When the Kunpeng Ancestor mentioned Ji Meng, the hall immediately fell silent, and all eyes turned to Di Jun.
This time, Di Jun did not shout for war again. Instead, he turned to look at the Kunpeng Ancestor and asked, "Fellow Daoist, you are the demon master of my clan, with unparalleled wisdom. May I ask what you have to teach me?"
Since the Kunpeng Ancestor had ruined his good mood, he simply threw the problem at the Kunpeng Ancestor's head.
The ancestor Kunpeng was taken aback, then cursed Dijun in his heart for a moment before finally expressing his thoughts.
"In my opinion, Your Majesty should first send someone to the Heavenly Court to see the Emperor of Dongxuan and see if you can get the person back."
"Are we just going to let this go like this? Ji has suffered such a great humiliation, shouldn't Dongxuan give our demon race an explanation?" someone said indignantly.
"Then what else do you want? Do you really want to start a war between my demon race and the Heavenly Court? The Xuanmen would probably laugh themselves to death." Someone else retorted from the side.
"In my opinion, they should not only return Jimeng, but also apologize to Jimeng and our demon race. Otherwise, if we, as a great sage of our demon race, are not humiliated by the Heavenly Court and do not react in the slightest, wouldn't it make all living beings underestimate the strength of our demon race?" someone suggested.
"It's difficult! After all, it was our demon race that started the trouble with that Dongxuan Emperor, and it was Ji Meng who launched the sneak attack first. He is, after all, the ruler of the Heavenly Court. How could he easily bow down to us?"
The demon saints each offered their own reasons, and Di Jun rubbed his temples, saying, "Let's put everything else aside for now and rescue them first..."
"I wonder if any fellow Daoist would be willing to go to the Heavenly Court on my behalf and meet that brat?"
Upon hearing this, all the demon saints, as if they had practiced beforehand, turned their gazes to Bai Ze Demon Saint.
"I...you..."
Under everyone's watchful eyes, Bai Ze, the Demon Saint, almost cursed out loud.
Normally, you guys would fight tooth and nail for good things, but now that something bad has happened, you want to dump it all on yourselves. It's utterly despicable...
"Hehe... Alright! It seems that Fellow Daoist Bai Ze is still highly regarded! You're the one."
Seeing this, Di Jun couldn't help but laugh, and still chose Bai Ze, the Demon Saint, as his general.
It's best to let his most trusted confidant handle this kind of thing; he's really not comfortable letting anyone else do it...
"Your humble servant obeys."
Since Di Jun had spoken, Bai Ze, the Demon Saint, had no choice but to agree...
...
Bai Ze, the Demon Saint, left the Sun Palace and traveled through the primordial starry sky. On this day, he finally arrived outside the South Heavenly Gate.
Ji Meng, who was originally hanging on the flagpole, saw Bai Ze the Demon Saint and immediately started barking excitedly, as if asking him for help.
Seeing this, the Demon Saint Bai Ze felt a pang of pity, but he did not intervene. Instead, he walked to the flagpole and sighed, "Ji Meng, Ji Meng, it would have been so much better if you had left with us back then. Why did you have to turn back and cause trouble? And what was the result?"
Tell me yourself, who is to blame for things ending up like this?
Upon hearing this, Ji Meng, the demon saint, immediately stopped barking, and two streams of turbid tears slid down his cheeks.
Clearly, these were tears of regret, but by then it was too late, far too late...
Bai Ze, the Demon Saint, said again, "However, don't worry. Today, His Majesty the Demon Emperor sent me to rescue you. Just bear with it here for a while."
After saying that, without waiting for Ji Meng's reaction, he went directly to the gatekeeper and said, "Please ask this fellow Daoist to inform the Dongxuan Emperor that Bai Ze has come to request an audience on the orders of the Demon Emperor."
Upon hearing this, the heavenly general guarding the gate glanced at Bai Ze the Demon Saint with some disgust.
After the Great Sage Kuilong's outburst, the gods and immortals of the entire Heavenly Court greatly diminished their goodwill towards the demon race, and were even filled with complete hostility.
This goalkeeper was no exception.
However, considering that the other party was sent by the Demon Emperor Jun to request an audience with the Emperor, he dared not refuse in the slightest.
Whether or not to see him is up to the Emperor, not for a mere celestial general like himself.
"You wait here."
The gatekeeper coldly uttered a sentence, then turned and flew towards the majestic and magnificent heavenly palace in the distance.
Seeing the Heavenly General's attitude, Bai Ze, the Demon Saint, smiled bitterly to himself. Normally, he could easily crush such an insignificant Heavenly General with a single finger.
Now he had to endure being slapped in the face by this weak ant, how could he not feel resentful and harbor a slight grievance towards Di Jun?
However, no matter how frustrated or unwilling he was, he still had to carry out Di Jun's orders without fail.
Similarly, he was well aware that this trip might not yield any good results.
In the end, it was their demon race who were in the wrong this time. Why should they hand over the person just because of his two kind words?
The Demon Race's Divine Court has its own authority; doesn't the Heavenly Court need one too?
The Dongxuan Emperor has just ascended to the throne. Whether he is currently full of vigor or trembling with fear, if he wants to consolidate his imperial position, he should not easily bow down to the demon race.
Just as Bai Ze, the Demon Saint, was lost in thought, the gatekeeper general returned with two attendants.
"Are you the White Ze Demon Saint?" one of the attendants asked.
“That’s right,” Bai Ze Demon Saint replied.
"The Emperor has agreed to see you. Come with us."
Next, led by two attendants, Bai Ze, the demon saint, arrived at the Tongming Hall. Upon entering, he found Hu Le sitting upright behind a jade table.
Immortal Yuanfu and Venus stood below the steps, on either side.
"Bai Ze greets the Emperor."
Bai Ze, the Demon Saint, entered the hall and bowed slightly to Hu Le.
"Yes, Fellow Daoist Bai Ze, it's been a long time," Hu Le said with a smile.
"Yes! I remember the last time we met was at the Kunlun Xuanmen Dharma Assembly," said Bai Ze, the Demon Saint, with a touch of emotion.
In his view, this Dongxuan Emperor was the one who had risen the fastest and most exaggeratedly in terms of both cultivation and status among all the people he had ever seen.
Back when Hu Le was still a child, he was already a Great Sage of the Demon Clan, and his cultivation was close to that of the Taiyi level.
Today, he is still a Great Sage of the Demon Clan, and his realm has just reached the Five Qi Gathering, having just survived the first Five Decays of Heaven and Man.
But Hu Le is now completely different from before. He has not only become the supreme ruler of the Heavenly Court, residing in the Lingxiao Palace, but his cultivation level has also surpassed his by a great margin.
As for why he knew Hu Le's cultivation level...
Because Hu Le made no attempt to conceal it, the overwhelming aura and pressure he exuded almost suffocated him, seemingly no less intense than the feeling Di Jun had given him.
Based on this alone, he understood the difference between the two...
"Yes! That seems like it was a long time ago." Hu Le felt a pang of emotion.
As time goes by, things change and people change. Those who used to laugh and discuss philosophy together have now become enemies.
Regardless of why the demon clan wanted to cause trouble for him, the conflict had already occurred, and everything could never go back to the way it was.
However, it's clear that he has completely forgotten about the Demon Saint of Qinyuan who once fell at his hands...
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