Chapter 233 I appreciate the good intentions
If Tongtian really succeeds in bringing back a few little golden crows, then he's in real trouble. Wouldn't Chang Hao be demoted in status?
“Your disciples are extraordinary,” Chang Hao recalled, unable to bear looking at them. “You seem to be a strict teacher, but your disciples seem to lack common sense. Go back and let them learn Go, and send them down the mountain to gain experience more often. It will do them no harm.”
In his youthful arrogance, he committed a despicable act. Because he was indignant that the two saints were blocking the gate, preventing the goddess Nuwa from leaving the Nuwa Palace, he offered up the Seven Arrows Book with Nailheads...
He only did it on a whim, never expecting that the members of the Chan Sect would worship Zhao Gongming to death without a second thought...
Chang Hao not only retaliated against the "traitors" of the Jie Sect who quickly switched sides after the demon race's defeat, but he also didn't let the Chan Sect off easy. With this one bow, the Chan Sect's reputation was ruined. It was truly a mess...
Yuanshi suspected he had misheard, "Tongtian, are you spreading rumors?"
Chang Hao is far away in the Heavenly Court, yet he can conclude from a few words that his disciple is brainless. This is outrageous!
"Second Brother, don't slander me. I'm telling the truth. You're just like Master, believing that the master leads you through the door, but the cultivation is up to you. Whether the disciples can succeed depends entirely on themselves." Tongtian was overjoyed. Chang Hao believed him. His words had been answered. This felt great.
Even with the methods his second brother used to teach, the disciples he produced would certainly not be as good as his own. Even if they were to have a friendly spar, Tongtian would still have to remind them not to hurt his second brother's disciples, so as not to damage his second brother's reputation.
"Please stop arguing, gentlemen. Please calm down and allow me to think about this quietly." Chang Hao raised his hand to stop Yuanshi and Tongtian's heated debate. How could he calmly consider the feasibility of this amidst the noise and commotion?
Chang Hao knew, of course, that Tongtian wasn't talking nonsense; on the contrary, he was being extremely straightforward.
“Chang Hao, take your time thinking about it, I’m not in a hurry,” Tongtian said understandingly. “How about I take the little golden crow back to Kunlun and take care of it for you for a few days?”
Once they get to know him better, perhaps they'll be willing to go with him on their own. Tongtian is quite confident about this.
"Then I'll leave it to you." Chang Hao wasn't worried at all. His older brothers were still young, and Tongtian would treat them like precious jewels, never mistreating them in the slightest.
“Chang Hao…” Yuan Shi’s attitude softened. “I really don’t feel good that you always consider my feelings in everything you do.”
Tongtian glared at Yuanshi, saying, "If you don't want to take it, don't ruin his plans. What's wrong with him?"
“I don’t think it’s very good either,” Nuwa said with a half-smile as she stepped onto the jade steps in front of Taiwei Palace, glancing at the plaque above it. “I think the original Taiwei Yuqing Palace sounds better. What do you think, Second Senior Brother?”
"It doesn't matter, Chang Hao can call me whatever he likes." Yuan Shi abandoned his gentle tone, raised all the sharp spikes on his body, and instantly entered battle mode.
Kunpeng's eyelids twitched. These saints were so angry. He could hear them taunting each other from afar. There was a suffocating atmosphere at the door. What should he do? He really wanted to escape.
His pleading gaze fell upon his unscrupulous emperor. The more he knew, the faster he would die. "Your Majesty, please let me go! You still need the Kunpeng, don't you..."
Chang Hao couldn't help but chuckle. He waved to Kunpeng, indicating that he could leave if he wanted. Was he the kind of unscrupulous boss who would let his subordinates suffer in front of saints?
Kunpeng, as if granted a pardon, vanished in a flash...
Chang Hao had a headache. He thought he was still very kind and lenient, and he was strict but lenient in managing his subordinates. Why were these quasi-saints so secretive when they saw him? He wondered what they were imagining. Was he really that scary?
“Chang Hao, you really know how to train people. Look at Kunpeng, he’s as honest as can be,” Nuwa said with a sigh, seemingly talking about Kunpeng but actually looking at Yuanshi with a meaningful look. “I still miss the Kunpeng of the past, with his face full of indignation and sharp edges.”
Nuwa's words were a veiled reference to Yuanshi, mocking his transformation from a wild creature to a domesticated one. She said he used to be arrogant, haughty, and aloof, but now, having fallen in love, he could no longer display that arrogant, haughty, and aloof demeanor.
Yuanshi once again affirmed that he truly hated Nuwa.
"Your Majesty is joking. Kunpeng is loyal and steadfast, an indispensable left and right arm of mine. Its sharp edges are outward, not inward." Chang Hao disagreed. He wasn't a masochist. What would be the point of having sharp edges on him? To stab him?
“Nuwa…” Yuanshi was displeased, but considering that this was the Heavenly Court and that Chang Hao’s reconstruction was not easy, he suppressed his intention to take action. “A sage’s word is his bond. You once promised a great gift, and I sincerely hope that this gift is that you stay away from Chang Hao, the farther the better.”
"Are you sure?" Nuwa's eyes darted around. She decided to call him Little Ten from now on. "Okay, I promise you."
Yuanshi was suspicious; Nuwa's sudden decisiveness made him feel that something was amiss.
Chang Hao gave Si Rong a wink, signaling her to invite Nuwa to sit down. If they continued talking, the feud between Yuanshi and Nuwa would only grow stronger, which would put him in a difficult position.
"This way, Goddess Nuwa..." Si Rong tactfully led Nuwa to a seat, as she couldn't very well let Goddess Nuwa stand at the entrance of Taiwei Palace and speak.
If this continues, won't these people start a full-blown fight at the entrance of Taiwei Palace? Si Rong regretted not retreating with Kunpeng when the mountain lord waved for him to leave.
"You're quite good. Are you interested in coming back to Nuwa Palace with me?" Nuwa then noticed Si Rong, who had been keeping a low profile on the right side. She was quite bold.
The second thing I noticed was Si Rong's fairy dress. The craftsmanship was excellent, and the design was novel. I could even discuss clothing with her. Nuwa was getting tired of the same old styles, and the spirit pearl hadn't been looking its best lately...
"Your Majesty Nuwa is too kind. Si Rong would never presume to do so." Si Rong was joking; she was far from leaving. She was now a capable assistant under Yaochi, managing the daily lives of everyone in the Heavenly Court, and commanding thousands of fairies.
Because of her meticulousness, she also manages the Taiwei Palace inside and outside, and takes care of the mountain lord's food and daily life. Can the Nuwa Palace allow her to realize her great ambitions?
"Si Rong, you can go and do your work." Chang Hao waved Si Rong away. He was short of people and stingy, so Nuwa shouldn't try to take advantage of him. The four maids were Yaochi's right and left arms, and they couldn't afford to lose them.
Besides, with Nuwa no longer having any accomplices, Lingzhuzi will suffer less. They're in the same boat; Nuwa is free now, but Lingzhuzi isn't.
Si Rong hurriedly backed away, realizing that Kunpeng's escape was indeed a wise move.
"Nuwa, you've actually come to dig up people from my head," Chang Hao said, holding a glass cup and thinking about Lingzhuzi and Wudang in Nuwa's palace. He added half-jokingly, "Be careful, or I might come to your Nuwa's palace to dig up people too."
Wu Dang dared not say, but Ling Zhuzi must be eager to leave with him.
"It's alright, it's alright," Nuwa laughed heartily. "Chang Hao, if you need someone, just say so. Although I don't have many capable people in my palace, if you take a liking to someone, I'll offer them up without hesitation."
"Chang Hao, don't take her people. Once I've trained my disciples, I'll have them come and help you," Yuan Shi said, revealing his plan.
Chang Hao remained silent. Forget it, returning the goods would hurt feelings and face. Before he was sure that those lousy disciples had changed, Chang Hao did not want to cause trouble for himself.
"I appreciate your kind offer, but you should manage your Chan Sect first." Chang Hao politely declined Yuanshi Sairen's offer, as he wanted to recover from his injuries and didn't want to suffer internal injuries from anger every day.
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