Chapter 790: Chapter 790

"You know about Nuwa’s intestines?"

Fei Shibu asked. Read full story at novel·fiɾe·net

"I know Nuwa, the one who repaired the sky and also created humans. But as for her intestines, I have no idea."

"That’s just outside mythology. Anyway, there’s no way the humans of the Metropolis were created by her,"

"Whatever, it can be whoever. Just continue."

He said indifferently.

More than five generations apart don’t count as relatives, let alone something from who knows how many generations ago.

"There are ten Gods, named the Intestines of Nuwa, who became gods and reside in the field of Li Guang, inhabiting the crossroad. The Wa Chiang Clan are descendants of Nuwa’s intestines, but which one of the ten gods they descend from, only they know."

"Anyway, the Wa Chiang Clan migrated to the Metropolis a long time ago. Although they keep to themselves and don’t like to interact with outsiders, they’re an old-school noble family with strong strength and heritage."

"They don’t like interacting with outsiders, so how did you get to know them? Aren’t you somewhat socially anxious too?"

"Nonsense, who told you this old lady is socially anxious?"

Fei Shibu said angrily.

"I don’t know who just envied my many friends."

"That’s disdain, disdain!"

"Alright, alright, view it however you want, even squinting is fine. Go on, continue."

"Humph. There’s a rumor that the Bloody Restaurant and the construction of the sewers both had involvement from the Wa Chiang Clan."

"Generally speaking, rumors are true, then this Wa Chiang Clan surely is something."

Liu Zheng rubbed his chin and said.

To be involved in the construction of two landmarks, even if just as subcontractors, is impressive.

"Sadly, their clan has dwindled. By the time it came to Wa Chiang Mingming’s generation, whom you called the pajama boy, he’s the only one left. Moreover, he’s already over three hundred years old, so he’s entering middle age according to their clan’s average lifespan."

"If he can’t produce offspring, the Wa Chiang Clan’s bloodline in the Metropolis will be cut off."

"Goodness, you don’t just know a bit, you practically overturned their family’s underwear."

He clicked his tongue and said.

"Please enlighten us, Lord Fei Shibu."

Liu Zheng said earnestly.

"Eh? You were arrogant and now acting humble—what are you planning, you sly man?"

Fei Shibu said warily.

"The wise are teachers; bickering is fine, but respecting teachers and valuing the Way is still a must."

He said with a smile.

"Ha, as expected of humans—changing faces faster than changing genders. You know the Wa Chiang Clan loves eating intestines, right?"

Fei Shibu mocked before continuing.

"Yes, I even had an all-you-can-eat meal with him."

Liu Zheng nodded and said.

"Tsk, the Black Mountain Goat cub’s bloodline is good—not killed off by that. Anyway, their clan loves eating fresh intestines, and they’re picky with a strong preference for top quality."

"And our Da Jiang Family’s demon-raised intestines are like 5A-grade Wagyu to them, not only top-tasting but also stably supplied. So, from long ago, our families have been very close."

"It’s just that as the Wa Chiang Clan shrank and their demand for demons lessened, our relationship gradually faded."

"The Da Jiang Family? Demons? How is your family related to the Great Jiang Mountain?"

He acutely sensed the keyword.

"Long ago, our family’s fief was near Great Jiang Mountain. We were frequently fighting those demons, and they kept harassing us now and then. Yet both sides did have cooperation; for instance, some of our demon-raising heritage comes from Great Jiang Mountain demons."

"Later, when we gave up our fief and moved into the city, there weren’t any more ties."

Unexpectedly, Fei Shibu connected two relationships at once—indeed, it’s a small world.

"So, can you help me persuade Wa Chiang Mingming to write me a recommendation letter?"

"I only keep two ghosts, don’t have any extra to help you bribe."

Her main job being a novelist, the Green Ghost and Crimson Ghost were just for her safety; it was impossible for her to ask her family just for some random guy.

"I have some; I’ve prepared a bunch of intestines of lower deities."

Liu Zheng said quickly.

"How come you have everything? Are you perhaps from a reclusive noble family?"

Fei Shibu said suspiciously.

Lower deities are still deities; they might not fight, but they aren’t easy to slaughter and obtain.

The key issue is this guy mentioned he has a bunch—how many lower deities did he actually kill?

"After that trip abroad, I discovered them in a Legendary Takeout Box, maybe I just got lucky."

Liu Zheng said, half-truthfully.

"You’ve traveled abroad?"

Fei Shibu said in surprise.

"Didn’t the novelist tell you?"

"No. Is it fun abroad?"

Liu Zheng didn’t respond; the novelist first gave Fei Shibu a flick on the forehead.

"If you cause more trouble, I won’t talk to you for the rest of the year."

The novelist said angrily.

With her intelligence and understanding of Fei Shibu, how could she not know her best friend was trying to stir things up?

For their kind of immortal species, a year is equivalent to a mortal’s week.

Of course, it’s still a very severe threat.

"You’re siding against me, aren’t you? Sigh, girls truly grow beyond their mothers’ grasp."

"You’re obviously ten years younger than me; what nonsense are you spouting?"

The novelist gave her another flick.

"So what if my mental age is older than yours?"