The Demonic World I designed-Chapter 696 - 687: The Zhang Family’s Little Fatty

The Shenwu Guild, one of the ancient dominions of this world, had the largest player power and was said to have mastered the most dangerous ancient force: the Demon Buddha Nation.

For such a force, the leader of the guild to actually...

Zi Yue felt somewhat incredulous.

Chen Qing also found it quite unbelievable. Logically speaking, such a high level shouldn’t have been able to descend. Could this red-clothed woman be reincarnated?

But with that status, was it suitable to take such a risk and reincarnate in person?

"Oh, what a coincidence."

Chen Qing took the initiative to greet her as he stepped down from the carriage.

The other party glanced at Chen Qing and performed a very formal salute, "It has been a long time, Mr. Chen Qing."

Chen Qing’s mouth twitched slightly. This nation’s etiquette was truly impeccable, even the most formidable individuals presented themselves with great politeness.

But the more they did, the colder it made one feel inside.

Tianji had said that the cruelest in this world were the Shenwu Guild. The atrocity they inflicted on the new players who had just crossed over was simply hair-raising, and it was without any enmity; it was just because the newcomers might pose a threat to them.

"Not that long either," Chen Qing responded with a chuckle. "How long has Lady Kagura been here?"

While speaking, he also looked at the three people behind Kagura, one of whom he had seen before—Abe Ryoka, who had once come to invite him.

As for the other two, the sense of danger they gave him was very strong, especially the black-robed elderly man, who appeared sapped and withered. Yet the eyes hidden under the hat felt venomous to Chen Qing, even more deadly than when he had encountered Mother Poison.

Without guessing, Chen Qing knew this must be a highly cultivated Celestial Serpent.

One dangerously close to the Dragon King level!

As for the one beside him...

Chen Qing paused for a moment, those eyes...

It was the first time Chen Qing had seen a demon with such bright and beautiful eyes, like two shiny pearls. Perhaps even Ao Zhen, born of a True Dragon, couldn’t compare. This woman... was also a Celestial Serpent?

The woman looked at Chen Qing with a hint of curiosity in her eyes. Her spiritely eyes blinked and then she smiled, "Are you Chen Qing?"

Chen Qing smiled and nodded, "I am Chen Qing..."

"Hmm... My name is Bai Ying, I’ve only recently learned how to transform." The woman smiled, and a peaceful and joyful expression spread across her face like ripples on the surface of a clear spring. Not just for Chen Qing, but even Zi Yue felt a stir in her heart upon seeing it.

Such a spiritely young girl.

This creature... is a Celestial Serpent?

Suddenly, Chen Qing began to understand a certain man surnamed Xu who had dared to covet snakes.

"Distinguished guests, the Honglu Temple in Tiandu has prepared rooms for you all. Please follow me into the city."

At the gate, a fat man dressed in white rushed over from a distance, gasping for breath. His body seemed extraordinarily frail. In the dead of winter, he arrived in front of Chen Qing and others, his forehead covered in sweat, and his breathing was so labored that it made Chen Qing suddenly think of his former self.

It seemed that at some point in his middle age, he was like this...

Corpulent, short of breath, increasing nocturia... and unable to quit his addiction to soda.

"May I ask for your esteemed name?"

As everyone’s gaze turned to the little fat man, Zi Yue, who had been quiet up until then, suddenly spoke.

Chen Qing also detected an inexplicable chill in Zi Yue’s voice. Curious, he glanced at Zi Yue and eyed the fat man.

The fat man was dressed in white, but his clothing was adorned with the Yin Yang fish, a Taoist’s attire that looked very ordinary... wait a minute!

Chen Qing suddenly realized something.

In this world... there seemed to be no Taoists.

Perhaps because the Taoist robes looked too normal in the memory of Central China’s people, Chen Qing didn’t initially react to the fact that, indeed, he had never seen a Taoist since he was born. In the Capital City, there were Taoist halls but no actual Taoists.

In his own setting, there definitely weren’t any either, the reason being that with demons rampant everywhere, people simply did not believe in miracles. If Taoists couldn’t subdue demons, who would believe in them?

It was only in the third stage, when the Demon Buddha reemerged, that faith spread everywhere. That was the setting.

The Taoist before their eyes seemed to have defied the setting.

"You are Lady Ziyue, right?" The little fatty’s eyes lit up, his expression like that of a fanboy seeing his idol.

"I grew up listening to your legends; finally, I meet you in person!"

Chen Qing and Shen Qi both curled their lips slightly, Ziyue... had legends?

"Legends?" Even Ziyue herself had a look of confusion, "What legends do I have?"

"Of course you do!" The little fatty said excitedly, "Back in the day, the Feng Chui Plan... out of thousands of candidates, you were..."

Boom!!

The aura exploded outwards, startling both Chen Qing and Shen Qi; the little fatty was blown back several meters, rolling on the ground like a ball for a few turns before some frantic soldiers lunged over to stop him.

"Oh?"

Kagura looked at Ziyue with interest, the elderly man in black glanced at her warily, the little girl looking somewhat dangerous.

"How bold!"

A group of soldiers immediately surrounded them, weapons in hand, faces filled with anger, but Chen Qing noted that these soldiers were quite ordinary, so much so that it was almost exaggerated; none were bloodline scions, but merely common soldiers of the Human Race, whose combat prowess now might be inferior to those farmers working the lands in Jiangnan.

Yundu was still using these kinds of soldiers?

"All of you back off, do not be rude to Senior Zi Yue!" The little fatty immediately shouted.

He looked terribly disheveled, but his respect for Ziyue seemed to come from the heart.

Chen Qing was taken aback and glanced at Zi Yue with some surprise. Zi Yue had always projected a composed image, had she been breached by just a sentence?

What in the world was that Feng Chui Plan?

Curiosity filled his mind, but this was not the time to ask...

"It is my fault..." The little fatty quickly got up, his face full of apologies, "Although that incident was the cause of your fame, it was also inhumane. I apologize to you for what our predecessors have done."

"Oh?" Ziyue’s smile was colder than the surrounding snow and ice, "Ancestor? Forgive my poor eyesight, but I have yet to see which family’s descendant you are?"

"Hehe..." The little fatty got up and respectfully performed a ritualistic bow, "My name is Zhang Xiaoyun, I have the honor to meet Senior Zi Yue."

This surname made everyone, Chen Qing included, curiously turn their attention towards him.

"The Heavenly Master Zhang Family?" Shen Qi directly asked.

"Yes..." the little fatty said solemnly, "The current Heavenly Master is my grandfather!"

"Oh?"

This revelation piqued the curiosity not only of Chen Qing and others but also of the woman in red standing nearby. To her, this fatty seemed... too weak.

He was completely ordinary, his body devoid of any energy.

Of course, if he came from a traditional Magician family, it wasn’t impossible for such a scenario to occur since inheriting techniques is a matter of talent, and not everyone is cut out to be a Magician.

In Magician families, even those who are born in the direct line but end up as ordinary folks, handling affairs for illegitimate children, are not uncommon. Yet, this fatty had the authority to represent the Heavenly Master Mansion in welcoming distinguished guests, so his status should not be low.

Unless the Heavenly Master Mansion did not regard them seriously.

But Chen Qing felt that was unlikely because... Zi Yue was one of the candidates, and even if it was pretense, they should at least appear to take it seriously, right? Otherwise, why bother to extend an invitation?

"You have come from afar, tired from the journey; please follow me into the city first. His Majesty and King Xiang arrived early in the morning, just in time to meet them in advance."

Upon hearing this, Chen Qing and the others instantly became even more cautious.

The Emperor was here?

Not only did the Heavenly Master Mansion summon the Emperor, but they had also summoned King Xiang?

This was getting interesting...

Amidst a war, our Emperor actually had the leisure to visit this place; it seemed the Heavenly Master Mansion’s invitation must have been sent to King Xiang Palace too, otherwise, it wouldn’t have caught that person’s attention!

A glint of cold light flashed in Chen Qing’s eyes, wondering if that object capable of ignoring distance to transport items could be... that very thing?

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