Chapter 132 The 132nd day of making the game with the spirit bead from an old friend...
As a celestial official, while enjoying boundless power and honor, one must naturally also be subject to numerous jurisdictions.
As the almost predetermined next Dragon King of the East Sea, Ao Bing always held himself to the highest standards of a Heavenly Court official and was never afraid of Heavenly Court's supervision or the Bai Luo demons who spread all sorts of rumors.
But if you walk by the river often enough, you're bound to get your shoes wet.
No matter how much Ao Bing thought about it, he never imagined that one day a pure human child under the age of six would take a few magical treasures and storm the East Sea Dragon Palace, causing chaos in the East Sea.
He, a high-ranking official of the Heavenly Court, the famous Third Prince of the East Sea, and an outstanding graduate of Wuzhuang Temple, is now personally taking action against a six-year-old child.
What's even more terrifying is that Ao Bing discovered that if he didn't go all out, he really wouldn't be able to do anything about the little baby in the red bib in front of him.
Ao Bing dodged the attack of the Qiankun Ring once again, his snow-white dragon body swaying in the waves several more times.
Luckily, I learned a lot from hiding from Senior Brother Kong Xuan at Wuzhuang Temple, otherwise I would have really been beaten by this little brat, and tomorrow's headline in the Heavenly Court's report would be:
Shocking! The Dragon Clan of the East Sea is full of incompetent fools; three thousand shrimp soldiers and crabs were utterly crushed by a blond brat.
If things really turn out like this, all the elders in the clan will have to come to the East Sea and have a good talk with this junior.
That was an old ancestor who had fought alongside the Ancestral Dragon during the Great Calamity of Dragon and Phoenix, and Ao Bing dared not provoke him.
He manipulated the waves from all directions, trying to surround the fiery red child with water. But the fire rings on the child's feet were too powerful; a cloud of white mist rose, and the child broke through the layers of waves and came back to Ao Bing's side.
Sigh, what a troublesome kid.
Ao Bing used his dragon tail to pull the Hun Tian Ling (a magical ribbon), using the force to create distance between himself and Nezha.
The words of Nezha echoed in my ears: "What kind of skill is it to have a long head and a deer tail? If you're so capable, come out and have a go with me."
Ao Bing let out a long sigh. If this continued, he would really have to use his skills to have a proper battle with this kid.
It's unclear what this child's background is, but he's developed such impressive skills. If Ao Bing didn't use some of his most powerful techniques, he wouldn't be confident he could subdue Nezha.
But if he were to actually use the water veins of heaven and earth and the secret techniques of the dragon race, Ao Bing subconsciously looked up at the sky and indeed there was an inconspicuous little demon named Bai Luo frantically writing something down on a jade slip.
Frustrated, Ao Bing formed a circle around himself, concentrating all his spiritual power into his tail, and slapped away the thrown Qiankun Ring.
Although his tail was in excruciating pain from the shock of the Universe Ring, it was nothing compared to Ao Bing's current distress.
The most troublesome thing still happened.
With the existence of the little demon Bailuo who loves to spread all kinds of news, everything that is happening now will surely be uploaded to news forums all over the prehistoric world without missing a single word, and even with added embellishments. The colleagues in the Heavenly Court will surely see it all clearly.
If we were to recklessly engage in a direct confrontation with Nezha now, it's uncertain whether we could win. In any case, tabloid headlines like "Ao Bing, a fourth-rank official of the Heavenly Court, brutally beats a three-year-old child in the street in his jurisdiction. Is it a lack of dragon spirit or moral decay?" would certainly spread everywhere.
Those in the Heavenly Court's propaganda department who love a good show will definitely produce a special report on this matter: "Strengthening the moral management of Heavenly Court officials is urgent; bullying the weak and oppressing others with one's position must never happen again."
When the time comes, Ao Bing, as the person involved in the incident, will definitely be pulled out by his colleagues and superiors for repeated analysis and review.
Now is a crucial moment for the change of leadership in the Heavenly Court. Even the Dragon Clan, whose official positions are inherited throughout the four seas, may be stripped of their titles due to such a huge public opinion storm.
If he becomes a commoner and loses his legitimate reason for returning to the East Sea to inherit the family business, he might be dragged back to Wuzhuang Temple by Senior Brother Kong Xuan and forced to study day and night.
Thinking of this, Ao Bing's entire dragon exploded.
No, this absolutely cannot happen!
Ao Bing transformed into human form once more, and layer upon layer of waves lifted him towards the sky.
Adorned with pearls and jade, dressed in snow-white robes, his long, pale blue hair meticulously styled into a jade crown, Ao Bing looked down at Nezha charging towards him, calmly tossing out his official seal: "I am Ao Bing, the Third Prince of the East Sea. Who dares to cause trouble here?"
He acted impulsively just now; now he wants to follow the proper procedures and act according to the normal procedures for officials in Donghai.
Nezha had been tricked by Ao Bing for a long time and was already furious. Seeing the evil dragon in front of him transform into a well-dressed official, he was even more convinced that this must be a trick by the evil dragon.
"I won't be fooled by you!" With that, Nezha spurred his Wind Fire Wheels and charged towards Ao Bing with all his might.
It seemed as if something light and airy was blocking his way, but Nezha could hardly feel it in the face of the enormous force.
It was no use. Ao Bing put the official seal back into his sleeve.
Some profound truths can only be explained to those who understand reason. It's impossible to explain things like high-ranking officials and the ways of heaven and merit to a three-year-old. This child also possesses extraordinary abilities, even disregarding the protective shield that connects heaven and earth.
I'm really scared. I'm not afraid of children being disobedient, I'm afraid of children who are disobedient and capable.
If he survives this ordeal safely, he will definitely go and ask the child's master and parents how they raised such a disobedient and unruly child.
Moreover, the mischievous boy got more and more into the fight. At first, Ao Bing was able to dodge with ease, but now he seemed to have gained experience in fighting dragons, and his momentum was even three times stronger than at the beginning.
Now we have to use our real skills, otherwise this kid will really send us to the underworld.
Ao Bing's expression was blank as a cold, seven-star sword appeared in his hand. Recalling the few moves he had learned at Biyou Palace, he even had the leisure to think about how many steps back Bai Luo Xiao Yao should take from her current position and strike a few graceful poses.
This way, even if he is criticized on forums or in the Heavenly Court, he can still showcase his good looks and physique.
Even when disciplining a child, he would always be the most gentlemanly. That was Ao Bing's unwavering principle!
Of course, it would be best if the child could obediently admit his mistake and not fight back. He really needed this official position; he really didn't want to go back to Wuzhuang Temple for further studies.
Ao Bing's expression was solemn, but amidst the flashing sword light, no one could have imagined that his heart was already overflowing with tears.
If he were to return to Wuzhuang Temple, he would have to cling to Senior Brother Dapeng's coattails from the very beginning, so that he could at least have some opportunities to slack off.
If only he could be as adept as Senior Brother Dapeng, then he wouldn't be in such a dilemma.
Oh right, he can also find his senior brother!
Ao Bing had a flash of inspiration and suddenly felt that the world was bright and clear. He no longer wanted to continue fighting with Nezha, so he sent out a clone to deal with the troublesome child for the time being.
Meanwhile, he huddled in the waves, calling out to the Great Roc of Wuzhuang Temple from afar: "Brother Great Roc, an emergency is at hand!"
[Today, a six-year-old child wandered into the East Sea, causing trouble. He wouldn't listen to reason and was quite powerful; we can't subdue him without some methods. However, the Heavenly Court's censors are still watching, so some methods are simply unusable.]
【Brother Dapeng, what should we do?】
Ao Bing spoke quickly and urgently, directly using the prop video transmission. As soon as the call connected, he rattled off a series of events that had happened that day, like spitting out beads.
Since it was just a clone, it couldn't fool Nezha for long. He quickly asked his senior brother Dapeng for a good idea.
[I've used the Sea Prison Formation and the Dragon Trapping Technique, but nothing works. If this continues, I'll have to resort to desperate, last-ditch attacks. But I can't control the force of these moves; the child is critically injured and on the verge of death…]
Ao Bing sighed. Although the child was a bit noisy and ruthless, he hadn't caused any injuries or fatalities except for disrupting the East China Sea.
According to the laws of Heaven, his crime was not punishable by death.
Although the boy had been attacking him repeatedly with his magic weapon and shouting "Evil Dragon" ever since he set sail, he only needed to give him a minor punishment as a warning; there was no need to take his life.
If he really uses a deadly move and the other party loses their life, he will also be stripped of his official position for violating the heavenly rules and have to return to Wuzhuang Temple for further study. It's a lose-lose situation that harms both sides.
In the blink of an eye, Nezha had already shattered the illusionary clone and was attacking Ao Bing. Layer upon layer of ripples blurred the image of the child opposite him, but the force of the water waves told Ao Bing that the child was becoming increasingly powerful.
Why is the Third Prince of the Dragon Clan running around everywhere? He's not even as good as a three-year-old child! Ao Bing had already caught a glimpse of the new post on the forum out of the corner of his eye, and he felt like crying.
Fighting is not an option, not fighting is not an option, running away is not an option, and resisting is not an option either. For the first time, I found that being an official in the Heavenly Court was so difficult.
Fortunately, there was an echo from the other end of the video.
However, it wasn't the familiar Senior Brother Dapeng, but another revered figure he longed for day and night.
[Lord Yuanyi!] Ao Bing's eyes lit up. The person in the green robe was none other than Lord Yuanyi, whom he had not seen since leaving Wuzhuang Temple.
Ao Bing's dejected spirit during his escape vanished completely at this moment; he couldn't leave a bad impression on Lord Yuan Yi. So what if he's just a mischievous child? Ao Bing can definitely handle it!
Lord Yuanyi is watching, and he must make sure to show off his heroic spirit.
However, Yuan Yi probably didn't hear his disheartening complaints to Senior Brother Dapeng about being chased around by the opposing child and having no other choice. Ao Bing even began to regret whether he had spoken too quickly.
I am aware of what you just said.
Ao Bing's heart sank instantly. He had actually let Lord Yuan Yi see such a terrible side of him. No, he had to show off his skills and wash away his bad performance.
Ao Bing's dragon horns and tail fully materialized, and his gaze toward Nezha sharpened. Tiny frost began to form on the surface of the sea, which had previously been water.
Yuan Yi was very satisfied with the imposing presence that Ao Bing displayed. Sure enough, after giving instructions, Kong Xuan's training of Ao Bing was quite effective.
At the very least, Nezha on the other side certainly can't kill Ao Bing in one go like in the original timeline. Now, the two of them can fight evenly, and Ao Bing even has a slight advantage over Nezha due to his home-field advantage.
Yuan Yi was completely relieved and even had the heart to comfort Ao Bing: "The opponent was someone who took classes with you at Wuzhuang Temple back then, and they've done very well so far."
Did they take classes together at Wuzhuang Temple? Three big question marks appeared above Ao Bing's head.
Those who attended classes with him either hadn't graduated from Wuzhuang Temple yet, or had inherited their family businesses from the Dragon, Phoenix, and Qilin clans at a young age. How could they have turned into a six-year-old human child and come to the East Sea to cause trouble?
Besides, it's not that Ao Bing is bragging, but he's practically invincible in Wuzhuang Temple because he's been cultivating alongside Kong Xuan. Who could possibly fight him to a standstill, and even get praised by Master Yuan Yi as "already very good"?
Ao Bing thought for a long time, looking at the child opposite him who was waving his hands randomly but had his own plan, and he really couldn't match him with the classmate in Wuzhuang Temple.
Instead, he was so engrossed in thinking that he was a moment too late and failed to dodge the oncoming Qiankun Circle.
In an instant, the golden-red light collided with the snow-white dragon scales, and Ao Bing felt a burning pain on his dragon head. Even the scales that fell off bore traces of the Samadhi Fire.
This familiar force, this hateful flame, is exactly the same as the one that Lingzhuzi used to wreak havoc at Wuzhuang Temple!
New and old grudges surged into his heart at once, and Ao Bing, enraged, transformed into a giant dragon, roaring amidst the clouds:
"Lingzhuzi, are you ever going to stop! You weren't done fighting at Wuzhuang Temple, and now you've come all the way to the East Sea to fight dragons. You really think you can do whatever you want just because you have your senior uncle backing you up?"
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Author's Note: Yuan Yi (concerned about the outstanding graduates of Wuzhuang Temple) (after discovering his fate had changed) (very gratified) (begins to comfort his disciple) (It's not your fault if you can't win)
Ao Bing (If he retreats, he'll be beaten by Nezha) (If he advances, he'll be dismissed from his post) (If he neither retreats nor advances, there's nothing he can do against the other side) (He asks his parents for help) (How did he end up with his idol?) (Charge for your idol!)
What?! This is my mortal enemy from back in Wuzhuang Temple?!?! I'm an official in the East Sea now, and he still wants to cause me trouble?!?! (So angry I've lost my mind) [Lemon][Lemon]
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