Alien Dust

Chapter 568: Impartial Du Mao
In Baihu Mansion, nine martial gods were sitting in the hall, including the martial god Fei Que, who still had some bruises on his face.

Seeing how angry Changchou Wushen was, she immediately added fuel to the fire and said, "That stinky girl was like a doe in heat. After she saw that human from the lineage of Nuwa, she believed whatever he said. I was wondering how we could leave the fate of our Zhenwu Continent to such a yellow-haired girl!"

"Ruan Muhan really acted too impulsively this time. Even though she has made a lot of contributions to the stability of our super continent over the years, she cannot escape the protection of the immortals."

"Her vision is still too narrow. She doesn't understand how powerful immortals are."

"Yes, the seven immortals in the closed-door meeting are just the younger generation of the immortal lineage. Assisting them to overcome the tribulation is only a ten-year tribulation. They may not be of any help to our Zhenwu Continent, but the immortal seniority behind them is what we need to make friends with. Their every joy and anger is related to the rise and fall of our Zhenwu Super Continent. For so many years, our Zhenwu Continent has been unable to compete with the Holy Sect and Daxuan. Isn't it because there is no guidance from the true immortals behind us?"

"Hehe, actually there's nothing wrong with taking an unconventional approach. Our Zhenwu Super Continent is already in an awkward position. The superior humans won't play with us, and we disdain to establish diplomatic relations with the inferior humans. Let alone the black immortal, his martial arts are worthy of recognition. He humiliated the young immortal Shang Hu in public, and suppressed the immortal Peng Feng with his soul. There's only half a month left, so everyone should be patient." said a martial god in a gray martial arts robe.

"Where is Du Wushen? Isn't it time for him to come out? Let Du Mao go and persuade her first. If Ruan Muhan doesn't change her mind, our Wushen Academy will have no choice but to revoke her decision-making qualifications." said the White-faced Wushen.

"Yes, no matter how big the matter is, we should meet and talk about it first, and don't be too radical. Moreover, if we get rid of Ruan Muhan, our Martial God Academy will lose a lot of people's support. There is nothing that we can't sit down and talk about. When Du Mao arrives, we eleven Martial Gods will also hold a closed-door meeting. We can just be suspicious of each other and fight with each other on weekdays. If we can't unite when we arrive in Infinite City, we will be laughed at by outsiders, and it will be extremely detrimental to our future development." said the gray-robed Martial God.

……

Infinite City, Bagua Martial Arts Arena.

Du Mao wiped the blood from his nose and stepped on the face of the immortal boy with one foot.

"Humph, you are the only one who can make progress. Can't I make progress too?"

"You were very proud of stepping on my head with your cloth shoes last time, right? This time I specially wore the shoes that I haven't changed in my three months of seclusion. I heard that you immortals have a very sensitive sense of smell, so you can feel my hard work and sweat in the past three months!"

Du Mao grinned happily, his smile was extremely bright.

The fair-skinned boy who was stepped on by him was already furious, and the sweaty shoes that had not been washed for more than three months hit his face, which almost made him vomit. It seemed that the immortal energy meridians in his body were eroded, and he didn't have the strength to resist at all.

"Just wait... In less than half a month, I will definitely make you... Ugh, I will never wear such stinky shoes!" The young man was also retching and cursing.

“You young brat, you are relying on your magical powers as immortals to show off in front of your grandpa. Do you really think I can’t deal with you? Go back to the mountains and practice for another hundred years. Now the only way you can defeat me, Du Mao, is to rely on your turtle-like lifespan to survive until my old age. But when I am in my prime, you can never defeat me!” Du Mao finally lifted his stinky feet.

The boy was already vomiting violently.

It doesn’t matter if I lose. I’ve lost a pair of shoes that have been soaked with sweat from three months of use. I really want to destroy this dirty body of mine and rebuild a new one.

"God Du Wu is awesome, he overpowers the immortal genius!"

"As expected, he is one of the strongest men in Zhenwu Continent!"

"This is what a god should be like. Immortals will be beaten without hesitation."

The human heroes and minor gods who were watching also praised and cheered.

I thought that the geniuses of the immortals had endless potential, and their strength would be far ahead of that of the human race. I never expected that Du Mao was also a martial arts genius. His strength increased dramatically after his retreat. I'm afraid he has already become the most brilliant existence in the Zhenwu Continent. Even in the entire Cangchu Divine Realm, he is one of the most advanced gods.

"Brother... I don't want to live anymore!" The immortal boy flew into the clouds, his eyes unable to open due to the smoke.

"It's okay, it's okay. The gods of the human race are peerless geniuses born from billions of lives. It's normal that some of them are more powerful than us immortals." In the cloud light, the socially anxious immortal Bai Yue sat there, comforting his junior brother, "Look at Shang Hu, who is of the same generation as you. Not long ago, he was kicked like a football by a god of the human race. Until now, he dare not go out to see people."

"Can he compete with me? I can beat a hundred of them by myself!" said the young immortal dissatisfiedly.

"Practice hard after you go back, and don't keep those unnecessary magical herbs and pets all day long. After all, those are just playthings that will ruin your life..." said Bai Yue, the socially anxious immortal.

"Help me deal with him. Senior Brother Bai, you can kill him with just one hand. I can't swallow this." said the young immortal.

"Oh, there are so many people down there, I don't dare..."

"..." The young immortal was speechless. Looking at the sweat oozing from his senior brother's forehead, he realized that it was not fake.

"I'll go find the senior sister." The young immortal thought about it and felt that this senior brother did have the temperament of a loser. He was obviously a noble true immortal, but he was extremely afraid of contact with people.

"The eldest sister is not in good condition, you'd better not disturb her."

"Then what should I do with this breath?"

"Just swallow it."

"I just can't swallow it. No, I'm going to ask my uncle from the Holy Sect for help!"...

In Baihu Mansion, Du Mao strode into the Martial God Hall with great confidence.

Along the way, the gods of the superior human race all looked up to him, and countless people took the initiative to make friends with him.

It was worth his seclusion to comprehend the supreme martial arts, and his strength improved significantly.

"God Du, I heard that you have just established a reputation for our Zhenwu Continent in the entire Infinite City. You are worthy of being the martial arts genius that our Zhenwu Continent has not seen in ten thousand years..." Fei Que saw Du Mao stepping in and immediately raised his voice to praise him.

The smile on Du Mao's face never disappeared. He sat in the main seat. No one else dared to have any opinions and some even asked for his opinion.

"What's wrong?" Du Mao saw that all the war gods were looking at him, as if they wanted to say something but hesitated, so he raised his eyebrows and asked.

Du Mao was not interested in the matter of Zhenwu Continent assisting the immortals to overcome the tribulation. He came to the Infinite City to challenge the immortals who were known to be the most powerful. He enjoyed the feeling of sparring with the immortal masters... In the world of the painting scroll, he could not beat Fairy Gong Qin, but could he not beat you little immortal brats?
"The Ruan Wushen, whom you strongly support, has done something extremely extraordinary. Although you don't care about worldly affairs, this is related to the fate of our Zhenwu Continent in the next ten years. I think no matter how much you love her, you still have to severely reprimand her for her reckless behavior this time, otherwise our entire Zhenwu Continent will become a laughing stock of the human race." said the White-faced Wushen.

Chang Chou sat on the same level as Du Mao, but Chang Chou did not speak at this time, allowing the martial gods of his faction to speak.

Du Mao listened carefully to the whole story and a bit of anger appeared on his face.

"Calling her back is also my fault for giving her too much power over the years. She is unable to make wise judgments on major issues. Please rest assured, although I have made it clear in the Martial God Academy that she is the one who makes the decisions for me, I will definitely handle this matter fairly and will not be biased at all!" Du Mao said.

To put things in perspective, Du Mao's challenge to the immortals was public, and some warlike immortals were also happy to compete with human gods.

But the immortals who need to transcend tribulation also sincerely want to help the human race prosper. Ruan Muhan did not do what she should do, so she should be punished.

"Since God Du has said so, I will not intervene. God Du Wu should calm down. You have just won the respect of all human beings for our Zhenwu Continent, which is a cause for celebration. For the unity of our entire Wushen Academy, there is no need to be too harsh on her. Just abolish her decision-making power." Chang Chou acted very magnanimously at this time.

The others have already started the fire, and if he continues to say anything, it will only cause Du Mao's resistance. If he pleads for Ruan Muhan at this time, Du Mao might become more ruthless and impartial for the sake of justice.

"Nuan Wushen has been called back. She will be here shortly."

……

Ten war gods were waiting in the hall. Each of them had a fierce look on their face. They were all very dissatisfied with Ruan Muchan's decision.

However, due to Ruan Muhan's current strength and reputation, and Du Mao's absolute support, the other martial gods did not dare to take any extreme actions.

"God Du Wu, God Chang Wu." Ruan Muchan walked into the hall, saluted the two seniors, and then stood there, waiting for the criticism of the two gods of war.

She was naturally mentally prepared. The other Martial Gods in the Martial God Academy did not dare to accuse her in person, but these two were qualified.

"Ruan Muhan, you are responsible for the fate of trillions of people in the entire Zhenwu Super Continent. It is because we trust you that you came forward to contact the immortals at this human meeting and make decisions on behalf of our entire Martial God Academy. Why did you listen to evil and choose someone who pretended to be an immortal... I once lived with a genius of the immortal race for a long time, and I know that the immortals have great powers. They can really rewrite the fate of the human race by their own strength. I am very disappointed with this incident. How can I explain to the big brother who cares about the whole world? I must punish you!" Du Mao said.

"He knows about this." Ruan Muhan replied calmly.

"Who? My brother Wu? He's also here in Infinite City?"

"The Black Immortal is him." Ruan Muhan was too lazy to talk nonsense and told Du Mao.

When Du Mao heard this, he stood up from his chair.

Du Mao, who had just been disappointed with his son and wanted to punish him for a just cause, changed his expression at the speed of light, with a smile all over his face: "Great! You are worthy of being the leader of my clan. I said that you can take up the responsibility of my clan. Ruan Muhan, I was right about you. You are a wise choice, wise and decisive..."

"Du... God Du, what's wrong with you?" Chang Chou was confused.

The other martial gods also looked at each other, wondering what Du Wushen was up to. Where did his righteous and impartial spirit just now appear?
"You know nothing!" Du Wushen was a rough man, and he cursed, "I, Du Mao, fully support her. From now on, her decision will be my decision. If you have any objections, you have to beat me first!"

Everyone in the Martial God Academy was also dumbfounded.

You, Du Mao, just stepped on a genius from the immortal family. The news spread throughout Infinite City in an instant. How many people can be your opponent, Du Mao?

How can this be unbiased? It's simply telling other martial gods that those who obey her will prosper, and those who defy her will perish!

(End of this chapter)