There was a commotion over there, and the priest here asked in surprise: "Eh? You—you are not His Highness Qiying???"

The others then laughed and said, "You've got the wrong guy! Have you forgotten? There are two martial gods guarding the west, one is Yinyu and the other is Qiying. They are brothers from the same sect. The one in front of you is His Highness Yinyu, hahahaha..."

The priest hurriedly said, "Oh, oh, I made a mistake. Sorry, hahaha, I am ignorant and have heard more about Qiying..." Before he finished speaking, Yinyu had already closed his eyes, as if he was tired of talking and gave up communicating. Someone noticed something was wrong and poked the priest with his elbow. He seemed to realize that his words were hurtful, laughed, and immediately said, "Ahem, I will stay with you for now. I will go down first. Yin... Yinyue, ah no no no, Your Highness Yinyu! Let's meet again later when we have time. Happy Mid-Autumn Festival, hahaha..."

He said he was going to go down, but he held the wine glass and rushed to the direction where Quan Yizhen was shouting. There was already a large group of priests gathered there, all vying to greet Quan Yizhen, surrounding him so tightly that no one could be seen inside.

It seems that Quan Yizhen had just ascended to heaven not long ago and had already become independent and established his own temple. He was very popular at that time and was not as despised as he was later. Although the two were both Western Martial Gods, this scene greatly overshadowed Yinyu. People flocked to that side, leaving only He Xuan sitting here drinking soup. It was cold and deserted. He could neither stand nor sit. After a moment, he suddenly said, "Go back."

The two left the table, and no one paid attention. Jianyu was furious, saying, "This bunch of idiots! They are still priests? When this guy first arrived in the heaven, one or two of them disliked him to death and complained to you. Now that this guy has ascended to heaven, there are more lights, and they praise him like nothing, and now they are bragging about it! They change their faces faster than turning the pages of a book, what unshakable status, young and promising? I think all his followers are as sick as he is! Only sick people will believe in such sick people!"

At this time, Shi Qingxuan came over with a glass of wine, and Yinyu whispered, "Stop talking, and go!"

Seeing someone coming, Jianyu shut up. Shi Qingxuan asked curiously, "Yinyu, are you going back now? Didn't Qiying just come? Last time I heard him say that you two haven't seen each other for a long time, and he also asked me what I was doing recently. Why don't you chat with him?"

Yinyu forced a smile and said, "No, I feel a little unwell. I'll go back first."

Shi Qingxuan didn't think much about it. Seeing the "geomancer" behind him, he laughed and said, "Then you should have a good rest. We'll get together next time. Brother Ming! I told you not to sit here! Come on, come over to my side..."

When Shi Qingxuan walked over and didn't bother to look at this side, Jianyu lowered his voice and continued: "What a bullshit! This kid won't be so proud for long. Sooner or later, he will fall. I'm waiting for that day!"

He kept on cursing, and Yinyu was very upset. He said, "Forget it, don't be so resentful."

Jianyu said, "Forget it, forget it. You keep saying forget it, but how can you forget it? If you hadn't covered up for him and apologized to him when he first came up, he would have been kicked out long ago. I really can't stand it. I feel sorry for you!"

The two of them had quickly returned to Yinyu Palace. Compared to the bustling scene at the beginning of the palace, it now seemed to be deserted, with only a few lower-level priests standing by. After closing the door, Yinyu's voice became a little louder, saying, "Stop talking! I don't want to hear it. It's normal for an ascended priest to establish his own palace. He didn't do anything. Since you are annoyed when you mention him, why do you always take the initiative to mention him?"

Jianyu said, "Don't blame me for being nosy. Someone must remind you of this. Yinyu, the entire west is so small, and there are only so many believers. He robbed so many by himself. The wolf demon took them away from him last time! Look at it now. Your territory is getting smaller and smaller. How much is left? How can you still have a foothold?"

Yin Yu said: "How can it be considered robbery? He didn't use a knife to force people to believe in him and worship him. It was a voluntary act. And that wolf demon..."

He sighed and said frankly, "I really can't deal with that. It's useless to pray to me, so I'll naturally go to him."

Jianyu said bitterly, "I am... I am afraid that if you continue like this, he will not be able to turn things around! Damn it, even these lower-level priests are so snobbish. One by one, they find excuses to resign from our temple and sneak away to other priests. None of them are good people!"

Yinyu sighed again, sat on the futon, and said, "What's the point of fighting or not fighting... Why bother about those things? Those who want to leave will always leave, and those who want to stay will naturally stay. I didn't ascend to heaven to fight for power or land with anyone, so why are you so upset?"

As the saying goes, "There is no room for two tigers in one mountain." Let's look at a ready-made example: Feng Xin and Mu Qing, who are both in the south, have been fighting each other to the death for so many years. If they were not in the same territory, it would be a little better, but as the saying goes, "enemies will always gather together." Wherever you ascend to heaven and become famous, that is your territory. Old friends who had conflicts when they were human beings often crowded together in one place after ascending to heaven. It is so awkward to be a human or a god in heaven. It is impossible for Quan Yizhen to give up the West and go to another territory. The two were arguing when suddenly someone knocked on the door. Jianyu said, "Who?!"

The person outside the door said, "Me."

Jianyu angrily said to Yinyu silently: "...Why did this brat come to my house?"

Yinyu gestured for him to go to the back, calmed down a little, and went forward to open the door. As expected, the person standing at the door was Quan Yizhen. He was much taller than in the previous paragraph, and looked about the same as when Xie Lian met him. He finally stopped squatting at the window.

Yinyu spoke calmly, "It's Yizhen. Didn't you attend the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet? Why are you here?"

When Quan Yizhen was led into the hall by him, he said without thinking, "It's my birthday."

“…”

It turned out that the Mid-Autumn Festival was Quan Yizhen's birthday, and he came here to ask for a birthday gift.

Xie Lian had also heard that in previous years, Yinyu, as his senior brother, would always give gifts on Quan Yizhen’s birthday. This year, probably because of various embarrassments, he didn’t give any. According to what Shi Qingxuan said at the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet, Yinyu had probably been avoiding him for a while. A more sensitive person would have noticed something if they didn’t meet or give gifts, and would not have taken the initiative to ask for it. But he didn’t think there was anything wrong at all, and he came to ask for it with confidence. Xie Lian had never seen such a terrible and embarrassing thing. If he didn’t have to touch his forehead with Huacheng, he really wanted to slap himself on the forehead and cover his eyes and not look at it.

Yinyu laughed dryly and said, "...Ah, yes, today is your birthday again. However, the palace has been a bit busy recently, so..."

Quan Yizhen heard this, his eyes widened, and said, "No?"

Yinyu still seemed to feel something was wrong, so he changed his tone and said, "No, I didn't forget. I'm at the back, wait a minute."

Quan Yizhen sat down on the spot, put his hands on his legs, nodded repeatedly, and looked very expectant. Yinyu fled to the side hall, and Jianyu sat inside with a gloomy face. Yinyu was definitely not prepared. After entering, he searched through the boxes and cabinets, but couldn't find anything suitable. He had to say to Jianyu: "Help me find something that can temporarily replace the gift."

Jianyu grabbed a piece of cloth from the side and threw it on the ground, stepped on it twice, and said, "Give it to him."

Yinyu said, "Jianyu!"

Jianyu said: "Even if it's just this, I still think it's a bargain for him. He still has the nerve to come to my house and ask for a gift."

Yinyu said helplessly, "He doesn't understand at all. He used to give gifts every year, but not this year. It's too deliberate. Anything is fine, it's just a token of appreciation. How about this, go find the Vajra Subduing Demon Bracelet you got last time? It's not very suitable, but it's better than nothing."

He urged several times before Jianyu went downstairs angrily. Yinyu returned to the main hall and sat in front of Quan Yizhen, saying, "Wait a moment, the things are a bit messy, I asked Jianyu to look for them. By the way, what are you doing recently? I think you are doing well, right? I heard that the number of believers praying in your hall has increased fivefold in the past few months, congratulations."

Quan Yizhen said, "I don't understand what believers are. I just fight my own battles, but they rush into the temple for no reason. It's strange. Recently, I killed a wolf demon."

Yinyu's smile became even drier. What he couldn't get, Quan Yizhen got easily. It was like the beloved woman you had been pursuing for so long, but she ignored you, but you cried and shouted and threw yourself into her hands, and she didn't even bother to look at you, and told you that the woman was just plain-looking and there was nothing special about her. It was really not a good feeling. Quan Yizhen talked for a while, and suddenly said, "I saw you at the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet just now, and wanted to talk, but I didn't expect you to come back so soon."

Hearing him finally review the recent battle situation for him without much interest, Yin Yu breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Oh, I had something else to do, so I came back first."

Quan Yizhen nodded and said, "Someone told me that it was because he made a mistake."

Upon hearing this, Yinyu's expression changed slightly, but Quan Yizhen was completely unaware. He raised the corner of his mouth and said, "It's so funny, so stupid!"

Xie Lian couldn’t bear to watch any more, so he buried his face in Hua Cheng’s arms and said, “This… this, this, this is simply too horrible to watch…”

Of course he believed that Quan Yizhen really thought it was funny that others recognized the wrong person, and he really didn't understand that this was not a funny thing for Yinyu, but this didn't stop him from feeling that he would suffocate if the two of them continued to talk awkwardly. Fortunately, before he suffocated, Jianyu finally came out with a gift box. He handed the gift box to Yinyu and went back in without saying a word. Yinyu seemed to have been saved and handed the gift box to Quan Yizhen. He looked very happy and jumped up on the spot to catch the box, but Yinyu's smile already revealed fatigue, and said, "Take it back and take a look."

Quan Yizhen nodded and said, "Okay. I'm going back. I'm going on a tour next month, and you can come with me if you're free, brother."

Yinyu couldn't listen to him any more and said a few perfunctory words. After sending him away, Jianyu couldn't stand it anymore and slammed the door and cursed: "This is too much! I think his mother threw him headfirst a hundred and eighteen times when he was born?! Or he is deliberately trying to disgust you, saying he doesn't understand believers, it's inexplicable, and he's going on a tour. Is he showing off? He has a dark heart!"

This time he cursed loudly, and Yinyu did not stop him. He walked to the back of the hall and did not come out again. Xie Lian instinctively felt that there was something wrong with the gift box that Quan Yizhen took away, and asked, "Could it be that the one in it is the Jinyi Fairy?"

Hua Cheng said: "You guessed it right."

Xie Lian asked, “The blame for the Jinyixian incident should have been placed on Jianyu, so why was Yinyu punished so severely later?”

Hua Cheng said: "Brother will know in three days."

Three days passed. Suddenly, a few rays of sunlight shone into the cold Yinyu Palace. Yinyu walked into the side hall listlessly, as if he was looking for something, rummaging through boxes and cabinets. Unexpectedly, he suddenly found a golden bracelet engraved with spells from the files on the desk. He didn't pay much attention to it at first and put it aside. After a moment, he suddenly grabbed it and said, "Jianyu?"

Jianyu came in from outside and asked, "What's the matter?"

Yinyu held the bracelet and asked suspiciously, "Why is this Vajra Subduing Demon Bracelet here? Didn't you give it to him? Didn't I ask you to put it in a gift box?"

Jianyu snorted, "Give it to him? He's not even worthy of you spitting on him as a reward."

Yinyu was amused and angry, and said, "You didn't really give him that foot cloth, did you? Why offend him?" Jianyu smiled slyly and said, "No. What I gave him was a good thing."

His tone was a little strange, Yinyu frowned slightly and asked, "What exactly did you give me?"

Jianyu said, "The dress you grabbed last time."

Yinyu's face suddenly changed, and he no longer found it funny. He said, "What? I said why I couldn't find it anywhere. That piece of clothing can control people's minds, and it can suck blood!" He was about to leave in a hurry, but Jianyu grabbed him and said, "Hey, why are you in such a hurry! That piece of clothing can control people's minds, but you are the one who gave him the clothes, and no one else can control him. And it can suck blood. It's okay to suck the blood of mortals, but I don't believe it can do anything to the priest. Look, it's been three days. Is he okay?"

Yinyu thought about it again and again, walking back and forth in the side hall. Jianyu said again: "Besides, isn't this boy quite capable? He is young and promising. This time we will see how capable he is."

Finally, Yinyu threw his hands and said, "No! I don't know how dangerous that thing is. If something happens, it will be over! How can you be so ignorant of the seriousness of the matter! Alas!"

He ignored Jianyu's shouts and rushed out, knocking down many priests along the way. He first rushed to Qiying Hall, but no one was there. He then grabbed people everywhere and asked, "I have something urgent to do and I need to find Qiying. Where is he?"

Someone else said, "Qiying? His Highness Qiying is holding a meeting in the Shenwu Hall! All the top martial gods in the Heavenly Court today are there..."

Yinyu ran away before he finished listening. When he arrived at the Shenwu Hall, he found that he could not enter. First, the meeting was for the "top martial gods in the heavenly court", not him; second, even if he went in, he could not tell everyone about this matter, so he had to wait outside the hall. Through the window grilles, Xie Lian glanced and saw that several familiar faces, such as Feng Xin, Mu Qing, Pei Ming, etc., were in the hall, listening attentively. Yinyu saw Quan Yizhen inside, wearing a rather impressive and shining armor.

There was nothing unusual about him, but Lingwen, who was standing beside Jun Wu in the hall, was a little abnormal. He was absent-minded and made frequent mistakes. Jun Wu had no choice but to ask, "Lingwen? Lingwen?"

After shouting several times, Lingwen suddenly came back to his senses and asked, "What? What happened?"

Jun Wu smiled and said, "What's wrong with you today? You've been staring at Qiying. Do you think his new armor is nice, just like me?"

Several martial gods in the hall also laughed. Lingwen apologized and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead imperceptibly, but the hand holding the pen seemed to still tremble slightly.

If they were at the same scene at that time, Xie Lian would probably have smiled, but now, it was clear that Lingwen must have felt horrified and his heart was shaken because he saw Quan Yizhen wearing the blood-stained shirt that he had made hundreds of years ago, swaying under his nose.

Yinyu walked back and forth outside the hall, sometimes squatting, sometimes standing up, in agony. Finally, when the meeting was over, Quan Yizhen was the first to come out. Seeing him outside, he called out, "Brother, why are you here?"

Yinyu quickly stood up, said something casually, and immediately said: "Your armor..."

Quan Yizhen said: "Very good! Emperor and Lingwen both praised it just now. Thank you, Senior Brother."

“…”

Yin Yu forced himself to remain calm and said, "It is good, but the person who made this armor said that there is a problem with it, and he wants you to take it back to him to have it repaired."

If I directly ordered Quan Yizhen to "take off this armor", he would be able to feel that he was controlled by the evil creature afterwards, and it would not look good if this was exposed, so I couldn't let him notice anything unusual, so I had to make such a tactful request. Quan Yizhen was surprised and said, "What's the problem? I don't think there is any problem."

After all, it would be embarrassing to ask for a gift back that you gave away. Yin Yu was struggling to think of a solution when Quan Yizhen said, "By the way, Senior Brother, we can go on a tour together next month."

Yinyu looked up instantly and asked in confusion, "What?"

He almost forgot about Jin Yi Xian and said hesitantly, "There is no quota for me to go on the tour."

Quan Yizhen seemed quite happy and told him: "Yes. I mentioned you just now, and the Emperor said he would consider it."

“…”

For a moment, Xie Lian almost saw waves of hot blood rushing towards Yin Yu’s face.

The anger and frustration that had been pent up for many years finally exploded at this moment. Yinyu cursed directly, "Are you sick?!"

It was the first time Quan Yizhen saw Yinyu so angry. He blinked and looked puzzled. Several priests passing by also stole glances at him. Yinyu held his head and said, "Did I say I was going?! What does the Martial God's tour have to do with me?! I didn't ask you to do anything. Why did you mention me to the Emperor?!"

Others might not know why Yinyu lost his composure, but Xie Lian knew it clearly. Because, for a martial god with great self-esteem, this was a great humiliation.

The Martial God's Tour is a ritual that only the top Martial Gods in the Heavenly Court can participate in. During the tour, the selected Martial Gods use their own might to drive away the demons and monsters. Not only can they spread their fame and gain more followers, but they also have the opportunity to learn from each other and improve their strength and build closer relationships with other Martial Gods on tour. In short, it is a grand event, but the family background and strength of the Martial Gods on tour are relatively high, such as having more than 4,000 palaces and temples, or being ranked in the top ten.

With Yinyu's background, he definitely doesn't qualify to be a war god on tour. Even if he can go and get some practical benefits, how can people in the heavens who know his status not gossip about him? Thick-skinned people don't care, and countless small priests are trying their best to get a chance, but Yinyu is obviously not a thick-skinned person. He knows that he doesn't have the qualifications, so how can he rely on others to help him and force himself in? What's more, this person is Quan Yizhen, who was saved from being driven down to the human world by his help!

Quan Yizhen couldn't understand it at all. He probably thought it was a good thing, so he just mentioned it, and didn't think he needed to care about anything else. But because Yinyu looked so angry, for the first time, he had an expression on his face that seemed to want to say something but was afraid to speak. After a while, he said in a muffled voice: "Brother, why are you angry? Did I do something wrong?"

“…”

This sentence again!

Xie Lian wanted to beg him to stop talking. Yin Yu’s forehead was bulging with veins, and he was on the verge of collapse. He grabbed his hair and said, “Enough! I’ve had enough! I’m going crazy! I’m going to drive you crazy!” He pointed at the Shenwu Hall and said, “Quan Yizhen, don’t talk to me! Withdraw your proposal immediately! Stop causing trouble for me! Now, hurry up!”

After he yelled, Quan Yizhen turned around and ran back to the Shenwu Hall without saying anything. Yin Yu was stunned, and then he remembered that he was still wearing the Jinyixian. This action was not because he knew he was wrong and wanted to make amends, but because he was controlled by the Jinyixian!

Inside the Shenwu Hall, the few martial gods who hadn't left looked at Quan Yizhen, who had rushed in in a hurry, in surprise. Yin Yu, who was standing outside the hall, trembled slightly and shouted again, "Stop!"

When Quan Yizhen was about to run to Jun Wu, he suddenly stopped. After a long while, he asked curiously, "What happened to me just now?"

Jun Wu also frowned and said, "Qiying, don't move! Come here and let me see. Just now I saw that your eyes were dazed and evil, as if you were bewitched by some evil spell."

Quan Yizhen scratched his hair, puzzled, and said, "Okay." He was about to step forward. As a last resort, Yinyu had no choice but to say, "Come back! Let's go!"

As soon as he shouted the order, Quan Yizhen turned around and ran out of the hall, rushing towards Yinyu. Perhaps because he was so angry and anxious, he took the first few steps very badly, and Yinyu also ran in a daze, looking like he was fleeing for fear of crime. Jun Wu couldn't pretend not to see it, so he stood up and said, "Catch him!"

All the martial priests responded in unison: "Yes!"

Yinyu was almost in despair, completely confused, covering his face and shouting, "Go! Go! Take off your clothes!"

Quan Yizhen's eyes widened as he ran quickly while taking off his armor. Unexpectedly, a group of martial priests surrounded him halfway and headed straight for him. Seeing that someone interrupted his actions to execute orders, Quan Yizhen's eyes flashed with ferocity, and he threw out his fists at random, using the bodies of more than a dozen martial priests as targets and punching a row of holes in them!

“Ahhhhhh! I’m going to heaven, I’m killing people in heaven—!!!!”

Amid the screams and blood gushing out, Yinyu was already stunned with a pale face. The only one who looked paler than him was probably Lingwen.

I never expected that this Jinyixian was so strong and so evil! The situation was completely out of control!