The fish flapped his fins once and the next instant the water bubbled around him. Then, out of it, a man came out.

He was 1m60 with long orange hair with streaks of black and white randomly hidden within. His eyes were hidden behind golden sunglasses. He wore a dark Daoist robe while a golden chain hung around his neck.

He waved forward as he moved unhindered by the water and called out to Fumes: “Yo, Brother Fumes! It’s been a while, what’s up? What kind of game will we play this time?”

Fumes laughed heartily as he stated: “I truly missed you, Brother Clown, you really are one of a kind!”

Clown waved him off as he asked again: “Fuck that, just tell me, I haven’t had fun in so long! Let me tell you, there was absolutely nothing in that little jail they placed me in!”

Fumes sighed and with a grin he said: “Nightmare found a disciple so we’re going to stir the world a bit”

Clown’s mouth opened wide before he laughed: “Ahahahahah! Now that’s something new! Good, good, good! Finally, something interesting!”

Then, Clown turned to the seahorse: “Thanks for guarding the door, little horse. You should be able to return to the queen’s tits now”

The seahorse snickered but did not comment further. The truth was that he would have opened those fucking doors himself if he had been able to. Having to stand guard for centuries here was just too much of a punishment and he was tired of it.

He did want to fuck the Queen again too…

Clown walked to Fumes and got his arm around his shoulder. He brought him away from the place with small steps that actually took them hundreds of meters away each time.

As they moved, Clown’s face turned serious: “You do realize what it means to get me to come out of there, right?”

Fumes nodded seriously.

Clown nodded back and added: “Where do we go then?”

Fumes stated: “Find Chaos”

Clown stopped in his tracks as he looked awkwardly at Fumes and asked: “I think I will pass”

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Fumes looked at him incredulously and sighed: “It’s been centuries, just go over it”

Clown waved his arms as he stated: “I’m over it, alright! I’m just worried that he ain’t!”

Fumes looked deeply into Clown’s eyes. He joked about the seahorse fucking the ocean queen but he, himself, went and fucked the ten daughters of Chaos at the same time. It was also quite a grand exploit. One that earned him the ire of Chaos… and the reason he let himself get caught so easily by the Ocean King.

Fumes turned around and said: “Meet at Low Point in a week. Do not be late”

Clown laughed: “Ahahahah! I knew you would get me Brother Fumes! Don’t worry! I will be there alright!”

Then, Clown disappeared.

Fumes shook his head with a smile. Quite likely this little fish went to find female ones… After centuries, he likely needed to vent some.

Whatever.

Fumes made his move and disappeared as well.

…

A day later, in the King’s Palace, an enraged roar shook the entire place and kilometers around.

Then, a seahorse could be seen escaping at a speed beyond most things.

…

Meanwhile, Jin met Nangua.

Nangua happily clapped as he said: “I knew you would see the aesthetical beauty of it, Young Master! Only you have the best taste!”

Jin sighed. As it turned out, the bag was useless.

Jin decided to move the topic along: “Where were you?”

Nangua chuckled: “Just starting a little war, young master, nothing worth talking about”

Jin asked: “Then what brings you here?”

Nangua turned serious: “I need the gourd and the sword, Young Master”

Jin frowned and stated coldly: “No way”

Nangua nodded. It was as predicted and just as the two reincarnators told him. The value of these items was beyond anything else. Of course, the young master would be reluctant to part with them.

However, they needed it.

Nangua explained: “We plan to attract the owner to this place to add to the chaos. To be honest with you, Young Master, those items are nothing but problems to you at the moment. That man…He won’t ever stop chasing you”

Jin retorted: “He would still chase me if I returned them”

Nangua had to admit it did ring true. That man he did not know personally but he heard enough to have some awareness.

Nangua still needed to convince Jin: “Young Master…The ones who sent you here will come for you as they witness your movements. We need a similar force to mess with them for us to successfully escape. This is the only way”

Jin still did not plan to acknowledge the demand.

He would not part with these items. They were his life saving trump cards and beyond important to his survival. Without these…he would never have any options when faced with someone far more powerful than him.

Nangua sighed.

Jin was glaring at him.

Jin trusted no one else to hold onto these.

Nangua still had to find a way to get those things. They needed to bait Cao Lei to the capital.

Nangua placed a knee on the ground and lowered his head as he pleaded: “Young Master, I beg of you, this is the only way. We need to regroup them all at the capital while we make our escape”

Jin still refused.

Jin stated: “If I am really your Young Master, you will go back there and tell them that I refused. Then, you will come back and protect Ame”

Nangua raised a brow.

This was a dilemma.