Legend Management Bureau Chapter 200

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Du Yu whispered a few final instructions to Medusa before turning to look at Shiranui Asuka.

“So, Asuka, will the entire Fusang Divine Realm fight for me as well?”

Shiranui Asuka shot Du Yu an exasperated look and said, “Senior Du Yu, I think you have completely lost your mind. The gods of the Fusang Divine Realm might not even care whether I live or die, yet you expect them to fight for you?”

Du Yu tapped Shiranui Asuka on the head. “Can you not learn a thing or two from your Gorgon sister? We are about to part ways. Would it kill you to say something nice for once?”

Right after saying that, Du Yu froze. A strange question had just occurred to him.

If he and Shiranui Asuka were parting ways right now, how would the future ‘Brother of Shame’ know Asuka so well? Could it be…

Sure enough, Shiranui Asuka flashed a mischievous smirk and spoke up.

“Who said we are parting ways? I am just going back to grab my luggage. After that, I plan to reside in Huaxia permanently.”

“Per… permanently?”

“Huh?!”

Du Yu felt deeply conflicted, overwhelmed by a mix of annoyance and joy. He was annoyed because this girl never cared whether she was causing him trouble and had presumptuously decided to stay on her own. Yet, he was joyful because he had already grown attached to her; knowing they would not be separated actually made him quite happy.

“Miss Shiranui…” Medusa looked at Shiranui Asuka and sighed softly. “I truly envy you. If I did not have an entire divine realm to manage, I would want to live here permanently too.”

“Sister Gorgon! According to our Fusang customs, you do not need to use a formal title like ‘Miss Shiranui’ with me. Since we are already so close, you can call me ‘Asuka,’ ‘Asuka-chan,’ or ‘Little Asuka’…”

Du Yu rapped her on the head again. “Can you stop preaching your weird theories all day? Let people call you whatever they want.”

Shiranui Asuka puffed out her cheeks and clutched her head. “Senior Du Yu, if you hit my head one more time, I will not hold back!”

Du Yu replied sheepishly, “I really cannot help it. You are just too thoroughly punchable.”

Medusa pulled two slips of paper from her pocket, handing one to Du Yu and the other to Shiranui Asuka. “This is my phone number. If you ever need anything, you can contact me at any time.”

After taking the number, Shiranui Asuka looked at Medusa in confusion. “Sister Gorgon, can we only contact you when we need something? What if we just want to chat?”

Du Yu raised his fist to strike her again, but after a moment of thought, he lowered it.

“You can.” Medusa smiled gently, revealing a breathtakingly beautiful expression. “Others cannot, but the two of you may.”

The group exchanged a few more pleasantries before officially parting ways at the entrance of the Legend Management Bureau.

Shiranui Asuka bowed politely to everyone who had come out to see her off, shamelessly declaring to the crowd, “I will be right back.”

After seeing off Shiranui Asuka and Medusa, Du Yu bid farewell to the various immortals.

They had already stayed for a day, and now it was time for them to leave.

The recent ‘legend broadcast’ had truly opened their eyes. Undoubtedly, the status of the Legend Management Bureau in the Immortal Realm had reached a whole new height.

“Brat, I am heading back as well,” the Queen Mother of the West said to Du Yu. “Your bureau is far too distant from my residence. Unless it is something of utmost importance, do not bother me.”

“Uh…” Du Yu blinked in surprise. “Big Cat, you are the bureau chief. How can you completely wash your hands of the Legend Management Bureau’s affairs?”

“But all this constant traveling is dreadful for my skin.” The Queen Mother of the West raised a slender finger to touch her exquisite face. “Has my skin been looking dry lately?”

“Uh…” It was Du Yu’s first time being asked such a question, and he had no idea how to answer. Forcing a beaming smile, he praised, “How could it be dry? It is utterly flawless, soft as a peach and radiating a perfect rosy glow!”

“Flawless?” The Queen Mother of the West blushed slightly. “Really?”

“Really. If you do not believe me, I can blow on it and give it a poke to prove it.” Du Yu reached out his hand as he spoke.

The Queen Mother of the West recoiled in shock. “Insolent! Outrageous! Are you tired of living, brat?!”

“Gah!” Terrified, Du Yu quickly withdrew his hand. “No, no, no, I was just joking with you!”

“Anyway… I am too lazy to travel back and forth. If you need anything, come find me at the Jade Pool.”

Du Yu pondered for a moment before asking, “Big Cat! If I can solve the ‘transportation’ problem, would you be willing to visit more often?”

The Queen Mother of the West gave him a flat look. “You talk a big game, brat. Solve my ‘transportation’ problem? What, are you going to buy me a divine beast carriage?”

“That is definitely out of the question,” Du Yu answered crisply. “At best, I can find a way to build a teleportation array. That way, the Legend Management Bureau will be just like your back garden. You can come and go exactly as you please.”

The Queen Mother of the West looked at him hesitantly. “If other immortals heard you say that, they would undoubtedly hold you accountable for such blasphemy.”

“Huh? Why?”

“You brat, what kind of place do you think the Jade Pool is?” she scolded. “If a teleportation array appeared in the Jade Pool, wouldn’t anyone who wanted to assassinate me also be able to ‘come and go as they please’?”

“Ah!”

Du Yu realized this was indeed a massive problem. Once the teleportation array was built, absolutely anyone could travel directly from the Legend Management Bureau to the Jade Pool. It would be akin to opening an unlocked back door straight into the emperor’s bedchambers—highly inappropriate.

“However…” The Queen Mother of the West mused thoughtfully. “If it is built in a secluded place where no other immortals can see it… then it should not be an issue…”

“A-a secluded place?” Du Yu did not quite understand her implication. “Big Cat, are you agreeing or disagreeing?”

“Brat, do you remember the exact place where we first met?”

“Where we first met…?” Du Yu cast his mind back. “You mean the place where I was ‘petting the cat’?”

The Queen Mother of the West flushed with intense irritation. “If you mention that incident one more time…”

“Ah, yes, yes, yes!” Du Yu nodded hastily. “I remember the place. What about it?”

“Construct the other end of the teleportation array directly inside my boudoir,” the Queen Mother of the West whispered softly. “That way, no one will ever see it.”

Du Yu stared at her blankly. Three whole seconds passed before he finally spoke. “No, I do not really understand… Didn’t you just say you were afraid of assassinations? Building it right inside your bedroom… isn’t that infinitely more dangerous?”

The Queen Mother of the West scoffed coldly. “Do you truly think I fear ‘assassinations’? Even Vairocana Buddha would have to think thrice before exchanging blows with me, let alone anyone else. I am simply worried that if other immortals see the teleportation array, it will give them an excuse to gossip and cause unnecessary trouble.”

“Big Cat… then… are you not afraid… that someone might sneak into your boudoir… and pose an entirely different kind of danger?”

She shot Du Yu a fierce glare. “Just who do you think I am?”

Du Yu shrugged helplessly. “Fair enough…”

“By the way…” The Queen Mother of the West remembered something else. “Do you know any immortals who specialize in formations?”

“Of course,” Du Yu declared. “We are not exactly close, but I do know one. She stays at the estate of the Seventh and Eighth Lords. Her name is Xie Yujiao, a formation master who was likely among the very first batch of cultivators to study arrays in history. Back in Zhang Family Village, it was thanks to her that we managed to link the five great sects.”

Hearing this, the Queen Mother of the West frowned slightly. “Brat, it seems you are utterly exhausted. Find some time to rest properly, and do not make people worry about you.”

Du Yu felt her words came completely out of nowhere. “What the hell? How am I exhausted?”

The Queen Mother of the West looked at Du Yu, a deep hint of confusion in her eyes. “I know this ‘Seventh Lord’ you mentioned, but since when does the Underworld have an ‘Eighth Lord’? Did you appoint one yourself?”

Du Yu gave a sly smile. “Big Cat, you are messing with me, aren’t you? If you want to scare me, at least use a better trick. I have known the Seventh and Eighth Lords for so long, do you really think I would fall for a joke like that?”

The Queen Mother of the West sighed with visible concern. “Never mind. I will not argue with you. You are but a mortal, after all. Get some sleep when you are free. Otherwise, if the other immortals find out you cannot even remember the ‘Seven Great Nether Envoys’, they will laugh at you.”

“The S-Seven Great Nether Envoys?” Du Yu froze, suddenly feeling a chilling sense that something was very wrong.

“Enough, I am leaving now. If the formation master comes, have her find me directly at the Jade Pool.”

Just as the Queen Mother of the West was about to leave, Du Yu hastily stopped her.

“Big Cat, I have one last question.”

“Speak.”

“Who is… the ‘Seventh Lord’?”

The Queen Mother of the West sighed again. “I told you that you were exhausted, but you refused to listen. The Seventh Lord of the Underworld is Xie Bi’an, the one known as the ‘Living Wuchang’.”

“L-Living Wuchang?!”

Seeing Du Yu rooted to the spot in shock, the Queen Mother of the West paid him no more heed. She silently shook her head and flew away.

Du Yu hurriedly sprinted back into the Legend Management Bureau, finding his colleagues busy with their respective tasks.

“Sister Qianqiu, what exactly happened? What is going on with the legend of the Black and White Wuchang?”

Dong Qianqiu stared blankly at Du Yu. “‘Black and White’ Wuchang? Du Yu, what are you talking about? Are the Wuchang Lords divided into black and white?”

“I-It is that legend that had a problem earlier but was never dealt with! The Black and White Wuchang!”

Dong Qianqiu looked at him in total confusion. “Du Yu, what is wrong with you? The Legend Management Bureau does not have any problematic legends right now!”

“Crap!”

Du Yu finally understood. Because that legend’s issue had been left unresolved for so long, the outcome had irrevocably changed. The ‘Black Wuchang’ had entirely vanished!

“Where is Old Zhan?!” Du Yu demanded.

“In his room.”

Du Yu sprinted to Zhan Qisheng’s room, dragged him out, and frantically asked,

“Old Zhan, do you remember the Seventh and Eighth Lords?”

Zhan Qisheng glared at Du Yu in extreme annoyance. “Are you sick in the head? How could I not recognize the Black and White Wuchang?”

“Thank goodness!” Du Yu nodded firmly. “The legend has ‘flashed back’!”