Chapter 482, the final chapter of the main text.
Chang Hao glanced at Hongjun. As always, seclusion was a very common thing for them.
"Don't think too much about it, I won't cause you any trouble." Hongjun raised his hand and flicked Chang Hao's forehead. "The wine has been drunk, the celebration has been held, I'm going back now."
Chang Hao's eyelids twitched. What do you mean by "won't cause you trouble"?
If Hongjun hadn't said these words, Chang Hao would have thought that Hongjun was really going into seclusion. However, as soon as Hongjun said these words, it was as if 'I'm going to cause trouble' was engraved on his forehead.
Hongjun vowed to descend to the mortal realm to protect him during his tribulation, but what was the result?
If it weren't for his good fortune—his memories were only sealed by the Great Dao up to the time of creation—the Shang Dynasty would have been destroyed by Hongjun long ago. Even if he had the ability to succeed him, he would have been helpless.
"You have a joyous day today, have fun and don't worry about Zixiao Palace." Hongjun was filled with emotion, and the image of the little liar who had just been enlightened by him and dared not speak his anger seemed to reappear before his eyes.
“Okay,” Chang Hao obediently agreed. He would launch a surprise attack on Hongjun later. What was there for Hongjun to hide? There was nothing he couldn’t tell anyone, especially not him.
"I'll return to Zixiao Palace immediately after the banquet. Even if you're in seclusion, knowing I've come will warm your heart... Don't you think so?" Chang Hao deliberately obscured the time.
"Okay." Hongjun smiled, knowing how much Chang Hao worried about him.
Chang Hao understood that Hongjun could accomplish what he needed to do in Zixiao Palace, so he wasn't worried about not being able to find the right person there.
As the golden crow departed its body, a purple jade lotus silently appeared in the chaos...
"Your Majesty..." Bigan appeared quietly, his furtive manner resembling that of a government spy making a rendezvous, "Who is that Celestial Venerable?"
Watching Hongjun's departing figure, Bigan couldn't discern the newcomer's cultivation level, but judging from his sharp eyesight honed over the past few days, this person's status was extraordinary.
"Don't you recognize him?" Chang Hao glanced at Bi Gan with a half-smile. What was this old fox pretending for?
"This is merely a guess." Bi Gan stroked his long beard. How many fathers does His Majesty actually have? This is truly a mess.
"It's just as you think." Chang Hao left Yaochi with these words.
"Truly, he was the late king," Bigan said admiringly, looking at Chang Hao's retreating figure. "It's all thanks to His Majesty's ability to suppress these countless demons and monsters."
Shang Rong nodded. After several days of investigation, the more they learned, the more they feared. The Heavenly Court was a deep and unfathomable place. Fortunately, as long as they did their job well and had His Majesty behind them, they could live in peace.
...Taiwei Palace...
The eight Golden Crow Princes sat upright beside the Primordial Heavenly Venerable, tears welling in their eyes and their expressions blank.
Xiao Shi, what kind of taste do you have? It would be better to find their master than to bring your second senior uncle to your home.
Now look what's happened. Before, they could go back to Heaven to have fun and relax, but now they don't even have that little bit of peace and quiet left.
Oh no, I want to escape, but I can't. I envy the older brother who's basking in the sun right now.
"What are you afraid of?" Di Jun was furious. "Aren't you the most unruly? Why aren't you moving?" Why aren't you causing trouble for Yuanshi Tianzun? You're all bullies in the same nest.
Taiyi couldn't help but chuckle. "Don't be like that. You should be used to it by now." This was the first time his nephews had been so proper in front of them, though their inner thoughts were written all over their faces.
Taiyi shook his head inwardly. His ten nephews had different levels of intelligence, but their minds were all on Xiao Shi.
Kunwu looked at Taiyi with a mournful expression. "Uncle, getting used to something doesn't mean you can accept it calmly."
“Then let’s pretend it never happened,” Xihe said, having already come to terms with it. “Yuanshi Tianzun is still your second senior uncle.”
Zhaoming cautiously glanced at his second senior uncle.
Yuanshi looked over, and Zhaoming shuddered, turning his gaze away and daring not to look again. No matter how many times he looked, the oppressive aura remained, and the more he looked, the more frightened he became. Xiao Shi was truly powerful.
"Sorry to keep you waiting." Chang Hao's voice preceded his arrival.
"Xiao Shi, you're here." Xi He reached out and beckoned Chang Hao to come to his side.
Chang Hao immediately spotted Yuan Shi sitting next to his brothers, suppressing the Demon King. He glanced at Xi He, who was speaking with righteous indignation. This was the best thing about Yuan Shi.
Yuanshi looked up and smiled at Chang Hao. He then lowered his eyes and quietly poured Chang Hao a cup of Emperor's Wine.
Chang Hao sat down, took the glass cup handed to him by Yuanshi, and drank it all in one gulp.
Tongtian hurriedly followed, unusually well-behaved and obedient.
"We're all family, just say what you want to do." Chang Hao raised an eyebrow. It seemed that Tongtian had suffered enough, but he wondered how long he would behave himself.
"My magical treasure..." Tongtian said with a sullen face, trying to get Chang Hao to return it to him.
Chang Hao smiled and tossed the Qingping Sword to Tongtian. It wouldn't be right for him to hold onto Tongtian's self-corpse vessel.
Tongtian retrieved the Qingping Sword and continued to stare intently at Chang Hao, "What else?"
His precious Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation hasn't returned yet.
"Once a magical treasure is in my hands, I never take it out easily." To get something from Chang Hao, you have to consider who you are and his mood.
Without any magical treasures, Tongtian looked obedient and pleasing to the eye, and Chang Hao, with his wicked intentions, wanted to take a closer look.
Tongtian looked to his elder brother for help, but Laozi kept his head down. He had warned Tongtian long ago that taking on disciples indiscriminately was the source of trouble, but Tongtian did not listen and was now reaping what he sowed.
Tongtian's gaze fell on his second brother.
Yuanshi remained calm and undisturbed, refilling Chang Hao's cup without even raising his head, letting Tongtian watch him. It was impossible for him to feel guilty, let alone speak well of Tongtian.
Yuanshi was overjoyed that Tongtian couldn't retrieve the Four Swords of Zhuxian.
Tongtian couldn't hide his murderous intent in his eyes. His second brother had done something terrible—pulling his disciples all onto the Reincarnation Platform—and he was still pretending to be innocent.
"Chang Hao, please give it back to me. That's my favorite spiritual treasure. Please, have some mercy." Tongtian bowed deeply.
"You gave Duobao the Golden Lotus of Merit, so I can't be of lower status than Duobao, can I?" Tongtian's eyes were full of hope. If it were true, he would cry.
"Duobao went to the West with a mission and gave a perfect answer. The Golden Lotus of Merit is the reward. Besides, Duobao didn't take it for himself. Why don't you see that the West is already full of Golden Lotuses?" Chang Hao and Duobao joined forces to directly take back the West that had been lingering outside.
In the West, Duobao successfully sidelined the two saints. Duobao obeyed him and received the great favor of the Golden Lotus of Merit, which meant that the West was directly under the command of the Heavenly Emperor.
"The twelve-petaled golden lotus of merit has been transformed by Duobao into a symbol of 'Buddha,' and in the future, everyone will have a lotus platform. Duobao is so capable; he has saved you so much trouble." The more Yuanshi thought of Duobao, the more he wanted to beat Tongtian up.
通天抗揍，常昊深知揍一顿对通天不痛不痒，只有把持着通天的心爱之物，通天才会真的去反思。
"Be good, I'll give it back to you sooner or later." Chang Hao patted Tongtian on the shoulder. "What did you do wrong outside Chaoge City? Remember to hand over a letter of repentance. I'll give it back to you once I'm satisfied with it."
The repentance letter, which struck fear into the hearts of all of Kunlun, caused the Golden Crows to grieve, as they too were tormented by it.
"Chang Hao, you've really gone astray. You're learning bad things instead of good ones," Tongtian complained, but Chang Hao just wouldn't listen.
"Who did I learn from?" Chang Hao asked, puzzled.
"My second brother, he loves to punish the younger generation by making them write letters of repentance." Tongtian added another mark to Yuanshi's record. He never dreamed that he would one day experience the punishment of the younger generation. How should he write it?
Chang Hao glanced at Yuan Shi, who smiled and said, "I learned from you, and it works quite well." Especially when paired with the Haotian Mirror.
The case is solved! The Golden Crows stared at Xiao Shi in disbelief. Their suffering was caused by Xiao Shi. Xiao Shi, you have no heart, how could you do this?
Chang Hao touched his nose. "This letter of repentance is so useful."
The golden crows surrounded him, each hurling insults at Chang Hao, while a tender atmosphere filled the Taiwei Palace...
In the Purple Cloud Palace, Hongjun remained calm and composed. The world was fleeting and time was but a passing moment. Scenes from the past passed through his sea of consciousness. His fingertips shimmered with light as he carefully selected fragments of memory and condensed them into spiritual pearls, each one a memory he grieved deeply for.
To openly return to the past is to find that there is an even greater path above the Heavenly Dao, and the constraints of rules will only increase, not decrease. A single move can affect the whole situation. If one remains trapped in the Purple Cloud Palace, then the return will be in vain. Hopefully, the person from the past will receive his memory fragments soon.
Space-time was distorted in Zixiao Palace, and the Spirit Pearl was thrown in by Hongjun...
Suddenly, the distorted spacetime returned to calm, and a small hand pressed down on Hongjun's well-defined hand.
"Hongjun, what are you doing?" Chang Hao pulled Hongjun's hand towards him, still feeling lingering fear.
Hongjun was caught red-handed by Chang Hao while he was secretly doing something bad, and he froze completely.
Chang Hao held onto Hongjun's large hand tightly with both of his small hands. "Alright, I won't ask anymore. Can you change your ways in the future? You said you wouldn't disappear."
"Alright, I won't leave." The spirit pearl that hadn't been thrown into his palm vanished into nothingness. Hongjun used his primordial power to conceal his true intentions. In short, he couldn't let Chang Hao know that it wasn't him who wanted to enter the time tunnel, and that one of the spirit pearls had successfully entered the time tunnel.
He will secretly cause trouble again when he has the chance in the future. Whether he can rewrite history or not, Hongjun does not know and leaves it entirely to fate.
"You write me a guarantee," Chang Hao insisted.
"Alright, I'll write it as you wish." Hongjun pinched Chang Hao's cheek. Luckily, Chang Hao's Golden Crow Body was still that of a child; once he grew up, he wouldn't be able to pinch it anymore...
How fortunate to have such a person...
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