So I Am A Demon Descendent!

Chapter 82: Symposium



Chapter 82: Symposium

Translator: Larbre Studio Editor: Larbre Studio

There was a look called love in those blue eyes. Victoria’s image grew more vivid in Li Xianyu’s eyes. He muttered in his heart, So the great man you mentioned is me.

She had mistaken that the great man was Big Boss, a man who was mentioned by others but had never appeared. But she did not know that the man was sitting next to her.

Li Xianyu thought about it and restrained the thought of showing off. In fact, this kind of matter was the most suitable for bragging, especially when it happened to small fry like him. But if he were to reveal it, Victoria would definitely ask, “How did you do that?”

How should I answer? Cuckold, cuckold, Long Aotian was cuckolded. Forget it, I really can’t say it.

“How did the alliance talks go?” Upon asking, he immediately added, “If it’s convenient for you to tell me.”

“Smoothly,” Victoria replied.

“When Ryder’s injuries recover, will y’all go back to America?”

“No, we want to see the Taoist Conference held by the Buddhist Society in two months time, and every year there will be a lot of superpowered beings who come from all over the world.” Victoria smiled gracefully. “Ryder said that if you attend then, he will challenge you again and avange his defeet.”

It’s pronounced as”avenge his defeat.”

“Taoist Conference? I’m sure a new guy like me won’t be able to take part.” Li Xianyu waved his hands. In fact, this is the first time he has heard of it.

“There are competitions that are for young people to participate.” Victoria finished eating her breakfast, and the plate was devoid of food. As long as one was a demon descendant, no matter man or woman, they had huge appetites. She wiped the corners of her mouth and fingers with a piece of wet tissue, before standing up and smiled politely. “Bye.”

“Bye.” Li Xianyu nodded.

Now, it was time for welfare. He turned his head to look at Victoria’s back. Her pert buttocks sashayed charmingly, and had a well-deserved No.1 in Li Xianyu’s eyes.

In the group, the colleagues were still rallying to beat up Long Aotian. Those who had beat him felt great, but those who did not, felt regretful.

[Acalanātha] Wang Lao Er: “What the hell, Long Aotian trapped my nephew in the virtual world. I was going to beat him up on behalf of the whole family. But I’m out on a mission right now so I can’t come back.”

This was a formidable character with a title. Ordinary senior employees do not have a title so everyone with titles were badasses. This was what Li Xianyu had concluded.

Old Master Qin: “No wonder you didn’t ask me out for a drink, Old Wang, you’re out on a job again?”

[Acalanātha] Wang Lao Er: “This mission is a hot potato, I am in Lianghua Temple, guess who my partner is?”

Old Master Qin: “Just spit it out.”

[Acalanātha] Wang Lao Er: “Everlasting and unprecedented, the Unparalleled War Spirit.”

After a few seconds, excitement erupted in the group.

God of Fire: “What did you say, the Unparalleled War Spirit has awakened?”

Li Bai: “Is it the war spirit of the Li family? Is it the one of the Qing Dynasty? Is it the one who reached the peak in the modern history of 200 years?”

The group was more active to begin with, and when the title of the Unparalleled War Spirit came out, everyone immediately spammed the group excitedly.

The message spam caused Li Bai’s message to vanish from the screen quickly.

God of Food: “Is the Unparalleled War Spirit delicious?”

System Notification: God of Food withdrew a message.

Old Master Qin: “Screenshot taken.”

Li Bai: “Screenshot taken.”

Wang Lao Er: “The Unparalleled War Spirit is with me. I’m ready to show her.”

God of Food: “Old Wang, have mercy.”

[Files Administrator] Mo Fei: “Haha, how rare to see the God of Food being frightened.”

God of Fire: “Stop spamming the chat.”

Only then did the group settle down. God of Fire has a high status and reputation in Baoze.

God of Fire: “Wang Lao Er, what is going on, the Unparalleled War Spirit has awakened? Who is the descendant of the Li family?”

Wang Lao Er: “How do I know who the descendant of the Li family is? When I saw her, she was alone.”

Li Bai: “What’s going on? How did you partner with her?”

Wang Lao Er: “The Unparalleled War Spirit invited the Buddhist Society and all the great clans to conduct a symposium, and the location was chosen to be Lianghua Temple. And the contents, of course, would be related to the Great Deities Palace. I shall not reveal the details. I am a common disciple of Lianghua Temple, and Buddha Head is my master. So I’m hosting the symposium on behalf of the company.”

God of Fire: “Li Wuxiang died in the hands of those people. Will the symposium turn into a scuffle? Well, the Unparalleled War Spirit will take on everyone.”

[Medical Department Vice Team Leader] Li Shizhen: “God of Fire thinks too much. The Li family descendant is weak like a small rooster. What kind of fighting power can the Unparalleled War Spirit have?”

Mo Fei: “So, the company thinks Old Wang is indestructible and can’t die, so they threw him out to bear the burden?”

Li Bai: “This is the truth.”

God of Food: “This is the truth +1.”

Wang Lao Er: “... Not to mention, the atmosphere here is really not pleasant. The news has been sent out for five days. The people of the big families are only gathered now. As for the Taoist Clan, Taoist Reverend did not come.”

Mo Fei: “It’s been five days... They are deliberately humiliating her?”

God of Fire: “It’s no surprise. The Great Deities Palace will implicate many people. As long as the Great Deities Palace is involved, Buddha Head and Big Boss cannot suppress matters, not even the Unparalleled War Spirit. In this case, let alone a sealed Unparalleled War Spirit.”

Li Bai: “I think the Unparalleled War Spirit wants to reach a compromise, otherwise why hold a symposium?”

Long Aotian: “Then this humiliation is all the more necessary. No one wants a Gokudo Unparalleled War Spirit suppressing them after the Great Deities Palace is born. Furthermore, the great clans want to avenge a feud.”

Wang Lao Er: “What the hell, Long Aotian, you still have the strength to chat in the group?”

Li Bai sent two pictures, the first was Long Aotian curled up on the ground, his shaking hands holding a mobile phone.

The second picture, he was surrounded by demon descendants, as everyone was lowering their heads and spamming the group chat.

Li Bai: “Everyone is watching. It’s the Unparalleled War Spirit and the Great Deities Palace. It must be more attractive than beating up Long Aotian.”

Wang Lao Er: “Anyway, I am only responsible for presiding over this symposium. If a fight breaks out, I will hide under my master’s robes” In half an hour, the symposium will begin. I’ll go handle matters first and recount it for you in text when it ends.”

Tentacles Monster: “We want live broadcast in text.”

His message was forwarded and he was spammed by hundreds of people.

...

Lightning King put down his cell phone, and on the screen he and Wang Lao Er had a private chat.

Lightning King: “Don’t mention the descendant of the Li family.”

Wang Lao Er: “He is in our company?”

Lightning King: “Don’t ask, it will bring the topic to us.”

Wang Lao Er: “Alright, team leader.”

Li Xianyu’s identity was an open secret. If you know it, you know it. If you don’t know it, you don’t. Not only Baoze, but also the great clans.

Someone knocked on the office door, and Lightning King said, “Come in.”

The door was pushed open by Victoria. She was in trousers that accentuated her figure and a white T-shirt.

“What can I do for you?” Lightning King was stunned.

“Is Qin at the headquarters?” Victoria asked straight to the point.

“Who knows? It’s a blessing if he comes to the company once a month.” Lightning King frowned. “If there’s something, you can tell me directly, I’m in charge of Baoze’s affairs.”

“It’s personal.” Victoria was a little disappointed and unwilling to leave like this. “I heard that the trouble of your company’s virtual world has been resolved?”

“It has nothing to do with the big boss. It was solved by an employee of the company,” Lightning King said. “If you want to see the big boss, I’ll make an appointment for you to see if he has time.”

Lightning King was used to this kind of incident. The big boss is young and talented, and women who wanted to have relations with him could fill a football field.

Victoria had a high status in the Association of Superpowered Beings, and she was born in a reputable family, but among Big Boss’s suitors, there was never a shortage of young and rich ladies. The most persistent was the daughter of an African sheikh, who has been staying in Baoze for two months, and absolutely refused to give up. Later, her chief father sent someone to bring her back, because the two tribes had a marriage alliance. It would not make sense for his daughter to stay in China and meet her lover.

When the dark-skinned princess left, she dropped several grams of tears, and finally left a parting poem: Since ancient times, only pain remains in unrequited love, only this regret would never end.

I don’t know where she found the patchwork of this poem.

Victoria sighed in her heart and turned away. She took two steps, and turned back. “Who is that employee?”

She was putting up a futile struggle. Lightning King replied, “Li Xianyu. Oh, the one that injured your brother.” He guessed that Victoria must have forgotten about the character Li Xianyu.

Victoria was shocked. “Him?!”

...

White clouds and verdant trees, as if a beautiful and gorgeous lady looking down, this place was known as Mount Emei.

One of the four caverns of Buddhist blessed spots, with a revered reputation as “Immortal Mountains Buddha Country”, where there were 12 temples, of which Lianghua Temple was the most reputable. Buddha Head presided over Lianghua Temple.

The Gokudo in the temple, established its status as the top amongst 100 temples.

In the Daxiong Great Hall, the sunlight shone through the hollowed-out doors and windows, reflecting the curling smoke from the incense.

Under the towering Buddha statue, stood a young girl. She raised her head, her face fair and sharp. There was light in her eyes, and the mole under her left eye added more charm to her.

Behind the girl, a haggard old monk sat on a cattail hassock. He closed his eyes and chanted sutras in a low voice.

“The last time I shattered the Buddha’s Statue with one kick, and now you erected a taller and brighter body of gold,” the young girl said, “I’ll wreck it again this time with a stomp. Can you build a taller one next time?”

The old monk behind her opened his eyes. He stopped chanting sutras, thought about it, and said, “Alms Giver Li, Buddha is innocent.”

Great-Grandma said, “Buddha is innocent, but the people outside are not. I have been living for 150 years and am already weary of the world. If I shatter my spirit bead one day, you must not stop me.”

Buddha Head sighed and replied, “I will add a drumstick for you in today’s vegetarian food, you hide in the room to eat and do not let people see. I need to preserve my face.”

Great-Grandma smiled brightly, “The world is very beautiful, there is no need to fight and kill recklessly.”

The sound of footsteps rang. A young monk in white crossed the tall threshold, stopped behind Buddha Head, clasped his hands together and said, “Master, when will the meeting begin?”

Great-Grandma glanced over. “Yo, you accepted another disciple again. Look at him, how handsome. You’re under the wrong master, if you go to Tantra Clan and cultivate the ways of Happy Zen, you would form relations with 3000 ladies and ascend to great heights.”

Jie Se was handsome, with rosy lips and white teeth, and defined and bright features. He is the new disciple of Buddha Head after Li Wuxiang. In the past few years, there was a filming crew who went up to the mountain to take footage of the view. They had chanced upon Jie Se and wanted him to play the third male supporting lead. He would act as a young monk who was troubled by love. Of course, Lianghua Temple did not agree. But when the director doubled the payment for the film, Buddha Head agreed.

Later, they wanted to sign him on as a celebrity and propel him to stardom, but they did not succeed. The director sighed in pity. He would earn a living with his looks but he had to be a monk.

He also has a more resounding title: Gokudo Path Inheritor.

Buddha Head can accept many disciples in his life, but there is only one disciple that would master all his teachings. These are called the Gokudo Path Inheritors. The renowned Taoist Reverend was also a Gokudo Path Inheritor in the past. Therefore, Jie Se has never stepped out of Emei in his life, but his reputation has already spread all over the demon descendants community, and even abroad.

The young monk looked down, and his heart was like an ancient well, without any ripples or waves.

Great-Grandma stepped forward and smiled. She reached out to touch Jie Se’s bald head. The latter raised his arm to block her hand but did not succeed. The young monk flashed and escaped a few meters away. However, the lady war spirit was faster than him, and reached the threshold first, as if waiting for him.

Great-Grandma tapped on the bald head, just like the monk tapping on the wooden fish, and chanted again and again, her voice soft, “Head hurts, head hurts, head hurts when I think about shoveling shit.”

The young monk’s face changed drastically.

Great-Grandma was oblivious and commented with amusement, “Old bald donkey, your disciple is intelligent. Why not let him go down the mountain to be my great-grandson’s helper?”


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