Chapter 151 After beating the young one, the old one came.
"Yaochi is feeling a bit bored in Lishan, so I suggested she come to Kunlun for some fun." Chang Hao still felt sorry for Duobao.
The four maids of Lishan have also been trained and are indispensable to Yaochi. Everything is proceeding in an orderly manner without major changes. Yaochi is full of energy. He had complained to him about being bored before. Let Yaochi experience it, and she won't be so restless.
Duobao was overjoyed, but then remembered that this was Kunlun. "Mountain Lord, although I really want Yaochi to help me, would that be inappropriate?"
“You’ll have to ask your dear master, Lingbao Tianzun,” Chang Hao sneered. “Disciples are meant to be pampered. Ask your master if he feels sorry for you.”
"I'm heartbroken," Tongtian said, barely suppressing his guilt as Chang Hao discovered his presence. "Duobao, just bear with it a little longer. A capable junior brother will come along."
"Thank you, Master." Duobao had no expectations at all. He had been looking forward to his junior brother for so long, but he turned out like that. Who knew what kind of oddball the next one would be?
Now, Duobao can only pin his hopes on his reliable second uncle, who can find a good disciple that everyone can be happy with.
"Chang Hao just said he'd send Yaochi to Kunlun to 'play,' and I'm extremely happy to do so. I'd like Yaochi to treat Kunlun as her own home and have no taboos." Everyone cherishes their own disciple. Although Tongtian wouldn't take on the responsibility willingly, that didn't stop him from feeling sorry for her.
Otherwise, I wouldn't have kept saying nice things to Duobao to comfort him.
"Duobao, why don't you set off for Lishan right now and personally invite Yaochi to Kunlun as a guest?" Tongtian made the decision immediately. "Master guarantees that the next junior brother or sister will definitely be extraordinary."
"Go, Duobao... hurry up and go..."
With his master urging him on, Duobao immediately headed to Lishan. Even if the sky fell, his master would hold it up, and there were no secrets or important matters in Kunlun.
"What are you going to do?" Chang Hao's face was ashen, and he didn't think anything good was going to happen. Otherwise, why would he urge Duobao to leave?
"Good Chang Hao, don't be angry. Even saints can be confused sometimes," Tongtian said, swallowing his pride in order to borrow the Black Lotus of Annihilation.
"I was careless in the past and accidentally exhausted Duobao. I will never again push all the affairs onto Duobao." Tongtian made a self-criticism.
"I'm afraid your words are just sweet talk, a fleeting illusion that repeats itself. I only need to observe this moment to know what happened in the past. You must have been deceiving Duobao in the same way." Chang Hao was different from Duobao; he had heard too many sweet words and was already immune to them.
They also tried to appease him, and even 'Haotian,' who was once disguised as a system, was confused. Tongtian's level of skill was really not worth mentioning.
"Duobao also has his own back mountain. He's stubborn, but you can't ignore his needs. In the primordial world, cultivation is paramount. If you put the cart before the horse, what will become of Duobao in the future?" Chang Hao was furious.
"You once told me that he was a rare treasure and asked me to take him as your disciple. Is this how you treat your beloved disciple? If he were not your beloved disciple, would you have let him fend for himself, like wild grass growing wildly in the wilderness?"
"Don't worry, there won't be a next time. Once my second brother takes on a disciple, things will definitely turn around. From now on, Duobao will only need to take care of the Jie Sect. I'll go talk to my eldest brother right away. Xuandu has entered the sect and will also need to shoulder his responsibilities."
Chang Hao hesitated, trying to determine how much of what Tongtian said was true and how much was false.
Seeing that he had apologized sincerely, he figured the time was about right.
"Chang Hao, how about I borrow the World-Destroying Black Lotus to play with?" Tongtian thought for a moment and wondered if he had any magical treasures that he could temporarily exchange with Chang Hao. "If you're willing, I'll lend you the Qingping Sword to play with, and I can even help you borrow my eldest brother's Taiyi Whisk. If you also take my second brother's Three Treasures Jade Ruyi, you can restore the splendor of the White Lotus. Would you like to see the Twenty-Four Petals of the Pure World White Lotus?"
Chang Hao smiled and patted Tongtian on the shoulder, as if Tongtian were a beggar offering a meal.
"How is it?" Tongtian only regretted that although he had many magical treasures, there were still too few that were presentable.
“I can lend you the Black Lotus of Annihilation, and I don’t need you to go to great lengths to recreate the White Lotus of Purification as collateral,” Chang Hao thought for a moment, since he didn’t lack anything. “In this way, consider it a promise you owe me. If needed, you must help me fulfill it, even if it means going to heaven or hell.”
"Just one promise from me? Really just one?" Tongtian looked like he'd gotten a great deal; what kind of request was that?
"Not enough? Then I'll change it to three." Chang Hao raised an eyebrow. He was only lending out the black lotus, not giving it to Tongtian.
"I don't mind, I don't mind," Tongtian wasn't stupid. He held the black lotus as if it were a treasure. "What a pity, what a pity. I really want to snatch the Golden Lotus of Merit from Zhunti and Jieyin. If the Golden Lotus of Merit were mine, I could exchange it with you, Chang Hao, for the Black Lotus of Annihilation."
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In the Chaos Nuwa Palace, Nuwa had recovered somewhat and was once again a sage of impeccable manners, showing no trace of the disheveled state she had displayed that day.
Just as they were getting ready to retrieve the red embroidered ball, they received a divine decree from the Dao Ancestor and hurriedly headed to the Purple Cloud Palace.
"Greetings, Master." Nuwa dared not breathe, wondering why the Dao Ancestor Hongjun had summoned her.
"Sit down." As soon as Hongjun finished speaking, a futon appeared near Nuwa.
Nuwa sat down as instructed, feeling even more uneasy. She had once thought Hongjun was unfathomable, and this feeling had not only not disappeared after she became a saint, but had intensified. She smiled bitterly to herself, thinking that indeed, the more ignorant one is, the less afraid one is.
“You have a pot called ‘Demon Refining’.” Hongjun’s calm gaze was fixed on Nuwa, not as if he were asking for a treasure, but as if he were giving her a handout.
"Yes, this is the Demon Refining Pot." Nuwa dared not keep it a secret, so she took out the Demon Refining Pot and respectfully presented it to Hongjun.
"Very well, the Demon Refining Pot will remain with me for now. Do you have any objections?" Hongjun put away the Demon Refining Pot, only then remembering that he needed to ask his master's opinion.
"I wouldn't dare. I would be more than grateful to Master for the Demon Refining Pot." Nuwa lowered her head meekly. She didn't dare to refuse, for she wouldn't be able to leave Zixiao Palace today.
"Very well, take this pill now, and I will explain everything to you later." Hongjun didn't even raise his eyes, and a pill hovered in the air in front of Nuwa.
Nuwa took the elixir as instructed, and was already drenched in sweat, feeling as if she was about to die here.
She could refuse to eat it, haha, would she dare?
"This is the Saint-Slaying Pill..."
'Boom...' Nuwa's face turned pale, her heart pounded with fear. 'Master...' she cried, her teeth chattering. 'I beg you, Master, to forgive my mistake and show mercy. Considering how difficult it was for me to become a saint, please be lenient.'
Why would there be such a deadly weapon as the Saint-Destroying Pill in the world? What happened to the idea that saints are immortal?
Hongjun was furious. He had only achieved Dao Integration, not died. "This is just a minor punishment to serve as a warning. As long as I do not activate the Fallen Saint Pill, his Saint Body will be fine. If he dares to have any more schemes against Chang Hao, don't blame me for being ruthless."
It's a classic case of beating the young one, and then the old one comes along.
Nuwa was in a terrible predicament; her father, Pangu, was begging for help…
“I know you intend to go and retrieve the red embroidered ball…”
Nuwa was on the verge of tears. Had she known this day would come, she would have preferred not to have taken the red embroidered ball!
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