nycdaug Chapter 114 Is Seven Nights the Jade Emperor's Own Son?
Chapter 114 Is Seven Nights the Jade Emperor's Own Son?
"You beast, you're a complete bastard!"
Nezha was about to complain when a dark light flashed on the pottery jar. Nezha immediately said from the bottom of his heart, "Thank you, Brother Wang, for taking care of us brothers and caring so much about our studies. Brother Wang, rest assured, we will never forget your great kindness in this lifetime. Even if we become ghosts, we will never let you go!"
Wang Teng patted Yang Jian and Nezha on the shoulder: "How about it, want to consider joining me! Qi Ye and I are talking about forming a small team. If you follow me, your strength will definitely recover quickly!"
Yang Jian was somewhat tempted: "But, brother-in-law, if we all go out, what about my mom..."
"It's okay, we can say it like this..."
Nezha weakly said from the side, "But when I came here, the Heavenly Venerable said that we should hurry up and rebuild the Heavenly Court!"
"Little Nezha, are you confused? With your current strength, even if you rebuild the Heavenly Court, how much effort can you put in? Why don't you come with me, recover your strength first, and then go back to rebuild the Heavenly Court? After all, compared to a small dagger, which is the merciful and compassionate Gatling gun Bodhisattva, even a fool knows which to choose?"
Nezha looked at Wang Teng with some confusion: "Greatly Compassionate Gatling Bodhisattva, no, cousin-in-law, how come I've never heard of him?"
"Superficial and ignorant, Namo Gatling Bodhisattva, with six senses purified, depleted uranium bullet, spinning 3,600 times in a single breath, with great compassion to deliver all beings! Amitabha, well done, well done!"
Yang Jian and Nezha: "..."
"Seriously, the path I'm talking about is less risky, but the profits are huge. It's like improving your strength without even lifting a finger. You two don't need to thank me; my principle is that everyone should share the food. So, how about it, want to consider joining me?"
"..."
Yang Jian and Nezha exchanged a glance, somewhat undecided.
"Alright, you grown men, stop dawdling. You're all so old, why can't you be decisive? Here's what we'll do: if anyone asks, just say you've been kidnapped by me. Come with me, and you might even see some acquaintances!"
"acquaintance?"
Wang Teng smiled mysteriously and put his finger to his lips: "Shh, as the Buddha said, it cannot be spoken!"
Seeing the three of them fidgeting together, Wang Teng gave Yang Jian and Nezha a flick on the forehead: "You brats, stop idling around and go do your homework. Xiao Linzi, come on, let's go meet some people!"
"Who is it?"
Lin Qiye hadn't recovered yet when he suddenly discovered that his cousin was actually the reincarnation of Erlang Shen Yang Jian. This was quite a sudden discovery.
"Alright, stop making that face at your well-behaved little cousin turning into a punk. Actually, it's fine this way. You can say you're protected by a god when you go out in the future."
"Wang Teng, you're really disloyal! You actually kept such an important matter from me..."
Wang Teng simply tucked Lin Qiye's head under his armpit, then frantically flicked his head with his other hand.
"I was still hiding it from you, Lin Qiye, you heartless little devil. I practically spat the truth out and fed it to you, you pig-brain! Wasn't it obvious enough?"
"Let go! Let go, Lao Wang! Your neck is about to break!"
Seeing this, Wang Teng finally let go. Lin Qiye sat on the ground coughing frantically, "Old Wang, couldn't you be a little gentler? You know how strong you are! The thing is, this is too surreal. The legendary Erlang Shen is actually my cousin. Who wouldn't be confused in this situation!"
"Heh, you're getting all proud of yourself, Little Lin. Don't forget, according to mythology, Erlang Shen Yang Jian could kill nine out of ten of his cousins with a single axe blow. I'm asking you, aren't you scared yet..."
Wang Teng suddenly had a sudden flash of inspiration: "Lin Qiye, I have a guess. You see, you're Erlang Shen's cousin, is it possible that you're the Jade Emperor's only surviving son?"
"Ah~!!! No way? I'm just an ordinary person!"
Wang Teng continued, "Let me analyze this for you, and see if I'm right. You, Lin Qiye, were the only survivor of Cangnan 10 years ago. Then, you were infused with divine power by the God-King Michael, who granted you the [Mortal Divine Realm], sustaining the existence of Cangnan for ten years. And then, you were still the director of that mental hospital, and the agent of the Goddess of Night, Nyx, and the God of Magic, Merlin… You're so awesome, even if you said you were the Jade Emperor himself, I'd believe you!"
Wang Teng's words left Lin Qiye somewhat confused: "No, could it be that I..."
Just like that, Wang Teng's analysis completely fooled Lin Qiye!
"Could I really be the Jade Emperor's own son?"
"Of course! Brother Qiye, if you become rich and powerful, don't forget me!"
For some reason, Lin Qiye couldn't stop smiling.
Just then, Wang Teng and Lin Qiye arrived at the Peace Agency. Chen Muye, who was usually a reliable and good man, was so anxious that he was practically smoking. When he saw Wang Teng and Lin Qiye, he hurriedly came to their side.
"Why are you two taking so long to get back? The human ceiling has been waiting for you for ages."
Wang Teng said nonchalantly, "Captain, have class, have class!"
"We're in a real crisis, and you're still being so magnanimous? Let me tell you, Wang boy, if you two cause any more trouble, believe me, you won't be eating any of my cooking from now on!"
Wang Teng patted Chen Muye on the shoulder: "Don't worry, with me and Xiao Linzi here, we can definitely handle the two of them."
With that, Wang Teng walked into the Peace Affairs Office.
The Peace Agency's arena, which was usually crowded, was unusually so.
An old man with long hair, dressed in a simple robe, sat in the carriage, holding a cup tightly in his hand, drinking tea.
A deliveryman was sitting on a yellow electric scooter, staring intently at Wang Teng and his companion.
There was also a young boy and a soldier standing next to them.
Wang Teng complained, "Master, don't you find this strange? I can understand a small electric scooter getting through such a small door, but how did such a big carriage of yours get in?"
"Where there's a will, there's a way! Wang Teng, all I can say is, the bigger your heart, the bigger your stage!"
Wang Teng gave a thumbs up: "Master, I admire your eloquence, it's truly amazing!"
Ye Fan looked at Wang Teng and gave him a thumbs up: "Wang Teng, thank you for saving Cangnan and Daxia!"
Lu Wuwei nodded approvingly: "Yes, if it were just a few old bones like us, we might not be able to stop these evil gods. After all, we are just humans, not gods!"
Zhou Ping smiled kindly at the two men, and then Wang Teng smiled back at Zhou Ping. Zhou Ping immediately lowered his head, not daring to look at them.
Oh no, this is a seasoned socially anxious person!