He Has To Be Human, Right? ! - Chapter 111

In the eyes of everyone, Ye Ying said calmly: “As you all know, I am a widow.”

All the immortals: “…”

No, we don’t know.

Daba! You are fine, we still want to live! !

The mountain god’s expression froze for a second, and then he motioned for her to continue with a half-smile.

“I am a very rich widow, my husband left me a lot of money after his death.”

Ye Ying continued as if nothing had happened, and patted Qiao Er beside him: “And Qiao Er…Although he is a good-for-nothing like a salted fish, he is also rich and prosperous in the human world.”

Everyone’s eyes widened in shock, their eyes lingering on Ye Ying and Qiao Er.

What do you mean by that, don’t you—

Qiao Er saw the danger signal in everyone’s eyes, he didn’t even dare to look up at the mountain god, and waved his hands frantically: “No, no! It was Miss Ye who proposed to set up a mountain world office in the world, so that the immortals who want to join the world can quickly move forward. adapted to human life.”

As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar in the hall.

The immortals reacted differently, but most of them were against it. They don’t like humans at all, and they don’t want to integrate into human society. This proposal, which tends to coexist peacefully with human beings, or even live together, is completely unacceptable to them.

In fact, this is the mainstream opinion of the Xian family. For so many years, the more famous fairy families who will be close to human beings are Huang Xize, Qiao Er, and the 30,000-year-old family—including Hu Fengyuan and Hu Fengyao brothers.

Even for Hu Fengyuan, he passed into the human world by accident and only entered human society after meeting his destiny star.

Of course, there are also immortal families who go out and look for their disciples in the world. But those in the Xianjia group are still a minority.

But some immortals are eager to try.

Most of them are young and have not experienced the demise of the mountain **** thousands of years ago.

It’s not yearning for human society, but mainly yearning for the immortals to earn merit and improve the efficiency of practice by helping human beings.

After all, human beings have too many troubles, and there are too many people in need of help. And they have the ability to lend a helping hand, and after helping, Heavenly Dao will also give them merit as a reward, a win-win situation.

But the elders or high-ranking people in the clan are full of hostility to humans. Some of them are restricted, and some of them are like gray wolves, casting a shadow on humans. Just like this, I wasted year after year in the mountains.

The old **** Ye Ying was watching the discussion among the immortals getting louder and louder, obviously not overwhelming opposition.

After all, in this day and age, where the aura is weak and grows by savagery, it won’t be able to accumulate any cultivation base for tens of thousands of years, let alone break away from the animal way.

So she stood up and cleared her throat: “Folks, listen to me.”

I don’t know if it’s because, as Gray Wolf said, the immortals are looking at her differently now, or because of the mountain god, the immortals want to give her face. For a while, the voice of discussion really quieted down.

Seeing that the scene was under control, Ye Ying opened her mouth: “I know everyone has concerns.”

“Your perception of human beings is not good, I can’t control it, and I can’t control it. I just want to build a sanctuary for the immortals, protect the immortals who have the courage to step out of the mountain, and for them in the world where the spiritual energy is exhausted, Open up a path to continue practicing.”

Ye Ying blinked: “There used to be…someone tried hard to make up for his mistakes and balance the relationship between humans and immortals. He did all this not for humans, nor for himself, but for you.”

She circled her index finger and thumb and made a gesture of money: “I think this is the meaning of his accumulation of so much wealth over hundreds of years.”

When she said these words, she didn’t look up at the mountain god, but his fingers were clenched silently.

Ye Ying’s expression was calm, but Qiao Er who was beside her seemed to have finally mustered up her courage and suddenly got up.

All the immortals were immersed in Ye Ying’s sincere confession, and they all looked at him when they saw this.

Qiao Er met countless gazes, and his heart was pounding.

Half nervous, half excited.

When Ye Ying first proposed this idea to him, he rejected it—he is rich, but he never thought of doing charity.

But after being driven away from the shelves, he suddenly thought of a problem.

Why does he make so much money?

To feed my brothers? But the younger brothers don’t need such a luxurious life.

And does he need it himself?

He is a fairy, is human currency so important to him? All these years of practicing time to make money, and what did you get?

The door of the fairy temple can’t be touched, and the fairy family of some status talked about their branch, and their tone was half-ridiculous and half-sarcastic.

So he put all his efforts into training Hui San and Hui Si, forcing them to practice hard, and had high hopes that they would be successful.

But in the end, Hui Si was forced to rebel and go astray, and was eventually driven out of the mountain.

From then on, he couldn’t hold his head up even more. Even the outstanding third brother was implicated to the point of being looked down upon.

Later, Hui San also left, and he became more obsessed with making money, a career that had little meaning to the Xian family.

It was originally—the goal of the Immortal Family is to break away from the animal world, and even break away from reincarnation, and become a higher-dimensional existence.

Money can’t buy these.

Immortals sometimes lament that human beings pursue profit, but they cannot see the true meaning of life. Everything is so short-lived, these extraneous things are just a burden in the hands.

But Qiao Er was just so muddled, blindly and mechanically living his life without making any progress in his cultivation.

So the immortals looked down on him even more.

He earns money endlessly in the world, and then spends it. Luxuriant and obsessed with money, I don’t know the day and night, and I don’t understand why I am wasting the hard-won opportunity to practice in such a mediocre way.

But originally, how lucky it was to be able to cultivate a human body from an ignorant animal.

It wasn’t until he thought about Ye Ying’s proposal carefully that he finally felt some direction.

The money is meaningless to him, but he can do something meaningful.

Like…helping humans, or helping one’s own kind.

His brain, which has been surrounded by fog for a hundred years, was enlightened, and the shock of waking up and the excitement of entering the fairy temple for the first time made him dumbfounded.

Being so admired by so many stars (not), if he is not a fairy, he would feel that he is about to suffer from high blood pressure.

From the perspective of the immortals, his fat face was flushed red, his eyes were as big as brass bells, his catfish beard was still up and down, and he finally choked out a sentence: “…I am the same!”

All the immortals: “…”

I thought it would be some kind of constructive speech, but this salted fish gray fairy really lived up to his reputation.

The discussion has obviously grown louder, but it is not all fierce rebuttals. On the contrary, there are many small voices, with eager excitement, discussing the feasibility of entering the human world.

Ye Ying didn’t look at them any more, but quietly turned around and looked at the mountain **** sitting on the throne.

She knew he would agree because it was him.

It is the soul fused into one, the **** who has gone through vicissitudes but is still merciful, and the venomous but kind Huang Daxian.

Huang Xize met her gaze, his eyes were like stars, shining with undisguised tenderness.

He didn’t need to say anything, she understood. And vice versa.

They are meant to be.

Ye Ying stared at him for a while, then suddenly rolled her eyes and turned her head.

Huang Xize: “…”

Well, I haven’t calmed down yet.

The mountain **** coughed faintly, and the discussion immediately fell silent.

The immortals lowered their eyes, ready to listen to the oracle. In any case, the decision of the mountain **** is the fundamental factor that determines their attitude.

He is their protector, the umbrella over their heads, and their god.

Shenming’s voice was cold, and he only said one word: “Quite.”

Ye Ying: “…”

Make a P, it seems that I have successfully reported to you.

But the public had to give him face, Ye Ying gave him a gouged look, and sat down again.

Huang Xize hid the smile on his lips and asked, “Is there any more?”

“Master Mountain God, I have something to do.”

Thirty thousand years old spoke softly, with his usual gentleness: “After you left, some of the five great protectors wandered around, and some lived in seclusion and practiced in seclusion. They have disappeared without a trace for thousands of years.”

“I think it’s time to elect a new guardian to help you protect the mountain boundary.”

The expressions of the immortals perked up—finally we got to the point!

Contrary to them, Ye Ying slacked off.

From this point on, it has nothing to do with her. Well, she has something to do now.

After all, after being a workaholic for twenty-eight years, she was suddenly hit by a huge fortune. Although she only got one of the three blessings in life, she was a dead husband, but it took her to the pinnacle of life in one step.

But this life of rice worms is really not used to, mainly because she is used to picking, and suddenly she started to squander, which made people unable to deal with it.

Now she has found a career. In addition to the Xianjia side, Cheng Jing’s side also started to prepare for the establishment of the foundation.

Ye Ying was moved to tears for herself. Is this the loyalty of the poor? After finally getting rich, she just wants to share the blessings with other poor friends…

I was distracted when I suddenly heard the voice of the mountain **** above: “…how are you, Ye Ying?”

“Ah?” Ye Ying didn’t recover, she replied subconsciously in a daze: “Okay.”

All the immortals suddenly became noisy!

She Luo was the first to look at the mountain **** with a frown, her tone respectful but disapproving: “But, she is human!”

“It’s obvious to all that her strength is the top among the Yellow Immortals.”

The mountain **** Huang Xize spoke calmly: “And what she suggested just now can only be done by a guardian-level fairy family. Can you find another fairy family who understands the world and has a qualified cultivation?”

She Luo hastily retorted: “But she is not a fairy!”

“She Luo.” Thirty thousand years old retorted softly: “Miss Ye is indeed possessed of the power of the Yellow Immortal, so it’s not a violation of the rules.”

But she is not a weasel at all!

Do you want to say that marry a chicken as a chicken and marry a dog as a dog? !

She Luo was completely numb, but she knew that the mountain **** and San Wansui had already made up their minds, so they could only accept it in the end.

It’s just that he cast another gloomy glance at Ye Ying—what kind of **** luck did this guy have!

It’s a pity that Ye Ying completely ignored his hostile gaze, she stood there dumbfounded, digesting what she just heard.

What the hell? !

Has she become a protector? !

A good rich and noble idler won’t let her be, but the **** weasel made her to work forcibly? !