I am a boss in the world of nine uncles

"Proxy war? That's a very apt term," said Barefoot Immortal.

Qin Yao nodded and said with a smile, "I understand."

"That's good. Getting away from this vortex will surely be a blessing in your life," the Barefoot Immortal said gently.

"Great Immortal, you've misunderstood. I didn't say I was leaving," Qin Yao said, waving his hand.

The Barefoot Immortal's expression froze slightly: "Not leaving? So you mean you know what you're doing?"

Qin Yao said, "Following your example with the Dragon Clan, we will also select a representative."

Barefoot Immortal: "..."

For a moment, he didn't know how to evaluate this behavior.

Behind him stood the Queen Mother of the West and Guanyin Bodhisattva; behind the dragon clan stood the Dragon Ancestor Emperor and the ancient dragon gods hidden in the shadows.

And what makes this little immortal cultivator think he can join the fight?
In comparison, the other party's declaration was so absurd and laughable that it was like an ant clamoring to fight two dragons for food!
"are you serious?"

After a long while, the Barefoot Immortal confirmed with a strange expression.

Qin Yao nodded emphatically: "Seriously."

In fact, he is not only serious, but also confident and goal-oriented.

In terms of using minimal force to achieve maximum effect, he, with his prophetic abilities, is absolutely a professional.

The Queen Mother of the West is very noble, sacred, and powerful, but she is not invincible...

Guanyin Bodhisattva's fame resounds throughout the three realms, but how does she compare to Maitreya?
As long as they find the right entry point and grasp the fulcrum, they are not invincible, nor are they invincible!
"I have nothing more to say. You'd better take care of yourself." The Barefoot Immortal sighed inwardly and served tea to see his guest out.

Qin Yao understood and silently stood up: "Thank you for your hospitality, Great Immortal. I would like to reiterate one last time that our goals are the same."

Having said that, he immediately stepped into the void and drifted away.

Are they consistent?

The Barefoot Immortal watched his departing figure, shook his head, and disagreed.

As the saying goes, you can't reason with a fool. Since he's so ignorant and insists on getting involved, let him bear the consequences himself...

at the same time.

The Dragon Palace of the East Sea, the residence of Yazi.

After hearing the reports from the sea yaksha and the white shark monster, the dragon prince Yazi, with his silver hair, fair face, and eerie eyes, raised his eyebrows and said coldly, "Where did this wandering immortal come from, daring to bully this prince!"

The two demons fell silent, too terrified to answer.

Beside her, a woman dressed in a purple off-shoulder dress and matching hair accessories, with stunning beauty and a cold, elegant demeanor, raised her hand to smooth the wrinkles on her brows and said softly:
"There is no shortage of cultivators in this world who think they can roam the world with their swords and help the weak and punish the strong just because they have some skill."

That fellow is probably a mortal disciple from some immortal sect. Your Highness, there's no need to get angry over him; it's not worth it."

Ya Zi reached out and pulled the other into his arms, taking a deep breath of the fragrant scent emanating from him. The anger on his face gradually subsided, and he asked the two demons, "What's that fellow's name?"

"No... I didn't ask," the sea demon said, trembling with fear.

"If you don't even know their name, you'd be even more unaware of their origins, wouldn't you?" Ya Zi said coldly.

"Your Highness is wise," White Shark said with a fawning smile.

Ya Zi snorted coldly, then slapped the two demons twice in mid-air, knocking them to the ground: "Useless trash, go and investigate. If you can't find out any detailed information about the other party, you two don't need to come back!"

The next day.

Meizhou Island.

The roof of the Lin family's house.

Lin Moniang gripped a bronze mirror tightly in both hands, gazing at the calm sea reflected in it, and murmured, "He really did it."

At that time, Magistrate Wu claimed to be a Buddhist monk and volunteered to investigate the truth, which made her somewhat skeptical.

Now it seems that Magistrate Wu is indeed very capable, but it's unclear how he managed to do it...

"Mo Niang, can we set sail today?"

Just as she was lost in thought, Lin Yuan suddenly led her son out of the main hall and looked up to ask.

Lin Moniang seemed to wake from a dream, and turned around with a smile: "That's fine, Father."

"Finally, it's done." Lin Yuan breathed a sigh of relief and turned to say, "Boss, go get the fishing net."

A short while later, the news that the Lin family father and son were able to go out to sea spread throughout the entire fishing village. Every household carried their fishing gear and rushed to the beach with great excitement.

Lin Moniang smiled slightly, quickly stepped off the roof, and headed out to the government office.

She was really curious about what had happened and decided to go ask that mysterious county magistrate.

"Mo Niang, Mo Niang..."

Before long, as she was walking forward, she suddenly heard familiar shouts coming from behind her.

Looking back, he saw his childhood friend, Shengquan, walking briskly towards him with a complex expression on his face that he couldn't understand.

"What's wrong, Brother Shengquan?"

Yang Shengquan replied, "I've been calling you the whole way, but you didn't hear me. What are you thinking about?"

Lin Moniang smiled and said, "Sorry, I was daydreaming."

Yang Shengquan pursed his lips and said, "Are you going to see Lord Wu again?"

“Yes, we need to ask him something,” Lin Moniang said.

Yang Shengquan really wanted to ask if you liked him, but he held back the question and forced a dry laugh, saying, "You two have been seeing each other quite a bit lately."

Lin Moniang said with a smile, "He's the village's resident official, so we'll definitely have to go to him if we need anything."

Yang Shengquan said with mixed feelings, "But you are, after all, a girl..."

"Shengquan, it's time to go." Suddenly, Yang's father appeared with a fishing net and shouted loudly.

"I'm here," Yang Shengquan replied, said goodbye hastily, and left quickly.

Lin Moniang was completely baffled, so she simply stopped thinking about it and ran briskly towards the government office...

Ten days later.

Early in the morning, Lin Moniang took out a bronze mirror to check the celestial phenomena. She saw lightning and thunder, and a violent storm over the sea. The terrifying scene made her expression change slightly, and she quickly went to inform her father.

She initially thought it was just a normal weather change, but after three consecutive days of this, she could no longer sit still. She ran towards the government office in the golden light of the setting sun, and upon entering, she cried out, "Lord Wu, Lord Wu!"

Inside the main hall, Qin Yao, dressed in a blue robe and sitting cross-legged, slowly opened his eyes and rose to greet her: "Miss Lin."

Lin Moniang suddenly stopped in front of him and said seriously, "Lord Wu, the sea has been restless for three days in a row. The key thing is that neither the wind nor the thunder has affected Meizhou Island. It's very strange. Could it be the work of evil spirits again?"

Qin Yao said, "Don't worry, I'll go check the sea right now."

Lin Moniang breathed a sigh of relief, her face full of gratitude: "Thank you so much, Lord Wu."

Qin Yao waved his hand and said, "Wait here, I'll be there shortly."

As soon as he finished speaking, his body turned into countless golden lights and disappeared.

"Truly divine intervention." Upon seeing this, Lin Moniang was filled with emotion and said with no small amount of envy.

In the vast ocean, on a fairy mountain.

The Barefoot Immortal saw this scene through the bronze mirror and heard the murmur. He gradually made up his mind—it was time to teach Mo Niang magic!

In the sunset.

On the East China Sea.

Qin Yao, bathed in golden light, walked through the air. On the sea, thunder and lightning raged, and a faint yet terrifying aura surged continuously.

In the blink of an eye, he arrived at the place where the power of wind and thunder was most ferocious, silently opened his Dharma Eyes, and focused his gaze.

Inside the magnificent Crystal Palace, in a grand hall adorned with red coral, sat a strangely handsome man with a full head of white hair and fair skin, his hands forming mudras as he continuously channeled his inner energy. The surge of celestial energy caused various strange phenomena to occur in the outside world.

"The Great Law of Heaven and Earth?" Qin Yao raised an eyebrow and murmured.

In the original story, Ya Zi attempted to dominate the East Sea by cultivating the Qiankun Great Law, but unexpectedly, he could not control this magic at all. As a result, not only did the entire East Sea Dragon Palace experience an earthquake, but he was also reduced to his original form and captured by fishermen. When his scales were touched, he developed a strange itching disease.

From a timeline perspective, this storyline had already occurred before his arrival. Unexpectedly, Ya Zi was still unwilling to give up and continued to cultivate this extremely demanding technique.

After a moment's thought, he did not intervene directly, lest he disrupt the fragile balance between the agents and be targeted by both sides. Instead, he quietly left and reappeared at the government office.

"Lord Wu." Lin Moniang greeted him with a smile as she saw him return.

"We've found out. Someone in the East Sea Dragon Palace is cultivating some kind of supernatural power, which is causing all sorts of strange reactions," Qin Yao said frankly.

Lin Moniang's smile faded, and she asked, "Does this involve the Dragon Palace of the East Sea? How should this be resolved?"

"Go find the Immortal in the Well and tell him about this. He can resolve it," Qin Yao advised.

Lin Moniang looked surprised: "Why are you so sure, sir?"

Qin Yao smiled and said, "Because I've met him before, and I'm well aware of his hidden strength..."

The next day.

Inside the Crystal Palace.

The old Dragon King slowly arrived outside the Coral Palace and called out in a deep voice, "Yazi."

Inside the palace, Ya Zi suddenly opened his eyes, slowly finished his cultivation, and floated to the front door: "Your subject greets Father."

The old Dragon King gazed silently at his ambitious son and asked, "Are you still cultivating the Qiankun Great Law?"

Ya Zi paused slightly, then clasped his hands and said, "Father, you are wise. I cultivate this skill entirely to serve the Dragon Clan and strive to restore the ancient glory of our Dragon Clan."

The old Dragon King said, "I don't object to your ambition, but you should also be mindful of your limits."

Last time you tried the Qiankun Great Technique for the first time, it caused the Dragon Palace to shake violently and suffer heavy losses, but your father didn't hold it against you.

This time, you've caused many strange phenomena, leading someone to report you falsely in heaven, and the blame almost fell on my head.

Ya Zi frowned and said, "Father, I did not act recklessly. This time, I neither disturbed the Dragon Palace nor spread the strange phenomena beyond the East Sea. Isn't that enough?"

The Dragon King of the East Sea said helplessly, "Do I really have to spell it out for you? You're interfering with human fishing."

Ya Zi was utterly bewildered: "Father, those greedy fishermen make their living by hunting my aquatic creatures every day, and I'm already being lenient by not bothering them; yet, it's my fault for interfering with their fishing? Where is justice? Where is reason?"

"My son, might makes right."

The Dragon King of the East Sea said, "Have you forgotten that the Barefoot Immortal even suggested to the Emperor and Empress that a sea god be appointed to be responsible for rescuing fishermen at sea?"

How malicious this suggestion is!

But what can we do besides resolutely oppose it?

This era no longer belongs to my dragon race, but to the human race. The reason why my dragon race can still control the sea under such circumstances is entirely because the Dragon Ancestor Emperor is still alive.

If the Great Emperor were no longer here, a single decree from the Jade Emperor could replace the Dragon Kings of the Four Seas!

Ya Zi clenched his fists silently and said in a deep voice, "I am determined to change this situation! How dare weak humans be above my dragon race?"

The Dragon King of the East Sea patted his shoulder and said, "Those with great ambitions must learn to be patient. This is just a warning. If you continue to act willfully after this warning, then you will face punishment."

Jiaozi: “…”

"Thank you, Immortal."

The next day, after seeing the fishermen off to sea, Lin Moniang immediately went to the village well and addressed the well spirit that was slowly rising from the well.

The Barefoot Immortal waved his hand and said, "It's what I should do."

“Regardless of whether it’s right or wrong, you have restored calm to the sea. As a fisherman’s daughter, I must thank you,” Lin Moniang said with a radiant smile.

Inspired by her, the Barefoot Immortal couldn't help but laugh and said, "Mo Niang, do you want to learn immortal magic?"

Lin Moniang's eyes lit up: "Yes, I dream about it!"

"Then let's take out the bronze mirror," said the Barefoot Immortal.

Lin Moniang quickly took out the bronze mirror and handed it to the other party.

The Barefoot Immortal did not take the bronze mirror, but simply pointed at it, and countless scriptures suddenly appeared in the mirror: "Mo Niang, this is a celestial technique for astral projection. You should cultivate it well."

Lin Moniang was overjoyed: "Thank you, Great Immortal."

The Barefoot Immortal waved his hand, hesitated for a long time, but still couldn't help but say, "By the way, I have something else to tell you."

Lin Moniang asked curiously, "What is it?"

"Try to have as little contact with Magistrate Wu as possible," the Barefoot Immortal said solemnly.

Lin Moniang looked utterly astonished: "Why?"

The Barefoot Immortal said, "He has designs on you; I suspect he has ill intentions. Mo Niang, remember to be wary of him."

Lin Moniang: "..."

She felt that Magistrate Wu was not a bad person, but when faced with the immortal who had just given her the magic, the words of rebuttal were stuck in her throat, unable to be spoken or swallowed, which made her very uncomfortable.

the other side.

Within the East China Sea.

The hidden danger mentioned by the Barefoot Immortal was lurking in the shadows, silently following behind a turtle spirit carrying a tortoise shell, slowly heading towards the depths of the Dragon Palace.

This turtle spirit is the Turtle General of the East Sea Dragon Palace, and also a subordinate of Bi'an, one of the Four Princes of the East Sea.

Qin Yao's ideal representative was this Fourth Prince of the East Sea. In the original work, he was honest, kind, and compassionate towards humanity. He tried to persuade his evil second brother, Ya Zi, but was persecuted and forced to flee.

He has status, is easy to control, and is tragically miserable; he is practically a born agent.

However, in the original drama, no one could support him, which led to his utter defeat. It wasn't until the finale that he turned the tide with the help of Mazu.

Now that I've arrived, his fate will surely be rewritten!
However, to Qin Yao's surprise, the old tortoise did not lead him to Bi'an, but instead to the Coral Palace, where he met the second prince, Ya Zi, on a coral throne that resembled a bed...

"Greetings, Prince Yazi," General Turtle said, clasping his hands in greeting.

Ya Zi waved his hand and smiled, "General Turtle, how about we make a deal?" (End of Chapter)