"Um... without him, is there no one else in your domain who can send messages to the Heavenly Court?" Wang Yao asked in astonishment.
“Yes, there is, but… this matter of sending a message to the Heavenly Court is very sensitive, involving major secrets of a region. The person chosen must be absolutely loyal and reliable. Our office cannot bear this responsibility; it must be personally appointed by the God Lord.” Hua Mei explained to Wang Yao with some difficulty.
"Ugh..." Wang Yao cursed inwardly. What loyalty and reliability? Even the old messenger defected! How dare you even say that? "So... the Lord God promised to deliver the letter for me, but was he just trying to fool me?"
"That's not quite right. Actually, there's a specialist from the Heavenly Court's office in the Divine Realm who's in our Sea-Reclaiming Divine City. Why don't you give him the letter you want to send? He's very convenient to travel back and forth to the Heavenly Court, so it shouldn't be difficult for him to deliver the letter for you."
This thrush is truly office-ready material; with just one sentence, it puts the ball back in Wang Yao's court.
“Sister Huamei, there’s something wrong with what you’re saying. It was your God Lord who agreed to let me send a letter to the Heavenly Court. If I need to find an office specialist to deliver the letter, shouldn’t you be the one to do it? What kind of business is it for me to go to him by myself?” Wang Yao raised his eyebrows.
"I see. If you're not in a hurry, you can leave the letter here. That commissioner likes to wander around, and it's hard to say when you'll see him. When you do, I'll give the letter to him for you." Despite Wang Yao's questioning, Hua Mei's expression remained unchanged, still gentle and pleasant.
"Um... do you have a passage to the Immortal Realm here? I might as well send it there myself." Wang Yao felt helpless. He was sending this letter to ask the Queen Mother of the West to make a life-extending clone for him. He couldn't afford to delay any longer, because how could he carry out the forging without a clone?
“Our original passage from the Sea-Reclaiming Divine Realm to the Immortal Realm was in Dark Moon City. Now you know it’s not practical to go there. Currently, the only passage in the Divine City leads to the Demon Realm. Why don’t you go to the Demon Realm first, and then find a passage from there to the Heavenly Court?” Hua Mei suggested.
"Uh... okay!" Wang Yao blinked, thinking that there was no other way now but to make the trip himself. Anyway, his mission in the Nascent Soul stage was to conquer a capital city in the God Realm, and who knows when he would be able to complete that mission. Making the trip probably wouldn't have any impact.
Anyway, he hadn't seen his friends in the demon realm for a long time, so he might as well go and relax. He was feeling mentally exhausted from struggling in the realm of gods and demons every day, so he might as well treat it as a vacation outside the realm.
The demon realm passage to the City of Reclaimed Sea is not far from the Temple of Reclaimed Sea. It is a two-story brick and wood building with a frightening sign hanging at the entrance: "Six Realms Women's Fist Alliance." There is also a huge slogan on one of the walls.
"Women of the Six Realms, unite and smash the heavy shackles that men bind us!"
Since Wang Yao had decided to deliver the message to the demon realm himself, Hua Mei gave him a certificate, pointed out the location of the passage, and sent him away. However, she did not accompany him. Upon suddenly seeing such a provocative organization and slogan, he couldn't help but feel uneasy.
It's obvious what kind of feminists they're targeting. Who else in this world besides women? The slogan makes it even clearer.
He, Wang Yao, was a genuine man through and through. Although he didn't know what shackles he was bound to by women, if he were to get punched by a woman here by accident, he would have nowhere to complain!
Who told you to have nothing better to do than wander around the Women's Federation?
The door to the "Six Realms Women's Boxing Alliance" was tightly shut. Wang Yao approached the door, intending to knock, but hesitated and stopped. He could vaguely hear a woman's sharp shouts and curses coming from inside. Shouldn't the "Six Realms Women's Boxing Alliance" be the warmest home for women? Why are they arguing?
Puzzled, he tried to use his "sensory perception" to hear what was happening inside, but before he could cast the spell, a woman with thick eyebrows and big eyes walked straight towards him from the street. From a distance, she pointed at him and shouted, "What... are you doing?"
"I...I need to go to the demon realm. It's said that the...interdimensional passage is inside this...feminist building." Wang Yao hurriedly pulled out his identification and stammered as he explained to the woman. He had no choice; anyone would tremble at the sight of such a fierce woman.
"You look shifty and suspicious, you don't seem like a good person! What's with your glib talk? What feminism? This is the Six Realms Feminist Alliance! A legally registered cross-realm social organization between gods and demons in the Divine Realm of Land Reclamation..."
The woman took the certificate Wang Yao handed her, held it in her hand without even looking at it, and shoved the door open while cursing under her breath.
"Aren't you going to the Demon Realm? Then get in here! You stinking man, are you addicted to peeping? The door is right in front of you and you won't even come in. Now that you're in the Demon Realm, you're still sneaking around like this. You're going to get what's coming to you!"
The woman pushed open the door, turned around and saw Wang Yao still hesitating there timidly, and couldn't help but scold him again.
Wang Yao had no choice but to bite the bullet and follow the woman through the door, only to be startled by a burst of hysterical noise.
"Give me back my man! Give me back my man! If you don't give me back my man today, I'll fight you vixens to the death!" A fat woman stood in front of the tall reception desk, slamming her equally large hands against the wooden desk with a loud "crackling" sound.
“Director Gao…you…you’ve finally arrived…” A pale-faced girl who looked only seventeen or eighteen years old suddenly emerged from behind the reception desk and ran towards the woman with thick eyebrows and big eyes as if she had seen a savior.
"What's all the fuss about? Your husband is abusing you. We are just following the orders of the God and enforcing the law impartially. The temple isn't far away. If you have the energy, go argue with the God!" Director Gao, with his thick eyebrows and big eyes, ignored the little girl and turned to the fat woman, coldly scolding her.
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