I meet all the requirements for becoming a god in this world!

Chapter 105 Feng Changjin of Dihua

In a foreign land.

Miao Zhen Fairy saw that Cheng Laiyun remained motionless after hearing the words "Evil Court".

She smiled teasingly: "You don't need to be like that. It's not as strange as the rumors say."

Cheng Laiyun snapped out of his daze and chuckled awkwardly, "It was just a bit of a surprise."

"An accident?" Fairy Miao Zhen stood with her hands behind her back, a hint of amusement in her tone. "An accident that you became a wanted evil court demon?"

Cheng Laiyun's lips twitched.

That's really true.

Fairy Miao Zhen stopped teasing him, turned around, looked at the churning gray-white mist in the distance, and said casually, "This place is much more interesting than you imagine."

"If you stay here for a while, you'll find that all that fighting and strife outside is actually quite meaningless."

Cheng Laiyun looked at her, and a thought struck him.

He hesitated for a moment before asking, "How long have you been here, fairy?"

Fairy Miao Zhen turned her head, and her eyes, shrouded in mist, seemed to be looking at him.

"you guess."

Cheng Laiyun: "————"

He choked for a moment, then asked, "What kind of information does the fairy want? If I have it, I can exchange it with you."

This is a test.

He wanted to know how the exchange of information should actually be carried out.

"you guess."

Cheng Laiyun:

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Wait, why does this woman always make people guess?

Miao Zhen Fairy seemed to notice his speechlessness and chuckled softly.

The laughter was languid and casual, carrying a touch of the unique charm of a mature woman.

"Alright, I'm not teasing you anymore."

She turned around to face Cheng Laiyun, her tone becoming more serious: "What I want to know right now is: how to overcome the problem of the abnormality that occurred during the fusion of the supernatural life bones, making fusion difficult."

"If you have any information on this, you can choose to trade with me."

Why does the fusion of supernatural life bones result in mutations that make fusion difficult?

He really didn't know the answer to that question.

After pondering for a moment, Cheng Laiyun frowned slightly: "Then how can we determine whether the information in the transaction is true or false?"

What if someone gives you fake information and offers you freebies?

Fairy Miao Zhen raised her hand and pointed forward.

Cheng Laiyun followed her finger and looked at the swirling grayish-white mist.

"Can you see the fog ahead?"

"Um."

"That fog is the law of another realm," Fairy Miao Zhen said with a mysterious smile. "Both parties go into the fog; if the transaction is successful, both will emerge safely; if false information is given to the other party, causing the transaction to fail..."

She paused.

"You'll be trapped there forever, never able to get out!"

Cheng Laiyun swallowed hard.

He suddenly realized that this foreign land was much more rigorous than he had imagined.

Moreover, the person who created this space must be an absolute super big shot.

He took a deep breath, clasped his hands in a respectful bow to Fairy Miao Zhen, and said, "I understand."

"Thank you for your guidance, Fairy. If I find a solution to the problem of fusion of life bones in the future, I will definitely make a deal with you."

Fairy Miao Zhen nodded.

"Um."

She gave him a deep look.

Although he couldn't see the face clearly, Cheng Laiyun could feel the gaze.

Then, her figure gradually faded and eventually disappeared into the air.

Hmm — my friend has gone offline.

Cheng Laiyun had this thought for no apparent reason.

This alien world is just like the internet in my previous life.

Looking at this exotic land, the scenery is like a painting.

Cheng Laiyun stood there and breathed a sigh of relief.

This woman speaks in a very sophisticated way, making her impossible to understand.

Alright, there's no one else here, I'll log off too.

Just as he was preparing to communicate with the Mysterious Female in his sea of ​​consciousness and return to reality.

Not far ahead, the water rippled again.

A figure appeared.

Cheng Laiyun looked up and was slightly taken aback.

The figure was enormous, but it had no physical form; it was just a dark, indistinct shadow, barely recognizable as a human shape.

A sharp, piercing voice came from the shadows, as if it had been disguised in some way: "Oh? New here?"

Cheng Laiyun blinked, looking at the dark figure.

How did they know I was new here?

He tentatively clasped his hands in greeting: "I am Fire Cloud Evil God. May I ask your name?"

The dark figure paused for a moment, then let out a sharp laugh: "Hahaha! Good lad, looks like you've already met that woman Miao Zhen?!"

Cheng Laiyun was taken aback: "How did you know?"

"Only she would kindly explain the rules here to newcomers, instead of just trying to find out your identity in real life."

The dark figure approached Cheng Laiyun. Although he couldn't see the face clearly, Cheng Laiyun could feel the figure sizing him up: "Kid, you're lucky."

Cheng Laiyun raised an eyebrow: "If you say so, then so be it."

Good luck?

Do you even know what the internet is?

Have you ever used QQ?

Do you have a WeChat account?

Have you ever used TikTok?

In our past lives, who didn't know that we must be wary of scams when meeting someone online and never reveal our personal information?

Anti-fraud apps are a must-have!

The dark figure didn't seem to care and continued, "I missed Fairy Miao Zhen this time, but I happened to run into you."

"Kid, next time you see her, tell her that."

He paused.

"Just say that Wuxiang Mingwang has news about Lin Nianjun of the Mo Clan."

Cheng Laiyun was having a hard time keeping up.

He originally thought that using the pseudonym "Fire Cloud Evil God" was already quite wicked.

I never expected there would be a King of the Underworld here?

6, man!

but----

Mo Men?

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Lin Nianjun?

Cheng Laiyun narrowed his eyes slightly after hearing this.

My mind raced instantly.

This sentence conveyed two pieces of information to him.

First, Fairy Miao Zhen is inquiring about the Mo Sect.

In other words, in reality, the relationship between this Fairy Miao Zhen and the Mo Sect is probably one of enmity rather than friendship.

Secondly, the time people arrive in this foreign land is not fixed; they can come and go as they please. Therefore, they often don't meet.

Moreover, the passage of time here is the same as in reality.

Cheng Laiyun kept the name "Lin Nianjun" in his heart.

Anyway, I'll be returning to the capital soon, so I'll have to join my master's school eventually.

When we find this Lin Nianjun, we'll subtly probe her.

He looked at the dark figure: "How am I supposed to tell her?"

The King of the Underworld said, "Tell her that the King of the Underworld has the information she wants. Let her trade me information about a life bone."

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He paused.

"I'm gone."

As soon as he finished speaking, the dark shadow vanished.

Cheng Laiyun stood still and blinked.

Log in for one minute, then leave?

Fine.

He waited for a while, and seeing that no one else was coming, he also chose to log off.

In a quiet room.

Cheng Laiyun opened his eyes and slowly exhaled a breath of stale air.

-

He stared at the roof beams above his head and remained silent for a long time.

"Evil Court————"

He muttered those two words, a complex smile playing on his lips.

"Am I now a member of the Evil Court?"

Seriously————

He could only sigh and say—fate is truly a strange thing.

Silent all night.

the next day.

Tiangong Institute, front hall.

Gao Heyun arrived earlier than Cheng Laiyun had expected.

She was still dressed in that black outfit, with a long sword at her waist, looking travel-worn, clearly having arrived early in the morning.

As soon as Cheng Laiyun stepped into the hall, he saw her take out a small jade box from her bosom and casually place it on the table.

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"Things from your Mohist sect."

"It has been returned to its rightful owner."

Cheng Laiyun was stunned for a moment, then realized what was happening.

This box should contain the "Mystic Pearl".

He winked at Gao Heyun: "So fast?"

Gao Heyun glanced at him and said indifferently, "The Zhang Hong residence was going to be searched anyway. It's just a matter of convenience."

Cheng Laiyun took the jade box, opened it a crack to peek inside, and then closed it again.

After he saw what was inside the box.

His lips twitched.

It's clearly a lion's head meatball—and it looks like it was just steamed!

He raised his head, looked at Gao Heyun, and clasped his hands in a salute: "Thank you, Lord Gao."

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Gao Heyun waved her hand, her tone still indifferent: "No need, it originally belonged to your Mo Sect."

She paused, then said, "A case has occurred in the capital, and I need to go back immediately."

Cheng Laiyun was taken aback: "So urgent?"

"Hmm." Gao Heyun nodded: "There's a rather tricky case in the capital, and Prime Minister Zhang ordered me to return as soon as possible."

Cheng Laiyun looked at her and suddenly felt a pang of emotion.

From Yong'an County to Qingzhou, Gao Heyun helped him a great deal along the way.

Although that face was always as cold as ice.

But when the time came to act, she never hesitated.

"Then—" Cheng Laiyun opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but didn't know where to begin.

Gao Heyun looked at him, a faint smile flashing in her phoenix eyes.

"Take good care of yourself. See you in the capital."

After saying that, she turned and left.

As she reached the door, she suddenly stopped and, without turning her head, said, "I've memorized your line of poetry."

Cheng Laiyun was taken aback.

诗？

What poem?

Before he could react, Gao Heyun's figure had already disappeared outside the door.

Cheng Laiyun stood there, thinking for a long time, when suddenly he remembered a line from a poem: "What my heart desires, though I die nine times, I will not regret."

Over the next few days, Cheng Laiyun and Xu Jiayin immersed themselves in the forging room of Tiangong Institute.

They euphemistically call it: creating a broken colossal statue.

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In reality—

Feng Changjin stood aside with her hands behind her back, watching the two busy themselves, nodding from time to time and occasionally offering a few pointers.

"Jiayin, tighten that bearing one more time."

"Junior Brother Cheng, the spirit patterns are well drawn, but they could be a little deeper here."

Although there was no practical use in creating this colossus.

However, under Feng Changjin's guidance...

Cheng Laiyun and Xu Jiayin have gained a deeper understanding of the Ink Sect's inscription method than before.

It must be said that the saying "practice makes perfect" is truly accurate.

Cheng Laiyun is currently at the seventh rank of cultivation, and he can draw some simple inscriptions with ease.

Especially the inscription that makes objects harder.

It was as easy as using one's own arm; with a thought, spiritual energy flowed between the fingers, and the inscription was completed in three breaths!

three days later.

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A brand-new colossal statue stands in the center of the forge room.

The dark gold armor plates are layered upon each other, with a complete set of breastplates, armplates, and legplates.

The helmet is a streamlined, full-face design, with a deep purple spirit crystal embedded in the visor.

Feng Changjin circled the giant statue once, a look of understanding on his face.

He looked at Cheng Laiyun with a hint of admiration in his eyes: "Junior Brother Cheng, you are quite thoughtful."

Cheng Laiyun was taken aback: "What do you mean by that, Senior Brother Feng?"

Feng Changjin pointed at the colossus, then at the Mo Clan's standard battle armor next to it: "The shape of your colossus is exactly the same as the Mo Clan's battle armor."

Cheng Laiyun's heart skipped a beat.

He remained outwardly calm, blinked, and looked at Feng Changjin: "Senior Brother Feng has keen insight. This was indeed something I did intentionally."

Feng Changjin revealed a smile that said, "Just as I expected."

He nodded, stroking his beard, and said proudly, "It's truly ingenious."

"In this way, when you fight with others in the future, when the enemy first sees you wearing this armor, they will definitely think it is an ordinary Mo Clan battle armor and thus look down on you."

He paused, a smile of approval spreading across his face: "By the time they realized what was happening, it was too late."

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"Junior Brother Cheng, such thoughtfulness is truly rare."

"Ku~"

Cheng Laiyun's shoulders twitched, and he almost burst out laughing.

He tried hard to keep his mouth shut, and solemnly clasped his hands in a fist and palm salute: "Senior Brother Feng, you flatter me."

Xu Jiayin was already standing to the side, her head bowed low, her gaze fixed on her toes, motionless.

They made an extremely great effort to maintain their physical form.

Feng Changjin glanced at her, her brows furrowing slightly: "Jiayin, what do you think?"

Xu Jiayin clenched her fist tightly in her sleeve, her head still lowered, avoiding Cheng Laiyun's gaze, and looked out the window, saying, "Ahem, Senior Brother is right."

Feng Changjin nodded in satisfaction, circled the giant statue twice more, and then left with his hands behind his back.

His footsteps faded into the distance.

The forge room was quiet for a moment.

Sometimes, you can't simply resist watching something you don't want to see.

Their eyes darted around the room several times.

They finally matched up —

This eye contact rendered all previous efforts futile.

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His composure crumbled instantly.

"hey-hey."

Xu Jiayin's smile revealed her usual slyness.

Cheng Laiyun couldn't hold back any longer, and the corners of his mouth turned up in a wild smile.

This is a smile that speaks volumes without words.

Xu Jiayin crossed her arms, raised an eyebrow at Cheng Laiyun, and asked, "What do you think his expression would be if he knew the truth?"

Cheng Laiyun thought for a moment, then blinked and said, "What he knows is the truth, isn't it?"

Xu Jiayin was taken aback at first, then her smile turned malicious: "Cheng Laiyun, you're not a good person."

"We're about even, aren't we?"

Cheng Laiyun shrugged.

After a while, Xu Jiayin's expression turned serious, and she said softly, "But to be honest—although Senior Brother Feng can be a bit stubborn at times, he's really good to us."

Cheng Laiyun nodded.

indeed.

From their first meeting until now, although Feng Changjin always has a stern face, she has never refused to help when needed.

This includes the creation of the colossus over these three days.

He provided whatever the client wanted: a forge, materials, and a workspace.

Although the method of creating this incomplete version of the Colossus is far inferior to that of the original.

But to be honest, if it weren't for Feng Changjin's presence, it would have taken them a lot of effort to find all the materials.

Cheng Laiyun looked at the giant statue and said softly, "I will definitely thank him properly when I have the chance in the future."

Xu Jiayin nodded.

The two stood there for a while longer before packing up their things and leaving the forge room.

The sunlight streamed into the courtyard of the Institute of Technology, making it warm and cozy.

Cheng Laiyun stretched and looked into the distance.

His gaze also became deep and profound.

We're about to set off.

Beijing.

The capital of the Great Yuan Dynasty, a dynasty that lasted for a thousand years.

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