Chapter 464 Little Sun
Jieyin and Zhunti's joy was somewhat diminished, but then they thought, "They can't stop the Great Dao Saints."
"The West obeys the Heavenly Emperor's decree and will surely follow any decree issued by the Heavenly Emperor in the future." Fortunately, it is this master who has become a Great Dao Saint. With his benevolence, the West will only get better and better. If it were someone else, they might not have this luck.
But then he remembered that the West had a spiritual vein, and Jieyin perked up again. "Junior brother, let's go. My fellow disciple and I should also go and find some good seedlings to teach personally."
Jieyin thought of his disciples who died in the Great Tribulation. Although the Heavenly Emperor looked down on them, Jieyin cherished them. However, they had many misfortunes and this was the second time they had died at the hands of the Heavenly Emperor.
Enough of that. Let's go protect the reincarnation of Ran Deng and the others first, and then we can discuss other things.
“Yes, yes, let’s go, senior brother.” Zhunti and Jieyin left hand in hand.
Nuwa also got up to take her leave. She didn't want to stop Chang Hao and his son from catching up. Before leaving, she tossed a box to Chang Hao. "This is a little gift for the human race. Consider it a gesture of kindness from this Holy Mother. Let the human race give them food. From now on, let them do the dirty and tiring work. I'm tired of seeing the human race so exhausted."
What is it?
Chang Hao opened it out of curiosity.
“How ugly! What are these things?” Yuanshi said with a look of disgust. “Nuwa, your taste is getting worse and worse. Look at the model when you see one. Stop making things up on your own and doing random things.”
Chang Hao stared at the external threat that had haunted him for so long, which Hao Tian had held hostage for so long, in the box. With a tremor of his hand, he destroyed it on the spot.
They were indeed hideous, like the Black and White Impermanence, one pitch black and painful to look at, the other deathly pale like a corpse.
"It is indeed very ugly. The world I created cannot tolerate such an ugly thing." Chang Hao glared at Nuwa. Don't even think about secretly throwing such a defective product into his Hongmeng Pearl as a slave. If it gets out of control, it will directly develop into an external threat.
He especially hates Hei Zi. He cannot tolerate such inferior products polluting the pure bloodline of the human race, nor will he protect such people. Only the humans created by the Nine Heavens Breath Soil are the ones he approves of and is willing to protect.
"Where is the white one ugly? It's useful and you still complain. If you complain, why don't you ask if the human race complains?" Nuwa was very unconvinced. Although she didn't use as solid and meticulous materials when creating the race this time as she did when creating the human race, and the merit of the Heavenly Dao was as fine as a hair, it wasn't so bad that it was unbearable to look at, was it?
"If you like, you can make another one and put it in Nuwa's Palace to play with. Anyway, my Hongmeng World will not accept them." The sage's words became law. As soon as Chang Hao said this, even if Nuwa secretly threw such a thing into the Hongmeng Pearl, it would be rejected by the Hongmeng Pearl and eventually be swallowed up by chaos.
Nuwa was speechless. If Nuwa were satisfied, she wouldn't have called him a slave, but instead would have enriched the species of the Hongmeng Pearl for Chang Hao.
Who doesn't know who? Chang Hao knows all too well what kind of saint Nuwa is. If she could accept these two species, she wouldn't have kept them sealed in the box all this time.
"Fine, don't do this 'husband and wife in harmony' act right in front of me." Nuwa's face turned as black as the bottom of a pot. She had created countless obstacles for them, and they were still able to get together. I'm truly impressed.
Husband sings and husband follows. The original heart is sweeter than honey, this description is quite apt.
Chang Hao was easily embarrassed, and his face immediately flushed red after Nuwa's words. "What do you mean by 'husband sings and husband follows'? I really dislike it."
However, Nuwa didn't believe it and glared at Chang Hao, thinking, "That good-for-nothing."
"Your sudden ascension to sainthood has left me unprepared with a congratulatory gift. I will send Yang Chan to deliver the gift to the Heavenly Court another day." Nuwa glanced at Laozi. It was all his fault for blocking his way in the Nuwa Palace and preventing her from doing what she wanted.
"The sentiment is enough; there's no need for any gifts." Chang Hao politely declined, hoping Nuwa wouldn't give him anything unexpected, as he couldn't bear the embarrassment.
Nuwa smiled without saying a word, and glanced at Yuanshi without leaving a trace. Of course, she had to prepare, and she also had to secretly give it to Xiao Shi. Xiao Shi was a Great Dao Saint, so how could he possibly suffer a loss?
Nuwa returned to the Nuwa Palace with great confidence and enthusiasm, vowing to give Xiao Shi something to broaden his horizons. She couldn't get back at Yuanshi, so having Xiao Shi help her get back at him in the realm of lovemaking was a good idea.
Nuwa was happy to do anything that would make Yuanshi suffer a setback.
"Chang Hao, Nuwa is plotting against me." No matter how well Nuwa sees things, once she does, with Yuanshi's current strength—ranking third in the prehistoric world after Chang Hao and Daozu—no one can escape her perception, except for Chang Hao.
"You can return it yourself," Chang Hao said without looking up. He believed that the one who started the trouble was the one who was wronged, and Yuan Shi didn't need to wrong himself because of him.
Laozi couldn't listen anymore, feeling his spirit was being tormented. "I will leave for a while. After settling my junior disciples who have not yet been conferred as gods, I will take the younger generation who are fortunate enough to be listed in the physical realm directly to the Conferred God Platform in Xiqi."
The Investiture of the Gods is just a formality; whether one is physically listed or not is irrelevant. It's just for the sake of saving face for both sides, so it's better for everyone to be present.
Looking at his fellow disciples standing behind him and Yuanshi, whose three flowers on their heads had been tragically killed by Chang Hao, he noticed that they were all in high spirits and showed no signs of weakness, which was the best thing that could happen.
Having survived this ordeal without losing their will, and aided by rare and precious materials, their cultivation will soon surpass that of the past. Moreover, Laozi has accumulated a considerable amount of elixirs, which is a blessing for his disciples.
"Brother, please do as you please," Yuanshi was more than happy to agree. In his eyes, everyone was an obstacle to his plans, and he wished that they would all leave so that he could coax Chang Hao to take out the Investiture of the Gods again and cross Tongtian out.
Although the Investiture of the Gods cannot be changed once it is written on it, it is only a matter of lifting a finger for a Great Dao Saint, and even for a master, it is not difficult to change it.
"Wait, leave my nine older brothers behind," Chang Hao suddenly said. "I have other plans for my nine older brothers."
The nine second-generation golden crows all bristled and stared straight at Xiao Shi. Bo Li nervously offered his opinion on Xiao Shi's behalf: "Xiao Shi, how can your older brothers help you?"
Guang Chengzi's face twisted in disbelief. It really was... the Tenth Prince.
Guang Chengzi could hardly look his master in the eye anymore. Ever since they arrived in the mortal realm, his master had been constantly redefining the disciples' understanding of him; the world had turned upside down.
Chang Hao looked down at his nine innocent and adorable older brothers and gave them a kind smile. "Your little brother just created a world. From now on, you can take turns being little suns in the world he created, carrying that world around the primordial world, okay?"
The nine golden crows looked at each other in bewilderment. Boli spoke up on their behalf, saying, "Brother, we won't be shot down again, will we?" They had a history of almost being shot to death and were terrified of the heavens.
"No, the Hongmeng Realm and the Primordial World complement each other and form their own world. Anyone who goes to the Hongmeng Realm without permission will be immediately eliminated by the Hongmeng Realm." Chang Hao reassured them. "This matter is of great merit. There are nine of you, so you can take turns. If you want to rest occasionally or want to reunite with your family, you can put the Sun Pearl back. It won't be too tiring."
Although there are the Sun and Moon Pearls, how can the Sun Pearl compare to the real Golden Crow? Based on Chang Hao's experience in the previous cycle, once the Sun Pearl is used instead of the Golden Crow, the world will experience years of disaster.
It is still the little golden crow that can ensure favorable weather and abundant harvests to the greatest extent possible.
In fact, Chang Hao could have simply used his clone to hang up there; who would complain about accumulating more merit?
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