"Oooooh, holy, so holy! Is this the Holy Son's miracle? Personally demonstrating how to use a toilet-this is absolutely a scene worthy of going down in human history!"
Someone immediately cried out.
Qian Daoliu looked back and discovered that the cry had come from that evil brat Xie Yue. And right now, he was scribbling furiously.
He immediately lost his composure. "Wait, Xie Yue, you evil brat! There's no need to record this sort of thing in your lousy Holy Chronicle!"
"Lord Great Enshrined, I disagree with your views. First, I am absolutely not an evil brat, but His Highness the Holy Son's Holy Clerk. Second, as the Holy Clerk, I will record His Highness the Holy Son's miracles. Third, my Holy Chronicle is absolutely not lousy, and it will surely become renowned throughout the world!"
Hearing Qian Daoliu's words, Xie Yue rebutted him with a look of disagreement. "Even the incident where you, Great Enshrined, were slandered as impotent and then had your name cleared by His Highness the Holy Son will absolutely spread in the not-too-distant future. By then, everyone in the world will know about it!"
"No, no, no, no! You evil brat, delete it right now! How many times have I told you? There's no need to write in such detail! Delete it right now!"
Qian Daoliu completely lost his composure.
He had been so focused on catching his mentally challenged grandson just now. How could he have forgotten the Holy Chronicle Xie Yue was writing? That was an evil thing every bit the equal of the holy paintings.
Unfortunately, Qian Daoliu was currently being held down by the combined efforts of the six Enshrined. He couldn't move. He really couldn't move!
"Oooooh, that profound expression on His Highness the Holy Son's face, that thoughtful look! He must be pondering some earth-shaking matter right now!"
Tears filled Yan's eyes as he watched His Highness the Holy Son display his miracle with boundless excitement, sitting on that golden toilet with a profound expression. "Holy, so holy! I must record this holy scene!!"
With that, flames blazed over Yan's body, just like his heart, which was too excited to contain itself, and his granite-hard fists smashed into the stubborn rock beside him, punch after punch.
"No, my mentally challenged grandson really is just taking a shit and a piss! He really isn't pondering any earth-shaking matter!"
Qian Daoliu looked at Yan, speechless. What nonsense was this brat imagining now? He had even started sculpting again.
Wait, he wasn't sculpting the scene of his mentally challenged grandson sitting on the toilet taking a shit, was he?
Qian Daoliu spotted the signs and discovered that Yan really was sculpting his grandson sitting on the toilet taking a shit. He immediately lost his composure. "Yan, stop! Stop right now! As Spirit Hall's Great Enshrined, I order you to stop! Don't record this scene of someone taking a shit! It has absolutely no value!"
"Lord Great Enshrined, forgive me, but I cannot obey. As His Highness the Holy Son's left hand, doing such holy things is precisely my duty!"
Overwhelmed with excitement, Yan smashed the stubborn rock punch after punch, tears in his eyes. "Holy, so holy! Lord Great Enshrined, do you truly not feel even a little of the holiness in this scene?!"
"What? Yan, I didn't expect you to have already been let out!"
Xie Yue looked toward Yan in disbelief. Discovering that he was actually sculpting a statue of the Holy Son, he immediately grew anxious. "Yes, such a holy scene should be preserved so that everyone in the world can see it!"
He immediately found a piece of wood and began carving it with his Martial Soul, the Moon Blade, wanting to preserve this incomparably holy scene.
"Wait, wait! What are you two evil brats doing? You can't! You really can't!"
Seeing what those two evil brats, Xie Yue and Yan, were doing, Qian Daoliu immediately lost his composure.
One brat alone was already this evil. With two evil brats together, their evil simply knew no bounds!
For a time, while Qian Renxing sat on the golden toilet in the square with a profound expression, Yan and Xie Yue each worked on their creations, the six Enshrined all watched His Highness the Holy Son display his miracle with excitement written across their faces, and the people of Spirit City surrounded them with fanatical expressions, shouting like idiots, "Oooooh, this is the Holy Son's miracle! Holy, so holy!"
To Qian Daoliu, this was nothing short of a wild dance of demons, and this moment was simply the darkest of his life. Dark, far too dark! He truly could not see a single glimmer of light in Spirit Hall's future!
"Woohoo, that felt so good!"
Qian Renxing finally finished his first comfortable trip to the toilet that day and pressed the golden toilet's flush button with boundless delight.
With a splash, water rushed out of the tank and flushed the toilet clean in an instant.
He immediately looked at the people of Spirit City gathered around to watch. "Everyone, you saw that, right? This is how you use a flush toilet! This is the miracle I've displayed!"
After saying that, he added with some concern, "Oh, right, when you take a shit or a piss, just taking off your pants is enough. I stripped completely naked only because that's my personal preference."
"Oooooh, you only need to take off your pants to shit and piss! The Holy Son's holy words are so holy!"
The onlookers immediately grew excited, and the atmosphere instantly heated up.
Just then, someone suddenly asked excitedly, "Your Highness the Holy Son, I've had a question bottled up inside me for so long, and I want to get the answer from you-to fart, should you take off your pants or not?"
"Oooooh, so that's your question? This really is an issue worth discussing. To fart, should you take off your pants or not?"
Hearing this, everyone immediately grew excited. Whether you should take off your pants to fart really was a question worth pondering!
"Woohoo, that's a very profound question~"
Qian Renxing immediately brightened at those words. He hadn't expected anyone to ask him such a profound question. After thinking it over, he immediately answered, "Taking off your pants to fart is an unnecessary extra step. But if your stomach hurts, don't trust a single fart!"
"Oooooh, taking off your pants to fart is an unnecessary extra step! The Holy Son's holy words are so holy!"
After hearing His Highness the Holy Son's words, everyone immediately became so excited they couldn't contain themselves. "If your stomach hurts, don't trust a single fart! That is simply a maxim of supreme truth!!"
"Oooh, I need to hurry and write this down! The Holy Son has spoken holy words again!"
Hearing this, Xie Yue excitedly took out his booklet and began scribbling furiously. "Taking off your pants to fart is an unnecessary extra step. How can the Holy Son utter such holy words containing supreme truth?! If your stomach hurts, you really can't trust a single fart. Who knows how many people these holy words can save!!"
"Wait, no, wasn't that just something my mentally challenged grandson said off the top of his head? Surely there's no need to record it!"
Qian Daoliu grew frantic, watching helplessly as Xie Yue scribbled furiously. "Farting and all that-even if there's a little truth in it, it's still utterly unfit for polite company!"