Chapter 252: Kuimu Lang was executed. Seeing Yang Jian like this,...
Seeing Yang Jian like this, the Twenty-Eight Mansions looked at each other and stood up to apologize.
Lou Jingou said, "Among the twenty-eight constellations, I, Wei Tu Zhi, Mao Ri Ji, Bi Yue Wu, Zi Huo Hou, and Shen Shui Yuan were on duty alongside Kui Mu Lang. We certainly noticed his unusual behavior, but never considered investigating further. If we had investigated further, perhaps we could have stopped him in time. I ask the Great Celestial Venerable to punish us for our negligence."
The others also said that they were guilty, and they spoke one after another, talking at the same time and making a lot of noise.
Only then did Kuimu Lang, who had been hanging his head and pretending to be dead, suddenly raise his head and said righteously, "Great Lord, I am a sinner and I take responsibility for my own actions. This matter has nothing to do with Lord Lian Zhen."
The entire Pixiang Hall fell silent again, even quieter than before.
Nezha scoffed and said sarcastically, "Are you acting like a hero now? If you really don't want to implicate them, wouldn't you have curbed your lustful desires earlier?"
Everyone present looked at him, surprised at first, then slowly turning cold. Even the Twenty-Eight Mansions, who had initially cherished the camaraderie of their colleagues, realized upon seeing him act this way that Kuimu Lang wasn't simply acting in a moment of impatience, as they had imagined.
It was obvious that he had planned this for a long time and it was impossible for him not to know that what he did would implicate his colleagues.
No one is a fool. No matter how righteous Kuimulang looks, he cannot hide the hypocrisy in his bones.
He had been silent before, until Yang Jian took the blame and the Twenty-Eight Constellations followed, then he seemed to have found his mouth again. Wasn't it because he felt that the law could not hold everyone responsible?
Nezha despised this and mocked him directly. Kuimu Lang's face flushed red, but he still said stubbornly, "I simply couldn't bear to see my colleague punished. There's no other intention. Even if the Marshal of the Central Altar is the Queen of Heaven, you can't accuse me like this."
Seeing that he didn't repent, and even dared to implicate Nezha, Fu Li laughed in anger: "When did I ever say I would implicate others? The heavens have their own laws. Whoever commits a crime will be punished."
At this point, she sneered, "In the mortal world, collective punishment is practiced because the cost of law enforcement is high. But in heaven, this has never been a problem."
She glanced around at the immortals, taking in the expressions of each one in the hall, then stabbed Kuimu Lang like a sharp sword. "You intentionally disrupted the immortals' tribulations, and you deserve three thousand heavenly thunders. You relied on your divine power to bully mortals, and you deserve to be stripped of your immortal bones and relegated to the animal realm. Although you broke the law while enforcing it, your crime will not be aggravated. You should simply accept the punishment you deserve."
After saying that, she picked up the red brush and wrote Kuimulang's guilt on the paper. She threw the red brush away and twisted up the paper. The snow-white paper turned into a jade-colored command arrow in her hand.
Kuimulang never expected that Fuli would show him no mercy and actually want to banish him to the reincarnation cycle. He was so frightened that his whole body went limp. He loudly admitted his fault and begged for mercy: "Great Celestial Venerable, I was only confused for a moment, but now I know I was wrong. As we are from the same Jie Religion, I beg you to show me some mercy."
"Yang Jian." She ignored him and threw the jade token into Yang Jian's arms. "Take Dou Muxie and Kang Jinlong with you and take Kui Mulang to the Falling Immortal Platform. First, have the Thunder Department strike him with two thousand heavenly thunders. Then, remove his immortal bones and send him to the underworld. Order the underworld to send him to the animal realm."
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Yang Jian and the others felt no more pity for him and immediately agreed. Dou Muxie and Kang Jinlong, both deities from the Twenty-Eight Mansions who assisted in enforcing the law, stepped forward, one on each side, to hold him down, and followed Yang Jian out.
Kuimulang still begged for mercy, saying that he knew he was wrong.
Fu Li sneered, "You don't know you're wrong, you just know you're going to die."
Seeing that all the stars were too frightened to speak, Fu Li sighed and said earnestly, "I know some of you must feel that I was too cruel and didn't care about the friendship between fellow disciples at all."
All the stars said they dared not.
Fu Li waved her hand, signaling them not to say anything more. "I also know that what you are most dissatisfied with is that if a god humiliates a mortal, he will be demoted to the animal realm."
This time, all the stars were silent, it seemed that the words touched their hearts.
Fu Li sighed, "As the saying goes, the past is a lesson for future generations. Before Daozu personally established the Heavenly Emperor, there were countless overlords in the prehistoric world. You probably know more about this than I do, so there's no need for me to list them for you."
Think carefully, how did the three ancient races decline? How did the two races of witches and liches perish? It was because after they came to power, they left no room for the other races, disrupting the balance of heaven."
Seeing that all the immortals looked thoughtful, Fu Li felt a little relieved. He thought that they were indeed immortals who had practiced hard and could at least understand human words.
So, she continued, "It's not that I want to favor mortals, but mortals are fragile. Whether they are immortals or demons, they are accustomed to treating them as ants.
But how can those who bully ants be considered heroes? Take Kuimu Lang, for example. As colleagues, when you think about what he did in the mortal world, don't you wish you had never met him?
If our current Heavenly Court cannot balance the relationships between immortals, demons, gods, humans, and ghosts, do you think Heaven will send us on the path of the three ancient tribes and the two witch and lich tribes, and then choose another one that can do it well?"
She revealed a look of deep sorrow and indignation: "Although I covet the power of the Heavenly Emperor, I cannot bear the shame of being driven off the throne by the Heavenly Dao!"
The twenty-eight constellations all came from Jiejiao. If Fuli, the emperor of Jiejiao, was good, they would benefit. Similarly, if Fuli went wrong one day, the entire Jiejiao would be implicated.
How can a mere Kuimulang be compared with the entire Jiejiao?
The twenty-eight constellations, led by Jiao Mujiao, all knelt down. They first admitted that their ideas were narrow-minded, and then promised that they would abide by the law in the future and not embarrass the Great Heavenly Venerable.
Fuli and Nezha stepped forward and helped them up one by one, with a look of relief on their faces: "I'm glad you understand. It's worth all my worry."
She asked someone to open the warehouse, took out some pills and magic weapons as rewards for them, and asked them to go back and do their duty well.
"These two are for Kang Jinlong and Dou Muxie. They're both out on errands. Please help bring them back. Don't let them accuse me of being partial."
One sentence broke the solemn atmosphere and everyone started laughing.
Jiao Mu Jiao smiled and said, "Don't worry, Great Celestial Venerable. When we get back, have them both come and thank you in person."
"That's not necessary." Fu Li said, "Looking at the date, today should be their day off. Let them rest well."
Jiao Mujiao said, "Then we would like to thank the Great Celestial Venerable for his compassion on their behalf. Great Celestial Venerable, Marshal of the Central Altar, Laojun, we will take our leave."
After everyone left, Fu Li smiled and said to Taishang Laojun, "Master, thank you for supporting my disciples today. Otherwise, they might not have been able to calm down and listen to me."
The Supreme Lord teased, "You talk so much, even more than a parrot, how come they don't listen? Even without the Taoist master, they'd still be happy to listen."
After saying this, he laughed heartily and stood up to take his leave, leaving only Emperor Xin and Ji Kao behind. It was unknown what the purpose of calling them here was.
Fu Li simply didn't let them speculate and said bluntly: "The three of us have worked together in Ziwei Palace for many years. I am really not used to being away from you all of a sudden.
In the past, there was no one there, so I had to leave you there. Now with Zheng'er and his descendants, it's running smoothly. I also want to transfer you here to follow me, but I don't know what you two think.
The two exchanged glances, both expressing indifference. They knew Fu Li's character well, and someone as talented and unambitious as them would definitely not be treated unfairly.
Fu Li smiled and said, "Since that's the case, from today on, Zi Xin will serve as Taiwei Star Lord, and Ji Kao will serve as Wenchang Fubi Star Lord. They will be below the Six Imperial Guards and assist me in managing all government affairs in the Three Realms."
The two people said in unison: "Thank you, Great Lord."
"Alright, we're all old acquaintances, so don't be so pretentious. You two should go find Zheng'er now and hand over the affairs of Ziwei Palace, then report to Lingxiao Palace."
After sending the last two people away, Fu Li breathed a long sigh of relief, and felt relieved that he had let go of all his strength and let his body lean back.
Sure enough, Nezha caught her lightly and touched her forehead worriedly: "Sister, are you feeling unwell?"
"Not really, I'm just tired." Fu Li shook her head and rolled over in his arms, burying her cheek in his solid chest. It wasn't until his unique, burning fragrance filled her nostrils that Fu Li sighed comfortably, her whole body becoming languid.
Nezha carried her into the inner room and saw that she was as thin as a cat, as if she had no bones on her body. She was so soft that he could manipulate her. He was surprised and a little amused.
"You actually feel tired too. How rare, really rare!"
Fu Li leaned back on the pillow, glared at him weakly, and sneered, "Why can't I feel tired? There are so many stupid people in the Heavenly Court, and they are all related to each other. It's hard to deal with them lightly or severely.
Kuimulang finally made a serious mistake, and I only dealt with him according to the laws of heaven, not even adding insult to injury for breaking the law. And yet, those people are resentful. What a bunch of short-sighted bastards, don't they even think about how they got their divine status?
Those powerful beings with profound magical powers certainly look down on the way of gods, but they are the ones who have the ability to live freely on the way of immortals.
At the beginning, the Patriarch Tongtian publicly recruited among the disciples of Jiejiao in order to give those outer disciples who had no luck in the immortal path a chance so that they could achieve immortality by following the divine path.
But these people have been in heaven for a long time, and as their status as the master of the three realms in heaven has become more and more solid, they can't help but look up to the top of their heads, thinking that it is so great that they can obtain this divine position.
Nezha poured her a cup of tea, helped her up with one hand, and brought the tea to her lips, smiling and coaxing: "Sister, why bother with them? Those people are just a little dull, but at least they have practiced hard and can understand the truth and know what is the right path."
Fu Li drank half a bowl from his hand and sneered, "If it weren't for this little benefit, I would have found an opportunity sooner or later to banish them all to the mortal realm and replace them with a group of smarter ones."
Nezha tossed the teacup onto the table, then turned over and laid down with Fuli in his arms, patting her gently and saying, "While we have nothing to do now, I'll accompany you to rest for a while."
Fu Li nodded, uttered a soft "hmm," and closed her eyes. But a moment later, even, light snoring began; she had actually fallen asleep.
Nezha looked at her with heartache, and couldn't help but vent his anger on the Twenty-Eight Mansions. He felt that if they weren't so dull-minded, why would Fu Li be so angry?
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