Just as the young general was gazing into the distance, the earth suddenly roared once more.
That crack, invisible to ordinary people... has now become a great rift valley, and it has spread once again.
Furthermore, the continuous cracking, though seemingly indirect, actually encompasses most of the famous mountains and rivers of the northern region.
This includes, but is not limited to, the ancestral lands of the five major shamanic families, as well as the places of seclusion for the ancestors of the eight outer sects and the Crow Ancestor.
"this......"
While everyone was still in shock, the young general was clearly flustered.
"Holy crap, did we mess up?"
"When I drank too much and threw up before, it wasn't this bad!"
"Um, how much super glue would it take to repair such a big cut?!"
Just as the young general was scratching his head in frustration, looking more and more like the Monkey King, there was another loud bang, like the sound of pants tearing open.
Then, the crack in the distance widened again, and with a crack, a magnificent tomb was revealed, which was the "Dragon Soaring Through the Heavens Cave".
On the highest building of the tomb, Chen Fu, the father of the young general, looked around blankly and muttered to himself.
"What happened?"
"Did someone blow my grave up with a detonator?"
"I haven't offended anyone, have I?"
Just then, the phantom images of the Master and the carefree little monk appeared.
He first bowed to Chen Fushen, then waved gently.
The entire "Dragon Soaring to the Sky Cave" was like a submarine, roaring as it submerged back into the ground.
Once the great tomb had completely disappeared, the gentleman politely clasped his hands in a salute to the people from the Huang family's ancestral land, and then his illusory figure slowly vanished, leaving only countless points of light drifting in the wind.
Upon realizing what was happening, the crowd quickly bowed in return.
“We have met you, sir. You are compassionate.”
Only the young general remained carefree, patting his chest and letting out a long sigh.
"Oh my god, thank goodness the eldest brother buried Dad back in, otherwise we would have gotten a beating, hahaha!"
After laughing, the young general remembered that his purpose in coming was not to attend Huang Zuo's or Master Hui's wedding.
He hurriedly took out a glittering golden tail—a dragon tail—from the "little pocket" stuck to his belly.
"Hey Baldy, this is what our boss told us to give you. You can just stick it on yourself with super glue when you get home."
"The boss said that not having a tail will affect your cultivation and will be bad for your future."
"Ah?!" Upon hearing this, Bald-tailed Old Li's face lit up with ecstasy, and even his hands, which were holding his tail, trembled uncontrollably.
"Young General... Sir, your kindness is boundless, I am deeply grateful!"
"I have no way to repay such a great kindness. The only thing I can do is to enshrine your longevity tablet and worship you day and night, praying that you may live as long as the heavens!"
After speaking, he respectfully raised the dragon's tail above his head with both hands and kowtowed three times in the direction where the master's illusory figure disappeared.
After the grand ceremony, the river god stood up again, hesitated for a moment, and then asked.
"Young General, is there anything else you have instructed me to do?"
"If there is anything, please let me know. I will do my best to complete it, even if it means going through fire and water."
"Other matters?" The young general was taken aback by the question, and after a moment of surprise, he frantically shook his head, which didn't look very bright.
"What could the boss possibly have to do for you? Can't you see I'm just sitting here doing nothing!"
"If something really happens, am I not more useful than you?"
"Aren't you right?!"
If anyone else dared to speak to the god of rivers like that, they would immediately get slapped twice, but since the speaker is the young general, it doesn't matter.
Therefore, upon hearing this, Old Li with the bald tail could only nod and agree with a wry smile.
They were just telling the truth, there's nothing wrong with that!
However, as a veteran righteous god, Bald-tailed Old Li knew the principle that "gifts given to others must have an ulterior motive."
After thinking about it for a moment and glancing at Li Guangran beside him, he suddenly realized the truth.
“Guangran, I just calculated with my fingers, and your marriage is not with Huang Jie, but with someone else.”
"Quickly come back with your father to cultivate."
"When a new opportunity arises, your father will certainly do everything in his power to secure it for you."
Upon hearing this, Li Guangran froze, his face filled with resentment.
"Father..."
Bald-tailed Old Li knew his son's feelings, and besides, dragons are inherently lewd... He gave a bitter laugh and spoke again.
"Stop saying anything more. I will take care of everything!"
After speaking, he swept his sleeve to seal Li Guangran's mouth, then bowed to Master Hui and Huang Zuo and his wife.
"Old Dragon has been reckless in disturbing the two immortals' peaceful cultivation; I am truly sorry."
"I'll take my leave now."
"If you have time in the future, please come to Jianghe for a chat. Old Dragon's cave has a unique charm."
Seeing that the situation had been easily resolved by Mr. Hui, Master Hui and Huang Zuo naturally took the opportunity to back down.
Without trying to persuade the River God and his son to stay, they clasped their hands in farewell and saw them off from the Huang family's ancestral land.
Watching the other person's retreating figure, Li Mao was clearly a little confused.
"That's it? We don't need to drink and cause trouble anymore?"
"Isn't that ridiculous? We just wasted our money on the hangover cure."
"We were worried that drinking too much would cause problems, so we deliberately bought a big bottle of hangover medicine..."
While others looked down on Li Mao for being foolish, the young general greatly admired him.
The way they looked at Li Mao was like an antique expert discovering a priceless treasure, or a pervert seeing a naked beauty.
"Hahaha, you're Li Mao, right? You look just like my son!"
"If you were ten thousand times more handsome, you'd have even more of my former glory!"
If anyone dares to say they look like his son, Li Mao will definitely punch them until they're "blown with peach blossoms"—who would he be taking advantage of?
But the one speaking was the young general, an absolutely important figure, the young general!
Therefore, Li Mao did not hesitate and immediately knelt down on the ground with a thud, frantically kowtowing to the young general.
"Godfather, please accept my bow... I will keep bowing!"
This bow... and the bowing continued, quite like Lu Bu bowing to Dong Zhuo back then, immediately stunning everyone—truly a display of filial piety between father and son.
While everyone was stunned, the way they looked at Li Mao changed: This guy isn't stupid after all!
There are benefits to it; that means you really know how to take advantage of the situation and don't suffer any losses!
While marveling at this, the younger generation was filled with envy: having the young general as their godfather means they can do whatever they want in the world!
No, that's not accurate.
If you don't want to leave, gods and ghosts will rush over and carry you away!
While carrying you, you also have to be all smiles and ask about your well-being, worried that the bumpy ride will make you feel cold or hot...
The one who envied Li Mao the most was the big yellow dog, whose eyes darted around as he secretly pondered:
I wonder if I would also recognize a thief as my father... abandon my lowly ways and return to a virtuous life... I wonder if the young general would accept me.
Although they are different species, the big yellow dog guarantees that it is a hundred times more filial than that little brat Li Mao!
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