Each of the nine dragon maidens possesses extraordinary abilities.

Furthermore, Qing Zai Shan never appeared until the very end, until the merger of Gui Xu and the end of the world. If she had faked her death, she would have appeared at the end. Therefore, Lu Yueyuan was certain that he had killed Qing Zai Shan.

Chapter 67: Lord Fu... He is not that kind of god.

The entrance to the space opened, then slowly closed again.

Jing Xingzhou bowed ninety degrees to respectfully see the two ancestors off.

After the two men left, Jing Xingzhou slowly straightened his back.

A figure appeared faintly beside them; it was the disheveled recluse. She had been holding back her laughter for a long time, and now that the two had left, she burst out laughing.

"Hahaha, it's rare to see you like this."

Jing Xingzhou walked back to the pavilion without changing his expression, tidied up their teacups, and said without any shame:

"I don't think there's anything wrong with that. Anyway, our Langya Gang doesn't lack those things, and their goal is the earth vein energy. If I don't agree, are you confident you can take them down?"

"I'd be lucky to draw."

The reclusive hermit helplessly shrugged.

Although everyone outside was praising how amazing she was forcing Ji Chengshuo to leave, only she knew that it was because Ji Chengshuo never wanted to be serious with her, and Qingzhou secretly satisfied Ji Chengshuo's interests, which is why she withdrew.

Ji Cheng said that if he really got serious, the recluse probably wouldn't have any way to deal with him. She wasn't the only one who had grown up over the years. A few days ago, she met Ji Cheng and said that if he got even slightly serious, a single punch from him would destroy her body.

However, while Jing Xingzhou was talking to those two, the Hermit also took a closer look. Not to mention Qing Zaishan herself, she couldn't see through the other party's true nature at all, but the most important thing was the maid beside her.

A beautiful face, a curvaceous figure, and that unquestionable tone—it really makes one wonder who the true protector of the pulse is...

Most importantly, the spiritual energy fluctuations around her seemed to contain a powerful force.

Of the nine guardians of the Jiuyi Sect, the eighth is the most mysterious. To this day, no one knows what she looks like when she goes all out.

And the power that this lineage represents.

"Even you lack confidence?"

"That's the Nine Peaks Sect, the number one sect in the world."

The reclusive hermit spread his hands helplessly: "There's nothing I can do. The gods of Qingzhou are either too abstract or irrelevant. In the end, it was someone like me, who firmly believes in the Way of Rites, who achieved the unity of self and the Way. Alas, unlike the Jiuyi Sect, even without a sect leader, they still have protectors and the Four Gods..."

"Don't say that, Lord Fu... is not that kind of deity."

What a weak excuse.

In fact, Jing Xingzhou knew what kind of person his god was. As long as the deal was done, He might even betray him, His proxy.

well........

Indeed, Hengjun Fujun was merely a figurehead in Qingzhou, with very few people actually believing in him. Not to mention ordinary people, even the deputy gang leader Wen Ciji advised him not to listen to the gods.

The deity who values ​​transactions the most has a credibility rating of... zero in the hearts of the locals.

Therefore, in Wen Ciji's opinion, what Lord Hengjun said was not a divine decree, but just a fart. It's pointless to even smell a fart, let alone try to understand it.

Besides, the Lord of the Prefecture also enjoys being a riddle teller, so Jing Xingzhou is willing to listen to Him talk every day.

Jing Xingzhou had originally planned to listen to Wen Ciji, but he didn't expect that the Hermit would bring him some major information.

He sat up abruptly, his voice trembling slightly, and asked, "Are you telling the truth?"

The Hermit nodded: "Of course it's true. Lu Yueyuan is nothing like what you said in your intelligence. He didn't become the sect leader of the Nine Peaks Sect by foolishness. Most importantly, he became a god's agent, and the god behind him is full of [taboos] that even I can't see through."

"So, the strange phenomenon at Wuming Peak that Wen Ciji described is indeed...."

"That formation is indeed mine, but what's buried beneath it is a divine artifact, and Ming Huaiwei's disappearance is also due to Lu Yueyuan..."

"event!!"

Jing Xingzhou slammed his fist on the table, his eyes trembling.

"Lord, Lord, you didn't lie to me! He didn't lie to me! Cough cough cough cough..."

The recluse patted him on the back: "Don't get excited, I'm really afraid you'll cough yourself to death."

Jing Xingzhou, his body trembling as he leaned on the table, said, "That forbidden god has returned, so the hunt for the Four Gods has begun. It's a world-destroying event!"

Hermit Hermit: "Can you speak human language?"

Jing Xingzhou was speechless.

The main problem was that the Lord of the Palace didn't speak human language; He revealed things to Jing Xingzhou like a riddle teller.

Jing Xingzhou forced himself to calm down, and then continued to ask the recluse, "Is Ming Huaiwei definitely dead? Please tell me, this is very important."

"This... I'm not quite sure."

The reclusive hermit scratched his head.

Having lost the gamble, her mentality collapsed. Accepting her loss, she naturally turned and left; otherwise, she would have taken the ley line energy and the artifact fragments. At that moment, she was preoccupied with that, and no one cared about Ming Huaiwei's life or death.

She racked her brains for a while before saying, "Injured? Ah... I must have only dared to show myself after seeing them fight to the death. Ming Huaiwei's dragon god aura has indeed disappeared, but if you ask me about his life or death..."

Unsure?

Jing Xingzhou pondered.

Wuming Peak is near the Jiuyi Sect. Lu Yueyuan hunted down his own sect's protectors there. Besides being incredibly audacious, he must have had the backing of that forbidden god.

"When the agent of that god appeared, the hunt for the four gods began..."

Jing Xingzhou muttered to himself the instructions given by Lord Hengjun, saying, "But this is strange. The guardian is a descendant of the Dragon God. Why would that deity's representative attack the guardian first? Is there some hidden reason we don't know about?"

Hermit Hermit: "Are you talking to me?"

Jing Xingzhou: "Ah, no, no, I was just talking to myself."

He sat back down and opened the fan-shaped magical artifact: "Please tell me the answer to complete our transaction... Why have you become silent? Don't worry, this is something I've already prepared for. The price I'm paying is just myself. I... No, don't say that. If everything is truly as you say, of course I will do it. You should respond to me..."

The recluse watched from the side.

Every divine agent has their own way of communicating with their own god, and Jing Xingzhou is no exception.

He was probably the only person from Qingzhou who truly believed in Lord Hengjun; otherwise, Lord Hengjun wouldn't have chosen him as his proxy.

In a sense, the relationship between gods and their agents is like that of wolves and jackals. This is why the people in the Langya Gang have more faith in the deputy leader than in the seemingly weak leader.

You've had it tough too...

Jing Xingzhou: "What...what do you mean by this...?"

He suddenly became irritable.

Jing Xingzhou: "You're the one who told me all this, and this is something we agreed on long ago. But now, you're actually telling me to stop? This...!"

"I don't understand. What does this mean by our deal? Is it a joke?!"

Chapter 68: It's like a couple having a tiff.

Wow, they're arguing...

Although the recluse could not hear what they were saying, he could roughly guess.

Even the gods, who are least adept at prediction, can still survey the mortal world from the grand dimension of time. Lord Hengjun must have seen something before, which is why he made a deal with his agent.

Now, Lord Hengjun was right; Jing Xingzhou had begun preparations for action. However, for some reason, Lord Hengjun intended to cancel the transaction agreement with his own agent.

As expected of the most shameless god, even his own agents cheat on transactions.

Jing Xingzhou clearly lost his temper and began to argue loudly by himself, ignoring the reclusive hermit.

That's so intense! Should we stop it?

The recluse was also in a dilemma. After all, she was a guest elder of the Langya Gang, and her academy had been funded by the Langya Gang. Most importantly, she had promised the vice leader Wen Ciji that she would protect Jing Xingzhou's safety.

Wow, they've started smashing things...

This is so intense, I wonder if the kid will get so angry he'll die.

The recluse knew a little about Jing Xingzhou's curse. The source of the curse was terrifying. Even after she reached the realm of oneness with the Tao, she could not break it. Most importantly, Jing Xingzhou was a divine agent, and Lord Hengjun had no intention of lifting it for him.

To be honest, of all the divine agents she had ever met, the Hermit was the most ruthless one she had ever encountered.

It's true that gods are ruthless, but they do show favoritism towards the world, specifically to the agents they personally choose. Throughout Kyushu, there are countless stories and tales about gods waiting a thousand years for their agents to reincarnate.

Everything else was so touching, so why did it become so difficult to hold back tears when it came to Jing Xingzhou and Lord Hengjun?

As the recluse was thinking this, suddenly, an inexplicable great force descended!

Then Jing Xingzhou began to suffer from a split personality, talking to himself.

Jing Xingzhou: "I have always respected you. Although they all say you are shameless, I believe in you. You love this land. Even though you are untrustworthy and refuse to give blessings, I still believe in you. Your original intention was to make this land a better place, which is why you said those things. But now, why are you breaking your promise? You are breaking my promise!"

Jing Xingzhou (female voice): "Shut up. You mere executor, how dare you yell in front of me. I'm too lazy to even reveal your little secrets."

Jing Xingzhou: "Don't try to take control of my body yet, give me an explanation first!"

"snort........"

A woman's voice sneered from Jing Xingzhou's body, saying, "I'm willing, so what?"

Jing Xingzhou: "I don't want to!"

A woman's voice sneered: "What business is it of mine?"

What followed was a beating—yes, Jing Xingzhou was hitting himself.

The recluse looked on, somewhat troubled.

Should we stop it?

Although Lord Hengjun has zero credibility in the hearts of the people of Qingzhou, he is still a deity. When the people of Qingzhou see a deity descend, they will at least give him a detour, if not show him respect.

She had already sensed divine power gathering around her, and even Jing Xingzhou's spiritual energy reserves were increasing; it was clear that Lord Hengjun's gaze had descended upon her.

Logically speaking, a deity would certainly not harm its representative, but considering that the other party is Lord Hengjun, even the recluse is unsure what might happen if things get really heated.

She had heard a story about a man from Qingzhou who worshipped Lord Hengjun and hoped to receive his blessing. So he made a deal with him, saying that if the first customer to order beef noodles at his shop the next day did not want scallions, he would win, and Lord Hengjun would have to bless him and guarantee that his beef noodles would sell to more people.

Lord Hengjun agreed, and the next day, the first customer who came into the shop and ordered beef noodles did indeed not want scallions. This believer won. As a result, Lord Hengjun immediately changed his expression, said that He does not eat beef, and then ran away with the power of faith.

Therefore, it is perfectly reasonable to say that He owes believers blessings.

And now, His bottom line has been lowered even further; He's even resorting to dishonest tactics with His agents...

Jing Xingzhou was already writhing on the ground, pulling at his hair with his right hand and desperately trying to stop himself with his left, saying, "You can cheat with anyone, but why are you cheating with me?!"

"How dare you! I can cheat whoever I want, don't try to pull your own hair!"

"Then why did you stop me from pulling my own hair?!"

"I'm already halfway possessed, it hurts me when you pull my hair, let go now!!"

"You don't even give me a heads-up when you possess someone! What kind of deity is like you!"

"Hmph... Now you're willing to tell the truth, aren't you? I knew you liked making magical artifacts, but it seems the Heavenly Craftsmanship is more to your liking. Then go and be His agent, what are you doing here being mine? Here's your chance, go now!"

"Nonsense! This is not befitting a deity!"

"You're asking for it!"

Ah... With such a god and his agent in Qingzhou, Qingzhou is doomed.

The recluse thought with a hint of despair.

She had to interject: "Merchants and travelers all bow their heads, and Your Excellency keeps your eyes closed. Praise be to Your Excellency! May I ask you some questions?"

A cold female voice came through: "Ah, so it's you. You've cultivated so diligently that you've reached such a level. In this world where gods run rampant, it's quite remarkable that you've managed to stick to your path and come this far. Hmph... But is this a transaction? I never answer people's questions for free."

The recluse coughed and said, "As long as you don't make things difficult for your proxy and are willing to answer my questions, when I return, I will organize the disciples of the academy to offer sacrifices and worship you for three days."

Female voice: "Seven days."

Jing Xingzhou: "My Lord, how can you involve others in our agreement?!"

Hermit: "...holding a grand celebration for seven days in a row is quite a dilemma for me, after all, we are practitioners of the Way of Etiquette."

Female voice: "Four days."

Jing Xingzhou: "Master Fujun!!"

The recluse coughed and nodded, which was considered his agreement.

Jing Xingzhou cried and made a scene, but now that Hengjun Fujun's possession was mostly complete, he was helpless. So the female voice said matter-of-factly, "Ahem... It's quite simple. I have some old agreements with this guy, but that was before he became the Traveler. In the end, his becoming the Traveler was itself a transaction. But I know that's not what you want to know. You want to ask why I reacted so strongly to the appearance of those guys from the Jiuyi Sect—along with that forbidden god—and... the agreement between him and me regarding this matter."