Mythology Management System

"Cough cough..." Fu Jiu coughed as he sat up, clutching his chest, his face still somewhat pale.

The stunned expressions on the faces of Li Si, Bai Qi, and the others had not yet faded until they heard Fu Jiu cough, at which point they finally came to their senses.

Li Si grabbed Fu Jiu, who was unsteady on her feet, and said without thinking, "Holy crap, are you out of your mind?! Lie back down!"

After saying that, Li Si realized that Fu Jiu's fatal wound had inexplicably healed by more than half. His words just now were just a subconscious remark when he saw the horrific scar on Fu Jiu's chest that had not yet fully healed.

"It's alright now." Fu Jiu forced a smile and struggled to push away Li Si's outstretched hand that was trying to press him down.

"What do you mean 'nothing'?! Look at you!! If Black Dragon had been any more ruthless, you'd be a corpse lying here right now!! Do you know that?!" Li Si's eyes were bloodshot, and he almost roared.

Fu Jiu and Bai Qi were two brothers he had finally managed to befriend, and he would feel terrible if either of them were to die.

Bai Qi stared at Fu Jiu without saying a word. Like Li Si, he was waiting for an explanation from Fu Jiu.

While the battle between Fu Jiu and the Black Dragon was thrilling, the pain they endured while waiting below was no less than that experienced by Fu Jiu after the great battle.

Watching their brothers being nearly killed by the Black Dragon, while Fu Jiu desperately insisted that they not interfere in the battle, one can only imagine the torment in Li Si and his companions' hearts.

Several times, Li Si almost couldn't resist taking action. If it weren't for Fu Jiu's insistence and Bai Qi's constant restraint, he would have rushed up to fight the Black Dragon to the death long ago. Even if he was just going to be a casualty, he would still bite off a piece of flesh from the Black Dragon.

“It’s all in the past now. I’ll never take such a risk again,” Fu Jiu sighed softly.

Seeing Li Si and Bai Qi like this, he also felt a little guilty. Fortunately, they had passed the trial, and a legendary future awaited them.

"Although this trip was somewhat dangerous, the gains were also enormous."

"Heh..." Li Si sneered.

Harvest? Harvest my ass! Almost being killed by the Black Dragon is considered a harvest? He even suspected that Fu Jiu had been driven mad by the Black Dragon, otherwise why would he say such inexplicable things?

Fu Jiu smiled mysteriously: "You may not understand now, but you will soon. The results of this harvest will be revealed later, so don't be too shocked."

"Tch, who cares?" Li Si curled his lip, but there was a hint of anticipation in his eyes. He really wanted to see what Fu Jiu was up to.

First came the mysterious Qi and Blood Fruit, then the white halo with its miraculous healing effects. All signs indicate that his brother must have encountered some extraordinary adventure.

"Hopefully, it won't disappoint us," Bai Qi said coldly.

Fu Jiu's behavior also angered him somewhat, but he always kept a cold face and his expression rarely changed, so outsiders couldn't tell when he was angry.

He also wanted to see what kind of opportunity allowed Fu Jiu to achieve this "gain" at the risk of his life.

When Wei Zheng came to investigate after hearing the noise, he was also incredulous when he saw Fu Jiu, whose injuries had almost completely healed.

Wei Zheng's slightly questioning gaze shifted to the shopkeeper, who waved his hands repeatedly, indicating that it was not his work.

Upon receiving a clear reply from the shopkeeper, Wei Zheng was startled, wondering if these three people possessed some extraordinary healing treasure.

He suppressed the thoughts that shouldn't have been on his mind, afraid that he would be controlled by greed and commit murder and robbery.

Although Wei Zheng was an old fox, somewhat cunning and treacherous, and thick-skinned, he also had his own bottom line.

"Brother Fu Jiu is truly blessed by the heavens. His injury must be almost healed by now, right?" Wei Zheng said, cupping his hands in greeting.

He didn't ask Fu Jiu about the reason for his recovery. To bring a person who was on the verge of death back to life must have a big secret. Even if he asked, Fu Jiu would definitely not tell him the truth. Wei Zheng was aware of this.

Fu Jiu straightened his expression and said, "Thank you for your help, Pavilion Master Wei. We three brothers will repay you handsomely in the future."

They should be thankful that Zhanlong Pavilion didn't stab them in the back when they were in the most danger, let alone that Wei Zheng sent people to save them. Although the manager couldn't help much, he appreciated the sentiment and wouldn't mind lending a hand if Zhanlong Pavilion were in trouble in the future.

“Brother Fu Jiu, there’s no need for further words. The most important thing now is to leave as soon as possible. The commotion here is quite significant and may attract the attention of law enforcement. If that young girl sets her sights on us, we’ll definitely be in deep trouble.”

With Heilong's death, the underground forces in Qingshui City will definitely undergo a major upheaval. In the process, it is unknown how many people will be killed or injured, or how many civilians will be accidentally harmed. The law enforcement will be furious when they find out about this.

And don't forget, that little girl is the reincarnation of the Great Sage. How many people can withstand the Great Sage's anger?

Wei Zheng, the "culprit," was a little flustered. The whole of Qingshui City knew about his feud with Heilong. With Heilong dead, it was obvious that he was the prime suspect.

As for the real culprit being a third-tier cultivator? Don't be ridiculous. Even he himself wouldn't believe it if he said that, let alone bystanders who haven't witnessed the truth firsthand.

"Sigh~" Just thinking about having to face law enforcement officer Wei Zheng gives me a headache.

"A law enforcer?" The image of that little girl appeared in Fu Jiu's mind.

When they met last time, he was not strong enough and lacked confidence. He was also worried that Sun Xiaoman might capture him and take him back for research. Now, although his strength is still insufficient, he has a trump card in hand, and he is no longer as insecure as before.

Looking at Bai Qi and Li Si, Fu Jiu grinned, revealing his teeth: "Weren't you eager to see what we'd gained this time? Well, you'd better keep your eyes peeled!"

Fu Jiu slowly uttered two strange syllables. Due to system limitations, only Fu Jiu and the members of the Bureau of Mythology of the Heavens could understand these two words, and their meaning was—

"call!!"

As soon as the words were spoken, a gust of wind rose, and the space within a ten-mile radius instantly froze. The entire world fell silent, leaving only the rustling sound of the breeze.

Everyone in the room seemed to have been silenced, unable to utter a single word, including Wei Zheng.

Unable to move, Wei Zheng's forehead was covered in cold sweat. He didn't understand what was going on with this sudden change. He felt a chill run down his spine, as if he was about to encounter an extremely terrifying beast.

"Gudong"

The sound of swallowing was incessant in the arena. Everyone seemed to be quietly waiting for something. In reality, it wasn't that they didn't want to move, but that they simply couldn't. Even Wei Zheng was pinned down and unable to move, let alone the others.

Fu Jiu grinned. Ordinary fifth-tier experts couldn't make such a commotion; this was definitely a huge profit for him.

The dark clouds that had been obscuring the sky seemed to be pushed aside by an invisible hand, revealing a bright moon.

A figure descended from the sky, accompanied by a profound and unfathomable voice.

"The path to immortality is severed, separating yin and yang, forever separating humans and gods..."

"Seal the Great Dao, vanquish evil spirits, and restore eternal peace to the world..."

"I am Liu Bowen, here to pay my respects to the Director!"