help you fight this battle."
"May I?"
"sure!"
Cheng Ying, the True Lord of Regret, decisively raised his hand, revealing a token that was neither gold nor jade, covered in pale purple lightning. He pointed it directly at Bird Hermit: "Come on, let's make it simple." Cheng Ying said expressionlessly, "Back in the Youye Illusionary Realm, inside the 'Orphan of Zhao,' it was only thanks to my wife, Fang Zong, that I was able to resolve my inner conflict. Therefore, I will step forward in this battle. Bird Hermit, will you concede, or will I use my only power of Heavenly Punishment Lightning?"
"I give up!" Toriiji gritted his teeth in anger.
Is this how you bully people? Is it?!
We're both at the Azure Cloud Transformation level, so why can't you fight me fair and square? Why are you bringing out the thunder of the Eastern Kingdom's Great Fortune? You're using the heavens to bully me!
Torikoshi was panting heavily, his chest heaving: "Your Excellency, since Heaven is on your side, we dare not have any objections. As for the ID card... you can handle it yourself!"
"Isn't this a bad idea?" Fang Zong hesitated.
He would be happy to bully outsiders, but Toriiji and the great warriors are his own people, his comrades.
He was clearly going to lose, and they even offered countless treasures as compensation. How could he do that?
"My lord, please put your mind at ease." Houde Xianren smiled and said, "We have no objections and will not hold back our anger, because... this matter... is truly God's help for you."
The matter was settled. Old Wang clapped his hands, and someone took Ma Xiaoling and the other spirits to take photos, fabricate their place of origin, and expedite the production of their ID cards.
Fang Zong watched Ma Xiaoling and the others leave, then turned to Hui Zhenjun, waved his hand, and said, "Come and have a drink?"
"I wouldn't dare," Hui Zhenjun grinned.
Beside Hui Zhenjun, Murong Yu fiddled with the red tassel on the red-tasseled spear. She was not even as tall as the spear, and she stood on tiptoe, fiddling with it aimlessly. The storyteller Ai Ke was silent for a moment, then said emphatically, "As I just said, the three of us came together to curry favor with you."
Fang Zong asked, confused, "What thigh?"
"You're the key player!"
The three mortals exchanged glances, then bowed their heads, bent over, and cupped their hands in unison: "The mortals, True Lord Cheng Ying, Fallen Servant Murong Yu, and Storyteller Ai Ke, pay their respects to the Heavenly Official in Charge of the Cauldrons. We humbly request that the Heavenly Official in Charge of the Cauldrons promptly install the Three Yuan Earth Cauldrons to ensure the long-lasting prosperity of our Eastern Kingdom and to ensure its eternal existence!"
"The one in charge of the cauldron... the Heavenly Official?"
Fang Zong was confused.
When did he become an official again?
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