Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Lonemoon looked on as the master and disciple duo rejoiced and tried to fit each one of the small animals running around into their storage bags. They were even trying their best to get Fatty to help them out. He turned around to Little Black and asked, “Did he leave us a message?” There must be a reason why Hong Meng was spending so much effort trying to please them.
Little Black pondered for a moment, then nodded. “Yes, I think he said something like… he’s going to be… outside some plane’s realm waiting for the Exalted Goddess?”
“A realm outside the plane?” Lonemoon paused. Did he mean the divine realm? Shen Ying had left a gate to the plane over there at first. It looked like Hong Meng really was in trouble.
Lonemoon frowned, then instructed Little Black to bring Fatty to look for a room he could stay in. He then helped Shen Ying and Yi Qing put away all the fresh meat before he explained the situation. After that, he opened a passage to the divine realm.
Hong Meng was indeed waiting in the divine realm, anxiously seated in the grass beside the plane tree. It looked like he has been waiting for a long time. He had plucked the grass around him so that there was a level patch of land just around him.
“Sirs, you’ve finally arrived” The moment he spotted them, Hong Meng broke into a grin and walked forward.
“Hey! Er… Mengmeng?” Shen Ying waved at him.
Hong Meng: “…”
Lonemoon: “…”
Yi Qing: “…”
Can you remember even one name?
“Exalted Goddess, my name is Hong Meng,” Hong Meng said, frowning.
“Oh.” Shen Ying nodded. “I’ve kept all of your small animals, Mengmeng. They look good, Mengmeng. Thank you, Mengmeng!”
“…” Alright, so long as you’re happy.
“Hong Meng, was there a reason you were looking for us so urgently?” Lonemoon stepped forward and asked.
“Yes, of course!” Hong Meng pushed the name-calling aside and cupped his fists at them, a somber expression on his face. “I’ve come today because something has happened in my plane. I had no other choice but to come and ask for the help of you, Boss, and your personal assistants.”
“What’s happened in your plane?” Didn’t they just re-start the plane? Hadn’t all their living creatures just been born? “Don’t tell me there has been an invader?” Lonemoon’s expression darkened.
“No, it’s not that.” Hong Meng shook his head. “We’ve just restarted our plane, and there has not been any invaders.” Nobody would care to take over their plane.
“Then what’s the matter?”
Hong Meng’s expression fell. He looked at them awkwardly and said guiltily, “It’s like this. Ever since we planted the original source in our plane, all the living creatures that belong to our plane have been returning through it. But… we’ve met with a small problem.”
“What’s the problem?” Lonemoon frowned.
“The living creatures in the original source have stayed there for far too long. They’ve mixed around with all sorts of Qi and have become contaminated with other auras. In order to only attract the living creatures back to our plane, we had no choice but to create a brand new procedure. But ancient gods of creation like us cannot interfere with the plane at will. That’s why the other twelve people entered Samsara and reincarnated to become ordinary living creatures, so that they could lead the rest back.”
“And then?”
“And then… something happened.” Hong Meng was beginning to look more and more fearful. “After they returned from Samsara, they lost all their memories. Although I’m controlling them from behind the scenes, I’m just one person and I cannot take care of every problem. What’s more, I cannot keep interfering at will. That’s why the new system has not been running well.” He looked back up at the three of them, with hope in his eyes. “Kind sirs, the situation in your plane has stabilized. That’s why I plucked up the courage to come here and ask you for a favor. Can you please come back with me to my plane and help me one last time?”
“You mean you want us to go with you to rebuild the Heavenly Dao?”
“Yes, yes, yes.” Hong Meng nodded profusely.
“No way!” Lonemoon turned him down at once.
“Huh… Ah?” Hong Meng stared blankly at him, crestfallen.
“That’s your own plane’s problem. Why can’t you resolve it on your own?” Did he think they ran a charity?
“But…”
“Let’s go, Father Niu,” Shen Ying suddenly spoke up.
“Shen Ying!” Lonemoon glared at her. They had already helped him once, and she freaking entered a coma because of that. Who knew what was going to happen this time?
“It’ll be alright,” she said, taking a bite out of a fruit. She tilted her head and said, “What’s more… We’ve already accepted the small animals.”
Lonemoon’s expression darkened. “Then return them.”
Instinctively, the master and disciple placed a protective hand on their storage bag and took a step back.
“Shen Ying!” You two bastards – are you trying to drive me to my grave? Just before Lonemoon blew up, he heard Chef whisper in his ear.
“Father Niu, do you remember what Elder Shen Jing said to us when Master agreed to manage this plane?”
Lonemoon glared at him and said, “What does that have to do with this? Didn’t Shen Jing strongly object to her taking over? She even said that if she really wanted her own plane, she could set one-” Lonemoon stopped mid-sentence, his eyes widening. “Holy shit! Are you serious?”
Yi Qing nodded seriously. “That plane did not come into existence naturally. Master was the one who created it. In other words, Master is also the manager of that other plane. Although we’re not the assistants of that plane, if something is wrong there, it’ll probably affect Master.”
Shit, did Shen Ying really have to take control of two planes at once?
Lonemoon let out a huge sigh, then tried to suppress the anger rising in his chest. In other words, he could not refuse any longer.
“Father Niu, have some fruit to calm yourself down.” Shen Ying handed him a fruit.
Lonemoon glared at her. “Don’t give me an unripe fruit if you really mean it.” Do you think I’m Fatty?
“Er…” Shen Ying retracted her hand.
“Alright.” Lonemoon turned to address Hong Meng. “We’ll help you just this once.”
Hong Meng looked overjoyed. Although he could not understand what made Lonemoon change his mind all of a sudden, he cupped his fists and bowed toward them nevertheless. “Thank you all.” He quickly turned around and opened the plane gates, as if afraid that they would change their minds.
“Chef!!” Shen Ying suddenly turned around and called out. “Call Fatty over.”
“Yes, Master.”
“Wait.” Lonemoon hesitated. “What do you want to call Fatty over for?”
It was too late. Yi Qing had already disappeared. The next thing Lonemoon knew, Yi Qing was already dragging Fatty toward them.
“He has experience,” Shen Ying answered.
Lonemoon did not agree. “He had experience before, but he’s now already…” not the same Godfiend anymore.
Before he could finish speaking, Shen Ying raised her hand and tapped Fatty in the middle of the forehead with her fingers. The thick immortal Qi around Fatty’s body disappeared at once. It was replaced with another frightening aura, like the one around Hong Meng.
Shen Ying had recovered the powers of creator gods in Fatty!
(⊙ o ⊙)
Lonemoon pursed his lips. Fine, as long as they were happy.
Fatty remained confused, unable to understand what was going on around him. He scanned the group. Where am I? What just happened?
“Let’s go!”
Go? Go where? Can anyone explain to him what was going on?
The three people in front of him had already disappeared into the white light shining out of the gate in front of him. Fatty looked around, then decided to follow them through the gate.
There was a blinding white light, then the scene in front of his eyes changed. Before their vision cleared, they heard loud crashes all around. Something was falling right at them.
