Reborn right after ascending to immortality?

Chapter 12 Bystander: What did you do to that girl?
"Hohohohooh oh oh."

Looking at the composed and indifferent lawyer Zhang in front of her, An Sheng's expression changed drastically. She hadn't done anything!
Has the version already iterated to this point that people can be accused of trolling even when they haven't done anything?

Try slapping me again.
"Huh?" Seeing An Sheng's alarmed expression, Zhang the lawyer tilted his head curiously.

An Sheng immediately sensed something was wrong. Looking at Zhang the lawyer's calm and natural expression, it was as if she hadn't realized there was anything wrong with her words.

He immediately realized that Zhang the lawyer's faith had been altered, and the latter was still influenced by the 'red rope and copper coin'. But he himself hadn't done it, so who had?
Zhang Yan's divine sense briefly invaded An Sheng's spiritual platform. An Sheng quickly arrived at the answer.

Bai Susu dried.

Only the Impermanent Immortal could pull off such a birth.

She must have said something to Zhang Yan's consciousness, causing some kind of negative impact.

An Sheng tried to open the Impermanence Contract and used the blood of the immortal to reflect on Zhang the lawyer. Strands of sinful karma emerged, and the Impermanence Contract immediately revealed the latter's current state:
[Zhang Yan]

[The Cause of Sin: Five Hundred Years]

[Abnormal Daoist Mindset (lasting for one hour)]

[In the following time, every word spoken will naturally be replaced with 'hohoho' and 'oh oh oh'.]

An Sheng's face darkened. This was indeed something Bai Susu would do. This prison demon was a complete chaotic evil!
On the surface, he seems aloof and cold, but in private, he's more powerful than anyone else.

During this period, every word Zhang Yan said would be replaced, and she would treat it as common sense without any doubt.

The red rope and copper coin lasted only an hour, but there were still a few minutes left before the lawyers' debate in the courtroom began. Could Zhang Yan, currently in a state of "ho" as a comma and "oh" as a period, be allowed to confront the judge in court?

When the judge asks the prisoner if they know they are guilty, you answer with an "oh oh oh" sound.

This isn't just contempt of court; this is a strong court!

An Sheng felt that this scene wouldn't pass censorship.

"Zhang the lawyer."

Seeing Zhang Yan's eagerness and the light in his eyes, An Sheng knew that the other party was no good either, having committed crimes for five hundred years without being caught, and having even hypnotized him in his past life.
But I should at least give you a heads-up, An Sheng said, "I think you shouldn't go to the debate later. I can go by myself."

Ah.

Lawyer Zhang glanced at An Sheng and shook his head helplessly. It seemed that the child did not trust his abilities.

They're just small fry kids.

She is an outstanding graduate of the Literary Dao Sect, a genius among geniuses, eloquent and eloquent, and has never lost a lawsuit since her debut.

An Sheng wants to personally go and debate?

He must have wanted to make a name for himself and get promoted because so many influential figures from the righteous path were present.

Zhang Yan's lips curled into a slightly contemptuous smile. But junior brother, the way of debate is not child's play. It involves profound academic knowledge and emphasizes verbal sparring. An Sheng is overestimating himself.

Zhang Yan wouldn't let An Sheng waste such a great stage.

Immediately, she eloquently and logically explained the principles of debate to An Sheng, persuading him to recognize reality and abandon his overconfident ideas, all for An Sheng's own good.

They were exchanging heated words.

"Hooray, oh hooray, oh oh oh."

Noticing the strange, probing gaze directed at him from the side, even someone with a thick skin couldn't hold back any longer.

"Senior Sister Zhang, let's talk about these things back home." He sighed.

Seeing An Sheng's nonchalant attitude, Zhang the lawyer became even angrier.

The greatest insult is to be ignored. The lawyer Zhang, who was good at reading people, could clearly see that the latter had not listened to a single word of his long, earnest, and well-reasoned persuasion.

Just before the debate, the client suddenly wants to change lawyers?

This is a trampling on Zhang Yan's profession.

If this gets out, Zhang Yan will become a laughing stock in the industry.

"Oh, oh, oh, oh." Zhang Yan frowned and patiently explained the seriousness of the matter to An Sheng.

Although he couldn't understand what Zhang was saying, An Sheng could vaguely understand what she meant. He said somewhat awkwardly and frankly, "Sister Zhang, if I may be so bold, I think it would be a big problem if you actually went on stage."

An Sheng considers herself to have high emotional intelligence.

He couldn't very well tell Zhang Yanming now, "You were influenced by the red rope and copper coins." If he did, how would he explain himself for swallowing the latter's coins? Would he return them?

There's no reason to return what's in An Sheng's pocket; otherwise, how could he be the 'Wuchang Demon Child'? How could he survive in the demonic path?

Zhang Yan failed to understand An Sheng's earnest advice; on the contrary, she blushed instantly upon hearing An Sheng's words.

Words are secondary; the main thing is to maintain a calm and composed attitude.

Very sincere, very natural.

The truth is the sharpest weapon.

In those clear, innocent eyes, Zhang Yan couldn't find a single lie—An Sheng genuinely believed that having her participate in the debate would be a laughing stock.

Zhang Yan's previously composed and elegant persona could no longer be maintained.

She was getting a little anxious, and her tone naturally rose and became louder, showing the extent of her anger, which drew more attention. As soon as Zhang Yan raised her voice, An Sheng quickly tried to calm her down, "Don't shout so loudly, everyone can hear you!"

Ha, you're afraid of being overheard too?
Withdrawing the order right before the debate starts—you know you're in the wrong?
Let's all be the judges today!
Zhang Yan smiled confidently, determined to speak loudly.

More people were drawn by the sound and quietly gathered around.

'That was quite a show. Did you use some kind of magic weapon?'

"This is a courtroom! In broad daylight! The world is going to hell!"

'Young people these days...'

'Look at that lawyer, his face is all red.'

Passersby were filled with all sorts of thoughts.

"Oh oh oh."

The more An Sheng asked Zhang Yan to keep his voice down, the louder the latter became, spewing out all sorts of sarcastic and sarcastic words, and righteously accusing An Sheng of her crimes to those around him.

As expected of a literary genius, she immediately brought out her signature laning skills, displaying remarkable literary talent and eloquence.

As Zhang Yan's actions became increasingly volatile, some onlookers voiced their true feelings, expressing their sincere admiration:

"That girl is really brave!"

"I've never seen anyone so bold!"

The praise from those around her for her courage made Zhang Yan's lips curl into a slight smile, which was then replaced by a disdainful one. She had always been a brave girl, even daring to point her finger and curse the infamous, fickle demon.

"Oh, oh, oh."

Despite Zhang Yan's eloquent and literary talent, An Sheng's expression remained unchanged, as if she hadn't heard a thing. Seeing An Sheng's demeanor, Zhang Yan felt a surge of fighting spirit; she hadn't met her match in a long time.

As expected of a demon child without the driftwood, its defense is indeed high.

This man was a formidable adversary. Lawyer Zhang frowned even more deeply, gritted his teeth, and his words became increasingly fierce.

What worried Zhang the lawyer the most was that, despite such a setback, An Sheng was not worried at all. On the contrary, he reassured himself, "Don't worry."

"You're absolutely right."

An Sheng said helplessly, not only was he not in a hurry, but he was even a little nervous, "Please calm down first, don't rush, I didn't mean to offend you."

Lawyer Zhang could even detect that An Sheng's lips curled up in a barely perceptible arc, which the latter then tried to suppress and control—a discovery that enraged Lawyer Zhang.

She was destined for a position in the Ministry of Personnel, how could she tolerate being insulted by someone as lowly as An Sheng!
The girl's blush surpassed any other blush.

Zhang Yan was clearly even more embarrassed than before. Her beautiful face was flushed with anger, turning a deep crimson like the sunset. Her teeth trembled slightly as she clenched them, and her shoulders also trembled slightly. Her whole body trembled slightly with rage, and her white robe was soaked with sweat.

Her cursing tone was extremely sharp and aggressive, reaching an all-time high.

The surrounding teenagers were all amazed when they heard this.

"Stop with the reddish-brown color!" An Sheng finally couldn't hold back anymore. "You look even more like it when you're reddish-brown!"

But all of this will only make Zhang Yan even more popular!
"You win."

Seeing that the crowd of onlookers was growing larger and larger, An Sheng gave up completely.

Even he couldn't stand it anymore, so he chose to comply, "Okay, I won't go, you go alone."

Go die alone, I'm not going with you.

Seeing An Sheng's appearance, Zhang Yan knew that he had finally won; without a doubt, it was a victory for Wen Dao.

The surrounding onlookers—especially the enthusiastic young men in the Immortal Ladder who were practicing the Mountain-Moving Technique—loved to cheer and applaud, offering heartfelt praise:
"wonderful performance!"

"What a feast for the eyes!"

"Absolutely amazing! Exhilarating!"

"What a thrilling and exciting match!"

Ah.

Even the onlookers praised my excellent writing skills.

The eyes of the masses are discerning!

Zhang Yang, head held high and chest puffed out, felt the fervent admiration of those around him, basked in the cheers of the crowd, and savored this hard-won victory.

She knew that her performance had won over everyone.

Just then, a broadcast from the Immortal Stone came from not far away.

"File No. 107, please have Zhang Yan, the attorney for file No. 107, enter the defense courtroom."

An Sheng watched Zhang the lawyer's arrogant figure as he left, and thought to himself.

"Then I wish her all the best."

(End of this chapter)