My brother is so cunning

Chapter 992 Things are different now
As the saying goes, "seeing is believing," but in this magical world of the Primordial Era, illusions and tricks are minor spells that even cultivators who have just broken through to the Qi Refining stage and little demons who have recently taken human form can perform.

On his journey to the West, the Monkey King used his transformation skills to trick and deceive countless times. He even transformed into the Bull Demon King and almost ended up in the bridal chamber with his sister-in-law.

Later, he was tricked out of his banana leaf fan by the Bull Demon King, who transformed into Pigsy.

Yun Zhongzi wanted to angrily rebuke: It was all a scheme you set up, a deceptive trick to fool heaven and earth!

But he couldn't bring himself to say it. He was an immortal who could see through even the fox spirit Daji's disguise. Didn't he know in his heart whether it was an illusion or not?

Even if that town and all the humans in it were transformed from demons arranged by Wen Rui, and the demons used a transformation technique a hundred times more sophisticated than Daji's.

Even though Yun Zhongzi couldn't see through appearances, he could still sense the peaceful and happy emotions that naturally emanated from people's hearts.

This is precisely the state he pursues: to be in harmony with Heaven and the people, and to embody the spirit that a human being, under the protection of Heaven and the gods, should display without a face that suggests they are being bullied.

Everything can be faked, but genuine feelings from the heart cannot be faked.

"Even if a city and its people are thriving under the rule of a disciple of the Jie Sect, and a demon disciple at that, as you say, that doesn't mean anything."

Yun Zhongzi slowly shook his head and said, "The Western Sect believers at the foot of Mount Ling also consider themselves to be living in a paradise on earth, but Lion Camel City, which is only a few thousand miles away from Mount Ling, is also ruled by Western Sect disciples, but it is a living hell."

Wen Ruifeng shrugged nonchalantly and said, "Uncle-Master, you can go and wander around the human world yourself and visit more places. The town you saw is not even an officially ruled area of ​​our Jie Sect, but just an autonomous region for humans."

"The development level of the human autonomous region is much lower than that of the core area of ​​my Jie Sect than the gap between the mortal world and the Heavenly Court. In fact, many gods in the Heavenly Court live less like human beings than the citizens of the cities under the rule of my Jie Sect."

When Wen Rui said these words, it was as if he were talking about a trivial matter. His tone was calm and even, but the sense of superiority he showed made it seem as if the mortals he was talking about, who were taught by the Jie Sect, were beings even higher than gods.

"No matter how eloquently you try to persuade me, I will not believe you!"

Yun Zhongzi stubbornly turned his head and said resolutely, "Don't waste your breath. Now that I'm in your hands, you can do whatever you want with me. Even if you've deceived me, I won't bow down to you. Why bother?"

Wen Rui was not annoyed by his forceful rebuttal. He reached into his robes, took out a jade slip, and handed it over.

Yun Zhongzi subconsciously accepted the jade slip and probed it with his divine sense, only to find that it contained the text of a guarantee.

"Guarantee, details omitted..."

"To prevent such mistakes from happening again, I hereby solemnly guarantee that if I ever discover demons in the mortal realm, I will restrain myself and never again kill them indiscriminately. If I do discover that any demons are causing havoc on the human world and harming living beings, I will immediately notify the Demon Extermination Mobile Squad and will never take matters into my own hands, but will wait for the special law enforcement puppets to come and deal with them."

The guarantee also included a time limit, which was one year in the mortal realm—a rather short timeframe.

"Uncle-Master, you can leave after you sign this guarantee."

Wen Rui said, "My nephew has taken in many disciples of the Jie Sect among the demon race in the mortal realm. The total number has long exceeded the number of disciples of the Tongtian Ancestor back then, probably more than two million. In many cities, humans and demons live together, and the social structure is completely different from that of two hundred years ago."

"You've just finished your seclusion, and you're completely clueless. If you recklessly perform those so-called 'demon-slaying' acts without understanding the situation, it will surely disrupt social order and destroy the peaceful lives of ordinary people." "Sign this guarantee, and you'll have a year in the mortal realm, which will be enough time for you to figure things out."

For immortals, a year passes in the blink of an eye, which is about the same as a day for mortals.

A day in heaven is equivalent to a year on earth.

With such a short time limit, there is no contractual trap. If this guarantee had no time limit, Yun Zhongzi would not have dared to sign it easily.

After reading the short guarantee several times, Yun Zhongzi was somewhat incredulous and asked, "You're just letting me go so easily?"

"Or what? I'll kill you?"

Wen Rui said irritably, "You didn't do anything too serious. At most, it's an attempted attack on a government official, and it's your first offense. According to the Demon Alliance's laws, at most you'll be detained for fifteen days, and at the very least, you'll get a reprimand. Be thankful, because if you had injured my disciple, I wouldn't be so lenient. I wouldn't care if you were a direct disciple of the Primordial Celestial Venerable or not; I would make you pay for your crime in blood!"

Wen Rui didn't care about the irreconcilable hatred of killing his father, but he issued such a vicious threat after injuring his disciple, which Yun Zhongzi couldn't understand for a moment.

What if I don't sign?

Yun Zhongzi straightened his back and said proudly, "Although I am a wandering immortal, I have never been controlled by anyone and will never bow to power. I am used to being carefree and cannot stand such constraints! With my temperament, I cannot wait even a quarter of an hour when I see evil spirits that harm people!"

Wen Rui curled his lips into a cold laugh, but did not reply. He turned and returned to the Heavenly Venerable Throne.

The metal puppet that had left earlier floated back to the main hall, and dozens of tall and mighty puppets surrounded Yun Zhongzi in the middle.

"Keep beating him until he signs."

Wen Rui calmly gave the order after sitting back on his throne. Clearly, this was not meant for the metal puppet. Yun Zhongzi had seen puppets obey orders and retreat at Wen Rui's mere gesture.

"Wait a minute!"

Seeing the group of martial arts masters surrounding him, Yun Zhongzi quickly raised his hand to stop them, saying, "We cultivators are responsible for protecting the Heavenly Dao. A few formalities are simply part of our duty."

Seeing the approaching puppet stop in its tracks, Yun Zhongzi continued, "Signing and sealing are merely formalities and have no real binding force on us immortals. I, Yun Zhongzi, am not afraid of these scraps of metal, but I cherish the lives of the beings in the Three Realms and do not wish to cause any more trouble."

As he spoke, he probed into the jade slip containing the guarantee and engraved his name on it. Then he casually tossed the jade slip on the ground to show his disdain, and turned and left.

He first took a few slow steps, and when he realized that the puppets were not chasing him and that the puppets blocking his way had even made way for him, he quickened his pace, wishing he could use his shrinking-the-ground-to-inch supernatural power, and quickly walked out of the main hall of the Creation Immortal Palace.

On his way out of the Immortal Palace, Yun Zhongzi saw countless metal puppets identical to those that had beaten him. He roughly counted at least several hundred, which made his scalp tingle and filled him with dread.

Even a renowned veteran peak Golden Immortal like him would struggle to deal with a single puppet. The Heavenly Court could only muster a few hundred peak Golden Immortals in total. If Wen Rui harbored any ill intentions, he wouldn't be able to leave here alive today.

(End of this chapter)