Chapter 254 Fate is Like a Knife
"Your master has gone into seclusion, but it's alright. What he knows, I also know. I will teach you the Jade Purity Heart Method." Laozi almost couldn't hold back. Did he have to be so honest and straightforward? Even if he knew the truth, he should have pretended to be confused.
"And you also urgently need to go into seclusion. You should know that you have powerful enemies outside. Zhen Yuanzi only managed to bring you back with great difficulty. So please don't make him worry anymore, okay?" Laozi stroked his long beard. Although there was the Investiture of the Gods, Yun Zhongzi wouldn't die even if he wanted to cause trouble, but it was still a headache.
Upon hearing Zhen Yuanzi's name, Yun Zhongzi fell silent and suddenly asked, "I wonder how Zhen Yuanzi managed to save me?" He must have paid a heavy price.
"I don't know about that, you can ask him yourself later." Laozi thought about what else Zhen Yuanzi could offer Chang Hao, and it turned out to be either the Earth Book or the Ginseng Fruit Tree.
"This is your natal magic weapon," Laozi said, taking out Yun Zhongzi's Nine-Nine Soul-Scattering Gourd and returning it to him. "Do you still want to use it as your natal magic weapon?"
“Use it,” Yun Zhongzi said, taking the Nine-Nine Soul-Scattering Gourd. Suddenly, the thought of Zhen Yuanzi’s efforts in crafting the gourd for him flashed through his mind. “Can’t I really go to Zhen Yuanzi?”
"Alright, my master will send someone to invite Zhen Yuanzi to Kunlun to discuss the Dao." Laozi sighed, knowing that he wouldn't be at ease unless Yun Zhongzi met Zhen Yuanzi.
"Thank you, Senior Uncle." Yun Zhongzi felt much more at ease. He had finally managed to call him Senior Uncle, so staying in Kunlun Mountain was still a good option.
When he meets Zhen Yuanzi, he must find out who forced him to self-destruct. He doesn't believe anyone except Zhen Yuanzi.
Every wrong has its perpetrator, and every debt its debtor. Yun Zhongzi never lets go of any enemy who harbors murderous intent towards him. Judging from his requirements for his natal magic weapon, the Nine-Nine Soul-Scattering Gourd, Yun Zhongzi is a ruthless person in disguise...
While in seclusion, Zhunti was sweating profusely, restless and unable to continue his seclusion. He thought there was something wrong with his state of mind, so he silently recited the Heart Sutra and questioned his conscience, but he became more and more agitated.
“No…” Zhunti’s heart pounded with fear. This feeling was quite familiar; it was back when… Hongyun was alive.
Zhunti cursed under his breath, "Damn it..." He quickly did some calculations, his eyes widening. Not only had Hongyun come back to life, but he had also been given a golden touch, becoming a second-generation disciple of the Chan Sect.
Given the petty nature of Yuanshi Tianzun, killing his disciple would require careful planning to prevent any leaks.
Zhunti urgently left the pass to consult with Jieyin: Who exactly brought Hongyun back from the dead? Why is there so much trouble? Can't stand to see him doing well?
But Jieyin looked solemn, staring at the starry sky with a worried expression.
"Senior brother...?" Zhunti had never seen his senior brother with such a serious expression.
“Junior brother…it seems you can’t continue your seclusion,” Jieyin sighed. “Hongyun has come back to life.” This was truly devastating news for them.
"I know Hongyun has come back to life. That's why I was just about to go out and see him off one last time. This time, I'll be ruthless and decisive." Zhunti's killing intent was palpable. The karmic debt of a sainthood was something Zhunti couldn't repay anyway; the only way to settle the debt was through death.
Jieyin raised his hand and patted Zhunti on the back of the head. "If it were that simple, would I be so worried?"
If they could kill him, Jieyin wouldn't have had that solemn expression that Zhunti had just seen. They would have to shoulder this debt once again.
Zhunti rubbed the back of his head, his mind buzzing. Did his senior brother have to be so ruthless? He was calculating, knowing that a slight error could lead to a huge mistake.
“Then Hongyun can’t be killed…” Jieyin sighed again, one hand behind his back. “Fate is like a knife.”
"I don't know what method Zhen Yuanzi used to revive Hongyun, but Hongyun actually has a tiny connection with the Heavenly Dao. With this connection, no matter how many times we kill Hongyun, the Heavenly Dao can still revive Hongyun's true spirit through this connection."
This time, the worries of those who received the guidance were truly as numerous as the stars in the sky.
Zhunti had also foreseen this point, and his face turned ashen. "What should we do? With such a great karmic consequence, how can our West be revived?"
"Now, we can only take it one step at a time, and lay a solid foundation in the West before we can plan for anything else. We must not clash with Kunlun, Nuwa Palace, or the Heavenly Court again. As for the Three Sovereigns, let's just give up..." Jieyin directly changed direction. Only when the West is deeply rooted and flourishing can we move eastward. Otherwise, it will all be just a mirage.
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Chang Hao held a pile of various jade bottles, recounting how he came to be there and how Hongjun sent him back to Taiwei Palace. His mind was filled with Hongjun's earnest teachings. He understood them all. He wouldn't casually take other people's spiritual treasures. He was just teasing Tongtian back then, but Hongjun didn't believe him.
Just because you think Chang Hao is naive and easily fooled? Hongjun, have you forgotten how he once completely deceived you? Or is it selective amnesia?
Fortunately, after much persuasion, Hongjun finally agreed that he would not look at anything inside the palace, which was better than nothing.
It's only because Chang Hao has a good temper and likes and enjoys Hongjun's selfless care that he would have made a huge fuss with Hongjun.
"My little ten is back!" Nuwa had been waiting for a long time in the Taiwei Palace and was finally able to welcome him back. "Where did you go? I've been waiting for you for so long."
"Your Majesty..." Kunpeng's lips curled into a bitter smile. Damn Bai Ze, every time Nuwa came, he would slip away and leave him to suffer alone. He blamed Bai Ze for not being tactful enough.
"You've worked hard," Chang Hao glanced at Kunpeng's haggard appearance without leaving a trace, and tossed a bead to Kunpeng as compensation for Kunpeng's work injury, since the Empress was not easy to deal with.
Kunpeng looked closely and saw that the Forbidden-Breaking Pearl, although it was of low grade, was still a Primordial Spiritual Treasure. It had been a long time since the creation of the world, and Primordial Spiritual Treasures had been almost completely divided up. It was already good to have one.
"Thank you, Your Majesty..." Kunpeng was quite happy. He felt that he could do more dirty and tiring work for His Majesty, so he was not in a hurry to leave.
What does it matter how difficult Nuwa is to deal with? If His Majesty could slowly bestow those twenty-four Sea-Stabilizing Pearls upon him one by one, he would gladly offer himself up for Nuwa's torment next time.
Nuwa followed Chang Hao around, admiring all these bottle-shaped innate spiritual treasures. "Little Ten, where did you go to rob these back? Is the Red Cloud I sent you still working well? Do you feel like you've finally gotten your revenge?"
Nuwa thought Hongyun was incredibly useful; her quick wit and clever actions annoyed three sages, and she had to admire herself for it.
Chang Hao glanced at Nuwa. If he said it was useful, the goddess would be smug and complacent.
Ignoring Nuwa's nagging, Chang Hao arranged the jade bottles on the table, examined the layout of the hall, and personally replaced several items, not wanting to waste Hongjun's good intentions.
"Your Qiankun Cauldron, here you go, returned to its rightful owner." Nuwa felt that her trip to the mortal realm had been very fruitful, and she could go down to the mortal realm more often in the future.
Chang Hao retrieved the Qiankun Cauldron and tossed the Primordial Purple Qi he had stripped from Hongyun to Nuwa, saying, "Take it; Fuxi needs it."
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