Chapter 81 The Banquet
"Di Jun..." Yuan Shi reacted quickly and stood in front of Chang Hao, furious.
"Why are you so nervous? I'm just curious about Chang Hao's true form," Di Jun said awkwardly, without taking any pictures.
"Don't even think about it. I'm not in your plan for the demon race. Don't try to drag me into this," Chang Hao said irritably. "You're really arrogant. You think all birds, beasts, spirits, and other creatures that have taken human form are demons? You think ninety percent of the primordial world is within the scope of this world?"
"But there's still one-tenth left, including the Wu Clan, the Styx River, and many powerful beings like Yuanshi Tianzun, Xi Wangmu, and others, none of whom are included in this list," Di Jun said regretfully.
"Tell me something, what exactly are you?" Di Jun asked, his eyes filled with curiosity. He knew that the demon race he had identified was recognized by the Heavenly Dao.
"Chang Hao is the manifestation of Yuqing Qi, the purest and noblest of all. He has nothing to do with your demon race. Do you understand? Nothing to do with you." Yuanshi suddenly said. Pangu's pure Qi is his Yuqing Qi. Even if it wasn't originally, after transformation, it is now entirely Yuqing Qi.
Tongtian staggered, his eyes filled with horror. "Second brother... tell me, this isn't true."
“Don’t listen to Yuanshi’s nonsense. I am a pure spirit with the light of the sun, moon and stars as my soul. When I took form, didn’t you and Taiyi come to fight me, Dijun? What, have you forgotten things?” Chang Hao corrected.
What "Jade Purity Qi"? It sounds like he's a descendant of Yuanshi. It's incredibly confusing. Although his current cultivation method is exactly the same as Yuanshi's, and their auras are similar, there are still subtle differences.
"I see." Tongtian was relieved and wondered why his second brother would be causing trouble outside.
Di Jun was filled with regret. Things were so different now than before. Back then, it was a battle for the origins of the source, but now it was a battle for people. It would be best to bring a peerless expert with considerable combat power, who could destroy Donghua with a single sword, into his camp.
Taiyi was so certain that Chang Hao must be a Golden Crow, so why isn't Chang Hao a Golden Crow?
"The Major General has some crooked ideas and is targeting Chang Hao," Yuan Shi said protectively, as if Di Jun had offended him. "If you dare to lay a hand on him, I dare to break him."
Di Jun glanced at Yuan Shi with an inscrutable expression. He should have treated the Three Pure Ones with respect, but Di Jun felt that something was wrong. A thought flashed through his mind but he couldn't quite grasp it.
"That's strange. Chang Hao isn't yours, so why are you meddling in everything? What right do you have to interfere?" Di Jun raised an eyebrow, looking surprised. "Whether Chang Hao joins the demon race or not is his own decision. Who else can make that decision?"
Di Jun couldn't find any evidence that Chang Hao was the Golden Crow, but Yuan Shi's all-encompassing attitude bothered him, and he always had the urge to isolate Yuan Shi from Chang Hao's side.
The constant references to "others" stung Yuanshi's ears, causing a chill to creep onto his jade-like face as he glared at Dijun with ill intent.
“Di Jun,” Chang Hao said angrily, “Yuan Shi is no stranger. He is my close friend, and he certainly has the right to interfere in my affairs.” Damn Di Jun, has he become arrogant after establishing the Demon Court? Does he not know his own limitations?
“You…” Di Jun’s finger trembled as he pointed at Chang Hao, furious. “You really don’t know what’s good for you.”
Why would he want to offend Yuanshi? It's just that he felt Yuanshi's attitude was strange, and Chang Hao would suffer if he got too close to Yuanshi.
By the way, Di Jun was suspicious. Why did he care about Chang Hao? He didn't care if Chang Hao died.
"What have you done that makes me need to know what's good for you?" Chang Hao was also puzzled. "You call yourself the Demon Emperor? So capricious, how can you possibly control all those complicated races under your command?"
"Just you wait and see, I will definitely show you an incomparably powerful demon race..." Di Jun was furious with Chang Hao, who was doubting his abilities.
"Your Majesty..." Fuxi's eyes were filled with deep speechlessness and reproach. He could still quarrel with Sanqing and Changhao when he was personally receiving them. Couldn't he have been more patient on such a joyous occasion?
What happened to the promise of courting, showing goodwill, and granting a superior status as a sign of respect?
"It's time to go to the main hall; all the great powers are waiting." Fuxi's face was blank; it was best to quickly separate them.
Yuanshi was so angry he was about to explode and was about to cause trouble for Dijun, but Changhao had no intention of causing trouble. He knew Dijun's bird-mouthed nature all too well, and besides, if the two sides clashed, he would be the one in a difficult position, caught in the middle.
“Yuanshi,” Chang Hao said, pulling Yuanshi’s wrist, “Don’t be angry. What Dijun says is just empty talk. Ignore him. If you do, you’ll win. We should take our seats.” You have to be gentle with Yuanshi. If you go against him, you’ll definitely have a big argument.
Pulled and tugged by Chang Hao, Yuan Shi's anger dissipated. Moreover, Chang Hao comforted him with gentle words, and he forgot his last thought of making Di Jun uncomfortable. He just stared blankly at Chang Hao holding his hand.
Slender, long, and strong fingers...
"My two senior brothers, Chang Hao, it's been a long time." Nuwa's voice interrupted Yuanshi's reverie.
"Chang Hao, sit next to me," Nuwa said warmly. "I have something to tell you."
Chang Hao glanced around. There was a table and two seats. He then looked around the banquet area. The winding corridors, pavilions and towers offered a wide view and a fairy-like atmosphere. The powerful figures present were all well-dressed and had different styles. Following Nuwa's suggestion, he sat down next to Nuwa. Judging from Fuxi's busy figure, he probably wouldn't have time to sit down today.
However, Chang Hao glanced at everyone present and felt that he had overlooked something.
On such an important day, where is Taiyi? And where is Kunpeng, who just greeted us? Where did he go?
“Chang Hao, look,” Nuwa said, taking out her red embroidered ball. “This magical artifact is emitting a red light, clearly indicating that an opportunity is coming. You have always been intelligent, so please give me your opinion.”
"Is it because we came here that something is amiss?" Chang Hao snapped out of his thoughts, his doubt fleeting.
Chang Hao chuckled. The demon race belonged to Di Jun, so why was he wasting his time figuring them out? Even if Di Jun set up a trap, he couldn't harm them. He should use that time to look for any trace of Di Jun's primordial spirit among those present.
I glanced at the red embroidered ball in Nuwa's hand. It was called a red embroidered ball and looked like one. However, the red embroidered balls in the mortal world were just made of red cloth, while Nuwa's red embroidered ball was a magic weapon of a high grade.
“Not bad,” the red embroidered ball spun around on Nuwa’s fingertip, “How annoying.” That feeling of being so close to the goal but unable to get through was awful.
“You are the officiant, and everyone here is a witness,” Chang Hao said with an indescribable expression. “Why don’t you hold the red embroidered ball and officiate the wedding? Say whatever sounds nice. If the opportunity arises, it should be related to your task today.”
Upon hearing this, Nuwa had a sudden inspiration. She remembered the scene that Di Jun had once performed and decided that she could imitate it.
"Hey, Second Brother, what are you thinking about?" Tongtian was greatly surprised, as he felt that his Second Brother was absent-minded.
“It’s nothing,” Yuanshi said, his mind in turmoil. “I’ll just go through the motions and then return to Kunlun for seclusion.”
“Good, achieving sainthood is a great matter.” Tongtian never made a mistake on important matters.
"Thank you all for taking the time to come and witness my Daoist ceremony with Xihe. I, Dijun, would like to offer you all a toast." Dijun had completely shaken off his previous exasperation, and was now dignified and solemn, revealing his kingly dominance and noble air.
Fuxi followed behind Dijun and raised his cup together. "Your Majesty the Demon Emperor has always done a good job, provided you don't run into Chang Hao. Dijun can never do anything about Chang Hao, yet he always has to meddle in other people's business."
Yuanshi glanced at the handsome Dijun, then his gaze shifted to Chang Hao beside him, who possessed both divine beauty and natural nobility. He must have been angered by Dijun, otherwise why would he have thought for a moment that Dijun's features were somewhat similar to Chang Hao's?
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