Chapter 905: Chapter 909: Here Cos Work! Chapter 905: Chapter 909: Here Cos Work! …
When it cos to charisma, Zhu Minglang truly had none at all.
As expected, on the side of the Tianshu True Gods, Flaunting God beca the “representative,” with countless leaders joining Flaunting God’s ranks, all hoping to share in the spoils under Flaunting God’s leadership.
The Building Dragon Sect seed to really suit him.
The Sect Master was alone.
And his current situation confird this identity, though he was the most revered, Zhu Minglang couldn’t assemble a Divine Team to heed his commands.
On one hand, the team leader must be a True God.
Only True Gods could see the Ancient Species and only they could perceive the Ancient Species.
On the other hand, Zhu Minglang indeed offended many gods within the circle of Tianshu True Gods, not actively seeking connections and disregarding others’ overtures, and he frequently engaged in actions like breaking people’s fingers, punching Ming ng and kicking Flaunting, dooming himself to isolation.
Of course, Zhu Minglang wasn’t completely isolated.
Linghu Ling and Wu Xiao would certainly love to hang out with Zhu Minglang; after all, following the Great Demon Head Zhu Minglang at Dragon Gate, they had never been at a disadvantage.
However, the two were both representatives of gods and needed to lead their own teams.
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In recent days, other True Gods were all mobilizing, forming alliances, and creating factions.
Zhu Minglang, however, beca idle, frequently visiting massage parlors. Though Little War God Yang Bing, Qin Zuo, Li Wangshan, and others wanted to follow Zhu Minglang, he felt it was more convenient to roam alone.
Great responsibilities descended from the heavens, but they had nothing to do with !
Xuan Ge elder sister was keen to help him up, but he had offended too many gods, making it impossible to rise.
“Mr. Zhu, the capital is suddenly empty, we just hang around here every day, shouldn’t we be doing sothing?” Ling Song couldn’t help but ask.
“No rush, let them go and deal with it first. The intrigue among the gods is fierce, and when immortals fight, mortals suffer. We’ll just wait for those gods to commit infractions,” Zhu Minglang said.
“Oh, okay.”
“Do we have any more grapes? Bring so more over; it’s not enough,” Zhu Minglang said to the blind girl Show Young Lady.
“Yes, there are. Little Jiang, wash so more grapes,” the blind girl said softly to a girl in the courtyard.
The girl crisply complied.
Soon, the girl brought over a plate of washed grapes, carefully placing it beside Zhu Minglang. Her big, black eyes shone like pearls as she curiously scrutinized Zhu Minglang.
“Why just one plate? What about mine?” Ling Song complained.
Seeing the girl almost pressing up against his cheek, Zhu Minglang couldn’t help but smile and asked, “Are you new here?”
“Mhm, mhm, big brother is so handso,” the girl nad Little Jiang said.
“How old are you?”
“I just turned twelve,” Little Jiang replied.
“If my fingers being broken allows you not to miss the beauty of this world, it was worth it,” Zhu Minglang said, nodding in satisfaction.
“Big brother, what are you saying? Little Jiang doesn’t understand,” the girl said.
Little Jiang was curious about everything and had a fearless and endearing charm.
“What about mine? At such a young age, how can you judge by appearance? Bring your brother a plate of grapes too,” Ling Song called out from the side.
“Alright, Uncle Ling Song.”
“…” Ling Song leaned back, closing his eyes tightly, cursing in his heart the injustice of the world.
After eating the grapes, Zhu Minglang left with an umbrella in hand.
The wind rushed in, nearly blowing away a small piece of silver left in the grape plate.
Ling Song glanced at it, surprised.
“He actually paid this ti!” Ling Song exclaid.
The blind girl asked Little Jiang to put away the silver, her delicate hands instinctively clenching the fabric of her dress.
She couldn’t see what Zhu Minglang looked like.
But not long before, when she secretly brought out a girl from Man Nation who had not been blinded, the blind girl realized sothing.
Since she was sensible, she had been burning incense in worship of the gods.
In her shop now, there was also an incense altar, where the incense had never ceased, and she even insisted on praying before sleeping every day…
It was just that, everything she had done in the past couldn’t compare to a few monts of idle conversation with a special guest.
At that mont, the blind girl also understood why he hadn’t given her money last ti.
However, this kindness was sothing she feared she could never repay, even if she were to serve as a beast of burden for many lifetis.
“What’s wrong, why are you suddenly crying?” Ling Song, seeing the moisture in Show Young Lady’s eyes, was puzzled.
Was it just because he had given money?
It wasn’t as if the gesture was so touching; after all, he always gave money during his visits, and sotis even more than required. Yet, Show Young Lady never accepted more than she should.
“The wind blew into my eyes. Ling Gongzi, this Mr. Zhu is quite special, isn’t he?”
“Apart from being handso, I don’t really see how he stands out. Of course, maybe we haven’t spent that much ti together… Oh, and he is quite righteous. I helped him steal sothing, and when a problem arose, he didn’t hesitate to confront Flaunting God,” said Ling Song.
After Ling Song left, Show Young Lady took out a piece of paper and a pen.
“Little Jiang, don’t you know how to do ink painting? Can you draw that gentleman for ?” asked Show Young Lady.
“Sure, but elder sister, you can’t see, and the other elder sisters can’t see either, so what’s the point in drawing?”
“Hang it at the incense altar. From now on, we will worship only this deity.”
“Eh?? Is he a deity!” exclaid Little Jiang, her big black eyes sparkling.
“Mm-hmm.”
“Then… then do we still take his money?”
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The rain was persistent.
The blue rain made the entire Xuange Country Capital seem like a mystical city from a poem or painting. After completing his usual dragon taming duties behind the Divine Temple on the hill, Zhu Minglang stepped on the damp stone steps.
Suddenly, Zhu Minglang sensed sothing and looked up at the sky.
For so reason, Zhu Minglang felt that the Fu Chen Star, which belonged to him, had beco increasingly conspicuous.
Sotis, he could sense its presence even during the dayti.
Moreover, occasionally when he let his mind wander, Zhu Minglang would hear so soft murmuring prayers, like a distant and soothing song, unclear in words but incredibly comforting to listen to.
“Quite leisurely,” he mused.
“Speaking of which, I wonder if any of the ancient species possess that kind of intelligence.”
“If it were , seeing this Xuange Country Capital so empty, without many gods to guard it, I would definitely co here and trample all over it…” Zhu Minglang said to himself as he walked under his umbrella.
At that mont, Zhu Minglang glanced through the veil of rain at the hazy distant mountains where a strange fog was slowly drifting towards the nearby holy cities of Xuange Country Capital.
In this blue misty rain, Zhu Minglang vaguely saw a bizarre figure within the fog, its dark silhouette outlined by the divine light of his Fu Chen Star from above the sky!
Zhu Minglang’s spirits lifted!
There really was one!
This ancient Yao possessed the perfect wisdom that matched his own!
“Monster, well t, well t indeed!”
I was about to grow mushrooms staying in this divine country!
I, Zhu Minglang, am willing to recognize you as the most sagacious of ancient monsters!
Just be a bit gentle later on.
“Wake up, wake up, it’s ti for action!”
With his mood greatly improved, Zhu Minglang hurriedly roused the dragon pets within the Spirit Realm!
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