Chapter 337: Three Seconds

Everyone's an adult now — no, everyone's a God-Demon Walker.

Speak and act directly.

What do God-Demon Walkers rely on to speak? Strength (fists), of course — the strong prevail, nothing wrong with that.

Such directness left everyone unable to react for a moment, not knowing what expression to make.

Only Kongming wore a "just as expected, no surprise" look.

Wei Xin stood up, one hand raised, frozen mid-air, unsure whether to lower it.

"Alright, Master." Ao Yulie looked at Li Jue and his wife. "You two come at me together."

"... Heh."

Hearing this, the anger on Wei Xin's face vanished instead; she sat down and let out a cold laugh, not responding.

A terrible move! Stinking to high heaven!

Who would've thought clever Kongming would make such a mistake.

Still that same saying — if Kongming personally took the field to compete, they couldn't beat Kongming.

But the result was swapping in a rising star; a rising star would've been fine, but one who came in pointing out a disciple nobody recognized, a disciple who came from who-knows-where to take over the Dragon King Account.

Without the couple even speaking, the others wouldn't agree.

Sure enough, someone coughed and said: "Master Xuanzang, this matter, let's deliberate further."

Gentle tone, tactful attitude.

The one before them was a Divine Physician — no one could guarantee they'd always return from mission worlds perfectly intact, uninjured.

Who knew when they might need the other party's Kaiguang healing.

The Dragon King was injured before, found this one to cure him, and thus owed a favor.

The Dragon King Account's ownership issue — one couldn't say it was solely caused by this, but it was definitely related.

Who would offend a Divine Physician for no reason?

"Two days ago Old Kong told me, so this poor monk carefully considered it and feels the Dragon King Account is still fine." Tang Luo said.

"..."

"Dragon King Account is still fine," Tang Xuanzang — this was going too far.

Even if you're a Divine Physician, you can't be this arrogant, right?

A few people exchanged glances, decisively deciding to shut up and let Tang Xuanzang and the Li Jue couple duke it out verbally — whoever won, they'd support in the end.

Anyway, they had no ambition for the Dragon King Account, focused on their own strength and "own little plot of land."

Although they could gain quite a few benefits, it would also cost tremendous energy; mishandle it and it'd be more loss than gain.

A shop changing owners — couldn't guarantee it'd keep making money.

"Heh." Li Jue finally laughed too, just as cold and hard as when he spoke. "Setting aside the strength issue, how long have you been in Wulin Mythology? Even you yourself, without the Dragon King's will, have no qualification to take over the Dragon King Account, let alone bring an outsider."

He was an old-timer of Wulin Mythology; the Dragon King Account as an important stronghold of Wulin Mythology, being taken over and managed by a known, trusted old member, was the most correct choice.

"Not an outsider, Little White Dragon is also a Wulin Mythology member." Tang Luo said. "Old Kong, bring a contract."

Very much a "want an imperial edict? Someone write him one" vibe.

Even Kongming nearly blurted out "I — he — mother," exhausted, feeling he'd never love again.

"Alright." Tang Luo smiled. "No more jokes. Since the Dragon King's will hopes this poor monk takes over the Dragon King Account, and this poor monk is willing after consideration, that's the best choice."

Flat tone, yet carrying an as-a-matter-of-fact confidence, as if stating a fact.

"On what grounds?" Wei Xin sneered.

"What this poor monk just said wasn't entirely a joke either." Tang Luo said. "If you two aren't convinced, then have a match with this poor monk's disciple. If he loses, we'll no longer interfere in the Dragon King Account matter."

Li Jue glanced at Kongming, saw him nod slightly.

Knew that this "we" also included Kongming.

Li Jue frowned slightly, didn't agree immediately, thinking to himself: "Truly this confident?"

What Tang Xuanzang's situation was, his background — everyone knew clearly. But this one called Little White Dragon, who was Tang Xuanzang's disciple — who was he?

Couldn't be the White Dragon Horse fate holder, right?

One Tang Monk fate, one White Dragon Horse fate, so master and disciple — heh, these two really know how to play.

Li Jue was still pondering here, but Wei Xin couldn't hold back anymore, about to say something.

Just opened her mouth, before she could make a sound, Li Jue suddenly stood up, pressed on Wei Xin's shoulder and said: "We want to discuss a bit."

Saying that, he walked out of the conference room.

Wei Xin glared at Tang Luo, followed Li Jue out.

Once the two left, a God-Demon Walker coughed and said: "That Master Xuanzang, actually I don't oppose you taking over the Dragon King Account."

Tang Luo nodded, didn't speak.

Seeing Tang Luo didn't seem angry, that God-Demon Walker continued: "That... last mission I got a bit injured, seemed healed but always feel a bit off. How about Master you take a look? If there's a problem, Master give me Kaiguang treatment. Don't worry, I still have some healing items."

Most people in Wulin Mythology knew very well.

Master Xuanzang's Kaiguang healing secret art — its effect was far better than eating any medicine yourself.

Medicines obtained from mission worlds that can heal — they aren't some omnipotent panacea; no matter what kind or degree of injury, eat them and you're cured.

But Master Xuanzang's Kaiguang — it was quite "omnipotent."

So far there was no injury Master Xuanzang couldn't cure, while injuries that couldn't be cured after taking healing items were many.

Everyone knew how to choose.

"Master, check me too. Last mission a brat slashed me with a knife, the wound still itches on and off."

"Master, honestly, can athlete's foot be cured?"

"Scram! Your athlete's foot — how many years has it been! Don't come join the fun, is Master someone who treats your athlete's foot?"

A crowd scrambled over each other; if the departing Li Jue and his wife had seen it, they would likely have coughed up blood in rage — these grandsons, who moments ago acted like "Tang Xuanzang is no good," were now licking his boots?

There was still an outsider inside the conference room; someone brought an outsider straight onto the Dragon King, and you didn't notice?

This exploited a loophole in the contract, just short of voluntarily opening his mouth to leak Wulin Mythology's internal information.

The outsider Ao Yulie glanced at these merit-providers and felt a sigh rise in his heart.

So many years later, Master's acting has grown even more consummate.

In these people's minds, "Master Xuanzang" is probably the image of a benevolent, kind-faced, do-gooder great man.

Outside, Wei Xin looked at Li Jue and asked, "What did you discover?"

She had a rash temperament, not as steady as her husband; when they first met in a mission world, it was precisely that steadiness that attracted her.

"We can fight, but we have to fight Tang Xuanzang." Li Jue put it succinctly, "The other person's origins are unknown, possibly Kong Ming's backup plan; we can't fall for it."

"Oh, so that's how it is!" Wei Xin suddenly understood.

Because of the Dragon King's will, Kong Ming couldn't directly jump out to seize the Dragon King.

But Tang Xuanzang's strength wasn't enough, so he invited an outsider expert to join Wulin Mythology.

Thus, it was equivalent to Kong Ming having the Dragon King; that was his scheme.

As for the outsider, just joining Wulin Mythology was enough; Wulin Mythology never refuses strong people joining.

There's also no creed that only good people can join.

With Kong Ming, an old member who has diligently contributed much to Wulin Mythology's development, management personnel recommending and vouching for him, plus strength, and being the disciple of Tang Xuanzang in the Dragon King's will — threefold influence — naturally he can take over the Dragon King.

"Truly a despicable villain!" Wei Xin shouted angrily.

"So in a moment we fight Tang Xuanzang." Li Jue said, "We must get the Dragon King; that thing is definitely hidden on the Dragon King."

"But, could it be the Dragon King didn't manage to bring it out for use?"

"Although the situation was critical at the time, it wasn't that the Dragon King had no time or opportunity to take that thing out for a final gamble." Li Jue shook his head, "He didn't take it out, which proves he didn't bring it; it's on the Dragon King. Look at Kong Ming — he didn't hesitate to find an outsider just to take the Dragon King; he probably knows something too."

"Really." Wei Xin said, "We've been through life and death with the Dragon King for so many years, and in the end we're actually not as good as Kong Ming; good thing this time we…"

"Shut up." Li Jue coldly cut off Wei Xin's continuing words.

Wei Xin closed her mouth, and the two walked back into the conference room.

They didn't see the lively scene from just now; everyone stood silently.

"Cough, we also feel that since it's gods and demons walking, the most crucial thing is still to let strength speak." Someone said, "The Dragon King is also a thorn in the eye and flesh of the Gods Alliance; even while constantly sailing, it has suffered sneak attacks from the Gods Alliance. Without strength it definitely can't be held."

"Right, then let's just fight a round; winner takes all."

Li Jue nodded: "We think so too, but an outsider really isn't appropriate…"

"A contract has already been signed." Kong Ming spoke at the right moment.

He still carried the contract for joining Wulin Mythology; just now he had Ao Yulie sign it, and from now on everyone is one of us.

"……" Wei Xin's eyes widened, about to unleash a torrent of abuse. Anyway she's always been this hot-tempered, impulsive shrew, not caring about her image in others' eyes.

Shrew or lady, does it matter?

Gaining actual benefits, constantly growing stronger is the true path. Today a shrew, tomorrow a queen.

A bunch of hypocrites; even becoming gods and demons walking, they can't shed secular values.

"Since the Dragon King's will hopes Tang Xuanzang accepts the Dragon King." Li Jue indicated himself, "I think we should still follow his will; the dead are paramount. Us husband and wife will fight a battle with Master Xuanzang."

The others' gazes toward Li Jue turned a bit strange.

Who would've thought you, with those thick eyebrows and big eyes, could be this shameless!

If you really believe "the dead are paramount," why did you jump out to struggle at all?

"You can't even beat me, yet you delusionally want to challenge my master?" Ao Yulie said, why seek death?

Li Jue didn't answer, just looked at Tang Luo.

"Fine." Tang Luo said; he didn't have any "Demon King" airs, insisting the hero kill all his subordinates first, then upgrade fully before rising from the throne to die.

Since someone insists on coming up for a beating, strike when it's time to strike.

One minute later, Li Jue and his wife lay on the deck, "facing the yellow earth, back to the sky," the Glazed Nirvana Great Hand Seal slowly dissipating on their bodies.

"Is this good enough?" Tang Luo withdrew his hand.

Argued ten minutes, fought three seconds, fifty-seven seconds ago went to the deck and reached "mutual beating consensus."