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Thunder, earthquakes, and rain are not impossible, but the scale and scope must be reduced. However small, they must still be widely known and allow mortals to suddenly realize that "this is a sign of the ascension of the new Rabbit God."
Ao Botong thought for a while, then said: "Asking the flower fairy or the rainbow fairy to come for help may be feasible. However, in the eyes of humans, it will seem like God is blessing your marriage." Hu Ziyu couldn't help but feel irritated in his heart. One of the newlyweds was killed by the heaven, so what kind of blessing is this?
The purpose of the Fifth Division hadn't yet been finalized, but Wan Taian suddenly had an idea and rushed to speak: "I can let Rabbit ride on me. It's the Year of the Tiger after all! It's appropriate and auspicious!" Hu Ziyu shrugged and sighed, objecting: "First, I'm not a general, and second, I'm not the Earth God. It would be strange for me to ride Tiger Lord!"
He had long been curious about the origin of Tiger Lord, and so he consulted the online version of the Three Realms Encyclopedia.
It is commonly said that: "The land god rules over the tigers in the mountains." The ancients believed that the tiger monsters in the mountains were mostly subdued and tamed by the mountain gods, land gods, city gods, and some martial gods. Not only would they not hurt people, but they could also protect the mountains and forests and provide shelter for humans. Therefore, they were worshipped and revered.
Over time, his spirit changed, and he gradually transformed from a monster into a god.
Since there is more than one tiger spirit in the mountains, there is also more than one Tiger Lord.
Half a month ago, Wan Taian died when the scaffolding of the theater collapsed. Until his death, he was still holding the three-year-old daughter of the youth league leader tightly in his arms.
His merit was the highest among the seven new priests, the second highest being the policewoman Liang Yanqi, who died in the line of duty. Wan Taian himself remained silent on the matter, always presenting an impression of cynicism and carefreeness, both in life and in death. His colleagues at the Land Administration Hall mocked and criticized him outwardly, but privately, they mostly praised him.
Hu Ziyu didn't dislike such a person, but he just didn't understand why he came to pester and please him.
Wan Taian continued with a cheeky smile. "What's the big deal? Behind the tiger comes the rabbit, and behind the rabbit comes the dragon. Actually, I'm older than both of them!" Ao Botong was about to give him the finger, but seeing Hu Ziyu was there, he quickly withdrew. "Whatever Ziyu wants to ride, or use as a divine messenger, we at the Dragon King Palace will be there. Not to mention lions and tigers, even dragons, phoenixes, white tigers, or black tortoises—anything you can ask for, we'll do our best to make it happen."
"Don't mention Phoenix." Hu Ziyu shook his head like a drum.
"Your little Suzaku kid hates me so much, how could he possibly be willing to help me?"
Ao Botong said, "I'm not referring to the phoenix in Phoenix Valley, but my Third Prince Chaofeng. He's four thousand years old and still unmarried. Everyone guesses he's either aloof or a homosexual. So, if it's your case, I imagine he'd be willing to come."
Although the nine sons of the dragon are pure-blooded dragons, their appearances and abilities vary greatly due to the different bloodlines and spiritual veins of their mothers. Suanni takes both dragon and lion forms: a dragon in the air and water, and a lion on land. Chaofeng takes on the form of a dragon in the water, but a winged phoenix in the air and on land.
Hu Ziyu didn't want to owe anyone any favors. His financial, material, and magical resources were extremely limited, and his purview was vastly different from that of the Dragon King Hall, the Land Administration Hall, and the Fifth Division. He worried he wouldn't be able to repay them in the future. He was about to refuse when Ling Hong, standing beside him, pulled out his pad and began recording everyone's proposals.
"It's under consideration. Please bring up any other animals the Palace Master has in his home!"
"No, no, no..." Hu Ziyu pulled the stylus he used to take notes.
"Hongyuan, you've got every kind of animal, but the only one missing is a rabbit. I mean, our zoo is still missing a rabbit!"
"Hmm" Ling Hong's writing hand froze in mid-air.
The gods suddenly remembered that the key point was not riding a dragon and stepping on a tiger, but emphasizing that "the deceased Hu Zi Yu is the new rabbit god."
"So what?" After a few seconds, Ling Hong exhaled through his nose and said, "Use the incarnation technique to transform the twelve golden hairpins into rabbits!"
“This is good!”
"This is a great plan!" The members of the Fifth Division echoed one after another, and then Ao Botong also took out his PAD, poking and tapping, not knowing who he was trying to contact.
Hu Ziyu didn't say a word and let Ling Hong and others arrange things for him.
First, his spirit will ride on a seven-colored sky bridge laid by the Rainbow Fairy and slowly descend to the stadium's first-floor projection screen. Flanked by twelve golden hairpins transformed into rabbits, they will hover. Flower fairies will release fragrance, petals, and fallen leaves, and a gentle drizzle will drift through the stadium's closed dome, accompanied by a few fireworks and smoke rings. The atmosphere is romantic yet eerie, mysterious yet terrifying.
Hu Ziyu instantly thought of Botticelli's famous painting "The Birth of Venus", except that the shell was replaced by a rainbow and the spring gods were replaced by rabbits.
However, they cannot, and are not allowed to, fully manifest the envisioned scenes before humans. Doing so would be not only excessive but also carry a high risk of causing sudden death in those with cardiovascular disease. Furthermore, this would violate the "Regulations on the Appearance, Dreaming, and Travels of Immortals and Gods," punishable by heavy fines. Therefore, at most, they would display a flicker of light and shadow, a whirl of sounds and colors, displaying three-tenths of their divine power. The remaining seven-tenths would be left to human imagination and psychic interpretation. Next, the only remaining opportunity remained for the Thunder Master and Earth Master to act. While everyone was still racking their brains over how to maximize their effectiveness, a young female immortal's shrill, heartbreaking howl erupted from the tea room. Almost simultaneously, the Moon Star Lord arrived, accompanied by a group of followers. Flanking her were the Rainbow Fairy and the Twelve-Month Flower Fairy, the Lingbo sisters.
A moment ago, Ao Botong sent a message to his mother, asking her to contact his sisters to find someone suitable to help. Not long after, both parties contacted Taiyin Star Lord.
The Moon God directly used the method of shrinking the earth by a thousand miles to bring people to the Jade Rabbit Temple.
"Welcome to the Star God!" Chunxiang and Xialian were about to rush into the tea room to see if Yuchan and Zhucui, the two immortals, had killed or not in the Pantao massacre before leaving the temple when they nearly collided head-on with the Star God's troops. They had no choice but to retreat back into the temple and find a spacious spot to kneel. Ao Botong, Wan Taian, the Fifth Master, and Hu Ziyu also stood up and saluted according to their rank, some cupping their fists, others bowing.
"No need for formalities, let's get down to business." Taiyin Xingjun took out a stack of letters from his sleeve and handed them to Linghong.
"These were given to me by an admirer in Aisle Two. You decide what to do with them."
Ling Hong took it with both hands, and without saying a word, he made a palm fire gesture.
Space in the reception area was limited, so Hu Ziyu offered the single sofa to Xingjun and pulled over a few swivel chairs from the desks. Ao Botong and Wan Taian also stepped aside, making room for Lingbo Erxian and Rainbow Fairy, who stood on either side of Hu Ziyu, like guardians.
Seeing the lion and tiger standing on either side of the little rabbit, Linghong had a flash of inspiration. Hongmei and Zilan were busy serving water cups and snacks to the guests. Chunxiang and Xialian, taking a moment to spare, glanced at Linghong, who nodded and quickly retreated to the side of the pavilion.
"I say, where are the peaches?" Since most of the people present were people he was familiar with, Taiyin Star God no longer pretended to be reserved, pulled up his skirt, and crossed his legs.
"The business you're talking about is eating peaches," Ling Hong frowned. If someone else had said this, he would have yelled. "I thought you were here to give me advice on the matter of the manifestation of the spirit." Taiyin Xingjun glanced at Ling Hong and said coquettishly, "Business must be discussed. These peaches... of course, must be eaten. Sisters, don't you agree?" Although the female fairies also wanted to taste the Overlord Peaches, seeing that the Lord of the Peaches was a god of a much higher rank than themselves, no one dared to respond. However, Wan Taian and the five masters could not hold back and answered yes one after another. Hu Ziyu smiled and said, "Everyone has done me a favor. Ziyu has nothing to repay, so I can only treat them with peaches."
Ling Hong's fists stiffened as he rebuked, "Don't you want the mana that can only be accumulated after more than a hundred years of practice? These people only gave a small favor in exchange for five to ten years of cultivation. It's really a bargain."
Hu Ziyu sighed. "I'm not a martial god sitting in a corner, nor do I need to patrol, punish evildoers, and defend my country. Why would I need so much mana? If I become powerful one day, people will think I have evil intentions!"
"What's the big deal? I'll eat half a pound of yours and return eight ounces to you." Taiyin Star Lord switched his raised left and right legs.
"Little rabbit, turn on Bluetooth! The Star Lord is about to transmit his magical power." The immortals and gods also took out their pads one after another. The power of the Moon Lord was soft and gentle, leisurely and comfortable, like bathing in the gentle moonlight. With one move, he gave 5,000 points.
Ao Botong and Wan Tai'an's magic power was initially rising. Though their power was limited, their intensity was fierce and powerful, forcing Hu Ziyu to retreat several steps. The lightning master's magic power felt like static electricity, tingling with a tingling sensation. The wind master's magic power, alternating between violent storms and gentle breezes, presented a completely different atmosphere.
After the gods attacked one after another, Hu Ziyu felt like Linghu Chong, whose power had returned to zero and who was forcefully infused with true Qi by the Six Immortals of Taogu. There were several auras in his body that were colliding, blending, and canceling each other. It was really strange and indescribable, but fortunately he did not feel nauseous or uncomfortable.
Chunxiang and Xialian came back first with two large plates of peaches, Zhucui brought a smaller plate, and behind them followed Yuchan with empty hands and a dejected look on her face.
Hu Ziyu said to Zhu Cui, "Please take this plate to the Engineering Department of the Jinchan Institute." Zhu Cui nodded, tapped her knees, and retreated. The gods, impatient, raised their arms to grab the fruit forks on the coffee table when Yu Chan suddenly walked over to Hu Ziyu and dropped to her knees.
"My Lady, Lord Rabbit, and Master, I surrender myself!"
"What did you do?" Ling Hong asked with a raised eyebrow.
"When I was killing peaches just now, too much peach juice splashed out. I thought it was a waste, so I licked it on the counter. Unexpectedly... after just a few licks, I felt a surge of power surge through my body. I called out my PAD and saw that my mana had increased by over 500 points."
Hu Ziyu comforted the sobbing Yuchan. Just imagine, Yuchan was born in 1971, and he still had to call her Auntie! Forget peach juice, even if it were peach flesh, he wouldn't have cared. "What's the matter? Just drink it. Besides, you gave me magical powers." Yuchan bowed again. "But the taste was too delicious, far beyond the reach of a mere immortal. It's all my fault for being greedy and not collecting the original juice. I hope you'll forgive me!"
Ling Hong snorted and said, "Since the master doesn't blame me, just send back 600 mana."
Hu Ziyu wanted to say no, as he had just absorbed too much mana, at least five figures, so six hundred wouldn't be a big deal. But when he looked up and saw Ling Hong's sullen expression, he backed off.
Eating the peaches was a time-consuming process. Ling Hong insisted that the portions be carefully controlled. If someone ate too much, Hu Ziyu would be immediately infused with magical power. Between these two, another hour passed.
The peaches were delicious and juicy, a thing that should only exist in heaven. However, even if they were a delicacy that only appeared once in a thousand years, eating too much of them would still be frightening. Hu Ziyu swore that he would never want to see peach-shaped food again in the near future.
The gods and immortals argued and made a lot of noise for a long time before finally bringing the topic back to the plan of the miracle.
Just the clothes to be worn that night caused everyone to have different opinions and arguments, and they almost came to blows.
Hu Ziyu considered getting Xuan Duan dressed formally, but his suggestion was vigorously rebuffed. Even Linghong remarked, "Black is unlucky! We're not in the Wenchang Palace!" At everyone's request, Hu Ziyu changed into both his official uniform and two sets of casual attire, one in pink and one in purple. Linghong was delighted to publicly showcase her design and sewing skills. Taiyin Xingjun felt that none of these outfits were good, and that the soft, romantic image of the Moon Palace should be emphasized. "Why not just perform a dance about flying to the moon? When Chang'e was restored to the throne, she performed 'Flying to the Moon'. How beautiful! How pretty! How adorable!" she exclaimed, her voice louder than thunder.
"I'll lend you the yellow dance costume and teach you how to dance! Now everything is settled, isn't it wonderful!" As a result, Rainbow Sky Bridge, Flower Fairy, and the Five Masters all had no roles to play, and the gods slammed the table and stamped their feet, ready to make trouble again.
Hu Ziyu had seen the video of the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet. The song "Running to the Moon" required leaping to the sky, bending the waist, splitting the legs, and all kinds of twists and turns of the limbs. He was afraid that when he practiced it, his bones and muscles would be broken, his energy would be scattered, and his soul would be scattered.
Ao Botong believed purple was the best color for formal attire. Purple was traditionally revered in the Chinese imperial court; even the Grand Palace, the most prestigious of the three palaces, was named "Purple Palace," signifying its unparalleled dignity and dominance. Wan Taian preferred pink, a color that exuded a charming and graceful presence. Furthermore, Hu Tianbao's image was also pink, so adhering to tradition was best.
Everyone quarreled for a while.
Hu Ziyu had long since exhausted his physical strength, and his mind was busy battling with the various magical powers pulsing in his body. Not long after, he dozed off at his desk.
"It's decided. Let's put it to an online referendum! Set the deadline for tomorrow night at midnight!" Taiyin Xingjun shouted, and the immortals and gods clapped their hands in approval, concluding the first round of the night. Next, the speech during the apparition began. Linghong had investigated and found that the attendees that night included several senior mages consulted by Yuan Tianqi, as well as the head and acting head of Weiming Hall. As long as the highest-quality amplification equipment was used, the message should be transmitted accurately.
Hu Ziyu was woken up by Ling Hong and told how to finalize the clothing.
"I protest. How can issues related to human rights be put to a referendum?" Looking at the message urging people to vote posted on the official website of Taiyin Palace, he sighed frequently.
Although there is gender and sexual orientation discrimination in the human world, at least no one cares who he likes, what he does, or what he wears. But after coming to heaven, he is watched, restricted, and has no control over everything.
Ling Hong stuffed a peach into his mouth. "You're kidding! Gods don't have human rights. You must be what your followers want you to be. Pay attention! We need to decide on your speech!" Hu Ziyu swallowed the peach slice and opened his note-taking app, trying to compose a decent speech for Taiyin Xingjun and the others to review. Unfortunately, his sleep deprivation had left him with a foggy mind. After writing "Dear fellow villagers, elders, brothers, and sisters," he didn't know where to continue.
Linghong snatched the rose gold pad away and shook her head vigorously, "How cowardly! You're a driving force behind this era, a guiding light for the LGBT community. This kind of start has no deterrent effect at all!"
Hu Ziyu muttered in his heart: "Are you my Mazu?" But he asked in a much gentler tone: "Senior Yihong, how would you put it better?"
Linghong put his right foot on the armrest of the sofa, put his left hand on his waist, and stretched out his right hand.
"Foolish mortals, kneel down! I am the new Rabbit God... something like that."
The Five Masters and the Twelve Golden Hairpins cheered and said hello, the Moon God laughed loudly, and the other female fairies covered their mouths with their hands, also smiling.
"No, I want to be friendly!" Hu Ziyu asked for help from the two male gods on his left and right.
But Ao Botong couldn't help laughing and squatted on the ground with his hands on his stomach. Wan Taian not only applauded loudly, but also wanted to add extra lyrics, including the lyrics he had heard in the opera troupe in the past.
Hu Ziyu was extremely distressed and wailed with his head in his hands.
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