Duo Bao: It's My Turn to Show Off!

Zhao Gongming was completely stunned, his mind buzzing.

He stared intently at the magic treasure introduction that appeared on the System, checking it over and over with a face full of disbelief.

"No, something's wrong, there's definitely something wrong!"

"My magic treasure is only set to greasy, Social Death, and hard control!"

"It doesn't have the effect of bewitching people's hearts, nor does it have the function of forcibly lowering intelligence and causing love-struck idiocy!"

"This isn't scientific, this isn't the Primordial World!"

Daoist Ci Hang, standing nearby, put away his Recording Stone and looked at Zhao Gongming's life-questioning expression. He couldn't help but click his tongue twice and say sarcastically.

"Oh, my, my..."

"Who was it just now that said they wanted to see their good buddy turn into a clown?"

"Now it seems like someone else is the real clown~"

Zhao Gongming subconsciously touched his nose.

"Did it turn red?"

Immediately after, he reacted and looked at the stage with grief and indignation.

"No... How dare Huang Long?!"

"He's a true person with nothing, has nothing, so how can he win over Junior Sister Shi Ji?"

"That's Shi Ji, a flower from my Jie Sect's Outer Sect, so beautiful, and with such a soft and sweet personality..."

"Tell me quickly this isn't real, this is an illusion, this is a heart demon!"

"No~~~~!!"

Zhao Gongming's legs went weak, and he knelt on the ground with a thud, grabbing his hair with both hands and letting out a long howl at the sky.

At that moment, it was as if a desolate BGM spontaneously started playing throughout the world.

"Snowflakes flutter, the north wind howls."

"The world is vast and boundless~~~"

Desolate, so desolate.

He originally wanted to laugh at his brother's misfortune, but his brother became a winner in life, while he himself became a stray dog by the roadside.

On the cloud platform, the Sages were also dumbfounded.

This plot development was completely beyond the scope of the Sages' deductions.

Yuanshi Tianzun stared for a long time, then stroked his beard, a proud, even smug smile appearing on his face.

"Ah, good, good."

"It seems the Jie Sect disciples do have good taste."

"This child Huang Long, although his origins are a bit lacking, he is diligent, practices hard, and has Dragon Race blood, with extraordinary talent."

"This is the good fortune he deserves, hmm, this marriage, I approve!"

The Two Sages of the West next to him exchanged glances, both dumbfounded.

Zhun Ti transmitted his voice.

"Senior Brother, is this still Yuanshi, who dislikes those who are hairy, scaled, wet-born, or egg-born?"

"Didn't he used to hate Huang Long the most?"

Jie Yin shook his head.

"Perhaps... this is double standards."

"As long as they can win, they are good disciples."

Empress Nuwa covered her mouth with both hands, little gossip stars twinkling in her eyes.

"Wow, so sweet!"

"I'm shipping it, I'm shipping it, the CEO Senior Brother and the soft and cute Junior Sister, I'll ship this couple first!"

"Bang!"

Sect Master Tongtian slammed the table and stood up, his beard bristling with anger.

"Second Brother, have you no shame?!"

"That damn disciple is from my Jie Sect, the little cabbage of my Jie Sect!"

"Your Chan Sect disciple is openly poaching, and you're not going to do anything, you're just going to cheer here?"

Yuanshi Tianzun glanced at him sideways, calmly turned his head away, and said lightly.

"Tongtian, you are being narrow-minded."

"When two people are in love, and it's free love, how can you call it poaching?"

"What era are we in, still clinging to sectarian differences, you old feudalist!"

"Pfft!"

Sect Master Tongtian almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

What a damn old feudalist!

Who is the most feudal one here?!

"Damn it!"

Tongtian was furious, but seeing his disciple's shy expression, he couldn't lash out. He could only sit back down dejectedly.

Below the stage, the Chan Sect disciples' camp erupted in cheers.

Daoist Ci Hang cupped his hands around his mouth like a megaphone and shouted towards the stage.

"Senior Brother Huang Long, you're awesome!"

"If you have time later, bring your sister-in-law out to fight fierce beasts! We'll chip in for gifts!"

On the viewing platform, the Quasi-Saint great powers also discussed amongst themselves.

They all said things like "youth is wonderful," "what courage," and "this is true youth."

At this moment, Yellow Dragon True Person on the stage had completely turned red.

He had originally wanted to show off, but instead, he ended up acting like a husband.

"I... I I I..."

"You... you you you..."

"This... th-this this..."

Huang Long was flustered, his mind a complete blank.

Seeing this, Shi Ji's eyes dimmed. She put on a sad and delicate demeanor, looking at Huang Long with teary eyes.

"Senior Brother... do you not like me?"

"Did Shi Ji get her hopes up for nothing? Wuwuwu..."

Upon seeing this, Huang Long couldn't care about his image anymore and quickly explained in a panic.

"No, no, no, I like you, of course I like you!"

"Aiya, Junior Sister... why are you confessing at this time?"

"I... I haven't prepared the betrothal gifts yet!"

Zhao Gongming, who was in the crowd, also shouted frantically.

"Yeah, it's not like this in the game at all."

"You should have Huang Long give you gifts first to increase his affection."

"Then confess during a special event to unlock hidden CGs, Huang Long, you really deserve to die!"

However, the two on stage were lost in their own world, oblivious to Zhao Gongming.

Shi Ji instantly stopped crying and broke into a smile, her cheeks flushed.

"Senior Brother likes me too? That's great!"

The two gazed at each other affectionately, completely ignoring the tens of thousands of pairs of titanium alloy dog eyes around them.

On the cloud platform, Di Jun watched this scene and couldn't help but sigh.

"How wonderful, what a gentle girl."

"Her eyes are clear, and her personality is gentle."

"I hope Huang Long cherishes her. Women like this, who don't beat their husbands, are rare."

Di Jiang, who was picking his toes beside him, heard this and immediately added fuel to the fire, shouting loudly.

"Yo, Di Jun?"

"Are you implying... that the two at your place aren't gentle?"

"That they're tigresses?"

"Fine, I've noted it. I'll have Sister Houtu go tell Xihe and Chang Xi on Taiyin Star right now that you dislike them!"

Di Jun's face instantly turned pale. He tightly grabbed Di Jiang's hands, his eyes full of pleading, almost kneeling.

"Big Brother, Brother Di Jiang!"

"No, please don't!"

"We agreed to be brothers for life, aren't you trying to kill me!"

"I was wrong, I take back what I just said!"

Looking at the comical pair, Kunpeng and Eastern Emperor Taiyi exchanged glances.

With great tacit understanding, they sighed in unison and said simultaneously, "Actually..."

"Being alone is pretty good too."

"Women only slow down my sword-drawing (bell-ringing) speed."

On the stage, pink bubbles were about to overflow.

Huang Long finally remembered the important matter, turned his head to look at the high platform, and asked weakly.

"Um... Master, Martial Uncle."

"How should this victory... be calculated?"

Yuanshi Tianzun chuckled and got up, waving his large hand.

"Calculate what!"

"You brat, getting the benefits and then acting modest!"

"Get down there and talk properly, don't be an eyesore here!"

"I'll prepare a special congratulatory gift for you, and a meeting gift for Shi Ji. Go on, go!"

"Thank you, Master!"

Huang Long was overjoyed and quickly pulled the shy Shi Ji along.

Amidst a chorus of jeers, he fled the stage.

In a corner below the stage, Zhao Gongming was still kneeling on the ground, with the background music "One Cut Plum" still playing on repeat.

Cihang squatted beside him, patted his shoulder, and comforted him.

"Junior Brother, don't be sad."

"Even though you're still single, even though you were force-fed dog food, even though you became the clown..."

"You still have us!"

Zhao Gongming's mouth twitched.

"Senior Brother, is this how you comfort someone? You're just twisting the knife, aren't you?"

Suddenly, Zhao Gongming stood up abruptly, his eyes becoming deep and serious, and he asked Cihang with utmost sincerity.

"Senior Brother Cihang."

"Tell me... what is the meaning of life?"

Upon hearing this, Cihang pondered for a moment.

He extended a finger as white as an onion stalk and gently tapped it on his red lips.

He tilted his head slightly, striking a cute Nan Liang pose of contemplation.

A moment later, he blinked and said matter-of-factly.

"Of course it's..."

"To watch the next person's misfortune~☆"

This sentence was like a lightning bolt, instantly piercing through Zhao Gongming's confusion.

Zhao Gongming's eyes lit up, and he instantly revived with full health, clenching his fist.

"You're right!"

"As long as I'm alive, the entertainment won't stop!"

"Huang Long might not have suffered Social Death this time, but there are still so many people after him!"

"I don't believe there won't be any fun to watch!"

Just then, on the high platform, Laozi coughed, drawing everyone's attention back.

"Ahem."

"Although the first match had a... small interlude, it can be considered a happy union. Let us bless them."

"Next, who is willing to take the stage?"

As soon as he finished speaking.

A figure flew onto the stage like lightning, landing steadily.

He wore a brocade daoist robe, held the Lightning Five Consecutive Whips, and had a confident smile on his face as he shouted loudly.

"Jie Sect's chief disciple, Duo Bao!"

"I challenge!"

[Zhao Gongming: Nooooo~ I need more updates to soothe my soul!]