Chapter 1128 - 1127: Dead!
All the male and female Taoists of the White Cloud Temple rushed out, and then the moment they saw Fatty, they all turned dumbfounded.
White Cloud Temple held an annual sacrificial ceremony where they would display a portrait of the ancestral master, and in that portrait, a blob of flesh was depicted.
How should I put it? Female fatties down below in the world all look somewhat similar, at least all their eyes are just a slit, and their faces round, so there’s no such thing as face shape.
And Fatty bore an uncanny resemblance to the female head of White Cloud Temple, almost as if cast from the same mold.
In fact, there are many people in this world who look alike, and whether it was Fatty’s height, body shape, or that pig-like face, wouldn’t she just seem like the temple head come down to Earth?
Even the Immortal King in charge of temple security was baffled for a while, hesitant whether to acknowledge her or not.
If they recognized her incorrectly, they would end up the laughingstock, but if they failed to recognize her and she truly was the female temple head descending to the Lower Realm? Thus, the Immortal King responsible for temple security didn’t know what to do.
"Take this temple head to the ancestral hall," Fatty declared with airs, and after swallowing that Taotie fossil, she possessed no more Spiritual Energy, devoid of any aura of an Immortal family, not even a Spirit Immortal.
And because of this, her impersonation was even more convincing.
"Yes, yes, yes..." The Immortal King in charge of temple security hurriedly nodded and led the way. White Cloud Temple was quite poor, so even if you went to the ancestral hall, there weren’t any treasures to speak of, meaning there was nothing to lose even with a fake temple head.
With the Immortal King guiding the way, Yusuf Zuck followed Fatty in silence. Good Lord, did the previous female temple head also look like a pig?