"How should we handle the Eastern Immortal?" Pope Paul asked.
Now that Xia Feng had arrived, deciding how to deal with the Dark Spirit would naturally fall to Xia Feng.
Pope Paul would not overstep his bounds. Since he had decided to be a sycophant, he had to have the awareness of one.
Upon hearing this, the Dark Spirit flinched.
Life and death rested on Xia Feng's words. After living for so long, pursuing his own Great Dao was still a distant prospect in the long cultivation journey. To die before even starting, no one would be willing.
The Dark Spirit felt there was still a chance to salvage the situation.
Before Xia Feng could speak, the Dark Spirit immediately begged for mercy: "Great Eastern Immortal, I know my plea now is too frivolous, but I am willing to go to Japan with the Pope to atone for my impulsive actions today."
Xia Feng looked at the Dark Spirit without speaking.
Not receiving Xia Feng's acknowledgment, the Dark Spirit knew this method of survival was insufficient. He continued: "Eastern Immortal, I know of a legend regarding the Ten Great Divine Artifacts of Huaxia, which I learned when I inherited the Yaksha lineage."
The Ten Great Divine Artifacts of Huaxia, also known as the Ten Great Ancient Divine Artifacts.
They were: the Donghuang Bell, the Xuanyuan Sword, the Pangu Axe, the Refining Demon Pot, the Haotian Pagoda, the Fuxi Qin, the Shennong Ding, the Kongtong Seal, the Kunlun Mirror, and the Nuwa Stone.
Xia Feng's interest was piqued, and he asked, "What information did you obtain?"
Seeing Xia Feng's interest, the Dark Spirit suddenly saw hope and quickly confessed: "The Donghuang Bell."
After Donghuang Taiyi's death, the Donghuang Bell disappeared, and no one knew its whereabouts.
However, the fact that the Dark Spirit claimed to know this news made Xia Feng very curious.
The Donghuang Bell was the foremost among the Ten Great Ancient Divine Artifacts.
"Tell me," Xia Feng inquired.
"My inheritance is from the Yaksha Heavenly God. The Yaksha Heavenly God was contemporaneous with the ancient Heavenly Gods of Huaxia, so the Yaksha Heavenly God had heard of the Donghuang Bell's whereabouts."
"In my inheritance, the whereabouts of the Donghuang Bell were described in only ten words: 'Taiyi buried in the East, it appears when the moon is full at Penglai!'"
The Dark Spirit quickly revealed all the information he possessed.
As for why the Dark Spirit, knowing of the Donghuang Bell's whereabouts, had not gone to search for it himself, he was self-aware.
He lacked the strength; if he truly went searching, he probably wouldn't even be enough to fill the gaps in their teeth.
After pondering for a moment, Xia Feng waved his hand, releasing the Dark Spirit from his restraint.
This information was quite important to Xia Feng. As for its truthfulness, it was at least useful.
The Yaksha was also an ancient Heavenly God, and his lineage offered a credible reason for this knowledge.
"Thank you, Eastern Immortal, for sparing my life," the Dark Spirit said respectfully after being freed. He then turned to Pope Paul and said, "Your Excellency Pope, please allow me to accompany you to Japan."
Damn it.
He had almost been killed by the Japanese. To not seek revenge for such an offense would be ungentlemanly.
After cultivating for so long, to be implicated by a few weaklings, the Dark Spirit could not let this grievance go.
"You are welcome," Pope Paul smiled.
Even if the Dark Spirit hadn't said it, Pope Paul would have brought him along to Japan. Such a good fighter was hard to find.
He preferred not to exert himself if possible; assisting with morale would be ideal.
When it was time to depart, he would notify King Hughes as well. More people would make it livelier.
The Japanese were very insidious. Who knew what unknown dangers lurked? Especially Susanoo-no-Mikoto, the sea god of Japan. Who knew if he was dead.
Xia Feng was also happy to have some leisure. It was fine if they went to Japan to handle these trivial matters, preventing them from causing trouble later.
Even if they didn't go, Xia Feng would have resolved it himself.
"Eastern Immortal, we bid you farewell. Thank you for your guidance. Paul will always be your loyal subordinate," Pope Paul bowed deeply to Xia Feng once more.
"Go on," Xia Feng waved his hand and turned to leave.
Pope Paul and the Dark Spirit watched Xia Feng depart. Then, the Dark Spirit turned to Pope Paul and asked, "Your Excellency Pope, I've heard your staff possesses extremely strong healing powers. I was severely injured by you; would you be willing to use it once? This way, I can act more conveniently when we go to Japan."
"No problem, we are partners now," Pope Paul smiled, not refusing the Dark Spirit's request.
Then, the staff appeared in his hand, and a white light shone upon the Dark Spirit, appearing quite divine.
After a long while, Pope Paul retracted his staff. He prepared to contact King Hughes.
Pope Paul took out his phone and called King Hughes.
Although these individuals were all top cultivators globally, taking out a mobile phone might seem a bit incongruous, but the idea of keeping pace with the times had to be maintained.
Technological advancement had indeed brought immense convenience to humanity.
For instance, Pope Paul could notify King Hughes, who was far away in America, with just a phone call.
"Hello, I am in Huaxia. We will meet in Japan," Pope Paul said after the call connected.
"You are in Huaxia? What are you doing in Huaxia?" King Hughes asked.
"I just met the Eastern Immortal. He assigned me a small task. Don't ask too many questions. I'm just informing you, and you wouldn't dare refuse."
Pope Paul was too lazy to engage in lengthy conversation with King Hughes. The less he explained, the better.
How could King Hughes dare to refuse? Regardless of whether it was true or false, he was duty-bound when it concerned Xia Feng.
"Alright, see you in Japan. I'll set off immediately," King Hughes asked no further questions.
"OK," Pope Paul said, then hung up the phone.
"Let's go, old friend. I hope you behave well in Japan," Pope Paul smiled and took the lead.
The Dark Spirit said nothing more and followed behind Pope Paul.
The two left Fudan University one after another. Upon exiting, the Dark Spirit couldn't help but ask, "What exactly is the identity of that Eastern Immortal?"
He had no doubt about Xia Feng's strength. He could feel that a mere glance from Xia Feng could turn him into ashes.
"Didn't you say it yourself? He's an immortal," Pope Paul smiled elegantly.
"What is the extent of his strength?" the Dark Spirit asked.
"For an ant to inquire about a god's realm is to court self-destruction. I advise you not to be too curious," Pope Paul warned.
The Dark Spirit did not expect his curiosity to earn him Pope Paul's cold reply. He wisely closed his mouth and remained silent.
"However, it's not that I can't tell you," Pope Paul suddenly chuckled.
The Dark Spirit looked at him with a suspicious gaze.
Pope Paul then slowly stated:
"He is the last god in this world. Even if your lineage master, the Yaksha, were to appear, he would not escape death."
Hearing this, the Dark Spirit was so frightened he took a step back, his eyes filled with terror and disbelief.
"Damn Japanese, today's grudge will be repaid a hundredfold."