This Human Immortal Is Too Serious-Chapter 505 - 503: You Are a Good God

After the tedious social obligations of returning to the city, Wu Wang finally returned to his long-missed grand estate.

Uncle Shan was busy preparing a grand barbecue banquet for the evening, while Aunt Qing and others heated water for Wu Wang's bath. Wu Wang himself sat comfortably in a beast-hide chair, stretching his arms and legs.

What a relief.

Little Jin Wei hasn't returned yet?

Wu Wang's Divine Thought spread out, searching for Jin Wei's presence, but he found no trace of her in Liuli City.

Previously, Zhong Ling had reported that Jin Wei was taken by the Liuli god to watch a 'live broadcast' in the sky, attentively watching him the entire journey.

Otherwise, that romantic luck... He wouldn't do anything improper!

Before he had much time to rest, a guard ran to Wu Wang's doorstep, saying that General Wang Mianjin invited Wu Wang to a gathering at his residence.

That evening, the Shrine Institute planned to host a banquet for the Celestial Fox Tribe's delegation. Wu Wang, still serving as the Envoy, was naturally expected to attend.

Wu Wang agreed and asked the guard to convey a message to General Wang Mianjin: to provide tight protection for the Celestial Fox Tribe's High Priest and her party, lest their efforts be ruined at the last moment.

After sending the guard away, Aunt Qing's call came from nearby. "Hurry up and take a bath. Are you going out again tonight?"

"Tonight, General Wang has invited me for dinner," Wu Wang said with a smile. "Having traveled such a distance there and back, General Wang must treat me to a hearty meal."

Aunt Qing retorted with a laugh, "General Wang is the most powerful general in the Luili Realm. He invites you to dinner, yet you act as if you're at a loss and he's the one profiting."

"That's exactly right; he *is* the one profiting." Wu Wang shook himself and stood up. "I am now the big brother to the only disciple of the Liuli god!"

"You! Hurry up and take your bath!"

"Alright, I'm going right now."

Wu Wang chuckled and leisurely strolled toward his small building in the backyard. The two maidens inside, knowing Wu Wang's rules, helped him remove his outer robe, then bowed their heads and exited, closing the door behind them.

As he soaked in the warm water, Wu Wang felt utterly relaxed. The lingering fatigue hidden within him was coaxed out, spreading from his limbs and meridians with a tingling soreness.

Scenes from his recent trip flashed swiftly through his mind.

The fox maiden from the Celestial Fox Tribe, Lu'er, is worth cultivating—a promising seedling who might one day become a worker in the Celestial Court. The timing of my reunion with Grandpa was much earlier than I planned. Thankfully, the Water God is trustworthy—Mother said so, Zhong Ling said so, and the predictions of the Heavenly Dao confirmed it. From this perspective, the Candle Dragon Divine Faction is actually in decline. If we could offer a reasonable opportunity to the gods of the Outer Sky and gradually diminish Candle Dragon's deterrence, those gods might eventually rebel against Candle Dragon on their own. The Martial God would be perfect as a leader. He's strong, good-natured, possesses a warrior's heart, and strongly disapproves of Candle Dragon. Moreover, the Martial God previously followed The Ancient Emperor of the Suiren Clan and has a benevolent and respectful disposition toward living beings—an exceedingly precious trait among the Innate Gods.

Wu Wang sighed softly. The legacy of Suiren. All along my journey, I've been mostly under the influence of Fu Xi, Shen Nong, and Suiren—the three great ancestors of the Human race—receiving endless benefits. One generation plants the trees, another gets the shade. What I can do for future generations is to overcome the coming great calamity.

Wu Wang closed his eyes and concentrated, his spiritual mind aligning with the Heavenly Dao. He allowed his avatar to soak in the tub and rest as he began checking whether the Celestial Court and the Heavenly Dao were operating normally. It seems I can't relax for a single day.

...

「Meanwhile.」

In the underwater Temple of the Water God.

The Martial God had just arrived when he saw the Water God closing the door to a side chamber and leisurely emerging, hands clasped behind his back.

"Old Water, how's Little Nu?"

"For now, she's alright," the Water God answered with a serious tone. "We're searching for ways to restore her Divine Power. It's best not to disturb her right now."

"Eh," the Martial God's eyebrows twitched a few times. "On the way back, did she say anything like, 'I'll definitely slap that little rascal to death'?"

"No, she did not."

The Water God smiled gently. "Why, are you worried that she might seek revenge on your beloved disciple Qing Shan?"

"Not at all! Little Nu isn't the kind of goddess to act so childishly!" The Martial God pondered for a moment. "I'm concerned that if this incident gets out, won't they all know that I have a young fellow here who might challenge Candle Dragon in the future? Candle Dragon's body is bigger than a mountain range, but his pettiness is smaller than a sesame seed. What if he takes preemptive action... This must be guarded against."

"Why are you so concerned about this Qing Shan?" asked the Water God, frowning. "We've known each other for many years. When you said that we Innate Gods, by referring to ourselves with the formal 'I', tend to seem detached from living beings, I changed my manner of self-address because of it. Our relationship may not be like father and son, but we're certainly sworn friends. Give it to me straight: is there something fishy about this Qing Shan?"

"Qing Shan is just Qing Shan. What could be fishy about him?" The Martial God chuckled sheepishly, completely unaware that his old friend was both hinting and probing. "Or perhaps I should talk to Little Nu about it? If that doesn't work, I'll share some Divine Power with her. I've amassed a great deal of the faith of living beings in my Martial God Twelve Realms—that's precious stuff!"

The Water God's eyes lit up. "You're willing to share Divine Power?"

"Am I such a stingy God?" The Martial God laughed. "Alright, I'll talk to Little Nu, as long as she keeps this matter confidential!"

"Would she be foolish enough to let this out? Who would be embarrassed if it were known?" The Water God sighed helplessly and spoke telepathically to the Martial God.

"Obviously Little Nu..." The Martial God frowned. "So we're not going to mention it now? Won't Little Nu be purely at a loss then?"

"You could present it as a gift," said the Water God. "Just like that, invite Little Nu to your Martial God World as a guest. Then, without saying much, you can guide your share of the faith of living beings to her. It'd be somewhat awkward if you went and stated it outright. Little Nu considers us her friends, and that's why she'd give benefits to Qing Shan. Don't be so clueless as to go straight up to her and say, 'Let's make a deal.' That's no way to treat a friend!"

"Why does this have to be so complicated?" The Martial God shook his head in dissatisfaction but didn't say much more. After learning a set of phrases from the Water God, he finally knocked on the great doors of the adjacent temple.

A short while later, the Martial God came out looking dejected. Clearly, he had been thoroughly extorted by the Goddess of Fortune, not only parting with a significant amount of faith but also apparently agreeing to some bizarre conditions.

A wisp of the Water God's Dao charm drifted over, leading the Martial God to the front hall for tea.

No sooner had the two old friends taken their seats than the Water God asked with a smile, "What exactly did you agree to give Little Nu?"

"Divine Power—what else could it be?" The Martial God tried to buoy his spirits, but soon let out a deflated sigh and dejectedly scratched his head.

The Water God elegantly lifted the ornate teacup and stained his watery form with a touch of tea color.

Just then, the Martial God muttered, "I also granted her some authority to command my Divine Guards."

PFFT. The Water God turned and spat out a mouthful of liquid. "You gave her command over your Divine Guards?"

"She's so weak now; wouldn't it be dangerous if someone bullied her?" The Martial God asked, puzzled. "Why are you so surprised? I simply gave her some power to protect herself until she regains her strength."

The Water God replied, "As long as you're happy."

"Sigh..." The Martial God heaved a deep sigh.

The Water God wondered, "You didn't happen to promise her more than that, did you?"

"Ah, I also imparted some insights into the Martial Arts," the Martial God said with a smile. "It's no big deal. Since Little Nu enjoys it, I let her ponder it herself."

"Could there possibly be more?"

"A few Weapons, for her protection. Right now, she's, tsk, quite delicate."

"That's not too bad." The Water God slowly nodded. "Little Nu really seized the moment and bit you hard. So why the long face? Apart from the authority over your own Divine Guards, the rest isn't much of a loss."

The Martial God scratched his head and said in a low voice, "Do you think... could Little Nu be interested in me?"

The Water God's round belly turned pink, and his eyes sparkled with light. He asked, "May I ask, eminent Innate God, how did you arrive at such a conclusion? Is that what's been troubling you?"

"Well, my fear is, if things progress with Little Nu, then later, when I have to face off against Candle Dragon, it might put her in a rough spot, being caught in the middle." The Martial God lamented, "You know, I've made a great vow to defeat Candle Dragon and make up for my older brother's past defeat. Although Little Nu has a strained relationship with Candle Dragon, the bond of blood is profound; they are, after all, father and daughter. This is what troubles me."

The Water God couldn't help but fall into deep thought. Given his understanding of the Martial God, there's a chance... the Martial God might be misunderstanding something.

The Water God asked, "What did she say to you?"

The Martial God's handsome face, which looked as if it had been chiseled by a knife and then pressed flat by a rolling pin, couldn't help but reveal an embarrassed smile. His eyes were somewhat hazy, carrying a hint of reminiscence, which quickly turned into yearning. "When it was time for me to leave, she suddenly called out to stop me. Her eyes were shining, her expression somewhat pitiful, and she said to me softly..."

"What did she say?"

"...'You are a good God.'"

The Martial God covered his eyes with a large hand, squirming in his soft throne.

A few dark lines formed on the Water God's forehead, but he didn't interrupt the Martial God's thoughts, calmly watching him sway back and forth. This guy just isn't cut out for relationships. He's better off single; it suits him.

The Martial God whispered, "Hey, Old Water, do you think I should give her a gift as thanks for her sentiment and find some kind words to gently reject her?"

"It's best not to," said the Water God slowly. "Just observe how things unfold. No need to overthink anything else."

"Well... Alright." The Martial God shook his head slightly and leaned back in his chair, his expression gaining a bit more liveliness.

The Water God slowly closed his eyes, saying, "I will sense the operation of the Water Dao." As he spoke, his spiritual mind returned to stillness, yet he sent forth a thread of Divine Thought, disturbing that tiny droplet thousands of miles away.

The droplet trembled gently, and Wu Wang's avatar's Divine Soul immediately responded. "Grandpa, what's the matter?"

"Things have calmed down on Little Nu's side. I'm just letting you know not to worry. I will figure out a way later to keep Little Nu in the Martial God World and my Temple of the Water God."

"Mm, thank you for your trouble, Grandpa."

Wu Wang agreed, and the Water God quickly withdrew his Divine Thought to reduce the chances of exposure. Having an additional helper certainly saves a lot of worry.

Wu Wang's avatar regained sensation. Although the bathwater had cooled, its touch on his skin made Wu Wang nostalgic for his days at the Annihilation Sect Mountain. He had a Lotus Pond for his baths, and a nice hot spring was just a turn to the left outside the mountain gate.

A faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. Wu Wang was about to open his eyes when he suddenly heard his room door being pushed open. His Divine Thought swept through, and Wu Wang was aware of the sneaky figure. It was too late to get dressed, so he simply continued to lie there, feigning sleep.

Outside the window, the sun was setting, bathing everything in a golden glow. The Soldier who was to escort him to the Wang Estate was already waiting outside the main gate.

The scene returned to the near foreground. The girl, whose figure could be tentatively described as svelte, had already sneaked behind the screen. She poked her head out from the edge of the screen with a giggle. "Bro, bro~"

Only then did Wu Wang stop feigning sleep and open his eyes. "What's the matter?" Wu Wang asked, covering his mouth to yawn. "When did you get back?"

"I just came back with Teacher," Jin Wei said. She was about to jump out from behind the screen, but her eyes fell on Wu Wang's distinctly muscled torso, and she hesitated.

Wu Wang blinked. He suddenly had the urge to tease her. He exerted a little force with his feet and stood up straight!

"Ah! Bro!" Jin Wei let out a soft cry and quickly turned around.

Wu Wang glanced at the bath towel wrapped around his waist and laughed. "Go out and wait for me! How dare you peep at a man bathing!"

"Hmph, I'm not talking to you anymore!" Jin Wei stomped her foot and ran towards the door with her head down. But as she reached the doorway, she couldn't help glancing back before disappearing in a flash.

Wu Wang's mood brightened considerably. He changed into a simple outfit of a short shirt, long pants, and boots. Casually tying up his long hair, the image of a bright and cheerful young martial artist was complete.

After greeting Uncle Shan and Aunt Qing, Wu Wang searched the courtyard for Little Jin Wei, only to find she had already escaped toward the tower with her outstanding agility. She was supposed to attend the banquet at the Wang Estate tonight as well. After all, she was the true representative of the Liuli god in the Luili Realm; even a brief appearance would be sufficient to show the importance given to the Celestial Fox Tribe.

...

Soldiers led the way, and the carriage proceeded, the road, of course, unobstructed.

When Wu Wang arrived, the Wang Estate was already brightly lit. Elegant string music filled the void of the night. The magnificent hall was full of moving figures. In the center of the hall, on a round platform, several beautiful women in revealing clothes danced gracefully. Maidens in simple-colored long skirts also moved back and forth. Just when Wu Wang thought their attire was relatively decent, he caught a glimpse of their skirt slits, which reached almost to their shoulders…

They might as well be naked! These decadent nobles sure know how to enjoy themselves.

Despite the many beautiful women and pleasant views on all sides, Wu Wang's gaze only shifted slightly before he was captivated by the fox maiden sitting quietly by the main seat. She was also dressed grandly for the occasion today, her face adorned with delicate makeup, looking like a beautiful visage carved from jade, which added to her allure. She wore a light green tube-top dress and ivory-colored, knee-high boots. These complemented her carefully groomed, flowing long hair. Her fox ears had already turned towards Wu Wang, and her snow-white fox tail swayed gently behind her...

Quite nice. If I brought her back to the Celestial Court as a maiden, that other fox maiden from Qingqiu would probably lose her job on the spot!

Lu'er had already spied Wu Wang's figure. Ignoring the complimentary words of several young talents beside her, she stood up straight from her seat, her smile brimming with joy.

An official loudly announced, "The Envoy has arrived!"

Wu Wang, who was just about to step into the venue, instantly became the center of attention, drawing looks from all directions. Both Wang Mianjin and the High Priest stood up from the main seats at the same time.

Wu Wang was not intimidated by such a minor scene. He walked forward calmly, clasping his hands in a gesture to the men and women who greeted him. "Ladies and gentlemen, please don't mind me. Just carry on as before. I'll find a place to have some food."

"My lord!" Lu'er said hastily, "If you do not mind, please come to my seat. I will serve you at your side."

Just as Wu Wang was about to nod in agreement, he noticed the dejected expressions of the young men nearby.

"Uncle Qing Shan!" Mo Feng jumped out from a corner, waving vigorously at Wu Wang.

"I will go there," Wu Wang said with an apologetic smile to Lu'er. After exchanging a glance with Wang Mianjin, he turned and headed towards Mo Feng and Fu Er's seats.

Upon closer inspection, most of the students from the Sky Class and Earth Class had arrived. However, most of them were dining and enjoying the music and dance in the corners, forming two separate circles from the influential figures of Liuli City.

Wu Wang had just taken his seat when a maiden immediately brought over a low table and served delicious delicacies.

Fu Er laughed and scolded, "Junior Brother, how can you be so oblivious?"

Mo Feng, realizing it late, looked up at the somewhat downcast fox maiden near the main seat, then turned his head to look at Wu Wang, finally snapping out of his daze. "Uncle Qing Shan, perhaps you shouldn't stay here?"

"What does it matter where I am?" Wu Wang took a bite of the roasted Spirit Beast meat and said with a smile, "Don't get me wrong, I'm the one being pursued here."

Fu Er blinked, muttering softly, "Uncle, aren't your standards a bit too high? Such a fox maiden... with such an attractive appearance, and the innate charm of the Celestial Fox Tribe, you don't find her appealing?"

"How should I put it?" Wu Wang hummed softly. "I don't feel anything."

Mo Feng looked at his senior sister and chuckled, "Feelings can be cultivated, you know."

Before Wu Wang could argue back, a sudden warning surged from deep within him. His eyes, like lightning, darted towards one of the maidens in the hall. She was holding a new pitcher of wine, headed towards the main seat. Her expression was flawless, and her demeanor was indistinguishable from the other maidens.

What's going on? Is the wine poisoned?

Without delay, Wu Wang picked up his wine cup and beckoned Mo Feng and Fu Er to accompany him towards the main seat, his gaze fixed on the pitcher.

Before they reached the steps, Wang Mianjin stood up with a smile. "Envoy, you've worked hard. It should be me going to you to offer a toast, considering you've traveled back and forth with so much toil."

"Ah, I'm a young man; General Wang shouldn't be so formal," Wu Wang replied with a smile, emptying the wine from his cup in one gulp. He then turned towards the High Priest and Lu'er, saying, "Are you both settled in comfortably?"

"Yes," Lu'er responded with a tender smile. "I'm quite comfortable. The architecture here is indeed fascinating, completely different from that of our tribal land. Envoy, if you are free tomorrow, you must take me around the city."

Wu Wang nodded in response with a smile. He casually drew the new wine pitcher into the palm of his hand, pretending to pour himself wine. The Heavenly Dao sensed it: the wine had been laced with a deadly poison, a dose capable of felling a Martial Emperor Realm martial artist.

But with a flick of his finger, the wine pitcher suddenly shattered. Droplets of wine spilled onto the ground, eliciting several gasps from those nearby. A crowd quickly gathered, expressing their concern.

Wu Wang looked down at the spilled wine with an awkward expression, a flicker of doubt crossing his eyes momentarily. Wait, doesn't poisoned wine usually sizzle and smoke, or froth up when spilled? Why isn't this poisoned wine... It's all lies! Ah, right, if poisoned wine had such a strong chemical reaction on the ground, how could anyone drink it without noticing?

Wu Wang sniffed and furrowed his brows. He suddenly gestured for everyone to step back and said in a low voice, "This wine isn't right. There's a poison spreading!"

The entire hall fell deathly silent. Wang Mianjin moved around the low table to kneel before the spilled wine. He barely touched it with his finger; his expression changed dramatically!

"Heart Destruction Powder! Guards! Seal the entire residence! No one here is allowed to leave!"

Wu Wang took advantage of the confusion to return to his seat. He savored the fine wine and delicacies, continuing to eat. If Wang Mianjin can't even handle what comes next, then he doesn't deserve to keep his title as the Great General of the Luili Realm.