I am a fairy in Journey to the West

Just as news of the deaths of the two generals, Turtle and Snake, under the command of the True Martial Emperor spread like wildfire, the people of Tianming were once again embroiled in infighting in Beiju Luzhou.

This internal strife was not for any other reason than the two sets of golden helmets and armor left behind after the deaths of the Tortoise and Snake Generals.

You should know that this is armor made by the Tai Xuan Bureau's "Workshop," specifically for celestial soldiers and generals, and its defensive power is at the level of a celestial treasure.

However, the armor's inherent properties mean it can only defend against physical attacks, not powerful spells, and it is most effective in melee combat.

Nevertheless, the people of the Mandate of Heaven were still scrambling to get their hands on these two sets of armor.

Seeing the crowd with their brains splattered out, Ren Xiaoyao and the group of Chosen Ones who only possessed auxiliary spells could only stand far away and watch.

A golden helmet and golden armor had passed through the hands of at least twenty chosen ones, and even the most powerful chosen one couldn't hold onto it for more than a quarter of an hour.

For example, Zhang Qiubai, who possesses the Black Heart Poison Thunder, Wuchenzi with the Seven Star Sword Technique, Li Bubai with the Azure Lotus Sword Qi, and Gu Hanqing with the Ice Cleansing Technique are all very powerful magic users.

But once they obtain the golden helmets and armor, they will immediately be surrounded and attacked by the others, and before long they will turn into a white light.

After half an hour of fighting, the ownership of the two sets of armor was still undecided, but each person had already died at least ten times.

Even Kitano Tenbu and the others who had secretly come to check on the situation were shocked. "I didn't expect these chosen ones to be even more ruthless when killing their own people," Elder Kitano Qun said with a look of horror.

Kitano Tenbu sighed and said, "With these ancestors here, our Kitano tribe is doomed."

Another elder, Kitano Hikaru, also said with a bitter face, "Even the Tortoise and Snake Generals have been killed by them. Is it that Heaven is going to destroy our Kitano tribe?"

Kitano said, "Now that the Tortoise and Snake Generals have been killed, I wonder if the True Martial Emperor will punish these chosen ones?"

Kitano Tenbu said, "I am also worried about this. I am worried that the True Martial Emperor will not only punish the chosen one, but also take his anger out on my Kitano tribe."

The elders were all startled and hurriedly said, "You wouldn't dare to take your anger out on us, would you?"

"It's hard to say," Kitano Tenbu said. "Divine power is like a prison, and sometimes it's unpredictable and prone to taking one's anger out on others. Although a supreme god like the True Martial Emperor wouldn't be so narrow-minded, who can guarantee that the True Martial Emperor's subordinates wouldn't do the same?"

All the elders remained silent. At this moment, Kitano suddenly said, "I have heard that the Buddha's power is boundless. Why don't we go and invite Amoghavajra to subdue these chosen ones?"

Kitano Tenbu said, "Have you forgotten that we just drove away his bodhisattva not long ago?"

The crowd fell silent again. They didn't believe in gods or Buddhas, nor did they associate with immortals. Now that they were in trouble, they had nowhere to turn for help.

Even if the True Martial Emperor didn't hold it against them, they would be too embarrassed to go after him again.

At this moment, Kitano Hikaru gritted his teeth and said, "I think we should ask the Nangong Clan and the Tianhe Clan for help."

Kitano said, "Asking them for help comes at a price."

Kitano Hikaru pointed at the group of Chosen Ones in front of him, whose brains were practically splattered out, and said, "Paying a price is better than being wiped out by these bastards, right?"

Kitano Qun remained silent. Kitano Tenbu said, "Kitano Hikaru is right. Let's go back first, and then send envoys to the Nangong and Tianhe tribes."

The group responded and then ignored the infighting among the chosen ones, quietly leaving to return to the Kitano tribe.

Meanwhile, the people of Destiny were still fighting at the mass grave. Ren Xiaoyao finally couldn't hold back any longer and jumped down, shouting, "Stop fighting!"

Then a burst of multicolored light flew in front of him, and Ren Xiaoyao instantly turned into a beam of white light.

After Ren Xiaoyao was resurrected from the mass grave, he stood at the resurrection point and shouted, "Anyone who wants to smoke again, stop now!"

These words still had some deterrent effect, and immediately two-thirds of the people stopped. Once these people stopped, the remaining third still wanted to continue fighting, but they didn't smoke.

But the two-thirds of the people in front didn't tolerate them. Seeing that they were still attacking, they joined forces and wiped out the remaining one-third of the group.

Then Gao Bushi stepped forward and said to Ren Xiaoyao, "You can only use cigarettes to blackmail us now."

Ren Xiaoyao said, "What? Is it not allowed?"

Gao Bushi said, "Okay, okay, of course it's okay, but if you're thinking of using smoke to blackmail these two sets of armor, that's definitely not going to work."

“That’s right,” Liu Huaqiang said. “Everyone stopped because they were giving you face with the cigarette in your hand. If you wanted to use it to steal these two sets of armor, that definitely wouldn’t work.”

Ren Xiaoyao said disdainfully, "Who wants those two sets of armor? I've been watching you fight for an hour, and I just couldn't stand it anymore. I have two things to say, everyone listen to them. If you still want to fight after hearing these two things, then keep fighting."

"Then you speak," the crowd said to Ren Xiaoyao. "Just two sentences."

Ren Xiaoyao nodded and said, "The first thing we should do is check how many resurrection attempts we have left."

Everyone was taken aback upon hearing this, then summoned their control panels to take a look. What they saw was astonishing, and everyone exclaimed in surprise:
"Holy crap, how come I've died over thirty times?"

"I have about fifty resurrections left."

"How come I still have forty attempts left?"

I have sixty attempts left.

When everyone tallied it up, Gu Hanqing had the most resurrections among the group that fought the fiercest, but she only had seventy-one.

The guy who got the fewest was the one who got forty times; he turned pale when he saw that number.

Then Ren Xiaoyao added, "My second question is, how much merit do you have?"

Everyone quickly checked again, and apart from Gu Hanqing and others who were the first to complete 'Saving Fairy Hanzhi,' the merits of the rest were still 0.

At this point, Ren Xiaoyao said, "Only by gaining enough merit can you retain everything you have now, either stay here or return to Earth. If you fight each other for such a small thing, you will have to return to Earth before you gain enough merit, and you will have wasted this opportunity to travel through time."

The people of Tianming then seemed to wake from their daze and said one after another, "Old Ren is right."

Seeing that everyone had come to their senses, Ren Xiaoyao continued, "Since everyone agrees that I'm right, how about I offer another suggestion?" "Go ahead, go ahead," everyone said, looking at Ren Xiaoyao.

Ren Xiaoyao then walked out of the mass grave and stepped forward to look at the two sets of armor, saying, "I propose that we, the Chosen Ones, establish an organization. Of course, this organization will be very loose, similar to a guild in a game, with no mandatory restrictions, only three rules. The purpose is to strengthen unity, obtain merit points together, and coordinate and resolve all disputes."

Upon hearing this, the people of Destiny pondered for a moment and then unanimously agreed, "Okay, then what should we name it?"

Then someone suggested, "How about calling it the Earthlings Alliance?"

These words were immediately met with opposition from everyone: "This name doesn't sound good. This is a mythological and fantasy world."

Liu Huaqiang said, "Since we call ourselves the Chosen Ones, then I suggest we call our organization 'Little Western Paradise'."

As soon as the name was mentioned, more than a dozen people immediately agreed.

But the remaining people still objected. Li Bubai said, "Little Western Paradise sounds like a Buddhist name, and it also has the word 'little' in it. It's not good, not good."

Someone else said, "Besides, the name 'Little Western Paradise' is also unlucky. When we go home, do we have to say 'Going to the Western Paradise'?"

Gu Hanqing said, "How about calling it Shushan? Shushan Immortal Heroes?"

"It sounds old-fashioned," said a young man who looked to be only in his early twenties. "This name sounds too old-fashioned."

Gu Hanqing said, "What do you know, young man? This is called passion."

“Yes,” the young man retorted, “It’s about sentimentality, Auntie.”

Gu Hanqing was furious and glared at him. Ren Xiaoyao quickly stepped in to smooth things over, saying, "Let's discuss things and avoid personal attacks."

Then Ren Xiaoyao said to the young man, "If you make any more personal attacks, I'll deal with you."

The young man pursed his lips, but said nothing more.

At this moment, Zhang Qiubai stepped forward and said, "I don't think we need to give it a name. A code name will do. Anyway, it's our own organization, the Heavenly Mandate People. We won't recruit any other members, nor will we do anything big. I think it can be called a gang, a sect, or an organization. Just call it whatever comes to mind."

Upon hearing Zhang Qiubai's words, everyone fell into deep thought. After a moment, most of them said, "That's fine. Just call him whatever you want."

Wuchenzi asked, "Then who is the leader of our organization?"

Upon hearing Wuchenzi's question, everyone's eyes turned to Ren Xiaoyao. Kong Liang was the first to speak in support: "Let's go with Old Ren. He's the oldest and the most stable and reasonable. He's the most suitable person to be the leader."

“Okay.” Gu Hanqing also expressed his support, and then a large group of people expressed their support for Ren Xiaoyao.

Of course, there were a few who objected, but with the majority supporting the cause, their objections were useless.

Therefore, Ren Xiaoyao was immediately elected as the leader of the Destiny Organization, and the first thing he did after becoming the leader was to solve the problem of distributing the two sets of armor.

Ren Xiaoyao said, "Everyone here has good magic skills, but there are still more than twenty brothers who only have auxiliary magic. I think we should give the armor to the two brothers who are most useful in auxiliary roles. At least they can save their lives when fighting, and if they can save their lives, they can give us more help."

“Good!” said a tall, fortunate man. “This is the most reasonable way. I think it’s the best.”

Ren Xiaoyao then evaluated all the chosen ones of auxiliary spells and finally called out two names: "Pharmacist Mei and Long Mochou".

A man and a woman came out. The man was called 'Pharmacist Mei'. His magic was 'Rejuvenation Spell'. No matter how serious the injury, as long as the person was not dead, he could heal quickly.

The woman is Long Mochou, whose magic is the "Restore Essence Technique," which can quickly restore mental energy.

Ren Xiaoyao said, "As everyone knows, the most important thing in fighting is being able to withstand attacks and deal damage. Pharmacist Mei can heal our injuries, and Long Mochou can restore our strength. Giving them these two sets of armor shouldn't be a problem, right?"

This distribution is naturally the fairest and most just, and everyone said, "No problem, no problem."

So Mei Yaoshi and Long Mochou each received a set of armor, and with the help of others, they put them on. Listening to the clanging sound of the armor plates colliding, Mei Yaoshi and Long Mochou immediately felt an immense sense of security.

After distributing the armor, Ren Xiaoyao said, "Now we need to establish three rules that everyone must abide by. Anyone who does not abide by them will be punished by everyone."

Liu Huaqiang said, "Tell me first what the rules are?"

Ren Xiaoyao nodded and said, "First, when more than twenty people are vying for something and the ownership cannot be decided for a long time, the organization shall decide on the allocation. Of course, only those who have contributed can participate in the allocation."

"Secondly, disputes and fights between people of destiny should not result in death."

"Third, when a chosen one receives a mission, he/she cannot refuse other chosen ones to join in the mission. Unless the number of participants is limited, all who see it will have a share."

The first two points do not address the fundamental issues, while the third point has been approved by all those destined to use auxiliary spells.

The other chosen ones were also still bothered by the missed mission of 'saving Fairy Hanzhi', so no one objected to the third option; they all voted in favor.

"Alright," Ren Xiaoyao said, "Isn't the problem solved? Now everyone can go about their business."

Now that the Chosen Ones are free from internal strife and have established an organization to resolve disputes, it's time for them to find new missions to undertake.

Just then, Taiheng Jun, who was wandering in Guanling Prefecture, suddenly felt that the mission scroll given to him by Zhuang Yan was a bit strange, so he quickly took it out and took a look.

The scroll was shimmering with golden light, clearly indicating that Zhuang Yan had issued another mission.

Taihengjun took a closer look, then turned pale with fright. He quickly closed the scroll, his eyes scanning the surroundings rapidly, his expression extremely tense.

After a moment, Taiheng Jun swallowed hard, composed himself, and reopened the quest scroll. It read:

(Mission): Destroy 104 Zhenwu Temples in Beiju Luzhou, destroy 25 Buddhist temples, destroy 19 Taoist temples, and other altars and temples for immortals and demons.

(Rewards): Abundant merit points, substantial cultivation levels, and mysterious treasures.

Taiheng Jun was trembling all over, repeatedly looking at the words on the mission document. After a long while, he raised his sleeve to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead and muttered, "What is Lingtai Zhenjun trying to do?" (End of this chapter)