This Human Immortal Is Too Serious-Chapter 397 - 395 Fought with the Head Manager!

That’s it? A decree was announced, some notations were made in the Divine Court, and the message was conveyed to the gods—many of whom didn’t even pay much attention—and that was the end of it?

Wu Wang looked at the beautiful yet handsome face of the God of Flowing Light before him. For some reason, he was suddenly reminded of an idol boy band from his previous life. He frowned and asked, "And then what?"

The God of Flowing Light seemed puzzled, his charming eyes filled with a touch of curiosity. "Then what to do?"

Wu Wang gestured with the scroll in his hand. "What do I need to do next? And is there anything else that’s meant for me?"

The God of Flowing Light sincerely shook his head, clueless about the matter.

"This..." Wu Wang asked again, "Then where is the temple where I deal with marital affairs? Where do I usually handle official duties?"

The God of Flowing Light’s head shook like a tambourine.

"Forget it, I’ll go ask the Head Manager myself."

"Brother Wuwang!" The God of Flowing Light quickly spread his arms to block Wu Wang, calling out somewhat anxiously, "I know there are some misunderstandings between you two, but this might not be an intentional difficulty posed by Brother Head Manager. It seems that appointments in Heaven Palace are often made in this manner. Please, brother, don’t be rash."

"Perhaps call me Brother Wuwang. I’m not quite used to you calling me ’brother’ over and over."

"Brother Wuwang?"

"Brother Liu Guang." Wu Wang cupped his hands in greeting, then frowned and said, "Could it be that I have to rely on this single decree to oversee the marriage affairs of countless beings in this world?"

The God of Flowing Light chuckled. "Heaven Palace usually sets the rules, which are then carried out through the Divine Court, slowly unfolding across the world and affecting all creatures and life."

"What good will that do." Wu Wang’s mouth twisted slightly as he said, "Forget it, I’ll still need to discuss this with the Head Manager. There’s no need for you to worry. As long as the Head Manager doesn’t purposely target me, I won’t provoke him. After all, there’s the relationship with Sister Young Master to consider. Moreover, there’s no misunderstanding between him and me, just old grudges and the hatred he’s fostered toward the Human Domain and the human race as the ruling deity of Heaven Palace."

Wu Wang’s last few words were spoken lightly, leaving the God of Flowing Light a bit lost for a moment.

By the time the God of Flowing Light came to his senses, Wu Wang had already left the God of Spring’s Temple on clouds, heading ’fuming’ to the Heavenly Administrative Palace above.

What to do, what to do. The God of Flowing Light distinctly remembered the last time Wu Wang and the Head Manager engaged in a war of words before those lesser gods. Seeing Wu Wang seemingly dissatisfied with the decree, the God of Flowing Light truly feared that the two would come to blows in the Heavenly Administrative Palace, settling new and old scores alike.

Forget it, best find Sister Young Master quickly!

The God of Flowing Light’s figure vanished in a flash, leaving a group of Divine Guards exchanging bewildered looks.

Therefore, just as Wu Wang arrived at the Heavenly Administrative Palace, about to cross the threshold, two streaks of rainbow light whizzed past him, materializing into two figures blocking his way. One of them was naturally the God of Flowing Light. Standing beside him, donned in a simple yet elegant dark gown with an exceptionally beautiful visage, was none other than the Young Master—the very person Wu Wang had been avoiding for several days.

"Why are you here?" Wu Wang spoke preemptively.

The Young Master’s cheeks reddened, the image of their recent embrace surfacing in her mind, almost causing her to turn tail and flee. But she was, after all, one of the strong gods of Heaven Palace. She managed to steady her spirit and asked, "Then why are you here?"

Wu Wang smiled. "I came to ask the Head Manager where the Marriage God is supposed to serve duty, exactly what responsibilities I have, if there are any subordinates for me to dispatch, and whether I need to report to anyone about administrative affairs."

"Eh?" The Young Master glanced at the God of Flowing Light. "You didn’t come for a duel?"

"Do you see me as that combative in your eyes?" Wu Wang smiled and said, "Generally speaking, I am always gentle with others. If no one offends me, I won’t offend anyone. If everyone could offer just a little love, the Great Wilderness would become a warm world."

"In that case, I was perhaps too anxious." The Young Master chuckled lightly, carried her hands behind her back, pursed her lips, and as two strands of long hair fluttered across her chest, said, "Then we’ll wait for you outside."

"Alright," Wu Wang smiled in response. Their eyes met, and the Young Master’s gaze faltered, her cheeks flushing slightly.

The God of Flowing Light couldn’t help tilting his head to the side. Are those two whispering to each other?

Thereupon, Wu Wang, holding the decree, stepped into the Heavenly Administrative Palace. His figure flickered slightly as he made his way straight to the Head Manager and greeted him with a beaming smile.

"Yo, Head Manager."

"HMPH!" The Head Manager’s back molars creaked, but he managed a warm smile. "God of Spring, what important matter brings you here? Are you dissatisfied with your god position?"

Wu Wang laughed. "How could I be dissatisfied? This is one of the few duties through which one can quickly be promoted."

At the entrance of the hall, the Young Master sighed in relief upon hearing this, wandering over to a white jade column several yards in diameter, admiring the view of Heaven Palace. Yet, it was clear her mind was elsewhere.

"Sister Young Master." Liu Guang walked to her side. "Are they really okay?"

"No need to worry, he’s a man of restraint."

"Brother Head Manager indeed acts with great restraint."

"I’m talking about him, he..."

"Brother Wuwang?" Liu Guang smiled. "Sister, why don’t you call him by his name? Always saying ’he’ makes things unclear."

After giving it some thought, the Young Master explained, "Calling someone directly by their name always feels strange. Moreover, among the women he knows, some address him as ’brother,’ some by his divine title, and some by his given name. I certainly do not wish to conform with the others. Besides, I have no title myself, so how should he address me?"

"Well, okay," Liu Guang shook his head. "These matters are indeed hard to comprehend. Anyway, sister..."

He mentioned his own queries about his Yin and Yang affiliation and asked what the Young Master thought.

The Young Master carefully pondered for a while, attempting to speak several times but feeling something was amiss. She kept evaluating Liu Guang, imagining him in both male and female forms.

"Go for the male form," she said softly.

"Really?" Liu Guang was overjoyed. "Brother Head Manager said the same, thinking it more appropriate for me to become a male! I’ll make preparations later!"

"This matter requires caution," the Young Master said gently, "and consider the impact it might have on your own Great Dao."

"Mhm, I will surely..."

CLANG!

The sound of a table and chairs being overturned came from within the hall, startling both the Young Master and Liu Guang.

There was a brief silence inside the Heavenly Administrative Palace, followed by a sudden commotion. A voice called out in a hurry, "Quick, someone come! An assassination attempt! An assassination!"

Liu Guang and the Young Master left behind several afterimages, rushing straight to the scene of the incident.

Deep in the hall, tables and chairs were overturned. Two figures were entangled in a struggle, trading blows and grappling with each other, yet both tacitly refrained from using any Divine Power, immortal power, or physical strength.

Wu Wang’s hair was disheveled, with two scratches on his forehead. The Head Manager’s handsome face bore the imprint of a shoe, complete with the words ’Young Master’ on it. Both looked vicious, one baring teeth and grimacing, the other furious and red-faced. They mercilessly targeted the other’s softer facial features with their strikes.

In a corner, a minor god had a clever idea and shouted, "The Head Manager is brawling with a Main God of Heaven Palace!"

The rest of the minor gods quickly echoed the cry: "The Head Manager has no airs about him, blending right in with the Main Gods of Heaven Palace!"

The Young Master’s forehead was covered in black lines; she suddenly felt a bit reluctant to deal with these two fellows. But she was, after all, gentle as water by nature. She hurriedly stepped forward, and together with Liu Guang, one on each side, they pulled Wu Wang and the Head Manager apart.

The Young Master, tugging at Wu Wang’s arm, felt as though she was wrestling with a bull. Liu Guang clung desperately to the Head Manager’s robe, also sensing the volcano-like rage about to erupt.

"Personal vendetta!" Wu Wang cursed loudly, gesturing with his pinky finger, scolding, "Your mind is just this small, see? Just this small!"

The Head Manager let out a cold laugh and said angrily, "So what if it’s a personal vendetta? I am the first aide to the gods in Heaven Palace! I govern the Heavenly Administrative Palace! You, a mere probationary Main God, expect to have six or eight Divine Spirits to do your bidding?"

"Did I say to do my bidding? I just want to recruit a few more Divine Spirits to share the credit with them!"

"Delusions of grandeur! You’re just deluding yourself! Take a mirror and look at yourself, it’s nothing but wishful thinking!"

"You just can’t stand to see me and your sister hitting it off!"

"You think you’re worthy!"

"I am indeed worthy! Your sister, I will marry her! Not even the Heavenly Emperor can stop me!"

"Ah! I must tear your mouth apart!" The Head Manager roared, shoving Liu Guang aside.

Wu Wang shrugged off the Young Master’s pull with a counter-move and bellowed. His figure charged forward suddenly, tangling into a scuffle with the Head Manager. Their four large hands clawed and scratched, showcasing the unique fighting style of Heaven Palace’s strong gods.

"If you dare, don’t use your Divine Power to heal the injuries!"

"Would you dare to seal off your Divine Power with me!"

"Afraid of you? Head Manager, you big-eared thief, you play dirty!"

The Young Master was both embarrassed and anxious on the side. Seeing that they were merely venting their dissatisfaction with each other and not actually fighting with their Divine Powers, she stamped her foot and flew out of the temple.

Indeed, how could one casually talk about marriage! Without even informing anyone!

「An hour later.」

The large group of Divine Spirits that had surrounded the Heavenly Administrative Palace chatted and laughed as they dispersed.

Wu Wang, with a head swollen like a pig’s, descended on a cloud outside the God of Spring’s Temple, strutting majestically, his aura high. He took a couple of steps and then winced as he pulled at a wound on his back, involuntarily shaking his arm.

The Young Master wasn’t in the temple; Xiao Ming and Nu Chou must have gone to the Temple of Reproduction as well.

How to explain this to her, that’s indeed a problem.

Wu Wang calculated internally, drew a few sharp breaths of cold air, walked back to his desk, and slowly sat down. His eyes flashed with sharpness, yet his heart surged with layers of doubt.

He closed his eyes, concentrating as if in meditation, but he keenly felt the Divine Light that the Head Manager had placed deep in his spiritual heart.

A fight? A physical fight without Divine Power, just so they could make body contact.

The Head Manager was the first to strike, seeming to rush at him in a fit of anger with a punch, which was followed by a voice transmission:

Hit me!

This was the second time in Wu Wang’s life he had heard such a ridiculous request. The first time was when he beat up Lin Qi after the Human Emperor’s feast.

Wu Wang hesitated for an instant but still put on a fierce face and proceeded to give the Head Manager a sound beating. Of course, when his face met the Head Manager’s fist, he felt an equally strong recoil.

What was the Head Manager up to?

The Divine Light contained much information. Initially, only a scant half was transmitted before the Young Master and Liu Guang pulled them apart, necessitating another scuffle to complete the transmission. The Head Manager seemed to fear the Heavenly Emperor greatly, not daring to give Wu Wang a Jade Talisman, having to resort to this method to relay a message.

Of course, towards the end, they both genuinely lost their tempers. Wu Wang’s mind was now filled with the sight of the Head Manager’s furious eyes as Wu Wang had grabbed his throat, and deep down, Wu Wang felt somewhat guilty. After all, he had truly become involved with the man’s sister.

The ball of Divine Light slowly unfolded, and Wu Wang suddenly heard a soft sigh, followed by layers of insights spreading out in the depths of his heart.

This was...

[The dual principles of heaven and earth, parent and child, ruler and subject; the five constants of all life: benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom, and faithfulness.

Marriage, the beginning of parent-child bloodlines, the cornerstone of the five constants’ rites.

In ancient times, the myriad beings often cohabitated to extend their bloodlines; children did not know their fathers, and wives had no fixed husbands. Hence, chaos abounded, and evil desires ran rampant. Later, the strong individuals of a clan took multiple spouses and produced many offspring, leading to degeneration over several generations...]

Is this the insight of the Dao of Marriage?

Wu Wang couldn’t help furrowing his brow tightly. These insights, while not very useful to him, allowed him to feel that they were an accumulation of long years of experience. These insights discussed the importance of the Dao of Marriage, acknowledging its necessity from the perspective of the Dao of Life.

What was most precious was that it could start from nothing and teach a Divine Spirit who had never encountered matters of marriage what marriage was and how to lead living beings into matrimony. It even included concepts of ’heavenly marriage’ and ’earthly marriage,’ using the Heavenly Emperor, Queen of Heaven, and the leaders of living being tribes as examples, encouraging living beings to marry and jointly raise offspring, ensuring the continuation of each other’s bloodlines.

What was even more outrageous was that Wu Wang read a subtext of ’prohibiting incestuous marriages’ from it.

These must be the Head Manager’s conceptions of the Dao of Marriage, though it was unclear why he gave them to him in such a somewhat absurd manner.

Is there some scheme?

As if he had long known the doubts in Wu Wang’s heart, after those insights had flowed through, a faint cloud of mist appeared in Wu Wang’s heart.

At dusk, by a lake, on a dike covered with short grass, a figure stood quietly, slowly turning around. It was none other than the Head Manager. This was a message left by the Head Manager, transmitted little by little with those punches.

He spoke slowly, his voice hoarse, "Are you surprised that I would give you these? They were originally a gift I prepared for my sister to complete her Dao of Reproduction, to take her own Dao further. I never thought that His Majesty would grant you the Dao of Marriage. Wu Wangzi, do you know how much I hate you?"

Although the Head Manager’s voice was soft, the hatred was incredibly intense. However, this hatred faded away with a long sigh.

"You and I cannot reconcile, nor can we join hands. You will not forgive what I have done in the Human Domain; I will not forgive what you have done to my sister. This is the only time, and surely the last time, I offer you such a benefit."

Wu Wang slightly furrowed his brow.

His heart was quiet for a long time. Just when he thought the Head Manager had ’forgotten to record the voice,’ he suddenly heard the Head Manager’s voice again.

"I owe the living beings a debt, and hence I am destined to be unable to protect her completely in the future. Though I am reluctant to say such disgusting words, in the end, I still want to say to you... take good care of her. Do not let her get involved in the struggle for the change of divine eras. Emperor Shun is not trustworthy; do not plan to confront Emperor Shun. You will definitely not be his equal. Dismiss those little thoughts and make a decision between the Human Domain and Heaven Palace. Do not dream of siding with both. Although this world is vast, there is nowhere for you and me to escape. Wu Wangzi, hmph."

The Head Manager scoffed coldly, and the images in Wu Wang’s heart dissipated along with it.

Just as Wu Wang was overcome with emotion and inexplicably touched, the last glimmer of Divine Light turned into an insight that solidified in his heart:

"If I find out that you are just using my sister, I will not spare you, and no one can protect you! Despicable being!"

Wu Wang’s mouth twitched frenetically, his forehead covered with black lines.

"PAH!" He spat out a mouthful of bloody spittle, but muttered to himself in the depths of his heart.

If today’s incident was not the Head Manager deliberately scheming something, it was enough to confirm... this guy really hadn’t moved on from the Lin Family incident!

The one with the real ulterior motives is you, you cowardly Divine Spirit.