Chapter 83 Different Thoughts
Di Jun toasted everyone in turn. Even if the crowd wanted to follow the example of the Three Pure Ones and leave as soon as possible, they were still concerned about the current prosperity of the demon race. They had to drink the cup that Di Jun personally offered before leaving, otherwise, wouldn't that be disrespectful to Di Jun and the demon race?
Zhen Yuanzi was restless. Ever since he left Zixiao Palace that day, he had imprisoned Hongyun and forbade her to leave Wuzhuang Temple until she became a saint.
Hongyun was a lively and active person. He knew that keeping Hongyun locked up like this was not a good idea, but Zhen Yuanzi couldn't take the risk. Fortunately, Hongyun was well-behaved this time, which saved Zhen Yuanzi a lot of trouble.
Zhen Yuanzi himself stayed close to Wuzhuang Temple, but Di Jun invited him to the banquet, which he could not refuse. Zhen Yuanzi placed a restriction on Wuzhuang Temple and gave Hongyun a stern warning, thinking that he would go and return quickly.
At the time, he didn't think much of it, but now, looking back, he feels there are problems everywhere. Zhen Yuanzi was restless. How could he have thought everything was foolproof back then?
“Fellow Daoist Zhen Yuanzi,” Di Jun stood before Zhen Yuanzi with a forced smile, “I observe that your mind is elsewhere. Is there something you find difficult to say?”
Zhen Yuanzi looked up and stared directly at Di Jun, a chill running through him. He forced a smile and said, "Nothing else, Demon Emperor, you are overthinking it."
"Please enjoy this fine wine." Di Jun stared at Zhen Yuanzi with a leisurely air. Even if he noticed something, so what? If he rushed back now, he would only have time to collect Hongyun's body.
Hongyun caused Kunpeng to lose his position as a saint in Zixiao Palace. Kunpeng then took action against Hongyun to settle this karmic debt, and even the Heavenly Dao could not say anything about it.
Hopefully, after dealing with the powerful demons who are not convinced by the demon race, Taiyi can leave in time to go to Wuzhuang Temple to oversee the situation. It would be best if he could obtain the Primordial Purple Qi after Hongyun's death, but if not, he should at least destroy it.
In this vast and primordial world, he already has enough people hindering him; he doesn't need a few more untouchable beings.
“Let’s drink together, Demon Emperor,” Zhen Yuanzi said, downing the fine wine in one gulp. “I am in seclusion and cannot stay any longer, so I will take my leave now.”
Zhen Yuanzi was in a state of unease and was determined to rush back, even if it meant offending everyone present.
To Zhen Yuanzi's surprise, Di Jun did not stop him. "Since Fellow Daoist Zhen Yuanzi is so focused on closing his mind, it is inappropriate for me to stay any longer. Fuxi..."
"Your Majesty, please give your orders." Fuxi appeared out of nowhere.
"See Fellow Daoist Zhen Yuanzi off," Di Jun instructed calmly, "make sure he is safely returned to Wuzhuang Temple."
"Fellow Daoist Zhen Yuanzi, please don't be angry. Your coming to the Demon Court has already disgraced the Witch Clan, and you left the banquet early. I was worried that the Witch Clan might have set up an ambush along the way. If you were to suffer this calamity because of attending the banquet, it would be Di Jun's fault." Di Jun explained, which calmed the slightly agitated hearts at the banquet.
Zhen Yuanzi hesitated. Di Jun's explanation was reasonable. Could it be that he really didn't do anything?
Zhen Yuanzi's departure put everyone at ease, and they all began to resign.
Di Jun did not stop them, and watched with a smile as they left. These people did not know that there was a time difference between the Demon Court and the Primordial World, and half a day was more than enough time.
"Stop your smug, cunning face," Chang Hao said as he walked forward unhurriedly. "Your face screams that I'm up to no good. Only the simple-minded cultivators of the Primordial World haven't noticed."
"Likewise, you're not so innocent either." Di Jun never thought he could fool Chang Hao. After all, weren't these schemes and tricks inspired by the lessons Chang Hao had taught him?
"You two, stop competing with each other like little kids, bickering and making a scene, it's so childish." Xihe didn't know why Dijun was targeting Chang Hao, but he got all his fur standing on end, and he wouldn't be satisfied until he pricked him a few times.
“Chang Hao,” Nuwa said solemnly, “come here, I have something to ask you.”
"If it were just like before, there would be no need to say anything more." Chang Hao gently waved his jade fan, exuding an indescribable elegance and charm.
"You've already refused. There won't be another such good thing in the future. Whether it's good or bad, you'll have to bear the consequences yourself." Nuwa's eyes deepened. How could she forget that such a celestial being, regardless of gender, would attract desires to possess it? If her guess was true…
Nuwa looked at Chang Hao with pity in her eyes.
"What kind of riddle are you speaking in?" Chang Hao felt a chill run down his spine, as if Nuwa knew something.
"Want to know?" The more Nuwa examined Chang Hao, the more she felt that her guess was correct. "Bring me a magic weapon in exchange. I think the fan in your hand is quite nice."
Chang Hao gripped the Jade Fan tightly. "This was carefully crafted by a close friend; I cannot give it to you."
Nuwa smiled knowingly: "It was made by Yuanshi, it is indeed very good."
Chang Hao was surprised. "How did you guess?" He carefully examined the Jade Fan. He had been practicing with the Jade Fan for a long time, but he had not found any distinctive marks that Nuwa could recognize at a glance.
Nuwa smiled without saying a word. She would never admit that it was a guess. This discovery was an extremely valuable secret, and since it was a secret, it was naturally meant to be used at a crucial moment.
Thinking that Yuanshi was still confused and hadn't figured things out yet, Nuwa couldn't help but smile. This secret was even more of a weapon at crucial moments. It would be very effective against Yuanshi, and if used well, it would also be very useful against the Three Pure Ones.
After all, even if she becomes a saint, she is still only one person, and she will inevitably be at a disadvantage against the Three Pure Ones.
"Big Brother..." Taiyi was filled with murderous intent, as if he had walked out of a sea of blood, carrying a sky full of killing intent.
Chang Hao frowned. If things continued like this, wouldn't Taiyi be heading down the path of killing to stop killing? If this went wrong, wouldn't he be going to the Demon Realm to keep Rahu company?
"How did it go?" Di Jun hurried to greet him. "Was everything alright? Where's Kunpeng? Why didn't he come back with you?"
"It went very smoothly. Those unruly tribes have temporarily submitted after losing their leaders. It will take more effort, elder brother, to truly win them over," Taiyi reported. "As for Kunpeng, he failed to seize the Primordial Purple Qi and returned to Beiming in a huff. Don't expect to see him anytime soon."
"What happened?" Di Jun pressed.
"Red Cloud self-destructed, and the Primordial Purple Qi was also affected and shattered into countless pieces..." Taiyi hesitated again and again, "It seems to have fallen into the hands of Yuanshi."
Chang Hao was no longer calm and defended Yuan Shi without thinking: "Impossible, someone must have framed us. Yuan Shi and the others all have purple qi, how could they possibly try to steal Hong Yun's primordial purple qi? There's no reason for that."
Even if Yuanshi really took most of it, Chang Hao believed it was just a coincidence rather than a deliberate attempt to kill Hongyun. Given Yuanshi's pride, Chang Hao believed that if Yuanshi truly wanted the Primordial Purple Qi, he would simply make it clear that he had no choice but to hand it over to Hongyun.
Nuwa raised an eyebrow and glanced at Chang Hao seemingly unintentionally. It's hard to say. Yuanshi doesn't need it, but Chang Hao does.
"Could it be someone who has transformed into something?" Di Jun thought more deeply. There were countless people who coveted the Primordial Purple Qi, and the Three Pure Ones were the least likely to make a move.
“It’s not impossible,” Taiichi changed his words, “The thing is…”
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