Anime Crossover: This Holy Lord Only Wants Friendly Communication

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This person had some ideas, and after he finished speaking, everyone else nodded in agreement.

"but......"

The man paused for a moment before speaking: "That magician... that so-called 'Old Man' seems to excite Xuanwu every time he comes here and interacts with it. Clearly, he seems to be able to communicate with Xuanwu directly and effectively."

His presence will make it difficult for us to tame Xuanwu. What if, given enough time, he establishes a stable and solid relationship with Xuanwu first? Wouldn't all our efforts be in vain, just a waste of time and effort, benefiting him instead?

The scene fell silent once again.

"but......"

The middle-aged woman said, "Every time that old man comes, he tells us a piece of information he has gathered at the end of the visit. Many of our research breakthroughs and even achievements are thanks in no small part to that old man."

Moreover, he wasn't a magician performing tricks at all. He was completely different from those self-proclaimed magician families we'd recruited; he was a genuine, capable mage. Otherwise, how could he have directly communicated with Xuanwu?

No sooner had the middle-aged woman finished speaking than the middle-aged man with glasses immediately retorted.

"Whether he has told us all the information he knows is still unknown."

Who knows if he withheld any crucial information?

Moreover, every time he comes, he's rambling on and on, saying things that are completely incomprehensible, muttering to himself. He's also incredibly irritable and strange, just like an old goat! Last time he even slapped me!

Furthermore, everything related to Xuanwu was provided by us; he was merely invited to conduct research. We heard they came from overseas, didn't they? We don't know what they're really up to, so we must be on guard. I suggest that after this demon incident, we immediately cease his research on Xuanwu and forbid him and his family from ever entering District Thirteen again!

The middle-aged man with glasses got increasingly angry halfway through his speech, but he had a pretty good mental fortitude and quickly regained his composure.

He finally came to a conclusion, then looked up, glanced around, and observed the expressions of the others.

The person who spoke first had a thoughtful look in their eyes, clearly wavering.

The bearded middle-aged man seemed somewhat disapproving; he frowned but remained silent.

The middle-aged woman responded, "In my opinion, let's discuss this matter later. We haven't even dealt with the demons yet, and we know too little about them. We still need the old man's help."

Moreover, doing so would be highly inappropriate. Our country lacks the profound cultural heritage of the nations in the East. This sacred beast, Xuanwu, is indeed a potential turning point for us, and the old man has clearly stated that he will not return to live in the East. Why can't we win him over and make him one of our own?"

The middle-aged woman disagreed with the bespectacled man's words. In her opinion, besides acting for the country, the bespectacled man's actions were probably also motivated by resentment towards the person who slapped him on the head and called him stupid.

You can't blame him for that. After all, anyone who reaches that position is proud and arrogant, and only has unwavering faith in what they've researched.

However, in reality, nothing in this world can be definitively concluded.

He seriously questioned many of the old man's words and kept interrupting, offering his own shallow and insignificant opinions. It was understandable that the old man couldn't hold back and slapped him.

If it weren't for the incompatibility, she sometimes would have wanted to slap him.

Besides, he's an elderly person. It's one thing to be disrespectful, but to jump around like that is just asking for trouble.

"That makes sense."

The leader spoke, bringing the matter to a close.

"Let's handle it this way for now, and discuss it again after the demon incident is over."

As he spoke, he looked at the Black Tortoise basking in the sun on the surface of the ocean in the distance, which was now swimming toward the shore.

"Ugh......"

He sighed, pressed a button, and then ordered, "Pour in another half ton of food; it wants a snack."

"beep--"

Just after Valon sent the corrupted dragon away, his communicator rang. He picked it up and saw that it was his foolish subordinate calling.

As soon as he answered the call, he heard Ah Fen's excited voice coming from the other end.

"Boss! We've noticed that Jackie Chan has been back at the antique shop for a while now, and there's still no movement inside. Judging from his travel-worn appearance, he probably didn't get the talisman, right?"

"Do not."

Valon's voice was slightly magnetic as he spoke, "He has half a talisman in his hand. Has Tru arrived yet?"

"Half a talisman?... We've already reached the boss, who's crouching a little further away."

Ah Fen was a little confused. Could this talisman really be split in two? However, as a sensible subordinate, he didn't ask any further questions but instead directly asked Valon's question.

"Ah."

Valon pondered for two seconds, then instructed, "You and Tru and the others, break into the antique shop and force Jackie Chan and that kid to escape. At the right moment, release them. I need them to open the door to wealth for me!"

“Well… okay, you’re the boss, I’ll tell Tru and the others.”

Ah Fen understood and agreed.

"Remember, don't lose them!"

After hanging up the phone, Valon paused for a moment, then, leaning on his cane, walked to his desk and sat down steadily in the gold-embroidered chair.

He placed his cane aside, then lit a cigarette. His face was obscured by the swirling smoke, making it impossible to discern his expression.

Ah Fen also found Tru and the others and conveyed Valon's message.

Why did the boss do this?

Rasu asked in a muffled, puzzled voice.

"Who knows? The boss said he only has half a talisman. He's probably going to make a big move this time. We salaried employees just need to do what he's told."

Ah Fen shrugged indifferently, spread his hands, and looked like he didn't care as long as he got paid.

"makes sense."

Zhou nodded.

"Then what do we do now?"

"Rasu asked."

Then all three of them focused their attention on Tru.

"Uh…"

The big man was taken aback and asked, somewhat puzzled, "Why are you all staring at me?"

……

In Dad’s antique store.

Ever since Jackie Chan returned here, the old man has been looking worried.

He kept flipping through various ancient magic books, and finally, he found the most crucial records and information.

"The Tiger Talisman represents Yin and Yang. If you break it, it will also break you, splitting you into two people, one good and one evil."

The old man's aged and hoarse voice rang out.

"According to the records here, if you want to reunite as one, you just need to put the two halves of the Tiger Talisman back together and make them one."

Then, the old man raised his head and looked at Jackie Chan.

"But you've lost your other half! And half of the Tiger Talisman is gone too!"

The old man cried out, "How could you let the devil take your other half away? He represents your evil, lacks kindness, and is incapable of making correct judgments."

This might be used by the demons. Now, you must hurry to District Thirteen and strengthen the protection of the remaining talismans!

The old man shook his head, looking at him with a disappointed expression.

"There's one more thing. Father, you must find a way to fight the Holy Lord here. I've set up a barrier there, and the black energy absolutely cannot get through it."

As he spoke, his thin body turned away, continuing to search for ancient memories in those magic books.

"There's one more thing. When you get to District Thirteen, remember to get me a copy of the latest intelligence on Xuanwu. Your father needs to know what's going on with Xuanwu."

"There's one more thing, hurry up and do it!"

The old man didn't turn his head; he buried himself in his books.

"Okay daddy."

Jackie Chan, representing the kind side, nodded and was about to pull Xiaoyu away, but after taking only a few steps, he stopped and turned around, saying, "Dad, you're not feeling well, don't overwork yourself. I've already brewed some tea for you, it's right next to you, remember not to knock it over, it's a bit hot!"

The old man, who was flipping through a book, paused for a moment, and then said, "I'm not a child anymore, I don't need your nagging. Now you'd better hurry up and protect the talisman!"

The old man seemed to be scolding Jackie Chan, but Jade felt that the proud old goat must have been moved, because this time he didn't say "oh dear".

"oops!"

Chapter 89 The Return of the Talisman

Just as Jackie Chan was about to pull Jade away, suddenly, the door of the antique shop shattered with a loud bang, and the air currents surged wildly, startling the old man.

"Jackie Chan, hand over the talisman!"

A huge figure emerged from the billowing dust; it was Tru.

"Oh dear! Quickly hide the talisman!"

The old man shielded his eyes from the airflow and dust with his hand and shouted.

"Now how to do……"

Xiaoyu stood there, stunned, and asked.

"Aaaaaah, run!!"

Even Jackie Chan, who represents the kind side, was startled and hurriedly covered his head and ran away.

"Hmm, maybe having two Uncle Jackies isn't a good thing."

Xiaoyu looked at Uncle Long, who was running away alone, and couldn't help but pout.

"Hey! Children shouldn't stay here!"

As a result, Jackie Chan had only run a couple of steps when he turned back, grabbed Xiaoyu, and ran away.