Chapter 207
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Chapter 207: Title
Jiang Nan wasn’t yet adept at concealing his emotions; the system’s abrupt alarm caused his face to twitch before he regained composure—a reaction immediately noted by the two beside him.
*System, what’s going on?*
[The Heavenly Law Ancient Stone Tablet shows anomalies. While specifics remain unclear, records from the previous Champion suggest such disturbances herald world-altering events.]
Jiang Nan’s brow furrowed as unpleasant memories resurfaced, darkening his expression.
*What qualifies as “world-altering”? The last calamity didn’t even provoke a reaction from the tablet.*
[…Current data is insufficient for analysis.]
His gaze drifted to the Heavenly Law Battleground below. The mist-cloaked tablet revealed nothing unusual yet, its secrets still veiled. Since others hadn’t detected the anomaly, Jiang Nan steadied his breathing. *Observe first. Even if catastrophe strikes, my hands are tied anyway.*
Tu Shan Yue of the nine-tailed fox tribe examined the scarlet floral patterns adorning her nails, her sharp eyes flickering toward the human cultivator nearby.
The demon lords had been perplexed since this Heavenly Law Battleground materialized. A human Champion? While not unprecedented, this frail youth bore no resemblance to the legendary figures of old.
The spirit cultivators’ delegation had arrived prepared. Though uninterested in victory, their performance must be flawless—this debut would shape their reputation. A single misstep might leave their underlings paying dearly to the demon lords’ wrath.
In the spirit cultivators’ seating area, Mr. Bai—a toddler-sized figure—remarked to his companion in milky tones, “How fortunate humans are, coddled by heaven. Barely a wisp of time since the Awakening of Spiritual Energy, yet they’ve bred tier two cultivators like spring mushrooms.”
“Disgustingly enviable.”
The three-year-old’s attempt at solemnity drew stifled chuckles from nearby humans.
Beside him, a fox-eared girl clutched her own fluffy tail like a plush toy. “Pfah!” Her vermilion ears quivered. “Were we not confined to the Mountain and Sea Realm, those tier two weaklings would’ve been flattened!”
Despite her childish appearance, this four-year-old envoy from the nine-tailed fox tribe surpassed even Mr. Bai in combat prowess. Her suppressed cultivation and armory of protective artifacts had permitted passage beyond her realm. Though housed at the Special Bureau, her true guardian remained Dragon Lord Ao Yuan.
“Xiao Bai!” She kicked her stubby legs. “After this dull affair, you’re buying ten fried chickens!”
The toddler spirit cultivator snorted. “As you command, Xiao Hong.”
“I’m Tu Shan Ling!” Her tail bristled like an offended cat. “Xiao Bai’s what your mother calls you!”
“You started it!” He jabbed a finger at the bubble-blowing carp nearby. “You named that thing Xiao Qing!”
The fish—its Horizontal Bone shimmering—gurgled sweetly: “But Xiao Qing suits me!”
“Ugh! Stupid fish! Stupid Bai!” The foxling stomped, nearly toppling from her seat. “I’m sitting with the bear!”
A bamboo-munching black-and-white bear blinked as Tu Shan Ling commandeered its spot. Few among the visiting spirit cultivators had achieved tier three transformations—most remained in beastly tier two forms.
Now isolated, Mr. Bai watched his former seatmate sulk with cheeks puffed like an angry blowfish. The carp’s bubbles popped in tactful silence.
Mr. Bai observed A Bao with familiarity, having arrived in the human realm earlier than most.
"A Bao, still employed at Sichuan’s zoo?"
The panda’s name had been chosen by registry staff for its iconic suitability.
"Yep! Best benefits package around. Just munching bamboo and occasional livestreams," A Bao patted his rotund belly. "Gained decent weight these past six months."
"Still grinding for the Special Bureau, Boss Bai?" The panda blinked with exaggerated innocence.
"Officially on retainer. Dragon Lord keeps me busy."
Mr. Bai rubbed his temples, imagining the effortless fortune he’d make lounging in zoos with that marketable panda visage.
"Working for Dragon Lord must be epic!" A Bao’s eyes sparkled. "You’ve seen him, right? As majestic as the legends say?"
Mr. Bai: …
"His Highness from the dragon race visited once. The Lord himself remains absent."
"Whatever happened to that Sun-obsessed monkey kid, Boss Bai?"
"Hmm?"
"Peacock gossip says he’s ruling Emei Mountain now."
"Managing primates, more like," interjected the golden eagle behind them. "Those feral monkeys went berserk after the Awakening of Spiritual Energy. Tourists complained nonstop till they brought in Sun the monkey for… disciplinary measures."
"Brother Eagle! Fancy seeing you." A Bao produced a bamboo shoot like a street magician. "Snack?"
"Predatory diet, thanks."
"Meat-eater turned herbivore here." The panda crunched his treat with relish. "Divine~"
The golden eagle’s gaze sharpened. "Since when do we permit outside food?"
A timid voice piped up beside them. "No rules against it…" The White Rabbit attempted hiding her carrot in downy fur.
"Eat or hush," rumbled a 1.5-meter black wolf, cuffing the rabbit playfully.
A Bao gestured toward the human cultivators’ section. "Chillax! Our two-legged friends are snacking too."
【Panda ASMR when?!】
【Fox tribe princess: Ugh, basic much?】
【Xiao Bai: Pfft! Xiao Qing, quit yapping. Where’s our grassland hero♂ Xu Xian?】
【WTF open horny-jailing! Calling police!】
【Officer! This degenerate right here!】
【WolfBunny OTP! Need to hug meter-tall fluffball!!!】
【Zoo benefits OP… Spirit cultivators out here stealing human jobs smh】
【Born as national treasures. Cry about it┑(￣o￣)┍】
【A Bao’s panda posse could conquer nations with cuteness. I’m DECEASED.】
【Sun the monkey? Emei’s simian overlord whose idol is Sun Wukong?】
【Which monkey could it be? _(:3」∠)_】
【Speaking of which, am I crazy for wanting to listen to the cute conversations of these spirit cultivators instead of watching the competition?】
【What’s so great about the match? Our Daoist Priest Li will win soon anyway.】
【I have confidence in Daoist Priest Li; it’s all good (⊙v⊙)】
The spirit cultivators started chatting, completely ignoring the match below. The competition between the human cultivators had little relevance to them.
On the human cultivator side, they prepared snacks. The older ones were fine, but the younger ones arrived with backpacks full of treats like they were going on a picnic.
Well, the audience was similar; most were there to eat and watch at the same time.
【I noticed it seems like our country’s competitors are eating too. Why do they look so unserious?】
【Nonsense! They are clearly conserving their energy to prepare for the next match!】
【Exactly! Just look at Brother Yang; he exudes confidence, so you know it will be fine.】
【But I think I saw Brother Yang holding a handheld gaming device…】
【Aren’t Brother Bai Ye and the Bai Family boy discussing their entrance poses?】
【No, you all misread that; Brother Bai Ye is obviously discussing tactics.】
【Is Young Master Leng sleeping? He’s resting his chin and hasn’t moved for a while.】
【Well, Young Master Leng is just meditating, definitely!】
【Is Miss Ghost in Red also meditating? But I can’t help but feel she looks like she’s just staring blankly.】
【Is Hui Xin chatting with the little girl from the fox tribe? She even offered snacks to the little girl; could she be flirting?】
【Shut up! Don’t slander the master; the master was simply feeling pity for the little girl. That’s correct.】
“Do you want to try some?”
Hui Xin offered snacks to Tu Shan Ling, “This is really delicious.”
Tu Shan Ling glanced at the bald head in front of her, her fox ears twitching. “Why don’t you have hair? Are you a baldy?”
Hui Xin’s face stiffened. He had been cultivating at Shaolin Temple for a while and hadn’t been to the Special Bureau, so he didn’t recognize this little fox tribe princess who had caused such a ruckus since arriving at the Special Bureau.
—He was completely unprepared for her sharp tongue.
【This little princess has some guts; isn’t she just calling the monk a bald thief?】
【Hahaha, my poor young monk Hui Xin can’t say a word now.】
【Ah, I can feel the awkward atmosphere even through the screen.】
【Could anyone lend a hand to the young monk? Baldy, haha, I’m sorry, I can’t help it.】
“Why aren’t you talking?” Tu Shan Ling looked at Hui Xin and added, “Is this for me?”
Hui Xin blankly mumbled an “hm” while still reeling from being called a baldy.
“Well then, if this is for me, thank you.” Tu Shan Ling accepted the snack, her eyes crinkling with a smile. “Even though you’re bald, you’re a good person. Next time, I’ll treat you to some chicken from Grandpa Ken.”
“Uh, Grandpa Ken’s chicken is really super delicious.”
Hui Xin fell silent for a moment and replied, “Thank you for your kind offer, but the young monk doesn’t eat meat.”
【…Hahaha, this is killing me. Grandpa Ken, hurry and send money!】
【Has nobody taught the little princess that saying chicken is a no-go? Aren’t we civilized?】
【Let’s talk about chicken again; civilization be damned.】
【Treating a monk to chicken, such a unique way to thank someone! Though it’s a bit spoiled, the little girl is quite adorable, haha—】
