Godslayer: I am the agent of King of Glory heroes

The wind blew across their cheeks, carrying a refreshing scent. With Lin Qiye giving it his all, the two quickly caught up with their target.

He shouted, "Master! Please wait!"

Although I don't know which deity the Taoist sitting on the white tiger is, judging from his Taoist attire, calling him a "real person" shouldn't be a mistake.

Yu Ding Zhenren had already noticed the two people flying behind him, but today was the Queen Mother of the West's birthday banquet, and countless gods were attending, so it was perfectly normal for them to travel together.

However, he was quite surprised to see that the other party was standing on the Somersault Cloud, a cloud so iconic it was practically emblazoned with the name of Sun Wukong. The fact that it was being used by two mortals was quite astonishing.

What was even more unexpected was that the two of them had come specifically for him.

Yu Ding stopped in confusion, and only after the two approached did he dismount from the tiger's back and ask, "Young friends, why did you call for this humble Taoist?"

"Master, I... um?" Lin Qiye politely bowed to Master Yuding and looked at the white tiger beneath him, about to say something, when he saw the white tiger baring its teeth and growling, its eyes full of vigilance as it looked at him.

"Roar—!" Another low growl.

Lin Qiye frowned. Judging from Baihu's attitude towards him, it definitely couldn't be Fang Mo.

"I see you riding the somersault cloud, are you that monkey's disciple?" Master Yuding smiled kindly when he saw that Lin Qiye was silent.

Lin Qiye remained silent for a moment before agreeing, "...Yes, junior Lin Qiye."

"I never imagined that one day that monkey would be able to take on disciples." The Somersault Cloud technique couldn't be faked, and Master Yuding believed it immediately, sighing repeatedly.

Lin Qiye had something on his mind, but seeing that Master Yuding was quite amiable, he couldn't help but ask, "Master, if I may be so bold as to ask, does your mount have any offspring?"

The white tiger in front of us is definitely not Fang Mo. Is there any possibility that Fang Mo is its child?

That being said, given Fang Mo's abilities and age, this possibility is more likely.

He hadn't thought of this at first because Fang Mo himself had said that his parents were from Cangnan, and that he did indeed possess miraculous powers within him...

The more I think about it, the less sense it makes.

"My mount?" Jade Cauldron Immortal was just reminiscing when he heard Lin Qiye's nonsensical question. He looked down in confusion and met a pair of tiger eyes.

He hesitated, then asked as if to confirm, "Do you... have any children?"

According to Master Yu Ding's impression, the White Tiger definitely had no offspring, but since Lin Qiye asked this question, there must be a reason.

Could it be that it secretly fathered offspring outside without his knowledge?

"roar--?"

The white tiger, which had inexplicably become the center of attention and was being stared at by Master Yu Ding, was dumbfounded. After a moment of stunned silence, it suddenly turned to face Lin Qiye, its fur bristling, looking hostile.

Jiang Shiyuan: "..."

For some reason, she could see a complex mix of emotions on that tiger-like face: bewilderment, injustice, grievance, and anger.

"I feel like it's not Fang Mo's dad... or mom," she whispered, tugging at Lin Qiye's sleeve.

Lin Qiye could also tell that Baihu probably had nothing to do with Fang Mo anymore, and he gave Baihu an apologetic look.

"We apologize, but we know someone whose transformed appearance is the same as your mount. We suspect he might have the bloodline of the White Tiger, hence our question. We apologize for our abruptness."

Well, how should I put it, I feel a little guilty.

Back when An Qingyu spread rumors that he had a child, his feelings were exactly the same as Baihu's now. Coincidentally, in both misunderstandings, the child was Fang Mo...

Master Yu Ding was magnanimous and naturally wouldn't hold such a trivial matter against Lin Qiye.

"It's alright. Although the White Tiger bloodline is rare, most living beings in this world are spiritual, and it is not impossible to nurture another one."

Just as Jade Cauldron Immortal finished speaking, a melodious tune drifted from a distant immortal mountain.

The clouds drifted and rolled, their echoes lingering.

As if receiving some signal, the laughter and conversation hidden in the clouds stopped, and after a short while, those divine figures flew towards the distant immortal mountain in unison.

"The Peach Banquet is about to begin. Young friend Lin must be here on behalf of that monkey, so let's go together." Jade Cauldron Immortal's gaze swept over Lin Qiye and landed on Jiang Shiyuan. "But this young friend..."

The Peach Banquet, as the birthday feast of the Queen Mother of the West, is not open to just anyone; those who are here today have all been invited.

Both were unfamiliar faces. Lin Qiye was a disciple of Sun Wukong, so he would definitely be able to attend the birthday banquet. However, Master Yuding didn't know the identity of the other person.

“Uh…” Jiang Shiyuan’s body stiffened when she mentioned herself, and she exchanged a nervous glance with Lin Qiye.

The Peach Banquet! Such a grand event is not to be missed. I must find a suitable identity to attend.

Seeing the meaning in Jiang Shiyuan's eyes, Lin Qiye pondered for a moment, then smiled and tried to reach out and take Jiang Shiyuan's hand, saying, "Her surname is Jiang, and her given name is Shiyuan. She is mine."

Back in the 'human realm,' even when facing the Black Killers, Jiang Shiyuan could accept his public declaration that she was his wife. Given so many gods around, she probably wouldn't mind either, just to get into the Peach Banquet…

"Cough cough!"

At the crucial moment, Jiang Shiyuan coughed lightly, interrupting Lin Qiye.

"..." Lin Qiye paused, immediately stopping his words.

He sighed inwardly, seemingly a little bothered.

"?" Master Yu Ding was somewhat puzzled.

Jiang Shiyuan's voice wasn't loud, but because Lin Qiye's voice stopped abruptly, her presence became somewhat abrupt, and both Yu Ding Zhenren and Bai Hu's gazes fell on her at the same time.

Her mind raced, and she was instantly drenched in sweat.

Having read Journey to the West, one would know that grand events like the Peach Banquet require invitations. It's reasonable for Lin Qiye, as Sun Wukong's disciple, to be invited—a disciple of Sun Wukong's disciple, after all…

That's definitely not a valid reason to get in!

These few seconds seemed incredibly long under the watchful gaze of the gods. Lin Qiye silently turned his head, gazing gently at Jiang Shiyuan, asking a question without a sound.

"Actually, I..." Jiang Shiyuan didn't notice, she was only focused on calculating her skills, and one divine name after another flashed through her mind.

Nuwa? Definitely not. Her background is too powerful; it feels like it could be easily exposed.

Donghuang Taiyi? As an ancient god, he doesn't seem quite up to par.

Oh, right! She seems to have Jiang Ziya's skills, which she can use to pretend, and they both happen to share the surname Jiang, so it sounds like they're related.

After finding a character she deemed plausible, she cleared her throat, feigning composure.

“My master, Jiang Ziya, met Lin Qiye by chance on his way to the Peach Banquet, and we traveled together.”

“Yes, that’s true.” Lin Qiye nodded silently.

"I see. The Peach Banquet is about to begin. Let's hurry over." Although Jade Cauldron Immortal didn't understand why Jiang Ziya's disciple knew Sun Wukong's disciple, he didn't ask any further questions.

Jiang Shiyuan secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Hehe, he had managed to get away with it. With Master Yuding helping to introduce his identity, he would definitely be able to enter the Peach Banquet later.

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