Chapter 290 Wu Zhiqi: I Suspect You're Doing This on Purpose

In the night breeze, Wei Yuan, with his white hair and green shirt, watched the waves of the Huai River.

He quietly waited for Wu Zhiqi's reply.

Soon, his phone beeped. Wei Yuan's lips curved up, and he leisurely took out his phone, glancing at the text message. His smile stiffened slightly. The water monkey's reply was concise, like a club swung straight to the head.

"Get lost."

The white-haired Daoist: "…………"

Gritting his teeth, he typed furiously on his phone.

"What's with that attitude?! Huh!"

"I immediately come to you when there's something fun!"

Beneath the Huai River's waves, Wu Zhiqi sat cross-legged, fifteen straws in his mouth, plunged into the soda. Because the weather was gradually getting hotter, the water ghost had developed a new formation, a variation of the Frost Array, which perfectly kept the soda between slush and liquid, offering the best summer "wow" sensation.

He glanced sideways at the phone message.

Wu Zhiqi smashed his game controller, expressionless, and replied:

"The moment you said Water Lord, I knew there was something up."

"Isn't it always, 'Water Lord when you need something, water monkey when you don't'?"

"Do you think I'm stupid?"

"Yes!"

Came the instant reply.

Wei Yuan looked at Wu Zhiqi's reply, heartbroken. How could I be like that? He typed furiously in response: "I swear to heaven, I swear to earth, if I'm lying to you, let heaven and earth come and punish me personally!"

"With these words, heaven, earth, man, Dao, demon, devil, god, all bear witness!"

Come out if you dare!

The white-haired Daoist was indignant, even if he was in the wrong.

Wu Zhiqi raised an eyebrow.

For a disciple of the Daoist school.

This was already a very high-level oath. Could it be that there really was some game?

Wu Zhiqi hesitated.

Wu Zhiqi was stunned by Curator Wei.

A smile appeared on Curator Wei's lips, delivering a fatal blow.

"It's a limited edition internal test account, you know."

"Only a few dozen names on the list, you know."

"Think about it, you know."

Wu Zhiqi: "…………"

……………………

"Ah, it's this late already, aren't you tired of drinking soda?"

At the bottom of the Huai River, in the small world created by Wu Zhiqi.

Wei Yuan looked at the various flavors of soda there, his lips twitching. He felt that Wu Zhiqi and the water ghost were truly a match made in heaven. Seeing that there was even [Houttuynia cordata Special Soda] and [Cilantro Lover Special Soda], Wei Yuan rationally retracted his hand that was about to grab a bottle.

"So, what game is it?"

"Oh, oh, it's, uh, a Journey to the West Heavenly Court role-playing game, you know."

The white-haired Daoist looked cheerful, his right hand reaching out from his sleeve to produce a scroll, which transformed into a phone the moment it was taken out. On the screen was something like an internal game questionnaire. He'd been with those two old men for so long.

[Fetus Transformation and Shape Changing], [Refining the False to Return to the True].

Wei Yuan's proficiency in these two supernatural abilities had risen sharply.

Speaking of which, a modern Daoist transforming into a phone was no different from an ancient Daoist transforming into a book.

In fact, if any shaman dared to ask the white-haired Daoist for a blessing, and miraculously survived the ensuing backlash of fortune, Wei Yuan dared say that he could turn the other person into a twin-tailed armored warrior in mecha armor wielding an octagonal Han sword, and the other person would obediently transform.

Wei Yuan handed the phone over, smiling brightly and sincerely: "Come on, give it a try?"

Wu Zhiqi subconsciously took it. Wei Yuan breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that the water monkey, skilled in water flow manipulation and individual combat strength, had failed to see through his transformation technique. Then again, this guy looked down on even basic [Illusion], so he was even less likely to cultivate the supreme supernatural power above [Illusion].

"Hmm… just these few?"

The water monkey flipped through the available characters, frowning and saying, "Aren't there any others?"

"What others?"

Wei Yuan pretended to be stupid.

Wu Zhiqi probed indirectly: "Ahem, I mean, isn't this list of selectable characters a little too small? You see, isn't this supposed to be a Journey to the West simulator? Why isn't there anything, uh, with unique characteristics…"

The white-haired Daoist smiled: "Yes, yes, so what kind of character do you want?"

"Speak up."

Wu Zhiqi: "Since it's Journey to the West, you see, it has to have Journey to the West characteristics."

The white-haired Daoist smiled encouragingly: "So which character do you want?"

"Don't be shy, say it."

"Say it."

You're actually a Sun Wukong fan, aren't you? You actually like playing this character a lot, right? After all, a large part of it is based on you.

Say it.

Say it bravely.

Wu Zhiqi opened his mouth, looking at Wei Yuan's smiling expression, the veins on his forehead bulging. Finally, he slammed his fist down, gnashing his teeth and saying, "You're doing this on purpose, aren't you, you bastard? Fine, fine, no matter what, if you beat me, I'll beat you!"

"The martial duel decides success or failure. The loser has no excuses!"

Wu Zhiqi threw a punch, even without using his full strength, it was still magnificent, with an undeniable powerful aura. Wei Yuan raised his hand, his palm sticking to Wu Zhiqi's wrist, and exerted a little force.

The water monkey was caught off guard and pulled forward step by step.

Slightly astonished.

The next moment, the Daoist appeared behind him, reaching out to stroke the top of Wu Zhiqi's head, which was currently in monkey form, with a look of emotion: "As expected, the feel is not bad, but it's too prickly. Raising monkeys is not as good as raising cats. Or is it that white fur really feels better than other colors?"

The veins on Wu Zhiqi's forehead bulged.

He repeatedly attacked, exchanging blows with Wei Yuan, although neither of them used their full strength.

However, he was actually at a disadvantage.

In the end, even his fur was ruffled up. The Water Lord of Huai yelled angrily: "Wei!! Yuan!!"

"Die to me!!!"

A majestic club smashed down. The white-haired Daoist stepped on the ground, connecting to the earth's ley lines. With a wave of his sleeve, the thick will of the heavens transformed, directly covering Wu Zhiqi's water club. The immense suction force caused Wu Zhiqi's expression to change. He subconsciously tightened his fingers around the end of the weapon, but he had not paid attention to it before, and now he had lost the initiative.

He stumbled forward step by step as the suction force increased.

Carelessly, his fingers loosened.

The water club became smaller and smaller, and was directly taken into the Daoist's sleeve.

The white-haired Water Lord stepped forward, staggering half a step, just ahead of the Daoist.

Wei Yuan's right hand reached out at just the right moment, and the distance was just right.

His thumb hooked on his middle finger, and then released.

He directly flicked Wu Zhiqi's forehead.

It was as if Wu Zhiqi had deliberately offered his forehead for him to flick.

Wu Zhiqi's lips twitched, and he was furious: "Wei Yuan!!!"

"Has anyone ever told you that you've become increasingly despicable lately?!"

"Eh? Really?"

Wei Yuan pondered, recalling a certain scumbag snake, and confidently said, "No!"

"On the contrary, I now feel that my personal moral standards are higher than ever before!"

……………………

A moment later, the completely defeated Wu Zhiqi gnashed his teeth and began to doubt his monkey life.

Wei Yuan sat in a chair, his Daoist robe slightly disheveled. The berserk water monkey, even with their strengths limited, was still quite troublesome. Wei Yuan suspected that the water monkey in its prime should also be in the first tier below the top ten.

It was just that it was now weakened by various seals.

"So, choosing a character is the right thing to do, right?"

Wu Zhiqi flipped through the options casually and said, "Do you have any suggestions?"

The white-haired Daoist smiled and pointed to the Antarctic Emperor of Longevity, also known as the Heavenly Lord of Primordial Beginning who Responds to Heaven and Dispels Calamity, saying, "This one is not bad. It's a four-Emperors level array… I mean, it's a four-Emperors level character. You can get a lot of bonuses, but there will also be some things that need to be handled."

"The Heavenly Lord of Primordial Beginning who Responds to Heaven and Dispels Calamity? Grand Tutor Wen Zhong from Investiture of the Gods?"

As a game-loving monkey, Wu Zhiqi of course knew about the Investiture of the Gods theme.

"Investiture of the Gods is just fan fiction."

Wei Yuan said, "Strictly speaking, this person's roots are in the Daoist school. He's the son of the Primordial Lord of Heaven and the Mysterious Jade Supreme Yuan Jing Heavenly Mother. After experiencing many tribulations, he achieved enlightenment and attained the body of the Heavenly Lord of Primordial Beginning who Responds to Heaven and Dispels Calamity, blessed with longevity and free from disasters. How about it?"

Wu Zhiqi was thoughtful: "The son of the Primordial Lord of Heaven?"

"It's not exactly insulting."

The corners of the white-haired Daoist's mouth curled up little by little, his smile bright:

"Ah, right, right, of course not."

"But, it's still not good."

Wu Zhiqi still shook his head and said:

"Since it's Journey to the West, then why isn't there the Great Sage Equaling Heaven?"

Wei Yuan said, "If you want, it's also possible… After all, strictly speaking, Sun Wukong, the Great Sage Equaling Heaven, is also an Emperor-level title. So, for the position, how about choosing the East Sea?"

"Isn't the Water Curtain Cave of Flower Fruit Mountain in the East Sea?"

"The East Sea, no problem, right?"

Wu Zhiqi didn't think too much and nodded.

Then he wrote his name on it.

The white-haired Daoist smiled, happily thinking about what Wu Zhiqi's expression would be when he found out all this. However, for Wu Zhiqi, who had been cut off from the Huai River and the Age of Gods' waterways and sealed for so long, gaining the blessing of the Huai River water system and receiving Laozi's inheritance in the mortal world would be a meteoric rise.

He should be able to reach the strongest group below the top ten.

Wei Yuan played a few more games here and was thoroughly trounced by Wu Zhiqi, trounced to the point where the white-haired Daoist fell into existential doubt—who exactly is the modern person, who exactly grew up playing games?

After losing eighteen games in a row, Curator Wei, his face blank and dazed, finally left amidst Wu Zhiqi's farewell gaze, or rather, fled in panic. He looked at the gradually disappearing stars in the sky and sighed. Could it be that Daoist disciples have a tradition of getting worse at games the higher their cultivation is?

That shouldn't be. Just now in that game, my sword should have…

Wei Yuan was unconvinced.

But he still shook his hand, and the phone in his hand transformed into a scroll with the title [Great Sage Equaling Heaven] added to it, and his name added below it. As long as he went to the East Sea afterwards and connected the East Sea with this title, it would be done.

Heh… this was by no means a simple matter.

It would require a rather complicated process.

Wei Yuan rubbed his forehead.

He thought about it. Next, he should go find Zhujiu Yin… Hmm, going to the South Sea, he might encounter Zhurong, no, there would definitely be Kai Ming's backup, so he had to be prepared, for example, treasures to suppress fortune, treasures for defense, treasures for healing.

He didn't need to worry about attack.

Hmm, he should ask Zhujiu Yin. He should know how to refine magic weapons that were sufficient to defend against the powerhouses of the Age of Gods. Wei Yuan reached out, preparing to stir the Heavenly Secrets. Now he was no longer at the level where he could only passively let Zhujiu Yin enter his dreams.

His movements paused.

Wei Yuan suddenly recalled the green-shirted woman, Xian, and the bite mark on his neck.

Wait…

If Zhujiu Yin were to detect this scene.

Wouldn't he die?

Wouldn't he die… that guy would definitely beat me into physical amnesia, right?

At least he would be subjected to a twenty-page "Ora Ora."

The Dragon of the Candle, who illuminated the Netherworld, outwardly seemed righteous and not at all vindictive.

Wei Yuan's lips twitched, and he reached out to touch the side of his neck, faintly feeling a burning sensation, as if it meant that this thing would not disappear so easily. In the end, he added layer upon layer of seals to his neck, not knowing how many layers he stacked.

"This, should be about right, right?"

"Zhujiu Yin, shouldn't be able to detect it… shouldn't be."

Wei Yuan breathed a sigh of relief.

Then he reached out, his five fingers gathered together, contacted the Lucid Dream, and stirred the karma with Zhujiu Yin.

His true spirit entered the Lucid Dream.

He saw the familiar scenery, saw Ji Xuanyuan, Shennong, saw Da Yi and Kua Fu, and the gray robe that was forever shrouded in a layer of gray mist…

The expression of the white-haired Daoist slightly solidified.

He,

Saw Zhujiu Yin's [True Face].

ps: Second update today………… Thank you for Da Ya Zhi Tang's generous reward, thank you~

I had a check-up yesterday, and I went to get the test report this afternoon. My condition is okay. If I pay attention in the future, it won't be too serious. I opened a few bottles of medicine, which was a false alarm. Everyone should pay attention to their health and safety.

Tomorrow should resume normal update time.