Chu Hang dearly wanted to get to the bottom of things with Yi Shuyuan. He knew Mr. Yi surely understood what had happened in the heavens, but he was on official business, after all. When Li Qian left, he had no choice but to follow.
During his midday nap, he had transformed into a Heavenly God amid the clouds and slain an evil dragon in a dream.
After gathering his spirits that afternoon, Yi Shuyuan did not forget his promise. Carrying a wooden medical chest on his back, he went to make a house call at the address the old woman had left that morning.
Along the way, talk of the Heavenly God slaying a demon filled his ears. Some people could even correctly recite the divine title "True Lord of Luminous Spirit, Calamity's Bane, and Manifest Holiness," while others prayed again and again.
Whenever this happened, Yi Shuyuan felt something special stir within him. The sensations brought by his Heavenly God Transformation interacted with the influence of the wishes of all living beings, deepening his understanding of his own Dao.
Yet no matter how the people of Dengzhou City or the whole of Lingdong discussed it, Yi Shuyuan remained quite calm. Only Hui Mian, tucked against his chest, was too excited to contain himself and had not stopped talking even now.
"Master, what do you look like when you turn into a god? Could you transform and let me see? Not here-we could find somewhere with nobody around!"
"Master, your divine title sounds so majestic! You didn't just make it up, did you?"
"Master, next time Stoneborn and that Qi boy ask, can I say that I, Great God Yunlai, am a great god serving under the True Lord of Luminous Spirit, Calamity's Bane, and Manifest Holiness?"
"Yes, yes,