Dragon King
It was a dim twilight bar with a transparent glass door. Perhaps because of the good sound insulation, everything inside was silent. All one could see was people dancing wildly on the dance floor swept by laser glare lights.
The resident singer on the stage was singing a song that was either heavy metal or a love song. His facial features were distorted, and every muscle was exerting force, and he was howling heartbreakingly.
Although it was quite messy, it looked like a normal bar atmosphere.
The black cat took a step forward and opened the door. In an instant, loud and deafening music and booing cheers filled his ears.
Wu Ci noticed that the space near the glass door was slightly distorted, and even the flame of the candlestick he was holding was visually divided into many pieces.
What I just saw through the glass door disappeared, as if I had entered the inner world of folded space.
The singer who had just sung heart-wrenchingly on the bar's stage disappeared, and all the customers turned into a dense crowd of believers wearing cloaks.
Most of the people here wear wide hooded capes, some red, some light blue.
Wu Ci immediately noticed the difference in behavior between the two different colored cloaks.
The patient in a hospital gown lifted the hem of his red hood, put one foot on the bar, and laughed as he poured high-proof vodka into his mouth. Blood and excess alcohol flowed out of his mouth and nose.
The woman in the red hooded cape with her mouth stuffed with cigarette butts inhaled all the smoke into her lungs in one breath, puffing out clouds of smoke, her face slowly turning blue and purple.
A bald monk in a red cape was holding something that looked like a magic weapon in his hand. He was playing cards with a group of men in red capes. When he lost, he took out his eyes and threw them on the table. Then he took a revolver handed to him by someone and shot himself in the head several times!
There were also some men and women wearing red cloaks, fighting on the dance floor and in various corners, doing all kinds of tricks, even cutting people into sticks and torturing them, but everyone was laughing and the scene was chaotic.
...In this situation, the bloody witch and the black cat seemed unremarkable.
As for the Blue Turban followers... most of them are young people with good looks, even innocent and cute.
Unlike other boys and girls, they don't dye their hair in colorful colors, or have tattoos on their bodies, or wear rebellious ripped motorcycle clothes. Instead, they dress and speak in a clean and well-behaved tone, and have a coquettish tone when they look at people and talk. They especially like to make physical contact with people, and if you don't pay attention, they will put their arms around you and start acting coquettish, which is very pleasing to the elders.
All these boys and girls lay on the ground at the same time, taking out each other's souls to play marbles. If they won, they could get the other's soul, and they would crush it in front of each other with a sweet smile.
According to the compatibility principle of each mysterious spirit, Hong Doupeng's simultaneous waste of life and reproduction and mating behavior should mean that he is a follower of the First Religious Order.
Needless to say, the one with the blue cape... He has so many soul marbles, is still young, but his soul and mental age are energetic, and he is as childish and cute as the black cat. He must be a follower of the Second Cult of Our Lady of Requiem.
Wu Ci, who is essentially a heroic spirit, sensed the same spiritual aura as himself or the contract object, and pointed at the bald monk playing cards who attracted him to absorb spiritual power, and asked, "Who is the monk opposite the spiritualist?"
"Yes, his Dharma name is Kong Wen, and his heroic spirit is the 'Nanzhou Dragon King. Black Water Jiao' of the Qian Dynasty's heroic level." Black Cat explained, "Their First Cult can use the energy of flesh and blood and vitality to protect themselves after absorbing the life of others. He also has a heroic spirit. The evaluation level of this heroic spirit is a bit high. We can't force him, otherwise we will capsize in the dark."
Wu Ci couldn't help laughing after hearing it.
The Dragon King of Nanzhou? Isn't this the one that he chopped down for refining his sword because he didn't follow his duty? An acquaintance, ah, no, a familiar dragon!
The Dragon King was so familiar with him that he even slashed the Dragon King twice. Even the dragon-slaying sword wrapped around his waist was made from the horns and spine of this dragon. The power of Bu Yu was stolen... stolen from this dragon.
When you meet an old friend, shouldn't you greet him?
"Is there any other exit here?" Wu Ci bent down slightly and asked softly into the black cat's ear.
"No—any—more—" The black cat made a trumpet shape with his hands and put them to his mouth, and answered loudly in an exaggerated and cute manner amid the noisy music.
"very good."
Wu Ci blew out the candlestick and inserted it into the handle of the glass door, then picked up a chain next to it and carefully fastened the door.
After seeing his behavior, the black cat did not say anything to deny it. It seemed that it was used to the original body arranging everything properly, trusted all the original body's judgments, and believed that the original body would not do anything without preparation.
Wu Ci walked calmly to the stage and tapped the microphone twice.
Upon seeing this, Black Cat very attentively climbed up to the main control panel on the second floor and placed the boning knife on the neck of the red-robed monk who was acting as a lighting technician.
"Mr. Black Cat? Our two sects are now in a cooperative relationship. Your behavior is..."
"Shut up!" The black cat impatiently stabbed a knife into the gap between the believer's ribs, then casually pulled out the knife, accurately slicing the tendons and skin in the gaps into flesh membranes.
Even if they could recover with vitality, such pain would make the believers scream out!
"Stop screaming." The black cat, who looked like a teenager, grabbed the cultist's neck as easily as picking up a mouse, and whispered, "Turn off those fancy lights on the dance floor, and put all the spotlights on the resident podium. And turn off all the noise! He hates noise! Let everyone listen to him carefully! Otherwise, I will swallow your soul like a bead!"
The blasting DJ music stopped, the light balls on the dance floor stopped shaking, Wu Ci stood under the spotlight with a gentle and elegant smile on his face, tapped the microphone twice, and successfully attracted everyone's attention.
"Who is this?"
"I don't know. A stranger. Could it be that he is a shallow believer in the bar who accidentally got stuck in the space crack when entering or exiting from the back door?"
"It seems that Lord Black Cat brought it in."
"That's fine. It's impossible that the people brought in by Lord Black Cat are the law enforcement team. Maybe they received some notice from above."
There was a lot of discussion below, and even the red-robed monk who was playing cards sat up straight.
Wu Ci took off his mask and calmly took out his spiritualist ID. He flashed it to the audience at a speed that made it hard to tell what it was and then put it away. "Excuse me, everyone. I am a missionary sent by the higher-ups."
"Preacher?"
"What missionary? We are very devout in our faith, why would the higher-ups send us missionaries?"
"From the opposite sect?"
"Why should I, who is from the opposite sect, listen?"
"Please be patient, everyone," Wu Ci said with a calm smile on his face, bowing, "I know you may have some questions about my work, but I will answer them for you later."
As he spoke, he took out a handkerchief and wiped the blood off his face, then reached out and used his five fingers to push his long hair behind his head, completely revealing his sorrowful face and his cyan eyes that were as sad and calm as mountains.
"Chu Ci!" The red-robed monk in the audience widened his eyes!
As he shouted, golden spirit particles emerged around him and formed a hovering black dragon!
——It was actually the Nanzhou Dragon King who was killed that year!
However, this Nanzhou Dragon King was also clearly in an initialized state, with the horns on his head not having had time to grow out yet, and his power was not as high as when "Chu Ci" killed it.
Even if the Dragon King had no memory of what happened later, he knew who killed him based on historical records. He even sensed the same aura from Wu Ci as himself!
It was Chu Ci! History records that he cut off his dragon horns, tore off his dragon tendons and spine to make a dragon-slaying sword, and stole his divine position!
Hatred and the pride of being a god made the Dragon King of Nanzhou go berserk, and he was about to attack Wu Ci, "You are Chu Ci's spiritualist! That kid has finally become a heroic spirit! Let him out! Today I will devour his blood that he offered to me!"
"Hey, hey, hey! Lord Dragon King! This is a missionary sent from above. Please be careful and don't attack!" The monk who had been playing cards with his magic weapon in his arms hurriedly tried to smooth things over.
It seems that the fact that "Chu Ci" turned into a heroic spirit was unknown to these believers because the time was too short and the news had not yet been spread from the Special Management Bureau.
Wu Ci smiled gently and bowed, "Don't be so impatient. Isn't it because you made the mistake first?"
With his addition, the monk's persuasion was no longer effective. The Dragon King of Nanzhou immediately roared, "Arrogant ant!" and opened his huge mouth to spew out huge waves!
This huge wave directly overturned the ceiling, and the huge impact force smashed all the tables, chairs and benches in front, and hit the stage where Wu Ci was located with the force of a tidal wave!
In an instant, a flash of cold light appeared! The huge waves split and turned into mist!
A gentle young man dressed in a scholar's green robe and looking about 60% similar to Wu Ci stood in front, blocking Wu Ci on the stage.
The dragon-slaying sword wrapped around the young man's waist had been pulled out, and the golden spirit particles were floating around, and before they could completely reorganize his body, he looked extremely sacred and unbearable to look at directly.
He said in a gentle and calm voice, "Dragon King, please be careful with your words. If you had fulfilled your duties, how could the suffering of the people have prompted me to kill you? But now, you are taking your anger out on others and covering up the facts. This is really inappropriate.
Moreover, the past is now a thing of the past, and I will not care about your disloyalty, and you should let it go."
Everyone can feel that "Chu Ci" is under great pressure.
Naturally, this also includes the Dragon King of Nanzhou.
The "Chu Ci" at this stage was once able to kill him in his dojo when he had achieved deep cultivation. Now that he has initialized his power seal, Chu Ci is still at the stage where it can kill him.
Just from this point, He knew that "Chu Ci"'s heroic spirit rank was higher than His, so He could naturally kill Him now.
Although the heroic spirit is immortal, it will consume spiritual energy to reconstruct its body after being cut to death. Chu Ci can just wait for it to come out and kill it one by one.
Therefore, before the spiritual energy of the Soul Master is restored, He cannot come out for a while. It is even possible that Chu Ci will kill the Soul Master and then directly return to the long river of time, making people laugh at Him.
The Dragon King of Nanzhou also knew that he should go down the steps, thinking of the positive comments made by people and heroes in history on the character of "Chu Ci": upright gentleman, elegant and polite, loving and tolerant, beautiful and graceful, willing to sacrifice, etc. He was sure that "Chu Ci" would not bother him about his character, and as long as he did not attack "Chu Ci's" spirit guardian, "Chu Ci" would not attack and kill his "innocent" spirit guardian.
He was going to take a step back for the sake of his face, and finally snorted, "You are so quick-witted! I wonder if you will still be as eloquent as you are now after you join Tentokuji Temple and the First Religious Order!"
Puns with some dirty connotations... If it were the real "Chu Ci", people would definitely not care and would just laugh it off.
But he was wrong - the one who manipulated the "Chu Ci" was the hypocritical gentleman who was dark and forced to speak witch words. The Dark Star was once recognized as the worst "terrorist/element" in history.
Wu Ci was a respectable man who paid the most attention to etiquette. Even if he made a big fuss here and might attract the attention of Tianzun and Sui Gu, he could not tolerate such a disgusting insult and provocation from a creature that he could easily crush to death.
As the Dragon King of Nanzhou said this, the smile on his face slowly shrank. "How rude! Your words are very rude. It seems that after staying in the dynasty under the rule of Tentokuji for a long time, you have come to the First Order to continue to be a member of the Skeleton Sect. According to your personality, you are very happy, right?"
Wu Ci was really a little angry.
No one! No one could survive being insulted by the public! Especially an insect that he had killed so many times!
He is so ignorant of the immensity of heaven and earth that he is hopeless and unforgivable.
Such creatures should not exist in this world.
The smile on Wu Ci's lips was faint.
——"Chu Ci" raised the Dragon-Slaying Sword under the incredulous gaze of the Dragon King of Nanzhou.
I have a question for you guys. Regarding the book "My Chuuni Diary Comes True", I originally considered it a romance book because of the setting of the heroine Marisue (Dark Marisue is also called Marisue), but since there is no male protagonist, I classified it as a non-CP book.
Now I've been reminded by a kind-hearted person that this is the wrong section and it's against the rules. If it's discovered, it will be removed from the list and put on the blacklist. So I'd like to get everyone's opinion. Should we change it to the romance section?
If it is changed, the content will not change at all. There will be no love story line. If there is a male lead, he will only be a pseudonym for the female lead, and she will play two roles by herself.
Late supplement: I have received feedback from readers. Some said that the storyline can be changed as long as it remains unchanged, some said that readers there cannot see the emotional connection and curse people as vicious, and some do not want it to be changed.
I thought about it carefully and actually didn't want to change it to a romance zone, so I decided to try again.
So I won’t change the channel for now. I will wait until this book is finished and then start writing a short romance to test the waters, and postpone the start of “Chuuni Diary”.
If the romance is not very friendly, I will try to delete the supporting roles and outline settings of Chuuni Diary so that it can remain without CP. If it can still get by, I will still keep the original plot and change the channel according to the rules.
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