Quest Maker: 421

Title: The Extraordinary Guests And Gifts

He’d been chucked into a shared playspace. Why wouldn’t he be with the babbling children playing with toys, trying to see how thick a toy they can gulp down into their gullet? He stares at the blue-eyed, dark-haired boy, God’s son, as he tries to swallow a particularly thick toy, encouraging him to snatch it from the infant.

A mistake, he would realize an instant later.

“Bahhh!”

Ja Liang is not one to cry after seeing the wonders of the sea—floating above the surface and commanding a following of colorful schools of fish! He glares at the stupid weird-eye newbie before raising his arms and shouting again. His loyal comrades, the white-haired future cook of the King of-ehm, and another boyish girl, since they all practically look the same, stand, nay—they try standing before tossing such vile notions as they crawl in attendance!

‘What?’ Tang San, Tang Hao’s and Dai Mu’s youngest, blinks in surprise. In the eyes of the three children, Tang San notices a flicker of intelligence. As a strange traveler of soul, somehow leaking from Tang Hao and emerging from Dai Mu, Tang San has to question whether the three children are like him—an exiled yet accomplished man trapped in an infant’s body. But if it were the case, would the three children try eating anything that may be unfortunate to reach their hands? Part of the reason the three children didn’t eat anything strange is due to a peculiar yet cute breed of dog(?) named Linda.

Linda cocks her head, yipping at the children, but they pay her no heed until she trots forward and places her paws on the crawling silver-haired boy and the dark-haired girl.

Ja Liang babbles in what Tang San assumes is his childish yet somewhat intelligent anger. How is a boy so young and clever? Does this world produce different breeds of humans? A smarter variant? Tang San wouldn’t find the notion incredulous. Or is Beast God, or as his mother calls him, Scam God, a different breed completely to sire such spawns? But that works in opposition to the other two children’s intelligence. Before Tang San could think of traitorous notions of how the other two children may not be part of their father’s essence but a sneaking god, a gentle chuckle puts the entire crib to rest.

“Liang’er, be good. It won’t be long before Mommy and Daddy will be back.”

Tang San blinks as the children quiet down. He notices a strand of beautiful sapphire grass with silver veins upon its length that might look like a precious jewel in any other circumstance. The voice emerges from the strand once again. This time, a man’s tone.

“Listen to your mother, Liang,” the voice chuckles as Tang San regards the man as the Island’s true owner, the Sage God. “Dad will return with more mothers for you~!”

“Sigh,” the former soothing and feminine voice sighs before regarding their guard, the weird dog Linda.

“Linda, are you sure you’re happy staying there? My domain alone is enough.”

If Tang San wonders if the woman had gone mad trying to converse with an animal, Linda dashes his thoughts with a chortling ‘Vee~!’ before amusingly removing her paws from the two children and giving their pouting cheeks a lick.

“As you wish,” the woman’s voice affirms, seemingly appreciative of Linda’s fondness for their children before going silent, but the strand of grass remains near their crib all the same.

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“So, that was the man Tang Hao and Dai Mu gave birth to,” Ah-Yin giggles as she communicates with Ja Sun through a sprout of Blue-Silver Goddess inside the lining of his Sherwani. Ja Sun chuckles in return. He told her, of course. The woman knows his true identity, and other couples’ children make for a good pillow talk after a divine rut. The two keep this to themselves—unwilling to negatively impact Tang Yuehua’s love for her nephew. It’s not like Tang San seems to be a willing reincarnator like Ja Sun.

After a couple of words, Ja Sun’s gaze sweeps over the Sage God Island’s decorated coast. Today is the day—his second marriage. His first wives are mingling with the crowd of guests Yuehua wishes to have, and since their family is so small, Yuehua lets her father invite a few others to the occasion. At the time, Ja Sun didn’t know whether to hug the woman for asking him and show her how MUCH he appreciated such small gestures or laugh. Why would he laugh? Erlong doesn’t have a family, and Ja Sun doesn’t have relatives either, except for Daoliu and the rest already on the Island. As it stands, only Yuehua is the socially functioning elite of their group with true relatives! So, in such trying times, Ja Sun first laughed at her cute request and THEN showed her how much he appreciated it with some kisses and more.

With a single glance, he can see the former Imperial couple, Dai Laohu and Zhu Yin, their grandkids running around the food stall. Then there’s Tang Hao, Dai Mu, Tang Xiao, and his gentle flame from the Agility Sub-Clan, Bai Ren. His first and possibly ONLY Father-in-Law, Tang Peng, has some words to say with Daoliu. Dugu Bo, the Titled Douluo External Elder of the clan, tests their wine. Other Elders are not far, naturally. They converse with Bibi Dong and Yin, congratulating them on Ja Sun’s second wedding, imagine that. Back in his world, such congratulations would award certain boomers the beating of their lives!

He is happy that Oscar and Jun’er could make it. The two are serious about their new life of exploring their growth through different missions, and Yuehua certainly timed the wedding around their return. Xie Xan and Lana attract enough attention, and so do the Spirit Beasts. Yuehua thought it fit to invite the beasts from King’s Lair, making Ja Sun escort them lest they encounter some ‘bloody’ issues.

Surprisingly, the least to attract any attention is Gu Yuena, who sits beside herself. Unsurprisingly, the one to attract the most male audience is Lana and Violet. Heck, Lana at least tries to doll up despite her natural sexual charisma. But Violet? Not her. Wu could barely get her to wear the rather elaborate robes she wore as is!

Not even the Seven Children of Sea and their former Priestess are left unattended, especially after Yuehua’s surprising friendship with Sea Witch Douluo, Ming Wei.

“Ehm,” a quiet clear of his throat snaps Ja Sun out of his daze as he forms a most natural smile to greet an unusual guest. Unusual because he approached Ja Sun with his daughter.

Dugu Xin and Yan, Dugu Bo’s Son and Granddaughter.

“Welcome,” Ja Sun greets, shaking the man’s hand before appraising his cyan sherwani. Ja Sun himself wears a fiery red Sherwani with notes of silver and blue alongside a modest platinum crown—a design Tang Yuehua spent a lot of time tinkering with before handing it over to Lana for final touches. Yuehua believes such a design encompasses Erlong and herself UPON Ja Sun.

Dugu Xin returns the shake firmly, grinning from ear to ear, “Congratulations, and forgive my unflattering smile. Just—it’s hilarious how one of your wives almost killed me before another one invited us.”

Not taking offense, since Ja Sun never believed in Eternal Enemies until Xunji trotted along, he shook his head with a broadening smirk. “It’s great you can laugh at that. Given the circumstances, you may just have to fight one of mine again.” Glancing at his daughter, he shakes his head. “Be sure to use my name when the time comes.”

“I will,” Dugu Xin replies shamelessly before glancing at his daughter with a fond smirk. “Yan’er? Where are your manners? Didn’t you say you want to meet Scum God?”

Ja Sun raises an eyebrow. A lesser God would blow his top, but Ja Sun is not such a man. He glances at the only culprit, who’s he’s given enough lease to name him such within Tang Sect.

Sensing his gaze, Dai Mu brushes away her golden locks while glancing in Ja Sun’s direction, hearing his words in her mind. “Scum God? Really?”

She grins back. “I started it as Scam God. But look how people deform one’s truth. I never called you a Scum God. That would uplift the title of Scums.”

Basking at the indirect praise, Ja Sun scoffs.

“N-Not Scum God!” The purple-haired girl stammers before blushing and ducking her head down. “Dad!” she whines cutely for a five-year-old. “Please don’t make fun of others! I’ll tell Grandpa!”

Ja Sun chuckles, taking to a knee without any issues to meet the girl in the eye and smiling. “It’s my honor to meet such a cute girl. Dugu Yan, yes? You’re so much cuter than Taiyin’s cubs.”

He speaks loud enough to let the Imperial Grandparents hear him, and while Dai Laohu shakes his head, Zhu Yin tosses a fearless snort.

“A-Ah!” Dugu Yan cups her cheeks, blushing a storm as she shakes her head. “I-I-It’s my honor!”

Ja Sun grins before straightening his back. He smiles at Dugu Xin, who returns a wry one instead, compressing his voice. “Brother, why’d you have to do that? She already keeps talking about THE Sage God without meeting you even once because of Little Yuehua. Now, she won’t stop for even a breath!”

Instead of replying, Ja Sun reaches to clasp Xin’s shoulder firmly. “You’re lucky to have such a cute daughter. Enjoy the celebration. And you can always send your daughter here for night stays with Yuehua if she wants to. The more the merrier around here.”

Xin looks around, especially at the beautiful woman, all of whom they can only see but not touch due to their survival instincts, not because these women are strong enough to blink and kill them but because of the man standing ahead.

“Maybe Yan’er can learn a thing or two,” Xin shrugs before grinning. “Say, dear,” he glances at his daughter. “Your dear Sage God extends an invitation for you to stay with your auntie Yuehua.”

“Hua-?” Dugu Yan gasps before her eyes roll over, and she falls unconscious.

Xin catches her quickly enough while Ja Sun thins his lips.

What’s with purple heads and their reactions?

---

While her Sect’s traditional marriages don’t see the bride arriving late but joining the guests with the groom, Yuehua simply had to tend to Erlong before making their way together.

“I-I’m sorry,” Erlong chokes a sob, ducking her head into Yuehua’s arms while sobbing softly. These aren’t tears of sadness, technically. Erlong simply couldn’t help but wonder how great it would have been if her mother had been alive to see her today, and that’s quite the slippery slope since even Yuehua feels slightly overwhelmed with emotions. The youngest of Tang Siblings doesn’t remember much about her mother—all three of her mothers. She often heard about them from Tang Xiao since Tang Hao and Peng aren’t the kind to overly delve into memories when there’s the next realm of power to attain or the next layer of skill to master.

“It’s okay,” Yuehua hugs Erlong closer, feeling her tears stain her dress. It doesn’t bother Yuehua or Erlong since they can refurbish their dress whenever they like due to the Golden Wardrobe Ring. Erlong’s arms tighten around Yuehua in their chamber as the Infernal Drake nods slowly, trying to contain the emotions in her voice. She IS happy! She is about to marry the man who gets her going like none. How can she not be happy and excited about what’s to come? Even if things end for them in a battle, Erlong will find it fitting. To put it bluntly, those who live by the sword die to it, and Erlong is fine with that.

But she can’t help herself. The tears won’t stop flowing, as if she wouldn’t have a chance to let these out after her marriage. And if anything, Yuehua’s soothing strokes on her back and her understanding voice make it all the easier to let it all out.

Eventually, Erlong stops. Her tears dry up, and her hold around Yuehua loosens as she pulls back, smiling despite the tearstains ruining her makeup. Sure, they didn’t need any external assistance to uplift their beauty, certainly not HIS seed coating their faces to make them more beautiful, as he would say, just to slake his sick desires on them—desires that often make Erlong easier to get hot with even without her Ultimate Fire.

W-Who wants his hot, sticky cum all over her face and large breasts? She just cups her hands together to catch the most of it to prevent it from making a mess of the room!

Yuehua’s quiet stare snaps Erlong out of her daze as the former sighs and smiles fondly, “You’re finally being your normal self.”

“What does that mean?” Erlong pouts as Yuehua’s dress vibrates and shifts before all the tear stains from Pheonix’s dress disappear, and the woman smiles breezily. “Nothing,” Yuehua brings a cloth to wipe Erlong’s face. “Let’s get you ready again. I would hold it against you if you got us late to the point my Father and brothers decided to pass their time by drinking, or worse—picking fights with Grandmaster now that he lost his former strength.”

Erlong works her jaw, sitting in their room in front of a mirror as Yuehua spares no effort to doll up the former for the same man they intend to spend their lives with.

“Do you really think your family will fight against—”

Erlong’s eyelids jump as Yuehua feels it a few seconds later—a massive surge of Spirit Energy!

*Boooom*

A muffled explosion rings in the distance, but the two women feel little to no tremors as they glance at each other before Yuehua huffs, planting a firm hand on Erlong’s shoulder to keep her from moving in excitement. “Let others deal with the mess. Our job is to show up, smile, vow never to leave our husband’s side until he decides on something crazy enough and do that job by himself, and usher him away to the nuptial ward.”

Erlong blushes at Yuehua’s bluntness, squirming slightly. Despite experiencing the act several times, the thought of their first act as a married couple made Erlong rather nervous but excited all the same.

---

“Well,” Tang Peng scowls, barking furiously, “This is fucking distasteful!” He glares at the cocoon of blood covering the former eighth Elder of the Clear Sky Clan as others back away from the site, with the Imperial Couple quickly standing protectively near their grandchildren while Ja Sun appears near Daoliu.

“Can’t we have one marriage without such distractions?” Ja Sun scowls rightly.

It’s clear to everyone’s eyes that Xunji had some pawn in Clear Sky Clan—through one of the ten elders’ blood. Aside from Dugu Bo as their External Elder, the Clear Sky Clan has 10 Elders, with the first few nearing the ranks of Titled Douluo—and one of them, the eighth Elder Tang Min, suddenly collapsed while chatting with other guests, his body tearing open in a grotesque fashion that had other children like Dai Mubai, Dai Weisi, and Dugu Yan crying in fear.

Hu Lana nervously clutches her son’s hand, keeping him close to her no matter the cost as they watch the cocoon of blood undulate in slow beats.

“It’s our problem to solve,” Tang Hao frowns. “Tang Min was our Clan’s Elder.” His Clear Sky Hammer materializes in his hand as Spirit Rings converge behind him, revealing eight sources of skills! Yet, Ja Sun cannot help but roll his eyes.

“It’s not like Xunji himself is here,” he runs his fingers through his hair, glaring at Daoliu. “Couldn’t you teach your son to be better? You did a fine job with me, Master!”

“Hardly,” Daoliu works his jaw, sighing. “This might be his way of saying congratulations and sending you a gift for your marriage.”

“Some gift it is,” Ah-Yin adds drily, creating a carpet of Blue Silver Kings and Emperors around the bloody cocoon with a wave of her hand since the wedding is taking place under her sweeping domain.

“It just might be a gift,” Bibi Dong muses with narrow eyes. “He could have attacked the Clear Sky Clan for their ‘apparent’ Betrayal.”

Her words cause the guests to stiffen. While the Clear Sky Clan falls under Xunji’s rule, their relationship with Ja Sun is not lost on the rest. But Xunji never did anything about it, and the Clear Sky Clan fend themselves from the bootlickers trying to damage the clan to appease Xunji. So, others believed Xunji wouldn’t have much to say about the Clear Sky Clan attending the wedding. The Blood God, for the most part, kept his aggravations against the Beast God a personal affair.

The current change is as startling as it’s fearful!

“Ehm,” Ja Sun attracts others’ attention by clearing his throat, a pair of golden gauntlets already around his hands till his elbows as the wavy light and dark-grey strips cover their surface. “I’m not about to look a gift horse in the mouth. Please,” he gestures to everyone to calm down. He was the ‘attack’ for its true nature—a passable gift. Xunji just outed the clan’s traitor in the most spectacular manner and gave the Clan enough reason to reorder their internal affairs. From a logical perspective, it’s a gift.

He steps toward the cocoon under everyone’s gaze as the strands of Blue-Silver variants curl around his feet. Reaching out for the dense cocoon that WOULD explode should others mess with it, possibly corroding everything it touches, Ja Sun taps the cocoon, creating Spatial Distortions to lock it in the space before widening the ‘threads’ comprising the fabric of reality and sending it far in the sky. Not so foolish to explode it in the air and cause an airborne epidemic for the island, Ja Sun clenches his fist as the right gauntlet burns with the righteous fury of the Dragon God, creating another layer of artifact over his hands—The Fire Dragon King Arm Cannon!

Everyone momentarily feels the distant, searing heat before a loud explosion catches their attention.

Their heads whip in the explosion’s direction, watching the mesmerizing red flames crackling and lighting the bright sky in its bloody hue until everything disappears, burnt without existence!

They look back at Ja Sun, finding him straightening his sleeves with a calm smile on his face.

“I hope you enjoyed the fireworks.” His grin broadens as he locks his gaze with his father-in-law, having enough respect for his wife-to-be to keep his next words from others. “And Father-in-law, I hope you find enough love in your heart to appease my scared soul. I wonder what gifts will brighten me and your daughter’s day.”

No, a God does not accept dowry! Never!

But if the other party gifts it willingly—what can a poor soul do?

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Alternate Title: Ja Sun: If I Had A Nickel For Everytime I Took Care of Disturbances in My Wedding, I’d Have Two Nickels! *Insert The Remaining Dialogue*; Ja Sun’s Immaculate Rizz With Purple Heads *FBI Engaged*; Tang San Is Lucky Linda Was There; The Protective Mother’s Domain; Linda, The Faithful Watcher; The Outed Traitor; Erlong’s Happy Tears; Yuehua’s The Captain Now; No! Erlong Most Certainly Does NOT Enjoy Facials!; Erlong: Y-Yuehua! You Shouldn’t Dirty Your Face. L-Let me!; Another Marriage; Scam God?!; SCUM God?; Dugu Xin: Haha, Your Wife Tried To Kill Me And The Rest. *Ja Sun: First Time?*; Ja Sun Will Not Have Dowry In His Court; He Most Certainly Will Guilt Others Into Gifting Better Items