This immortal was clearly ordinary, yet he was unusually confident.

"Not honest yet?"

Zheng Zhuang gently touched the teapot with his hand. A mysterious rune flashed across the teapot, and the somewhat restless teapot immediately calmed down.

At this moment, City God Zhao Gaoyi appeared in the inn with a group of underworld officials, only to find that Zheng Zhuang was standing quietly in the hall, playing with a teapot in his hand.

"Mr. Zheng, this..."

Zhao Chenghuang was puzzled. After gathering his men, he rushed to Fusheng Inn, only to find that there was no fierce battle as expected.

"You've all arrived just in time!" Zheng Zhuang pointed to Xu Xie on the ground, then handed over the teapot in his hand. "It's all taken care of. That so-called Gu God has been sealed inside the teapot by me, and I'll leave it to Zhao Chenghuang to deal with."

All the underworld messengers were taken aback. Zhao Chenghuang took the teapot with some skepticism, and with his divine eye, he saw that his old nemesis was trapped inside. His body was bound by several magical chains and he could not move an inch.

As if sensing Zhao Chenghuang's spying, the leader of the Gu God Sect immediately raised his head, his eyes filled with hatred.

Zhao Chenghuang withdrew his divine eye and looked at Zheng Zhuang with complicated emotions. He never expected that his troublesome opponent would be sealed by such an ordinary teapot.

After a moment, he suppressed his shock and bowed to Zheng Zhuang, saying:

"Sir, your methods are truly excellent. Thank you for ridding Jiankang City of a scourge!"

All the underworld officials quickly bowed in unison.

"Thank you, sir, for ridding the people of this scourge!"

Zheng Zhuang couldn't refuse, so he reluctantly accepted the bow and then smiled:

"Your Majesty, there's no need for such formalities. Slaying demons and eliminating evil is the duty of righteous cultivators like us; it was merely a matter of convenience. Now that this matter is settled, the rest is up to you all!"

"It's my duty!" Zhao Chenghuang cupped his hands again. "Now that the Gu God has been eliminated, the Gu God Sect will surely be in chaos. We do have many things to deal with after this. We will come to thank you again after we've finished."

Zheng Zhuang laughed heartily: "I am merely passing through this place and should be leaving now. If I have the time in the future, I will definitely come to have tea with Zhao Chenghuang."

"This old man will be ready to welcome you at any time, sir!"

The two exchanged a few more jokes, and then Zhao Chenghuang led his underworld officials away from the inn.

Zheng Zhuang then walked towards where Kongming and his mother were, and the pale yellow light shield gradually dissipated.

"Sir... are you a deity?" Kongming asked, a mixture of nervousness and anticipation.

The crisis had now passed, and the chubby boy was no longer so scared.

"According to the understanding of mortals, perhaps I am right," Zheng Zhuang said with a slight smile.

"So you're a deity, sir! No wonder you're so powerful," Kongming exclaimed excitedly.

Zheng Zhuang understood how the chubby boy felt. If Superman or Iron Man had suddenly appeared in front of him in his past life, he would probably have reacted the same way.

Zheng Zhuang smiled, and a folding fan suddenly appeared in his hand, the one with the "Peach Blossom Poem" written on it.

He handed it to Kongming and said, "You did a great job. Thanks to you for saving the blue fat man. Since you call me 'sir,' consider this folding fan a parting gift."

"You're too kind, sir. Doraemon and I are friends, and I didn't think much of it at the time." Kongming waved his hand sheepishly, then suddenly looked up sharply. "Are you leaving, sir?"

Zheng Zhuang nodded and said, "I am just passing through this place, and it is time for me to leave."

"That blue fat guy..." Kongming was a little reluctant.

The blue chubby boy hopped over, his blue eyes looking at Zheng Zhuang and then at Kongming, a puzzled expression on his face.

Zheng Zhuang summoned his flying sword, picked up the blue fat dog, sighed, and said, "I promised a friend that I would take good care of it. We will meet again if fate allows."

Doraemon also realized what was happening at this moment, and a hint of reluctance appeared in his eyes as he looked at Kongming.

Zheng Zhuang saw everything but said nothing. Instead, he directed his flying sword to transform into a streak of light and disappear into the distance.

Kongming stared blankly at the sky, feeling utterly lost.

Just then, a figure rushed into the inn, looking around anxiously. He breathed a sigh of relief when he spotted Kongming and Liu. This person was Kong Xiang.

Kong Xiang rushed to his wife and children, helped Liu up, and asked Kong Ming:

"Ming'er, what exactly happened? What's wrong with your mother?"

Before Kongming could speak, Liu coughed twice and slowly opened her eyes.

She first looked around in alarm, and seeing that Kongming was unharmed and all the poisonous insects had disappeared, and then saw Kongxiang looking at her anxiously, she gradually calmed down:

"It's good that Ming'er is alright! My lord, where did you go? There were poisonous insects everywhere here just now... I'm so useless, I actually fainted from fright!"

"Poisonous insects?" Kong Xiang looked around in confusion and explained, "The innkeeper and I went out for a while, and as soon as we heard that something had happened at the inn, we rushed back immediately."

It turned out that after Kong Xiang learned that Zheng Zhuang was the extraordinary person who saved Lan Hu, he had some ulterior motives.

So he went to the innkeeper and wanted to buy the inn so that he could choose the best room to give to Zheng Zhuang.

He knew that Zheng Zhuang was just passing through, and that truly extraordinary people were often elusive, but as long as he had this intention, Zheng Zhuang would surely think of him first when he came to Jiankang City again.

This is also a way to make friends with extraordinary people.

The innkeeper had no intention of selling the inn, but Kong Xiang's offer was too high, and he couldn't refuse.

Both were afraid that the other might suddenly change their mind, so after agreeing on a price, they immediately went to the government office together to complete the formalities.

No sooner had the formalities been completed than I heard that something had happened at the Floating Life Inn, and that the Gu God Cult's envoy had died inside the inn.

The inn's original manager was initially terrified, but then felt relieved that the inn had already intervened.

Kong Xiang couldn't care less about anything else; his wife and children were still at the inn, so he hurriedly rushed back.

"Ming'er, do you know what happened?" Kong Xiang comforted his wife, then asked Kong Ming softly.

The chubby boy obediently replied, "After Dad went out, a group of bad guys came to capture Blue Fox. Since the Master wasn't there, Mom and I hid it in the cupboard, but that Xu Shenshi found it, and a fierce-looking guy even slapped Mom!"

"What?" Kong Xiang exclaimed angrily.

"However, the men who beat up Mom are all gone!" the chubby boy said, relieved.

"Oh?" Kong Xiang asked, somewhat puzzled. "And how did that Envoy Xu die?"

The chubby boy immediately became excited: "It was Mr. Zheng! Just then, he returned! He only glanced at that man, and his hand was crippled."

Then Xu Shenshi was also sent flying backwards, crashing downstairs. He stood up, seemed to say a few words to the master, and then he died.

"Then, a monster appeared. All those scorpions, centipedes, and many poisonous insects were summoned by him. The whole inn was swarming with them; it was terrifying."

"Was it Mr. Zheng who saved you?" Kong Xiang asked.

The chubby boy paused for a moment, then continued, "Yes, the master threw out a talisman, and then those poisonous insects could not get close to us, so I wasn't so scared anymore."

--After that, the man picked up a teapot from the table, uttered the word 'collect', and the monster and all the poisonous insects were collected into the teapot.

"That teapot is so small, I don't know how it got inside!"

The chubby boy, having been educated, described the situation fairly clearly, but Kong Xiang grew increasingly alarmed as he listened. This wasn't just some extraordinary person; it was clearly the work of a celestial being!

"Where is Mr. Zheng now? I must thank him properly!" Kong Xiang asked hurriedly.

The chubby boy's mood plummeted: "The master is gone! Blue Fox is gone too!"

"Did the gentleman say where he went?" Kong Xiang pressed.

The chubby boy shook his head: "After handing the teapot to an old man with a white beard, the master flew away on a glowing sword, saying that we would meet again if fate allowed. Oh, and the master also gave me a fan!"

Kong Xiang took it and looked at it closely. It was the same folding fan he had seen before. Last time, he only thought the poem and calligraphy on it were good, but after learning that Zheng Zhuang was an immortal, the meaning of this folding fan was completely different.

He coughed lightly and looked at the chubby boy, saying, "Since this folding fan was given to me by Mr. Zheng, it must be no ordinary item. You are still young, and I'm afraid it might get damaged. Why don't I keep it safe for you?"

The chubby boy shook his head repeatedly, not falling for his father's trick: "Since the gentleman gave it to me, I will naturally keep it safe!"

Kong Xiang watched the chubby boy quietly for a while. Seeing that the boy showed no sign of giving up, he had no choice but to give up, handing the folding fan back and scoffing.

"You ungrateful wretch! I used to buy you whatever you wanted, but you wouldn't even give me a fan as a token of my filial piety. I've raised you for nothing!"

The father and son were used to talking like this, and the chubby boy knew that his father was not angry. He happily accepted the folding fan, and the family laughed together in harmony.