Chapter 59 Di Jun's Obstruction
Chang Hao had heard a little about what Di Jun and Tai Yi had been up to lately regarding the demon race, and he also knew exactly where their base was.
After settling Yuanshi a thousand miles away, Chang Hao soon appeared at the demon race's base.
"Halt! Who goes there?" The little demons guarding the gate stopped the newcomers tremblingly. Were they going to die here today?
If you don't stop them, you'll be dead if the leader blames you later.
"Please go and inform your leader that Chang Hao has come to visit." Chang Hao smiled, appearing gentle and refined.
Yuanshi, who was secretly spying with the Haotian Mirror, was secretly dissatisfied. He pursed his lips and thought that Chang Hao was too soft-hearted. This was not good, as he was easily manipulated.
"Okay, please wait a moment. Let's find a place to sit down first. There's a stone table over there." The little demon was dazed. He had never seen such a powerful being treat him so kindly in his entire life.
It has to be said that in the primordial world, where the strong prey on the weak, even being treated normally is a source of great surprise.
"Alright, I'll trouble you to make the trip." Chang Hao followed the direction the little demon pointed and was indeed going there to wait. As the saying goes, no one visits a temple without a reason. Since he needed something from the other party, he had to lower his posture and was prepared to be made difficult by Di Jun.
“Chang Hao,” Fuxi hurriedly stepped out, “Why did you suddenly come here? I didn’t quite believe it when the little demon told me. Why are you really waiting here? Come in with me quickly.”
Chang Hao glanced behind Fuxi, unable to hide his disappointment, "Fuxi, you came alone, where is Taiyi?"
Chang Hao knew perfectly well that if Taiyi were here, he would definitely come out to greet him.
Fuxi paused slightly, his brows furrowing. "You're here to see Taiyi, not Dijun?"
“Yes,” Chang Hao nodded, “I’ve come to borrow the treasure from him.”
"This is troublesome," Fuxi said, feeling quite troubled. "What is your relationship with Dijun?"
Chang Hao was silent for a few seconds, then said, "Not so much." The phrase "mutual loathing" seemed tailor-made for him and Di Jun.
How could Fuxi not hear the insincerity in his words?
Fuxi turned to the side and quickly said, "Taiyi was secretly sent out by Dijun on an errand and has not returned yet."
Chang Hao paused slightly, as if he were about to turn around and leave, but then he remembered Yuan Shi, who was waiting anxiously a thousand miles away, and held back.
"Chang Hao, I have something to do. Go in by yourself and talk to Di Jun properly. Don't fight." Fu Xi realized that something was wrong and made a lame excuse to leave. He still went to call Xi He or Nuwa. They were friends, and it was not a good omen for them to have a falling out.
"I understand, don't worry, there won't be a fight." Chang Hao smiled wryly. Times have changed, how could he dare to do that?
"What a rare guest..." Di Jun pushed aside a table of official documents, crossed his arms, and stared at Chang Hao, who had just entered the room, with a leisurely air.
Fuxi, who hadn't gone far, moved even faster. The anger in Dijun's words was no ordinary sign of discord.
Yuan Shi, thousands of miles away, was petty again. Even though his memories were sealed, Di Jun was once again on his blacklist.
"Where is Taiyi?" Although Chang Hao was asking for a favor, he did not lower himself. "I came to find Taiyi, not you."
“I probably knew you were here to see Taiyi,” Dijun said knowingly. “Speak, what do you want with Taiyi?”
"Let me tell you, no one knows Taiyi's whereabouts except me. If you don't want to talk about it, then please leave," Di Jun added impatiently, afraid that Chang Hao wouldn't tell him.
That's not actually the case; Xihe also knew where Taiyi was.
"I'll borrow from him..." Chang Hao hadn't finished speaking when Di Jun added, "The Chaos Bell."
“That’s right, I’ve come to borrow the Chaos Bell.” Chang Hao didn’t waste any words and readily admitted, “I’m willing to use a Primordial Spiritual Treasure as the price for borrowing the Chaos Bell.”
Di Jun snorted coldly, walked around the table, and approached Chang Hao step by step. "The Chaos Bell is a treasure of heaven and earth, and I will never lend it to outsiders. Outsiders should know their place. Don't blame me for turning my back on you if you bring shame upon yourself."
Di Jun approached with high spirits, pointing his index and middle fingers at Chang Hao, practically writing the word "outsider" on Chang Hao's forehead.
Chang Hao brushed aside Di Jun's aggressive fingers, "Why call me an outsider? I don't know who an outsider is, but Taiyi and I are sworn brothers, our bond is different from ordinary people. When we meet, we share a deep affection, and he would never refuse."
“Even sharp tongues are useless. How can outsiders become our own? I said I wouldn’t lend it, and I mean it,” Di Jun just wanted to get rid of Chang Hao as soon as possible. “It’s easy to lend out the Chaos Bell, but it’s hard to get it back. It’s Taiyi’s natal magic weapon and cannot be touched by outsiders. How could I hand its life over to you?”
“Outsiders can become our own people. One day, when the world turns upside down, you and I can become one family,” Chang Hao said confidently. The clues were already clear. He might be a descendant of a descendant of Taiyi. “Why do you have to act like a villain? A hideous face is the ugliest thing. It will be hard to explain to Taiyi afterward.”
Di Jun was quite surprised to see Chang Hao's confident expression. What kind of bad luck must he have gotten himself into to become family with Chang Hao?
Fearing that Chang Hao would ask to become Taiyi's third brother, Dijun urged him to leave, saying, "Eloquent words are useless. I, Taiyi, have not been bewitched by you. Go away and see for yourself. In the entire prehistoric world, who has the face to ask to borrow a cultivator's natal magic weapon that they have painstakingly nurtured?"
Di Jun refused to admit that he only sent people away because he couldn't beat Chang Hao.
Chang Hao felt his sore spot had been hit, and his face burned with embarrassment. He knew he was in the wrong, so let him be ridiculed; he would just have to hold on until Taiyi returned.
"Why did you sit down?" Di Jun was originally full of pride. He knew that Chang Hao was arrogant and would not be able to stand being provoked. Normally, he should not have turned around and left. Who knew that Chang Hao would actually sit down.
"Are you determined not to leave?" Di Jun suddenly felt a sense of unease; it seemed that Chang Hao's predicament was no small matter.
"I told you, I'm looking for Taiyi, not you," Chang Hao bluffed, his words lacking conviction but brimming with confidence. "If I walk out of here today, I'll make sure Taiyi comes to collect my corpse someday." If the seal on the Primordial True Spirit isn't broken, he will face the pursuit of Laozi Tongtian.
He's going to die sooner or later anyway. He doesn't have the face to hide in Zixiao Palace. He'd rather die outside.
"No, you have to leave, leave now," Di Jun said, taking three steps at a time, grabbing Chang Hao's sleeve and trying to drag him out. "If you want to die, choose somewhere else. Don't die here and bring bad luck."
Chang Hao remained unmoved, and after several attempts, Di Jun had no choice but to accept the fact that he could not send the person away.
"How can you be so shameless, trying to force me?" Di Jun was so angry that he jumped up and down. Normally, shouldn't Chang Hao have been driven away by anger by now?
"Don't pull me, I'll run to the Sun Star if we leave here..." Chang Hao didn't hold back either. This Di Jun was as petty as a pinhead.
"Di Jun!!!" Xi He laughed in anger as soon as she entered the door. These two were rare great powers in the prehistoric world. What kind of behavior was this, pushing and shoving each other like this?
Di Jun and Chang Hao both focused their attention on the sleeves that were being pulled haphazardly, then simultaneously released each other, turned their backs to tidy their appearance, and soon Chang Hao regained his elegant, noble, and refined demeanor.
"You are the Fellow Daoist Chang Hao that Taiyi often mentions?" Upon seeing Chang Hao, Xihe felt a unique sense of warmth, like a long-awaited reunion.
She couldn't help but take Chang Hao's hands in hers, scrutinizing his face and figure, as if she couldn't get enough of looking at him.
“Xihe…” Now it was Dijun’s turn to have a dark expression. They were being affectionate in front of him. Was he dead?
"What are you yelling for? Can't you see I'm busy?" Xihe glared at Dijun, thinking she'd settle accounts with him later. She could hear those words from afar, and they were really nasty. Only Chang Hao had a good temper; if it were Chang Xi, they would have started a fight long ago.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com