Madmen don't keep diaries

Chapter 347 346 Million Laiqiu Comes to Settle Accounts
The smoke and dust cleared.

The ruins of the Broken Wave Bridge are now visible.

It collapsed into a jagged, gentle slope, starting from the bottom city and extending all the way to the upper city.

The "road" haphazardly paved with broken bricks and tiles is far from being smooth, but at least there is a road.

This road will need time to be repaired.

Feng Xiuhu looked up and, with the high wall no longer obstructing his view, his field of vision instantly opened up. With just a glance, he could see the bustling port area on the other side of the wall—

Well, the port area is even worse now, not as good as the bottom city.

Suddenly a gust of wind blew in, carrying all the smoke that Feng Xiuhu had just exhaled into his nose.

Wan Laiqiu appeared before Feng Xiuhu.

His face was grim, and the smell of blood on his body was still strong, indicating that his murderous aura had not yet dissipated.

Just as Wan Laiqiu was about to question Feng Xiuhu, he suddenly caught a glimpse of Mr. Gray standing to the side.

He immediately regained his solemn expression and respectfully bowed to Mr. Gray: "I pay my respects to the Venerable Wanlai of the Wind and Rain Temple. May the wind and rain be at peace, Venerable Gray."

Upon hearing this, Feng Xiuhu was delighted.

It seems the Empress has given the order.

He teased Wan Laiqiu, "I can't believe you're so old, yet you're so quick to embrace new things."

Wan Laiqiu's expression remained unchanged, yet he felt it was perfectly reasonable: "Even Xi Jun has the Devouring God by his side, so what's wrong with Your Majesty having the Gray Immortal's help?"

A hint of displeasure crept into his mind: "What do you mean by 'protecting yourself'? I'm not a thing—we're cooperating."

Feng Xiuhu affirmed this, saying, "You really are a scoundrel."

Just as Shi was about to erupt in anger, Wan Laiqiu glared at him first: "You brat! How dare you insult me?"

Feng Xiuhu was taken aback, realizing there had been a misunderstanding, and quickly waved his hand to explain, "I wasn't talking about you."

Wan Laiqiu subconsciously turned to look at Mr. Hui, his face darkening again: "Even Mr. Hui is unacceptable. He is now my temple's guardian deity. Disrespecting Mr. Hui is disrespecting the Empress."

Feng Xiuhu didn't know how to talk to him.

Fortunately, Mr. Gray spoke up at that moment.

He rubbed his hands together rather awkwardly: "It's a pleasure to meet you, Master Miaozun."

“Um… if I remember correctly, it seems that our discussions with Ms. Fengyu didn’t include the clause about changing my name…”

"Oh, of course, I'm not expressing any dissatisfaction, it's just that... cough, I still prefer my original name."

Mr. Gray appeared visibly awkward talking so much with a complete stranger he was meeting for the first time.

Wan Laiqiu listened attentively, then nodded solemnly: "I understand. I will convey the divine decree as soon as I return to the palace."

"What are you waiting for?"

Feng Xiuhu, hands on his hips, adopted a show of force and said, "Hurry up and get on with it."

Wan Laiqiu's gaze swept over, his eyes turning unfriendly again: "There's a sequence to things, I haven't settled accounts with you yet."

He pointed to the ruins of the Broken Wave Bridge behind him and demanded, "Did you do this?"

Feng Xiuhu replied without batting an eye: "No, I just arrived too."

Wan Laiqiu's eye twitched: "Can't you have any shame?"

Feng Xiuhu retorted angrily, "You're shameless! You're wronging an innocent person!"

Wan Laiqiu's gaze turned gloomy, and his long robe billowed in the strong wind.

Seeing that things were not going well, Feng Xiuhu turned and ran. A gust of wind swept in, and in the blink of an eye, it lifted Feng Xiuhu into the air.

Feng Xiuhu flailed wildly in mid-air, but Wan Laiqiu straightened his body.

With no one else around, Wan Laiqiu finally spoke.

He stared at Feng Xiuhu with a serious look: "The Empress has already told me that you are the worldly inspector appointed by the God of Eclipse. The traces on the Broken Wave Bridge are obvious. What are you still hiding?"

Feng Xiuhu was stunned: "Is that what Her Majesty said?"

But he quickly realized that the Empress was providing him with convenience while also protecting him as much as possible.

"She really made me cry to death."

Feng Xiuhu covered his mouth: "Old Wan, you don't understand the Empress's gentleness."

Wan Laiqiu frowned: "No one understands Your Majesty better than me."

"You understand now."

Feng Xiuhu was too lazy to argue with him, and pointed below, saying, "The Broken Wave Bridge was demolished by the God of Erosion. If you have any objections, go talk to him."

Wan Laiqiu's face froze. After a moment's thought, he realized that these words did not seem to be false—given Feng Xiuhu's level of skill, it seemed that he really did not have such great ability.

His tone softened: "Why would the God of Eclipse do this? The Broken Wave Bridge was built to commemorate the Goddess. It is the face of Sail City, as well as the face of the temple and the Goddess. The Goddess has always shared weal and woe with Xi Jun and was of one mind with him. How could the God of Eclipse act recklessly in the Goddess's territory?"

Feng Xiuhu replied, "Because it's not just you who care about face. This face is too big, so big that you can't see that there's a group of people who will never earn a face in their entire lives."

Wan Laiqiu's expression changed slightly, and he warned in a deep voice, "These words are highly disrespectful. I advise you to be careful what you say."

"I don't need to be careful with my words."

Feng Xiuhu earnestly reminded him, "Now the temple needs my help. The tables have turned, Old Wan."

Wan Laiqiu pursed his lips and fell silent, his eyes flickering as if he were lost in thought.

Feng Xiuhu waved his hand, knowing that Wan Laiqiu was firmly in the position of the temple's leader and there was no reasoning between them, so he signaled Wan Laiqiu to let him go.

The two landed on a rooftop, and Feng Xiuhu saw from afar that the crowd below the white stone wall was gradually gathering in their direction—everyone had been drawn over by the commotion of the Broken Wave Bridge collapsing.

"I think this is good."

Feng Xiuhu said softly, "Don't rebuild—if you don't agree, I'll have Mr. Gray talk to you."

Wan Laiqiu was silent for a moment, then nodded: "As you wish."

Feng Xiuhu couldn't help but laugh, and together with Wan Laiqiu, they walked towards the crowd.

As Feng Xiuhu walked, he asked, "The fact that you can spare the time to cause trouble for me means that the situation in the Upper City District has stabilized, right?"

Wan Laiqiu nodded: "Fendre Zhou wanted to escape into the spirit world and seek the protection of the Misty God Kingdom. Little did he know that I had previously set up a great formation with a hundred Wind and Sails Formation Talismans to trap him in a corner; then I set up a trap with Wind and Rain Talismans. When he had nowhere to go and returned to the mortal world, he stepped into the Heavenly Cliff."

Wan Laiqiu chuckled coldly, "I used the power of the evil god's resentment to kill him on the spot."

He spoke lightly, but Feng Xiuhu could easily imagine the danger of that battle—at least for Findlay Zhou.

Wan Laiqiu dusted off his sleeves: "After Fendere Zhou was executed, the remaining Church soldiers all surrendered. I have ordered Bu Xugui to drive the Church members out of the city and have sent disciples from the temple to supervise them."

Feng Xiuhu was puzzled: "Regulation?"

Wan Laiqiu nodded and said, "I have already sent a message to the Great Xuan Army. They will arrive in just a few days. At that time, these people will be handed over to the Great Xuan Army for disposal. There is no need for the temple to worry about it."

Feng Xiuhu nodded in realization.

He asked, "Since the God of Mist has been detained by the Queen, does that mean the Church of Mist will no longer exist?"

Wan Laiqiu smiled helplessly and shook his head, saying, "It's not that simple. The mortal world has its own rules, and it won't collapse instantly just because a true god has fallen. Besides, the Western God won't sit idly by—he might support a subordinate god to take over the position of the God of Mist."

(End of this chapter)