The First Demon of the Chan Sect-Chapter 112 - 58: Taking in a Servant

"Brother Qingming, how did you come across Brother Huo?" Houtu blinked her two shiny big eyes, curiously looking at Li Qingming.

"Hehe!" Li Qingming chuckled, saying, "Ever since Nuwa created the Nuwa Palace, I followed Di Jun and Taiyi into the Primordial. It’s strange to say, it’s all fate’s play; I could never have imagined that the Nine-nine Soul Scattering Gourd of the Red Clouds would end up in Brother Zhu Rong’s hands!"

"Ah? This gourd belongs to that Daoist of the Red Clouds?" Zhu Jiuyin examined the gourd in his hands, exclaiming in surprise.

"You bastard! Don’t compare me to that dead fatty!" Poseidon suddenly shouted.

Startled by Poseidon’s loud voice, Zhu Jiuyin’s hand shivered, and the gourd fell to the ground.

"What kind of thing is this?" Zhu Jiuyin cried out in alarm, kicking the gourd harshly twice.

"Hahaha, look, look! I told you it could talk!" Zhu Rong burst out laughing, obviously enjoying seeing Zhu Jiuyin being embarrassed.

"Brother Li, what’s going on here?" Di Jiang frowned, quite puzzled as he looked at the red gourd on the ground.

"Hehe, it’s like this..." Li Qingming started from Nuwa creating the Nuwa Palace and continued until Poseidon’s escape after demise.

"You son of a gun, daring to scare me! Just a mere ghost, what are you acting arrogant for?" Zhu Jiuyin, rarely showing a furious mood, found a stick from nowhere and crazily struck the gourd.

"Alright, Zhu Jiuyin!" Li Qingming helplessly shook his head, reaching out to draw the Nine-nine Soul Scattering Gourd into his palm, pulling out the stopper to pour it out.

"Whoosh!"

Most of the remaining Red Sand spilled out from the mouth of the gourd. Following it came a blurry human silhouette, entirely water blue. A three-pronged steel pitchfork emitting a faint chill quietly floated around the figure. Additionally, within this silhouette, there was a faint, almost invisible purple thread.

The blue silhouette twisted its neck, looked at the crowd and said, "What are you staring at, haven’t you ever seen a man as handsome as this god?"

Hearing this, Zhu Jiuyin on the side slapped it with a huge smack, announcing, "I told you not to get cocky, brothers, let’s beat him up!"

Thus, a robust scene unfolded: a group of shirtless men with muscular torsos, their hands glowing with blue, green, or red light, furiously pummeling the blue silhouette.

"Ah! Ouch!" The blue silhouette continuously emitted various painful cries.

After a full quarter of an hour, the group of Ancestor Witches sat back down with satisfied smiles.

Li Qingming stepped forward, kicked the limp blue silhouette on the ground, and said, "Poseidon, you’d better behave yourself! My brothers are not very patient!"

The severely distorted Poseidon wailed as he returned to his original form, though he seemed much diminished compared to before.

"Alright, now let’s talk about your matters!" Li Qingming took out the Purple Bamboo Tea, and Houtu deftly caught it, smoothly starting to brew the tea.

"Me? What could you possibly have to discuss with me?" Poseidon really was good at forgetting the pain once the wound healed.

Without needing a cue from Li Qingming, Gonggong kicked him fiercely and spat disdainfully, saying, "Kid, mind your manners!"

Poseidon became much more compliant, unable to resist when one is under another’s roof.

"Alright, Poseidon, tell me where you come from? How did you come to this world?" Li Qingming gently sipped the aromatic Purple Bamboo Tea, his eyes gleaming with an itchy brightness.

"I lived in the Titan World. Before coming to this world, I fought with my two brothers. During the fight, my dear brother Zeus used the Main Divine Artifact, the ’Thunder Spear,’ which directly shattered my body. Then I was sucked into a black hole, and when I woke up next, I was inside that unfortunate fatty’s body!"

Poseidon tried hard to recall past events and he did not lie to the gathered crowd.

Li Qingming gently tapped on the wooden chair, his deep eyes shining with specks of starlight. After a while, he spoke, "In your world, are the generation of Twelve Titans, the One-eyed Giant, and the Hundred-Armed Giant dead or imprisoned? Also, who is the highest in cultivation at Mount Olympus?"

Poseidon suddenly stood up, his face showing an indescribable look of horror, and said, "You, how do you know about the Titans, how do you know about Mount Olympus?"

"Don’t worry about how I know, answer my previous question!" Li Qingming did not look at Poseidon, merely gently shaking the teacup in his hand.

"Ah!" Poseidon sighed and said, "The Titans are still alive, locked up in Rosta beneath Mount Olympus. My dear brother Zeus, has placed a Gaia Stone at the top of Rosta, that perpetually absorbs the divine power of the pitiful Titan Giant Gods."

With a strange twitch of his mouth, Poseidon continued, "As for the gods on Mount Olympus? My two brothers, Zeus and Hades, both are at the God King Middle Stage, or as you say, Quasi-Saint Middle Stage. The others, like the wise goddess Metis, the justice goddess Themis... and so forth, their cultivation levels vary, the highest only being at the Da Luo Golden Immortal Peak."

Li Qingming laughed and said, "Poseidon, you seem to have forgotten someone!"

Poseidon looked at Li Qingming perplexedly and asked, "Forgotten? Forgotten who?"

Li Qingming stared at Poseidon for a long while and then suddenly said, "Prometheus, your cheap uncle Iapetos and his wife Klymene’s son!"

Poseidon looked at Li Qingming as if seeing a ghost and jumped frantically, saying, "Who are you? Who are you really? How do you know this, oh! Damn Heavenly Father, who is this demon!"

Although the Ancestor Witches were puzzled as to how Li Qingming knew these things, they trusted him as if he were their own brother.

"Who would have thought the great Sea God Poseidon, would be such a figure. Brothers turn against each other, subordinates betray, faced with a bit of provocation and you become helpless and mad!" Li Qingming suddenly; bared a cold smile, harshly mocking Poseidon.

"No! I am the great Sea God, the supreme shaker of the earth!" Poseidon, as if possessed, raised his head and howled to the sky, his voice shook the Nine Heavens. freeweɓnøvel.com

"Hehe, do you want to return to your world?" Li Qingming’s expression at this moment was like an evil uncle, luring an innocent little girl with candy.

Poseidon gritted his teeth and said, "Of course I want to! I want to have a good chat with my dear brothers, to return the pain they’ve burdened on me a hundredfold, a thousandfold!"

With a disheartened sigh, Poseidon said, "Ah, but what right do I have to say these now? I am just a wretched, humble soul, that could be dispersed at any moment!"

"Then, offer your loyalty!" Li Qingming put down the teacup and said, "Cast aside the last bit of your dignity, offer your loyalty! I will grant you a body, bestow you immense power, grant you eternal life!"

"You?" Poseidon glanced at Li Qingming with disdain and said, "You can’t help me!"

"Loyalty!" Li Qingming leisurely stood up, suddenly producing a clump of flame emanating a red blood radiance in his hand.

"Boom!"

Stepping forward abruptly, the flame in his hand intensified, Li Qingming looked down at Poseidon and said, "I only want your loyalty! Otherwise, I will cleanse your soul with this Red Lotus Karmic Fire!"

Feeling the inexplicably intense heat in front of him, Poseidon pondered for a long time, then knelt down on one knee and said, "My noble master! Your loyal servant Poseidon willingly offers his loyalty!"

"Swish!"

A thread of hazy purple Qi suddenly appeared in Poseidon’s hand, filled with the rhythm of the Great Dao. The constantly pulsating purple Qi enveloped the entire area with a vibrant essence.

"Esteemed master, what those two Daoists are competing for, is this strand of ’Hongmeng Purple Qi’!" Poseidon, holding the Hongmeng Purple Qi, handed it to Li Qingming.

Li Qingming coldly watched Poseidon for a while, waved his left hand to collect the Hongmeng Purple Qi into the Qiankun Tripod. His right hand swiftly reached out, and from Poseidon’s head, he snatched a strand of golden Lifebound Essence Soul, also placing it into the tripod.

The series of actions happened in the blink of an eye, and Poseidon hadn’t even reacted before he began to wail in pain.

Li Qingming sneered twice and said, "Hehe, I do not believe in so-called verbal loyalty! What is held in hand, that is most secure!"

Resigned yet understanding of Li Qingming’s caution, Poseidon painfully touched his head and knelt down again, saying, "Great master, your loyal servant salutes you once more!"