Chapter 247 I'm Here to See You!

Inside the museum, Wei Yuan closed the door.

His main body remained seated in the chair, a book on his lap. With a thought, his consciousness ascended to the highest of the Nine Heavens, arriving at the Thirty-Sixth Heaven of the human Heavenly Court system. As expected, he found the gate to the Taiqing Heaven tightly locked, with yellow auspicious clouds drifting around.

Upon it were written three large characters: "I'm Not Here."

He ran away?

The corners of the Daoist's mouth slowly curled up. "Not here, huh? What a pity."

A gentle, regretful smile graced his face.

At the same time, he concealed his movements.

Lifting his Daoist robe, he raised his right foot, gathering a force capable of overturning mountains and seas, charging for a second.

Then, he kicked out fiercely.

The Taiqing Heaven shuddered violently, clouds swirling, auspicious clouds scattering in all directions. The Taiqing Heaven's seal was broken open in a literal, physical sense. The white-haired Daoist, one of the top ten, strode in with a hearty laugh, full of vigor: "Yo! Old geezer, you're not dead yet?!"

"I've come to see you!"

In the Taiqing Heaven, Fuxi reclined lazily on the auspicious clouds, propping his head up with one hand.

Next to him were two newly released speakers, yet he still wore headphones. In front of him were stacks of manga and photo collections of beautiful girls. Tsundere imouto types.

Gentle imouto types.

Sharp-tongued imouto types.

And a thick pile of yandere imouto types.

Fuxi, with one hand, was picking up a piece of high-end chocolate that the white-haired Daoist couldn't bear to eat, popping it into his mouth. He opened a bottle of fine wine that a certain Daoist couldn't afford even after a year of work, enjoying a blissful high-end otaku life.

The atmosphere froze instantly.

Wei Yuan silently observed everything. The old snake scum's action of biting the chocolate froze as he looked at the Daoist.

Then, he slowly lowered his head, a smile on his face as if trying to convince himself that nothing had happened.

He slowly turned to the next page of the manga.

The Yuanshi Heavenly Lord grinned hideously, rushing forward with a whoosh, picking up Fuxi. The scum snake's tail drooped straight down, boneless. Veins bulged on the Daoist's forehead as he gave a polite and dangerous smile: "Ah, coming here suddenly feels a bit off..."

"My dear uncle, may I ask a presumptuous question? Where did you get the money for all this stuff?"

"Did you put a [Guaranteed Poverty] curse on me and direct all my wealth to you?"

Fuxi struggled, "This, you can't blame me for your poverty."

"I'm just picking up the money that you were destined to lose. But your poverty really has nothing to do with me."

"It's like, you were destined to drop money anyway, I'm just quietly picking it up behind you, right? It's going to be picked up by someone anyway, might as well be me, right?" A gentle and polite smile appeared on Wei Yuan's face as his right hand grasped Fuxi's head.

Fuxi's mouth twitched, his snake tail writhing. "Ah, wait, wait." "It hurts, it hurts, it hurts!"

"I'm going to die, going to die, going to die!"

Twisting, turning, exerting force.

Reconstructing cause and effect, imbuing the concept of sure hit. Reconstructing cause and effect, imbuing the concept of inescapable.

Reversing cause and effect, locking onto the result in advance, then fulfilling the cause.

In the blink of an eye, Fuxi was violently and incomparably slammed into the ground with a Heaven and Earth Reversal technique.

Die, damn you!!!

Gotcha!

Fuxi, buried in the pit, roared, "Don't think I'm afraid of you! So what if I spend a little of your money!"

"I'm not someone who can't tell right from wrong." "I'll just spend less in the future!"

The veins on Wei Yuan's forehead bulged.

You are truly an incorrigible piece of scum!

Fuxi's body was flowing with the art of the Innate Eight Trigrams, directly trying to erase Wei Yuan's karma, to teach this little brat a lesson. Then he discovered that all karma and Heavenly secrets were in a chaotic and disordered state around that guy, like an inward-collapsing black hole vortex.

???!

The expression on Fuxi's face froze bit by bit.

The white-haired Daoist extended a middle finger and sneered, "Surprised, aren't you! I've broken through!"

Today, I'll show you that times have changed!

The white-haired Daoist made a dashing move.

A ruined nephew bullies his uncle.

On Dragon Tiger Mountain.

Zhang Ruosu held a cup of tea, drinking it. The excellent green tea had a strong aroma of liquor. A Xuan and Feng Siyu had already gone to the human world several days in advance, to the frontline of the Great Barren Mountains and Seas, the former Chaoge city camp, where they were preparing to search for Wei Yuan and go on the South Sea journey together.

"I hope everything goes smoothly..."

The old Daoist thought blankly.

As of now, the Lady of the Lake had not yet returned, but there was Taotie.

That powerhouse, even after losing the power of the Four Fiends, was still at the second level below the top ten, the power of Norse mythology was not considered anything to Taotie, after all, strictly speaking, the Norse gods were just a mid-level world god system defined by Kunlun and the Great Barren.

Taotie, when thrown over there, was the kind of freak that could cause Ragnarok just by eating.

He just eats when he has nothing to do, grows meat when he eats, gets stronger when he grows meat, and his appetite gets bigger when he gets stronger. When his appetite gets bigger, he has a good appetite, and when he has a good appetite, he just eats when he has nothing to do, and grows meat...

It was an infinite loop of improvement.

The Daoist took a sip of 'tea'.

Suddenly, he heard a few booming sounds, his brow twitching. He raised his head, staring dumbfounded at the sky, where yellow auspicious clouds and red auspicious clouds rolled down, constantly colliding. Purple thunder and cyan thunder, different from ordinary white thunder, rolled and crashed in the sky.

Faintly, he could still see traces like dragon scales.

The sky shook, the pillars of heaven collided, extremely shocking and frightening. "What, what is happening?!"

A middle-aged Daoist, flustered, ran to the top of the mountain to ask the old Celestial Master.

The old Daoist sat in his rattan chair, watching the winds from all directions and the swirling clouds, took a sip of his wine, and said with a slightly depressed tone: "Nothing is happening. Go back and do your evening class or read a book. Do whatever you're supposed to do."

The middle-aged Daoist was puzzled: "Ah, but this..."

The old Celestial Master sighed, shook his teacup, and said casually: "It's just the Yuanshi Heavenly Lord and the Daode Heavenly Lord fighting again." The middle-aged Daoist looked at the sky, his face blank.

Ancestor, do you know what you are saying?

The old Daoist had to reassure him in reverse: "It's okay, it's normal, very normal." "Forget it, forget it, I'll go take a look, okay? I'll go take a look."

"Alas, really, old bones..."

One of the Three Highest Heavens, the Taiqing Realm.

A white-haired Daoist was covering his right eye, which was bruised and swollen. He grimaced, his Daoist robe torn in places, his white hair a mess. Obviously, he had suffered quite a loss just now. He gritted his teeth and said, "As expected of you, you're cunning, with quite a few tricks up your sleeve."

Just now, the other side had deliberately concealed himself with the Innate Eight Trigrams.

As a result, the core combat style he displayed was very familiar to Museum Director Wei.

The Art of the Brute!

Do you understand the gold content of "One Stroke Creates the World"?

That's right, he, a mere member of the Tushan tribe, knew how to deliberately deceive and mislead the enemy with external powers, gaining an advantage. How could Fuxi, that old silver coin, not understand? Not only did he understand, but he was also experienced and skilled.

Fuxi said calmly: "After all, I am still in the first echelon of the top ten."

"Even though your Cause of All Fruits is quite restraining towards me, even though I am already heavily injured, you have only gained some realm, and your foundation is far from being truly stable."

"But don't even think about gaining too much advantage here."

The white-haired Daoist rubbed his eye socket and nodded, saying seriously: "Yes, keep talking." "I'm listening."

Fuxi: ...

The scum snake was suspended upside down in the void, its snake tail straightened, looking like a pendulum clock.

He's hung up above and sent down below.

The white-haired Daoist squatted in front, holding a small twig, poking Fuxi, causing him to swing. "Aren't you very capable? Come on, keep going."

Fuxi sighed, a helpless smile on his lips, "Cause of All Fruits, directly severing cause and effect, not bad, not bad, you have grown a lot, to the extent that I am surprised. Not bad, I lost this time."

He actually conceded defeat so simply and directly, catching Wei Yuan off guard.

"It's not in vain that I tried every means to help you grow."

"Now that Huntian is gone, and Houtu is missing, Awa's strength is far from recovered, even Gonggong has just broken free, Buzhou Mountain has just awakened, Xi Wangmu is missing, and I, like the top ten, am said to be unparalleled and suppress all ages, but now one by one, we are all falling from our peaks."

"The only one who has always maintained his peak is Dijun."

"Perhaps, not participating in the order of the Great Barren, not managing the vast myriad worlds."

"Just suppressing himself on the starry sky, enjoying eternal solitude and detachment, is the true state of mind to maintain the peak of a strong person. Whether it is our wandering the myriad worlds, or indulging in our desires, these choices may not be right or wrong, but they are ultimately weaker than him by a point."

A trace of frustration appeared in Fuxi's tone, very weak, yet real.

Looking at Wei Yuan, he said: "At this time, for someone like you to appear..."

"I am also gratified in my heart. In this way, suppressing the boundary between clarity and turbidity, stabilizing the foundation of the world." "In the end, I can say, my path is not lonely."

Fuxi's handsome face became solemn and serious, his voice gentle: "Congratulations, you have stepped into the truth of this world."

"Fellow Daoist."

This gentleness and frankness made Wei Yuan uncontrollably think of his friend Huntian. The expression on his face softened, slowly converging, and he was about to return the salute with cupped hands.

Seemingly due to the aftershocks of the battle, even with careful protection, Fuxi's Bluetooth headset finally broke. The Bluetooth headset turned into dust, leaving only the two speaker players connected to the headset to start operating with a bang.

At this moment, the old Daoist, in his identity as the Jade Emperor, arrived at the Daoist Taiqing Realm. The old man, who had been drinking, staggered through the sky, hiccuping.

Actually, the last time I saw the Yuanshi Heavenly Lord fighting the Daode Heavenly Lord, I was quite surprised at first, but then I thought it was normal. After all, these are not true Daoist Heavenly Lords, just array nodes, so there is no need to be so surprised.

Fighting and sparring, understand and understand.

I was also irritable when I was young.

I've seen everything, haha.

Zhang Ruosu was refreshed, reached out and opened the seal of the Taiqing Realm, making a dashing entrance.

At this moment, Fuxi's special Bluetooth headset was annihilated, turning into the maximum power of the new speakers.

Thus, a gentle and melodious voice echoed throughout the Daoist Taiqing Realm.

"Onii-chan, daisuki!"

"Onii-chan, I love you the most!"

"Elder Brother, you are always the best, Awa loves Elder Brother the most, the most, the most!"

"Elder Brother, yasashii..."

[Daoist Jade Emperor]'s eyes were blank, the smile on his face freezing bit by bit.

ps: Second update today.