Chapter 227 Release
Yuanshi's eyes flickered. Tongtian knew Yuanshi all too well. As soon as Yuanshi's eyes changed, he immediately attacked, "Look, you're feeling guilty." He'd seen that damned look of lust all the time.
"What nonsense are you spouting... I'm leaving..." Even if you beat Yuan Shi to death, he would never admit that he really had the urge to slander Chang Hao...
"Their brotherly relationship is really good..." Chang Hao had woken up at some point. Although he couldn't hear what the two were talking about, their actions and the atmosphere were incredibly harmonious.
"You're envious?" Hongjun wondered, "Should we build a few..."
"Stop thinking about it," Chang Hao said, his head aching at Hongjun's serious expression. "You gave me a Jade Pool last time, so don't create anything else."
Hongjun pulled his wandering thoughts back, "Do you know that you possess the laws of the Great Dao within you?"
Chang Hao paused for a moment, then nodded. "I know. The Law of Light is most compatible with the Golden Crow Body. When dealing with the Heavenly Court last time, I used the Golden Crow Body to wield the True Fire of the Sun, and its power was even greater than when I was at my peak."
He also knew that his Golden Crow body was growing back, and he was afraid that he would never become as majestic as an adult Golden Crow. He was simply not presentable.
"That's good. Now think about it, which of those six people do you dislike the most? I'll go and drain his purple aura." Hongjun spoke these extremely cruel words in a calm and indifferent tone.
The four saints, who had already consciously returned to their seats in the main hall, and Jieyin and Zhunti, who were being scorched by the weakened version of the True Fire of the Sun inside the Qiankun Cauldron, felt a chill run down their spines and were terrified!
"Stop messing around with your primordial chaos!" Chang Hao was startled and felt exhausted: "I have the Primordial Purple Qi, so don't cause any more trouble."
Hongjun was depressed, and it showed on his face.
"Why are you still upset?" Chang Hao gently hugged Hongjun's arm and shook it. "The Great God Pangu returned the Primordial Purple Qi that I had stolen to me. So, basically, I stole it myself."
Hongjun was only frustrated for a moment. He was not ambitious when he should have been, and he was not afraid of death when he should have been cautious.
"Why don't you explain why there are so many innate demon gods? Why did you target me at a glance?" Hongjun suddenly asked curiously.
Chang Hao's eyes darted around as he coaxed, "Even innate demon gods have varying strengths. Back then, you were one of the most powerful people besides Father God Pangu, the most threatening, and the most conspicuous and beautiful. If we didn't target you, who would we attack?"
Among those bizarre innate demons, two normal human figures stood out remarkably.
Hongjun couldn't help but smile; he liked hearing those words.
Seeing that the atmosphere was quite pleasant, Chang Hao chimed in, "I think we can let the Three Pure Ones and Nuwa go back. What do you think?"
“But you need the Three Pure Ones to help you heal…” Hongjun hesitated, “I won’t feel at ease if they don’t watch over you.”
"I have a very good relationship with the Three Pure Ones. For something as simple as healing, they would come to my door on their own even if I didn't call them." Chang Hao felt guilty inwardly. Yuan Shi wouldn't even leave, let alone come to his door.
"Nothing will happen. Everything in the primordial world is clear. It's no longer a problem for the sage to stay in Zixiao Palace in meditation." Chang Hao rested his head on Hongjun's shoulder, constantly encouraging him.
Hongjun, worn down by their nagging, said, "Fine, let them go. Zhunti and Jieyin..."
"Let them go too, so they don't think we're deliberately targeting them." Chang Hao gloated. Now that he's letting them go back to the West, the matter is settled, and he's already taken the spiritual treasure. Do they still dare to ask him for it back?
If it weren't for the scarcity of spiritual energy in the West, Chang Hao would have already arranged for people to go there and take over some territory.
Ultimately, there was still a shortage of manpower, and Chang Hao had no choice but to regretfully abandon the plan. His subordinates had it tough too; he couldn't just send people to remote and impoverished areas—that would be inhumane.
Since Hongjun had agreed to Changhao's request to release the six saints, he returned to the main hall and immediately released Jieyin and Zhunti.
Nuwa has gotten used to observing people's brows these days. She casually swept her gaze across the faces of Jieyin and Zhunti. Hmm, rare species from the prehistoric world +2.
Suddenly, Nuwa sensed something was wrong. She looked around the entire hall and almost cried out in despair.
They are saints, yet their lives are dull and monotonous. In terms of comfort, they are not as fortunate as the little demons who seek refuge under the old quasi-saints at the foot of the mountain. At least the little demons' lives are colorful and rich.
The saints in this hall were all of the "pure and flawless" kind. Nuwa lowered her head slightly. The only two men she could hold hands with were Fuxi and Changhao. She was quite tragic.
"I hereby order you all to return, and you must not obstruct the operation of the Heavenly Court. Those who disobey will not be spared." Hongjun was very dissatisfied with the saints in this hall. If it weren't for Chang Hao pleading for them, he wouldn't have wanted to release them at all.
"Yes, disciple will obey your orders."
It seems we'll have to behave ourselves for a while. Jieyin and Zhunti exchanged a glance and both understood what the other was thinking.
Nuwa glanced at the two saints. "Chang Hao did a good job. This is exactly what I wanted. Seeing them suffer makes me happy."
Nuwa was unaware that the batch of innate spiritual treasures beneath the Eight Treasures Merit Pool and the Bodhi Meditation Chamber on Mount Ling were hidden by Rahu, and not owned by Jieyin and Zhunti.
But that didn't stop Nuwa from gloating. She blamed Fuxi's death and breach of trust, as well as Changhao's mistakes, on Jieyin and Zhunti blocking her way. They were both saints, and she couldn't do anything to them. She could only watch their pained and disappointed expressions to make herself feel better.
Hongjun allowed them to leave, and Yuanshi had no choice but to return to Kunlun Mountain with Laozi and Tongtian.
"Brother, I want to move to the Thirty-Third Heaven. What do you think?" Yuanshi asked Laozi.
"You can decide for yourself..." I'm used to it. I'll only be surprised if this younger brother doesn't stay with Chang Hao one day.
"I want to too..." Tongtian thought of the nine 'golden spirits' he had held in Lishan, his eyes shining like stars. He must have pleaded with Chang Hao to agree so that he could take the little golden crow as his disciple.
"No, you don't want to." Laozi's heart skipped a beat when he saw Tongtian's expression. He had already sacrificed one brother; he didn't need to sacrifice another.
"Brother, you're being unfair!" Tongtian accused, sounding quite heartbroken.
"Alright, I'm not biased. Yuanshi, you don't need to go either," Laozi said with a stern face. "During the Great Tribulation, I saw several young Daoist friends at the mountain gate. They had extraordinary backgrounds and showed you great respect and admiration. They even refused to leave when facing life and death, insisting on guarding the mountain gate. I have already decided to take them into your sect. You should go back and recognize your disciples."
Yuanshi glared at Tongtian, thinking, "He's just looking for trouble. Is Tongtian someone who can stay in one place for a long time?"
“Brother, I still need to heal Chang Hao’s injuries,” Yuanshi stared straight at Laozi. “Brother, you should know my…”
Lao Tzu twitched his lips. "Don't make excuses. From Kunlun to the Heavenly Court, you can reach it in an instant."
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