Placing a hand onto Long Hua's shoulder, Wu Xiao says—
"Calm down. This little brother of mine, he won't dare to report you, and I'll make sure of it."
Turning to Yun You, Wu Xiao asks—
"Right?"
"…Right."
Immediately, the tension filled mood begins to show a sign of dissipating, but before it can do so fully, Long Hua says—
"A lunatic near death has three options. One, they can choose to pass away peacefully. Two, they can choose to spend the rest of their remaining life to find a solution that will let them live. Three, they can drag an entire world down as a part of their burial."
"…"
"…"
Simultaneously, Yun You and Wu Xiao frowns. But before they can say anything—
"Indeed."
The sound of hands being clapped together comes from the side, and as the three turn to look in the direction of the source, they see—
"Bai Wen."
Dressed in a white dress shirt with a pair of dark trousers and leather shoes is Bai Wen, and towards the former's approach, Yun You raises a sigh, and asks—
"What are you doing here?"
"I was bored. Consider this me being out on a stroll."
Turning to Long Hua, Bai Wen asks—
"Lao Long, which of the three options would you take?"
"Either two or three, never one."
"Oh? Why is that?"
"Between the two, I'm more inclined to have an entire world be buried with me. A memorable feat—regardless of good or bad, is a memorable feat; accomplishing one means you've left a mark on the world, and on the people who were fortunate enough to survive your madness. Even in hell—pass that point, you can at least say, you've lived well."
Towards this answer, Bai Wen laughs aloud.
"Indeed."
Turning to Yun You, Bai Wen says—
"Yun You, keep one eye open, and shut the other."
"…Tch. Whatever."
"Oh? So, you're surnamed Yun? Mm, hand over the other half of my ruby."
"I can redeem some good beverages with that, so why should I?"
Shrugging his shoulders, Long Hua looks to Bai Wen, and asks—
"Lao Bai, you heard that?"
"Yun You, when can I expect to receive my share?"
"Sons of bitches, the both of you."
Leaving these words behind, Yun You exits the chamber through a rift, while Bai Wen asks—
"Lao Long, dinner tonight at my place?"
"I doubt I'd be able to get back to the city today."
"Use the teleportation magic array in the village. You got a map on where all the village entrances are, don't you?"
"I suppose."
"Be expecting you at around nine."
Having said this, Bai Wen leaves as well.
As Long Hua turns towards the way out, Wu Xiao asks—
"…That's it? Not going to say anything to me, my dearest?"
Without turning around, Long Hua answers—
"Surnamed Mo, we don't have anything to talk about, do we?"
"Didn't I tell you to call me Wu Xiao when we're alone?"
"Let me correct myself then, surnamed Wu—we don't have anything to talk about."
Without saying anything more, Long Hua leaves, but just as he is about to exit the chamber, Wu Xiao shouts—
"So long as you're in the Leng Bing Realm for a day, you're my husband for a day! Also, you owe me two tunes!"
Hearing the second line, Long Hua nearly trips over himself, and without turning around, he shouts back—
"If you want those tunes, show me some results first!"
"…"
Turning around, Wu Xiao also leaves through a rift.
...…
Arriving on the first island—
"…"
Seeing the amount of destruction, Long Hua blinks his eyes—pretending to be surprised.
For the most part, there aren't that many lively individuals moving about, so rather quickly, he exits the ruins.
Outside the ruins—
"…"
A wide path of destruction runs from the rift, and ends up stretching into the distant horizon.
Nearby, all the tents have been converted into medical stops with people running in and out of them with fresh and dirtied medical supplies.
Overhead, helicopters fly in and out to send the wounded into a proper medical facility, so that they can receive suitable care.
(Hmm. I guess, I should at least let people know that those extracts are for sale? But finding those people one by one… It's not my style, I'd much rather they come to me. Since they all saw me last in the third mountain's chambers, they'll definitely come to me, and ask me about those extracts. I just need to be out in the open for a while.)
Spreading his divine senses outwards, Long Hua attempts to see if there's anyone that he recognizes nearby, who would let him kill some time with while waiting.
"Oh?"
Finding someone rather quickly, Long Hua begins to move in their direction.
...…
Sitting down on a pile of rubble in an open area, while looking from left to right in an anxious manner is Chen Lan—who has his light brown jacket and white shirt covered in bits of dirt.
"Xiao Chen Chen, why the long face?"
"Ancestor!"
Seeing Long Hua approaching him, Chen Lan rises off the rocks and rushes over.
Despite already knowing what had probably happened, Long Hua nevertheless asks—
"So, what happened?"
"…A level six Immortal came down, and dealt with the fully Apotheosized Sinner."
Figuring this to be the case, Long Hua raises an eye, and replies—
"Oh? Didn't know Immortals are doing community service these days."
Taking out a spirit herb cigar, Long Hua begins to smoke, while moving over to the pile of stones to take a seat.
Sitting down as well, Chen Lan remarks—
"Nothing seems to faze you at all, ancestor."
"Death is death, no matter how it happens. You could be walking on the streets in broad daylight and suddenly, your heart decides to burst. Next thing you know, you—as a ghost, see people surrounding your corpse with a curious look on their faces, while snapping pictures of your cold body to post on the internet. A few minutes after that, memes and news articles appear—only to be forgotten about in time."
"…A-Ah this...…"
With how realistic the description is, Chen Lan twitches his lips before saying—
"I… I saw a few of my acquaintances get wiped away by that Sinner's blast. After that… After that, I didn't even have time to be surprised by them dying—since the Immortal showed up, and killed that Sinner. That Immortal's strength…"
As Chen Lan pauses his words, Long Hua exhales a stream of smoke, and remarks—
"Level six, was it? Well, nothing special, I guess? Merely another Chinese cabbage that can be found anywhere."
Knowing the Nascent Soul realm to only be the very beginning of one's life as a practitioner, Long Hua really doesn't see it to be anything worth awing over.
(Honestly, if a Nascent Soul realm practitioner is enough to get the weapon spirits in this world to shit their pants… How are they going to continue acting as a good distraction for the Ling Yuan family, while I temper myself? Hmm… I guess if push comes to shove, those capable of using of their Weapon Spirit True Bodies will be good meat shields—at least against those below the Nascent Soul realm?)
"Ancestor, a level six is nothing compared to a level five. That Immortal is… Ai…"
Not sure how he should go about explaining the strength of a Nascent Soul realm practitioner, Chen Lan sighs.
Even in the inner domain, the hall master is probably the only person capable of defeating a Nascent Soul realm practitioner in a head-on battle.
Answering the question for Chen Lan, Long Hua says—
"Like a deity, right?"
"…Yes."
In fact, a deity is exactly what the hall master of the inner domain is commonly referred to as.
"Hmm."
Puffing a smoke, Long Hua remarks—
"Within this world, there are many things to be fearful of. To me, an Immortal, a monster, a deity, none of them are all that frightening. It's the heart of sentient lifeforms that I'm fearful of because you never know when they might think to do something stupid."
"Hm?"
Finishing the cigar, Long Hua tosses it aside, as he stands up, and says—
"Regardless of who had died today, you're still alive, aren't you? Go burn those who died an incense stick or some paper money—make yourself useful to the dead, instead of sitting on your depressed ass."
Despite knowing how crude Long Hua can be, Chen Lan still feels the need to say—
"Ancestor really is crude…"
As Long Hua shrugs his shoulders, Shao Tianming approaches, and asks—
"Surnamed Long, what happened to the Spirit Extracts?"
(Finally…)
Much like Chen Lan, Shao Tianming's attire, which consists of a white jacket with a ripped pair of jeans is also covered in hints of dirt.
And towards Shao Tianming's question, Long Hua answers—
"The Lan Si Restaurant welcomes the Ashen River Hall and the various tycoon's patronage. Does that answer your question?"
"…"
As members of various factions walk over—only to hear this answer, a few individuals' faces darken immediately.
"Surnamed Long, what's the meaning of this?"
Stepping out of the crowd with a frown on his face was Duanmu Chen, to which, Long Hua thought—
(Oh, he lived?)
Beside Duanmu Chen is Dan Hong, who is also putting on a dark face.
Towards the glares that he is receiving, Long Hua merely smiles, and answers—
"What? Displeased by me being so helpful as to take the Spirit Extracts before they can get crushed by the rubble? Judging by the look on your faces… You want to use the idea of witness bearers having the rights to partake in the spoils as well?"
"…"
"…"
Being directed at with these words, not a single person had a good reply to say back.
"Sir Long-"
Just as Dan Hong is about to speak, Long Hua raises a finger in the former's direction—silencing him.
"My restaurant is an auction house. So long as you have the money to bid, you can buy whatever it is that is on the catalog. As for those who do not have enough money…"
(Says the one who had to resort to stealing.)
Ignoring the Tai Xuan Emperor's remark, Long Hua continues to say—
"We also accept rare metals and minerals, or artifacts, if you have them."
"Surnamed Long, keep in mind that you're alone right now."
"A mere restaurant can't possibly afford to offend so many Guilds all at once."
In response to the taunting look on Long Hua's face, a few individuals stepped forward, and towards them, the former's expression turns dispassionate, as he says—
"Harsh words like this—I've heard enough of them to the point that my ears would rot off, and…"
*Grrrooo!* Long Hua summons out the White Serpent King to have it lunge its scythe-like limbs in the hostile weapon spirits' directions—just an inch away from impaling their throats.
"I don't mind issuing a ban on those who wish to steal from me right now. Naturally, this ban will also affect the organization behind you."
"Who gives-!"
"Don't care about the ban? Currently, I do not have those extracts on me. But if you continue to insist on attacking me, then…"
Allowing his killing intent to overflow, Long Hua maintains a dispassionate smile on his face.
Subjected to this killing intent, several individuals took a step back, while also having sweat forming on their foreheads.
Towards the signs of fear that are present throughout these individuals' faces, Long Hua says—
"You're free to try it. Just don't cry about losing your limbs or head afterwards."
"…Tch."
"…Hmph."
Begrudgingly forced to comply with Long Hua's demands, those that were still able to maintain their composure clicked their tongues or snorted with anger.
"We good then? As for the details of when the auction will take place… Well, just wait for the official announcements."
"…"
Being given an unwanted front row seat to Long Hua's performance, Chen Lan has completely forgotten about his own depression, as he twitches his lips.
"…"
Turning around, Long Hua takes three steps forward, only to pause, and say—
"Ah, I almost forgot. I don't like playing games in the dark corner. However, that doesn't mean that I can't. As a person, I merely enjoy using brute force to deal with all my issues, hence-"
Having the White Serpent King transform into a colossal sword—
*Boom!!!* Long Hua gives it a light swing—sending out a shockwave, which manages to knock most of the nearby individuals off their feet.
"…!"
"…Uh!"
This shockwave is especially evident for Shao Tianming and Chen Lan, who were the closest to Long Hua during its occurrence.
"…"
Dismissing the weapon, Long Hua casually steps over the bodies of those beneath his feet without finishing his sentence.
As someone who wishes to leave this world or die trying, Long Hua doesn't see the need to leave any of these people with a good impression.
And if they dare to play games in the dark corner against him, he doesn't mind teaching these weapon spirits how the real world—outside of the Leng Bing Realm works.
There, being logical or reasonable has no meaning—for it is a world ruled over by those with the greater fists.
"…"
Upon distancing himself from the masses, Long Hua takes out the jade slip, which details the location of all New Moon Village's entrances.
"Hm, not too far."
...…
Within the dreamscape—
"…"
Having observed Long Hua throughout that entire exchange, the Tai Xuan Emperor frowns, while thinking—
(What a drastic change…)
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