Chapter 311 Losing Face
"Chase..." Yaochi glared at Bai Ze, saying nothing sarcastic words, "Taibai, the troops you lead will stay and guard the battlefield to ensure that no member of the Wu tribe escapes."
"Taibai obeys." Bai Ze knew this would happen.
"Guards, pursue him!" Yaochi, who hated evil as if it were her enemy, had no intention of letting Xing Tian, who dared to insult the heavens and his senior brother, get away with it.
Xing Tian was sent flying by Yaochi. At first, he was very indignant, but after landing, he was only seriously injured and had some minor cuts and bruises.
With his brothers all captured, he had no intention of escaping alone. Xing Tian looked up at the sky and knew perfectly well which way the Southern Heavenly Gate faced.
Xing Tian turned and headed towards the South Heavenly Gate. Since he was doomed, he might as well make a big scene.
The whole world knows about this, exposing the hypocritical face of the Heavenly Court and letting the entire prehistoric world see what kind of people the Heavenly Court is, and what kind of people the current Heavenly Emperor is.
Feilian leaned against the towering stone pillar of the South Heavenly Gate and dozed off. He guarded the South Heavenly Gate every day, but when would it end? "Make meritorious contributions, make meritorious contributions, make meritorious contributions..." Feilian was now chanting these two words in his dreams.
"Alright, stop reading, it's too noisy. Guarding the South Gate, where are you going to make a name for yourself?" Ji Meng said with disdain.
"That's right. Let's save our strength, pick an auspicious day, and plead with Emperor Gouchen to transfer us to Gouchen Palace." Shang Yang pondered who to talk to, and what treasures he had that could sway them.
"Someone has broken into the Heavenly Gate..."
Feilian, Jimeng, and Shangyang jumped up, their eyes shining as they looked in the direction they came from. No matter who was so brave, they thanked his ancestors for eight generations.
Xingtian, wielding his axe and shield, locked onto the three soldiers guarding the South Heavenly Gate, and brought his great axe down...
Unexpectedly, the world turned upside down in an instant. The three soldiers raised their heads and transformed into the three demon saints that Xing Tian was familiar with: Fei Lian, Ji Meng, and Shang Yang...
Feilian, Ji Meng, and Shang Yang pounced on Xing Tian like hungry tigers, their perfect coordination locking him firmly in place. Their eyes gleamed green as they muttered, "Great achievement, great achievement..."
Even though Xing Tian wielded his axe and shield with incredible skill and precision, he was still no match for the great demon. The three former demon saints joined forces and suppressed Xing Tian outside the South Heavenly Gate, binding him tightly to a stone pillar outside the gate.
"You demons are treacherous, cunning, despicable, and shameless. You always resort to these underhanded tricks. You are not human. I will never let you demons get away with this..." Xing Tian cursed.
Feilian immediately covered Xingtian's mouth, saying, "Your cursing is really filthy."
"Hey, come here..." Fei Lian called to a passing junior officer, "Go and inform His Majesty that we've captured a great sorcerer."
By redeeming themselves through meritorious service, they can escape the arduous task of guarding the South Heavenly Gate.
Tianpeng wore a bitter expression and muttered to himself. Although he was dissatisfied, he still went to speak up. There was nothing he could do; although these three were guards of the South Heavenly Gate, he couldn't defeat them.
Upon hearing the news, Chang Hao took a deep breath and miraculously managed to bring him back alive.
Chang Hao was troubled by the problem of how to deal with Xing Tian. On Kunlun Mountain, Yuan Shi was furious and wished he could expel all the good-for-nothings from the ground.
The Golden Immortals knelt on the ground, even alarming Laozi. My second brother was furious. This matter is unlikely to be resolved peacefully.
"You wretched child, tell your grandmaster yourself." Yuanshi waved his sleeve, unwilling to look at his disciple kneeling on the ground any longer. He sat high above, closing his eyes and remaining silent.
Despite his years of strict discipline, these disciples have not made any progress. Since he had already realized something was wrong, he should bring his junior brothers back, even if it meant tying them up.
But those wretched children were asking about divination, which infuriated him.
Laozi glanced at the disheveled Golden Immortals and suddenly noticed that one was missing. "Guang Chengzi, why did only twelve of the thirteen of you return from the mountain?"
"Grand Master Uncle..." Guang Chengzi's eyes were red-rimmed, "Junior Brother Donghua, he..."
“His body is dead and his spirit is gone…” Guang Chengzi prostrated himself on the ground and could not get up.
Ju Liusun's face turned ashen as he took out the Donghua primordial spirit that had been rescued. "Senior Uncle, it was my fault. If I hadn't instigated it, Senior Brother Donghua would not have ended up like this."
Laozi closed his eyes and remained silent, calculating with his fingertips. Although it involved the struggle for the Human Emperor and the chaos of heavenly secrets, Laozi still clearly understood what Donghua had done.
"You are wrong, but the root of the problem lies with Donghua. You have only yourself to blame." Laozi was heartbroken. Although he did not love Donghua as much as Xuandu, he was still one of his only two disciples.
Yuanshi hardened his heart and said, "Brother, it is my fault for not teaching him properly. Since Donghua has lost his life, let Julusun accompany him. I will send him off another day..." and enter the cycle of reincarnation with Donghua.
"Wait..." Laozi stopped Yuanshi, "There's no need for that. How can a senior brother's Dao perish and a junior brother pay with his life?"
"In this way, I will send Donghua into reincarnation, fearing that he will leave behind his grandson. Since Donghua lost his life because of you, I will punish you to protect him after he enters reincarnation, guiding him into the Daoist path, until Donghua attains enlightenment again, at which point you will be freed. Are you willing to accept this punishment?"
"Disciple accepts punishment." Ju Liusun willingly confessed his guilt and accepted the punishment. After the incident, Ju Liusun was already filled with remorse. Even if his master said he would pay with his life, Ju Liusun would not say a word.
"Alas..." Laozi sighed, looking at his kneeling nephew, his heartache evident in his words.
While Donghua's death and the loss of his Dao are major events, the fact that these junior disciples have been afflicted with the calamity of killing is no small matter either.
"Yuanshi, they are all your disciples. You decide what to do." Laozi closed his eyes, utterly exhausted.
"Huanglong, Yuding, Taiyi, Cihang, step forward." Even though Yuanshi was furious, he had to swallow his anger and deal with it.
"Disciple is here..." The four of them were as obedient as quails.
"You guys are quite capable. In such a chaotic scene, you actually managed to refrain from harming anyone." Yuan Shi's eyes were full of coldness.
Unable to discern whether their master was genuinely praising them or mocking them, the four could only remain silent.
"Do you know where you went wrong?" Yuanshi didn't care that these four were using defense as a substitute for offense.
This whole thing was wrong from the start. No matter what the four of them did, what choices they made, or what the outcome was, it was all wrong.
"It is the disciple's fault. The disciple should not have been so hesitant. If something is wrong, one should make a decisive decision. One should not be indecisive, which led to the irreversible situation. Please punish me, Master." Huanglong and the other three bowed their heads to the ground. They were not afflicted by the killing calamity not because they were calm, but because they were lucky enough.
"Go to Qilin Cliff and reflect on your mistakes in seclusion." Yuanshi directly conjured a giant palm and pressed the four remaining disciples under Qilin Cliff.
No, it wasn't just the last survivor. Yuan Shi was just about to feel relieved thinking about his secluded retreat in Antarctica when he remembered Yun Zhongzi, whom he had imprisoned, and his mood worsened.
Yuanshi looked at the kneeling men, his face full of impending storm. "Guangchengzi, what are you doing back here? Since you've brought your fellow disciples into this bloody mess, you should have the ability to solve their problems."
"Please forgive me, Master. I am incompetent. Please calm your anger. I am willing to die. I dare not bring trouble back to the sect." Guang Chengzi said, and then he was about to commit suicide.
Yuanshi was furious and slapped Guangchengzi hard across the face. "Are you awake now?"
“You run away from trouble by dying. How could I have a disciple like you?” Yuanshi said, his face full of disappointment.
"Master..." Guang Chengzi sensed something was wrong. "This disciple knows his mistake. Please, Master, do not expel this disciple from the sect."
"Disciple knows his mistake, please do not expel him from the sect, Master." Puxian and the others were terrified.
"When did I ever say I would expel you from the sect?" Yuan Shi frowned, unable to place any more expectations on these disciples.
The eight people on the ground breathed a sigh of relief. As long as their master still recognized them, that was good.
"Guang Chengzi, now that you've gotten involved in the struggle for the Human Emperor, take these fellow disciples who have been tainted by the killing and go back to the human tribe, take Xuanyuan as your disciple, and help Xuanyuan seize the throne of the Human Emperor."
With things having come to this point, Yuanshi had no choice but to let his disciples give it their all and at least achieve something; otherwise, he would lose face.
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