Do I Look Human or Like a God to You?

The deeper they went, the stronger the weasel's distinctive rank musk became, until it was almost unbearable.

The light grew dimmer too, with only a few faint rays filtering through the broken windows high above.

Suddenly, a rustling came from the shadows ahead, accompanied by a strange chuckle that sounded as though someone was trying to stifle a laugh.

All three stopped immediately, holding their breath and focusing.

The shadows stirred, and a figure slowly rose to its feet.

It was an enormous weasel with glossy, dark yellow fur.

It actually stood upright on two legs like a human, comically dressed in a tattered Taoist robe it had picked up somewhere.

Its beady eyes glimmered with cunning, eerie light in the gloom as it stared straight at the three of them.

This was the Demon, the "Yellow Weasel"!

It first looked at Xuan Chenzi.

Apparently sensing that his Spirit Medium aura made him a dangerous target, it rolled its beady eyes before finally settling its gaze on Jiang Qingyue, who looked the youngest and had the purest aura.

It clasped its forepaws together in a human gesture of greeting. Its pointed mouth opened and closed, producing a slurred, hoarse voice that strained to imitate human speech:

"Little girl... heh heh... don't be scared..."

It shuffled a small step forward, swaying slightly with an unsettling, unnatural air. Its beady eyes remained fixed on Jiang Qingyue as it asked, word by deliberate word:

"Do... I... look... human... or like a god... to you?"

Its voice seemed to possess a strange, demonic quality that burrowed straight into their minds.

Jiang Qingyue instantly tensed. Remembering the old Taoist's warning, she pressed her lips firmly together and even took an instinctive half step back, looking to Qi Wu for help.

Here it comes, Xuan Chenzi thought. He flicked his fly whisk, about to rebuke it and strike.

But Qi Wu moved first, quietly stepping half a pace in front of Jiang Qingyue and blocking the Yellow Weasel's beguiling gaze.

He did not answer its question immediately. He merely looked at it, his lips suddenly curving into an ambiguous smile, then spoke clearly in a level voice loud enough for everyone to hear:

"I think you look..."

The Yellow Weasel's eyes instantly lit up with anticipation and greed.

Xuan Chenzi's heart sank.

This young man is going to ruin everything!

Then they heard Qi Wu slowly finish his sentence in a tone infuriating enough to drive a Demon to its grave:

"...like a little blonde girl with animal ears."

Since the Yellow Weasel was Seeking a Title, it would become whatever he said it resembled.

In that case, Qi Wu would not hold back.

Heh heh.

Ding-dong!

The air instantly froze.

Xuan Chenzi: ???

Jiang Qingyue: !???

Yellow Weasel: !!!???

The Yellow Weasel's beady eyes suddenly widened, its face filled with disbelief.

"Bl... blonde... animal ears... little girl?"

The Yellow Weasel's shrill voice warped, brimming with disbelief at the absurdity.

It even instinctively looked down at its furry paws, then touched its pointed ears and nose, its beady eyes full of confusion.

Those aren't the agreed-upon options for a Sealing Blessing!

Xuan Chenzi nearly dropped his fly whisk. His goatee twitched as he looked at Qi Wu, his eyes seeming to say:

Kid, you can do that?

Jiang Qingyue was completely dumbfounded. She looked from Qi Wu, who was spouting nonsense with a perfectly straight face, to the Yellow Weasel trapped in a logical loop, and her brain simply crashed.

But then something even more shocking happened!

Qi Wu's words seemed to carry an uncanny power that made whatever he said come true!

A dazzling, unstable light suddenly erupted from the Yellow Weasel, and its body began violently twisting, convulsing, and changing shape!

"No-! That's wrong! Not like this-screee!!!"

Amid its shrill, terrified screams, its body shrank visibly. Its glossy, dark yellow fur rapidly faded, shifting toward a blinding shade of gold!

With a pop, a pair of fluffy golden animal ears sprouted from the top of its head-ears that definitely did not belong on a weasel!

A ball of yellow light suddenly enveloped the Yellow Weasel, forming the silhouette of a slender, feminine body within.

Qi Wu was delighted.

That's how a Sealing Blessing works. You become whatever someone says.

Those guys on the forums didn't lie to me!

Transform!!

Just as the Yellow Weasel was truly about to become a blonde animal-eared girl, something happened.

Cracks suddenly appeared across the ball of light.

The Yellow Weasel's demonic aura surged, breaking through the glowing sphere.

"Aah! You bastard!! I'm going to kill you!! What the hell did you do?!!!"

[The Yellow Weasel does not want to become an animal-eared girl and hates you intensely!]

[Irritation Points +200]

[Irritation Points +300]

[Irritation Points converted. Current Satoru Gojo fusion level: 46%]

The Yellow Weasel reverted to its beast form, rolling over and over on the ground in excruciating pain.

Its demonic aura was so formidable that it had forcibly broken through the power of the Sealing Blessing.

But the resulting backlash left it suffering terribly.

The yellow sphere flickered in and out of existence like a projection with a bad signal.

"Now!"

Though the sudden turn of events had stunned Xuan Chenzi too, the old Taoist's experience let him seize the opportunity immediately. "It's suffering backlash! Stop it, quick! Don't let it escape!"

But he was still a step too late!

The Yellow Weasel shot Qi Wu a venomous glare, looking as though it wanted to devour his flesh and sleep on his hide!

It suddenly opened its mouth, not to attack, but to spew a great cloud of incredibly dense yellow mist with a suffocating stench!

The mist was not only rank and pungent, but also powerfully disorienting, instantly engulfing a wide area.

Even the pure light radiating from Xuan Chenzi's fly whisk was temporarily suppressed, and everything became a blur.

He formed a hand seal, and a spectral white snake appeared behind him, its pure white spiritual power holding back the yellow mist.

"Damn it! That reeks!"

Xuan Chenzi hurriedly shouted, wildly swinging his fly whisk in an attempt to disperse the mist.

Qi Wu reacted extremely quickly, grabbing Jiang Qingyue's wrist and retreating at speed. At the same time, he swept his other hand through the air before him, instantly unfurling an invisible barrier that kept the incoming stench outside.

But in that brief delay, the Yellow Weasel had already used the mist as cover, turning into a distorted yellow streak. With a piercing howl, it scurried deeper into the factory building at astonishing speed!

As it ran, golden light still flickered erratically over its body, and half the illusory outline of a little girl's dress occasionally appeared, making it look both eerie and ridiculous.

"You really are something, kid!"

Xuan Chenzi glanced back at Qi Wu, his eyes filled with an indescribably complicated mix of emotions that ultimately became an amused, exasperated remark:

"I've spent decades subduing monsters and slaying Demons, and this is the first time I've seen anyone break a Sealing Blessing like that! You actually forced the Yellow Immortal into instant social death!"

He kept working as he spoke, swinging his fly whisk even faster. The spectral white snake hissed, and its pure light blazed, forcibly tearing an opening through the foul yellow mist.

"This is our chance! We're taking that wretched beast down today!"

Excitement gleamed in Xuan Chenzi's eyes. He was just about to give chase when Qi Wu flashed past him, shooting out from beside the old Taoist and vanishing in an instant like a bolt of lightning.

Xuan Chenzi froze.

"What kind of insane speed is that?!"

"Mr. Qi, wait for me!" Jiang Qingyue also raced after him at full speed, moving far faster than Xuan Chenzi had expected.

Xuan Chenzi gave a wry chuckle. He had thought Qi Wu and Jiang Qingyue would be burdens.

He had assumed he would have no choice but to look after these two newcomers today.

Now it seemed he was the one being left behind.

Heroes really do emerge young, Xuan Chenzi thought. With a sweep of his fly whisk, a white snake appeared in the white mist. He stepped onto its back and rode it in pursuit.