Primordial World: Big shots are all my friends
Chapter 79: Original text - 79, Lingzhu Zi acts as

Chapter 79: Original text: Chapter 79, Lingzhu Zi acts as

Bai Jin took a few steps in the square, paused his footsteps, clapped his hands happily and exclaimed: "I’ve got it!"

Shaking his head and swaying with deep emotion, he recited:

"Jadescent Nectar glides down the throat

Floating carefree with an immortal’s poise.

Everywhere, the scenery charms

While a child is caught stealing an ox

A rebuke! Halt!

The mischievous lad with a blade takes flight~"

Bai Jin looked around at the crowd, smiling as he spoke: "Fellow Daoists, what do you think of my poem?"

A child is caught stealing an ox? The people from the Human Sect turned pale, and Xuandu and Zhenwu hurriedly rose, shooting upwards into the sky.

Where did the mischievous lad with a blade take flight to? People from the Chan Sect and the Western Sect also turned pale, and in a flash, they took to the skies, with silhouettes cutting across the heavens.

Bai Jin raised his flask, looking up hastily and shouting, "Uncle Master, junior brothers, don’t go! Have a few more drinks with me."

The sky offered no reply, and in the blink of an eye, the areas of the Human Sect, Chan Sect, and Western Sect were deserted, even the Jie Sect’s camp had scattered, running to join in the excitement—though their senior brother had returned, Kui Niu should be fine, but that didn’t stop them from enjoying the spectacle. How interesting.

Duobao stood up, puzzled, "There are thieves in Wa Emperor Heaven?"

Bai Jin shook his flask and said, "Not a thief, but a cute child with an excess of curiosity, hmm~ indeed very cute, I quite like him."

Wudang Saint looked at Bai Jin, smiled helplessly and said, "You’re so wicked! Let’s go take a look too."

Bai Jin quickly responded, "Senior brother, senior sister, please go ahead! I think I’ve drunk a bit too much, I’ll rest here for a while."

Wudang Saint looked Bai Jin up and down, laughed and said, "It’s just as well that you don’t go!"

The remaining Jie Sect Disciples followed the Wudang Saint and Duobao, drifting towards the outside.

Bai Jin lazily sat back in his seat, tapped on the table, thunk~ a longan fruit leapt up, and he gulped it down Aoow~ no wonder Nuwa will cast Lingzhu Zi down to the mortal realm in the future, he’s such a lawless brat!

A sudden thought flashed through his mind, had I told Ran Deng and Xuandu about collecting the Nine Dragons Incense Chariot and letting Green Bull leave? It seems like I hadn’t. Well, it doesn’t matter.

...

On a small bridge in the Eastern part of the Sky Garden, a child in a bellyband was walking, holding a red ribbon in one hand and a shiny hoop in the other, with a beautiful brush tied to his waist, looking around unrecognizably.

Lingzhu Zi’s eyes were filled with confusion, I remember there should be a Green Bull here, right?! Where has it gone? That Chariot is missing too, could it have been stolen?

Two figures suddenly descended from the sky, landing beside the bridge.

Zhenwu spoke anxiously, "This is bad, Master’s ox is stolen, and Golden Horn and Silver Horn are gone as well."

Xuandu’s face was ashen, unable to comprehend how such a thief could exist in Wa Emperor Heaven?

Both turned their heads to look at Lingzhu Zi on the bridge, who looked up with chest puffed out and faced them proudly, Are we going to fight?!

A child steals an ox, the figure fits.

The mischievous lad with a blade takes flight, chubby and plump, at first glance one would think him well-behaved and sensible, not mischievous, nor holding a blade, it shouldn’t be him.

Xuandu turned his head back, speaking gravely, "Let’s go, continue searching elsewhere."

The two immediately soared into the sky.

...

On a flat grassland, Ran Deng led the Chan Sect’s Golden Immortals in descent, each with a bizarre expression on their faces. The Nine Dragons Incense Chariot has been stolen? Should we be sad or happy about this?

Without the Nine Dragons Incense Chariot, our Master’s mount will be the Four Unlikes —steady, distinguished, understated— perfectly suiting Master’s status, far better than the flashy but insubstantial Nine Dragons Incense Chariot.

Without the Nine Dragons Incense Chariot, Master will no longer remember Bai Jin’s kindness. Thinking this way, it’s a good turn of events! We should thank that little thief.

Boom~ A violent aura rose in the distance, with Ran Deng and the others immediately turning to look.

Ci Hang hesitated and said, "Something seems to have happened with the Western Sect. Has the thief been caught? Shall we go take a look?"

Guang Chengzi said with conflict, "What if the Nine Dragons Incense Chariot is found again?"

Ran Deng furrowed his brows and said, "Let’s go! If the Nine Dragons Incense Chariot is truly fated to be with our Teacher, there’s no escaping it."

The crowd flew towards the source of the violent aura.

...

Above a lake, numerous Western Disciples stood, their complexions livid with rage.

Disciples of the Chan Sect, Human Sect, and Jie Sect also converged from all sides, looking towards the center of the lake with odd expressions, struggling to suppress their laughter.

In the center of the lake grew a Twelve-Grade Merit Golden Lotus, a divine object of the Western Sect that stabilized Qi Fortune and also the carriage of Saint Zhunti, only now it was smeared with a riot of colors.

On the Eastern side was a red tortoise, on the Western side a white piglet, on the Southern side a black cat arching its back, on the Northern side a green ox head with hands on its hips—all felt oddly adorable.

Beside the Twelve-Grade Golden Lotus was a golden cloud; this was no ordinary cloud but Saint Zhunti’s mount, yet now the golden cloud had been wrapped and shaped into indescribable lumps.

Among the Jie Sect crowd, Gu Liang’s eyes lit up, her face filled with joy, whispering, "Sister, look, how cute!"

Shi Ji rolled her eyes; cute? It’s clearly undermining the dignity of Saints.

...

Mile’s smile seemed a bit forced as he slowly said, "Which Fellow Daoist is playing this joke? Please come forward to reveal yourself." He squinted his eyes, scanning the people from the Human Sect, Chan Sect, and Jie Sect.

Immortals from the Human Sect, Chan Sect, and Jie Sect each looked up to the sky, as if to say, don’t look at me, I didn’t do it.

Inside Nuwa Palace, Zhunti spoke faintly, "Sister, is this your disciple?"

"He was born from my Creation Skill, indeed he shares a destiny with me."

Jieyin said with a pained expression, "Brother, is it really okay for your disciple to do this?"

Tongtian replied irritably, "What has Bai Jin done? He’s still drinking alone! The most well-behaved is him."

Zhunti rolled her eyes; deviousness and cunning are considered well-behaved? Speaking solemnly, "Sister, if my disciples lose control later, please don’t mind."

Nuwa nodded and said, "Of course."

All Saints looked outside again; Taishang, Primordial, Tongtian, all wore smiles, quite amusing, isn’t it?

Above the lake, Mile asked again with a smile, "Which Fellow Daoist is playing this joke? Please, show yourself."

A small red figure suddenly burst forth, with Lingzhu Zi floating above the lake, boasting proudly, "Of course, it’s my drawing, isn’t it beautiful? The previous lotus was too monotonous, isn’t this much cuter!"

He waved his hand grandly, "Right, I’m not entirely satisfied with this work, I didn’t enjoy drawing on the ox. No need for any gratitude gifts, consider it a gift from me."

Gratitude gifts? Mile’s expression darkened, the smile completely vanishing, angrily saying, "Beat him up!"

Dozens of golden Western Spells shot towards Lingzhu Zi.

Lingzhu Zi’s expression changed, the Chaos Sky Silk wrapped around his arm instantly flew out, forming a fiery whirlwind, encapsulating him within.