"Since you've agreed, little friend, then I'll have to trouble you."

"I'll prepare the snacks and have A-Xuan send them to you."

The cat-eared Old Heavenly Master finished speaking quickly, then immediately released his hold on the paper figure in the museum and made a clean getaway, his movements swift and decisive, so practiced that he could put the oil vendor to shame.

If his gang of old Taoist buddies saw this, they would definitely shake their heads and sigh in amazement.

Shameless!

He actually ran away like that.

At least he should have offered a few more words of comfort before leaving.

But this time, the old Taoist miscalculated.

Because even though he had released the talisman, he discovered that his sleeve was still being held, as if the spell he had used for possession had been stopped at that instant. He had no choice but to turn back and see the girl with almond-shaped eyes looking at him with a serious and stubborn expression. She said:

"You write a contract!"

"Write a contract before you leave."

Zhang Ruosu: "..."

He bent down, speaking sincerely and kindly, "This humble Taoist is a Heavenly Master of Longhu Mountain, you know? Why would I cheat you out of your snacks?"

The girl answered resolutely:

"No."

"You write a contract!"

Zhang Ruosu: "..."

A moment later, the old Taoist was presented with a contract. The gist of the words written on it was that on such and such a day, Zhang Ruosu owed Feng Siyu two years' worth of snacks. The old Taoist would cover the cost of these snacks directly for the next two years. Then, he took out a seal from his sleeve.

The bronze jue on the counter stared blankly.

The seal had a Longhu holding a dan (dragon and tiger embracing the elixir) pattern.

This was the Heavenly Master Seal of Longhu Mountain. The bronze jue looked at the scene with 'eyes' filled with pity, almost feeling as if the seal was banging on the table and roaring.

Me! The Heavenly Master Seal!

I exorcise ghosts and command spirits, seal demons and banish spells!

You're using me to write an IOU?!

Ungrateful disciple! Ungrateful disciple!

I'm going to tattle to Zhang Daoling!

I'm going to... Wuwuwu...

But regardless, Zhang Ruosu breathed on the seal. Then, the Heavenly Master Seal, which in the past had exorcised ghosts and commanded spirits, sealed demons and banished spells, was stamped heavily on the contract with a *paji* sound. He even shook it left and right to apply more pressure, leaving a mark of humiliation. The spirituality of the Heavenly Master Seal stiffened, then stopped moving like a broken cat toy.

"Is this alright now?"

The old Taoist tucked the Heavenly Master Seal into his bosom, gave a cheerful greeting, and seeing Feng Siyu nod in satisfaction, he finally returned to Longhu Mountain.

...

Feng Siyu carefully folded the IOU and placed it in her personal snack bag.

She set off happily with a Thousand-Mile Tracking Talisman.

Only now did the bronze jue barely manage to regain its senses. It still found it a bit unbelievable—the Zhang Heavenly Master writing an IOU and stamping it with the Heavenly Master Seal? Could such a thing really happen? Hmm? Wait a minute...

Just now, did the tassel on top of the Heavenly Master Seal seem to have a bell for teasing cats hanging on it?

The bronze jue fell silent.

This, this, this...

What exactly does this generation of Zhang Heavenly Master usually do with the Heavenly Master Seal?

No, how was this generation of Zhang Heavenly Master chosen?

This is it?!

Just then, it suddenly noticed that Feng Siyu, who had run out, had secretly slipped back. "My snack reserves are a bit low." The girl scratched her head, put her hands together, and bowed towards the water ghost's workbench, then directly emptied all of the water ghost's happy water.

Only then did she leave, satisfied.

The bronze jue helplessly declined Feng Siyu's 'bribe' of pouring it a Coke. Watching the girl hum a song as she flew towards Kunlun Mountain, it suddenly felt that staying in this museum all the time wasn't so bad. At least it could see many things it hadn't known before.

Living long has its advantages, after all.

Just then, Yuanjue walked out of the kitchen, looked left and right, and said suspiciously:

"That's strange..."

He searched left and right for a long time, looked at the bronze jue, greeted it politely, and then asked:

"Senior, have you seen where Ah Shui went?"

Water ghost?

The bronze jue asked in confusion: "I don't know. I haven't seen him all day. What's wrong?"

"Did he go to do a part-time job?"

"Shouldn't be."

Yuanjue pointed in the direction of the workbench and said:

"He recently learned the Sleeve Universe spell from the museum director, and then spent effort making himself a small house. He should still be tinkering with it, but I just went there and didn't find anything."

"Sleeve Universe, huh..."

The bronze jue was stunned, then sighed inwardly. It really hadn't expected that this great神通 (shentong, supernatural power) of the Earth Fiend, known as the Pot Heaven, would actually be reduced to this point. First, it was used for moving houses and buying groceries, and now even ghosts were using this shentong to improve their housing area and enhance their living experience.

If this thing becomes popular in the future, it will definitely be the nemesis of real estate.

This is simply a reversal of the times, a Renaissance! Slapping the industry onto the shore.

Then saying, "My lord, the times have changed back again."

It belongs in the compulsory courses for civil engineering and logistics majors.

It sighed and asked, "Didn't see him? Tell me, where does he live?"

Yuanjue replied, "He lives in a Coke bottle."

"Oh, Sleeve Universe Coke bottle. That really has his style..."

The bronze jue's voice hadn't even finished when its thoughts suddenly froze.

It recalled the Yu race girl who had hummed a song and moved all of the water ghost's Coke reserves away.

And the girl who was now heading to the Mountain Sea Realm with delight.

Yes, living long really means seeing a lot.

But it's not necessarily a good thing.

The bronze jue now felt like ten thousand water ghosts were dancing a passionate samba in front of it.

Its voice even cracked.

"What did you say? Where does he live?!!!"

...

Zhang Ruosu returned to Longhu Mountain and noticed that Feng Siyu's speed was very fast. Her aura had already disappeared from the human world.

And that Thousand-Mile Tracking Talisman had already taken effect.

Master Lin Shouyi of the Maoshan Shangqing sect looked at his Taoist friend, who seemed unworried and had returned humming a little tune. He sighed and said, "The matter is settled?"

"Of course."

"How should I put it... Which ones did you put in?"

Zhang Ruosu blinked, paused for a moment, and said, "Fellow Daoist Zhang..."

"Have you heard of blind boxes?"

"Huh?!"

Lin Shouyi's thoughts froze for a moment, and his lips twitched. He wished he could grab this old Heavenly Master and beat him up. Seeing his old friend starting to grit his teeth, he quickly raised his hand to indicate that he wasn't joking anymore. Then, he scratched his head, looked at the clouds rising and falling in the distance, and said, "Just some old models."

"The new ones haven't been built yet."

"How old are they exactly?"

"Hmm... Do you know An602?"

Lin Shouyi's pupils contracted, and he suddenly turned his head. This was a code name, and what everyone knew was another name: Tsar Bomba, representing a certain limit of human force and firepower, with half the power of the Little Boy that exploded in Hiroshima multiplied by 3864.

That was the glory of the past, the ultimate in human firepower.

Ten years later, Sakharov, who presided over the explosion plan, received the World Peace Prize.

Yes, peace is also nuclear peace.

It was just that the scientist eventually became a staunch opponent of nuclear weapons.

"Because he saw a power that did not belong to humans..."

A hermit from Siberia said this after talking with him, "Humans have mastered such power, so who will they face? It can only be used to strike at humans themselves. Even the most hardened person will be terrified."

Because of this explosion, even with half the power reduced, it still ranked second among the explosions observed by humans.

The third was the Tunguska event.

The first was the Chicxulub impactor, which caused the extinction of the dinosaurs and was suspected to be the power of an ancient desolate god.

In that era, personally creating a power comparable to wiping out the overlord of the Earth once, after pride came absolute fear. The more complete one's understanding of human nature, the more fearful one became. It was enough to make a steel-like man oppose his original position. But now, humans have a way to contain this power.

Lin Shouyi murmured, "You're crazy..."

"No, I'm very awake."

Zhang Ruosu said, "This time, the maximum firepower is one level weaker than the Tsar Bomba's power. I've thought about it. Those gods in myths and legends can completely change the terrain, and some are even concepts themselves. But the power we've mastered has great might, but its limitations are also great."

"You see, even with the Tsar Bomba, as long as you are fifty kilometers away in an instant, it will definitely not be able to threaten those gods. Or, a遁地 (dundi, earth escape) technique can also avoid this power. The power to collapse the heavenly pillar and cause the sky to collapse is too terrifying."

"But what about the others? What about those fierce beasts? They are the biggest threat to the Mountain Sea Realm."

"There has never been a good opportunity. It's time to throw a punch."

Zhang Ruosu smiled and said:

"Those fierce beasts, gods, and the like have always forgotten one thing."

"Humans are not individuals. We are a civilization, a force united."

"Advancing wave upon wave, never ceasing!"

"How were those weapons made? Do you know?"

Lin Shouyi replied, "It was... the scientists in the research institute who spent countless efforts to complete this weapon."

"Yes, and no."

Zhang Ruosu slowly stood up, looking at the turbulent sea of clouds below Longhu Mountain:

"I'll tell you, the scientists' hard work is its heart and the source of its birth. But it is shaped with steel as its body, and the electric current of thunder appears as its vitality, with black gunpowder as every inch of its flesh and blood. This is my Divine Land's sword. How do you say it was forged?"

"It comes from the coal mines of Qin and Jin, burning into a blazing flame, transforming into thunder and lightning. This flame and thunder are the heart of Divine Land, transported to the open desert. This thunder comes from every piece of burnt coal on the land of Qin and Jin, from the surging rivers of the Three Gorges like blood, from the never-ending winds outside the Northwest Fortress."

"The eldest son of Divine Land painfully cut off every inch of flesh and bone, transforming them into steel."

"The grain growing on every inch of the land allows its core to be shaped bit by bit. From this solid land, from north to south for five thousand five hundred kilometers, from east to west for five thousand kilometers of vast land, countless heroes gathered together, treating themselves as flames, wielding iron hammers like blacksmiths, forging it little by little."

"It took a long time for this sword to appear."

"This is the dignity of my Divine Land, the sword jointly forged by all the people of my Divine Land!"

He slowly exhaled a breath: "This sword has been silent for too long. It's time to unsheathe it."

"The time that the predecessors bought for us is enough."

"And the previous generation handed this sword to us precisely for this moment."

Lin Shouyi's heart surged. He said in a low voice, "What if Divine Land falls in the end..."

Zhang Ruosu said, "The earth falls into the Mountain Sea Realm, you will die, and I will live."

He smiled and said softly:

"Then, I will take the Male and Female Dragon Tiger Swords and the flag of Divine Land and kill my way into the Mountain Sea Realm, dying in the deepest part of the Great Desolation."

Lin Shouyi said, "Is it revenge?"

"Revenge? No..."

Zhang Ruosu turned to leave, his white sleeves fluttering past Lin Shouyi's eyes:

"I just want to tell the Mountain Sea Realm and the future about the existence of Divine Land."

"So that even after thousands and millions of years, there will be another race born. At that time, they will come to the Mountain Sea Realm."

"Look, our flag has not fallen."

"Look, this is the last arrogance, the last pride of Divine Land."

...

At this time, Feng Siyu stepped into the Mountain Sea Realm, searching for Wei Yuan.

After experiencing a terrifying amount of calculations.

The action team and other institutions jointly deduced the time it would take for all the Mountain Sea Realm rifts to surround Divine Land—thirty hours.

Countdown·Start!

ps: Today's first update... 3600 words, thank you to |Sparrow| for the ten thousand reward, thank you~

It's already nine o'clock, and it's really moving an hour later every day in a regular manner, covering my face. In guaranteeing irregular schedules, my performance has always been very regular, *gan* ah... Coding, coding, finished before one o'clock.