Chapter 66 Lecture (1)
"When the time comes, it will naturally bear fruit." Di Jun didn't take it to heart. Seeing that Chang Hao didn't take the hibiscus fruit from his hand, he pursed his lips and simply ate it himself.
"Stop eating! You're eating your child's future food." Chang Hao secretly rolled his eyes. The Fusang tree is the guardian tree of the Sun Star. When its fruiting coincides with the Sun Star Lord's pregnancy, even a pig could guess the problem.
“Do you really think that children can grow tall and strong just by drinking dew and eating wind? Newborn cubs are very fragile, unlike innate beings. They need to eat. Fusang fruit will be their food for a long time to come. It’s not just about filling their stomachs, but also about building their foundation. Perhaps Xihe needs Fusang fruit right now.” Chang Hao pointed out the crux of the problem.
Di Jun and Taiyi exchanged bewildered glances. They wanted to eat? Wasn't it supposed to transform into human form by being roasted in the sun and real fire?
The hibiscus fruit in front of me suddenly didn't smell so good anymore.
"Taiyi, I've tasted the Fusang Fruit, and it's time to return the Chaos Bell to its rightful owner." Chang Hao took out the Chaos Bell and carefully handed it to Taiyi before letting out a sigh of relief.
“Since you can also use the Chaos Bell, why not study it more and there’s no need to rush to return it?” Taiyi said frankly. “Thanks to the Chaos Bell leaving my body this time, my cultivation has made great progress. Although having a treasure in my body has greatly increased my strength, I should not underestimate my own strength.”
“That’s right. No matter how powerful a magic weapon is, it depends on who is using it. The Chaos Bell is of great use to you, and I won’t come to borrow it from you again.” Since the conversation had already reached this point, Chang Hao changed the gift he originally prepared for Taiyi to something more practical.
"This Nine-Sun Sky Chariot can not only block out the true fire of the sun, but also create a magnificent spectacle of nine suns in the sky when you travel. It can serve as your chariot for your travels, Taiyi, so that no one will say I am stingy." What Chang Hao didn't say was that it was even more suitable for taking the little brat for a ride.
The little brat is definitely not going to be able to contain his fiery temper. It's good to take him for a spin now and then, so he doesn't get into trouble if he's kept in captivity for too long, like when the sun rises in the sky for ten days.
Di Jun gazed at the majestic and magnificent Nine Suns Chariot with its nine golden crow totems, its eyes shining with pride, and couldn't take his eyes off it. It was a unique spectacle in heaven and earth. Who else was more suitable to have this chariot than his brothers? Chang Hao had also done something that pleased him.
“This palanquin is grand and perfect for your travels. It wouldn’t be appropriate for me to keep it.” Taiyi felt that this palanquin was the most suitable for Chang Hao.
Chang Hao chuckled, "I'm just a carefree hermit, watching the clouds drift by and observing the vast ocean. What use is this pomp and circumstance to me?"
“Who said that?” Di Jun retorted, “Chang Hao, why don’t you come work for me? I guarantee that no matter how big the show is, no one will dare to mess with us.”
"No thanks," Chang Hao politely declined. "Fighting for territory is not my hobby. I have always been carefree and prefer peace and quiet. When I am free, I travel all over the world. Why would I go looking for trouble?"
Chang Hao was very satisfied with his current life. He drank the immortal dew in the morning and gazed at the stars at night. He had a fortune to his name and could visit one or two friends whenever he felt like it. They could travel together to the vast world. Where could he not go? This was a life like that of an immortal, something he could never have asked for before. Why should he get caught up in the vortex of power struggles?
“It’s not only for those vying for power that one needs to be particular. Among all the great powers in the world, who doesn’t care about appearances?” Taiyi declined. “You are meticulous in everything you do, whether sitting or lying down. You are clearly not a casual person.”
Although Taiyi admired Chang Hao's words, he couldn't bear to abandon Dijun. Once the situation stabilized, he could live next door to Chang Hao.
Chang Hao said he didn't care about pomp and circumstance, but Tai Yi didn't believe him. He only thought that Chang Hao was compromising himself just to give him a palanquin to show off.
“Being too calculating between brothers makes us seem distant. I can borrow the Chaos Bell, but you can’t accept my gift?” When it comes to getting someone to accept something, no one is as eloquent as Chang Hao.
"Am I such an immature person in your eyes?" Chang Hao's words were too offensive.
"Taiyi, just accept it. Changhao is right. We're all family. Being too polite would make us seem distant." Dijun was almost frantic. How could he turn away such a treasure that he had already obtained?
“Alright then,” Taiyi had no choice but to accept the Nine-Day Sky Chariot.
"Chang Hao, you really are a man of honor," Di Jun said with delight. "On the day I announce the establishment of the demon race, I'll protect your Lishan." His words were full of high spirits and boundless ambition.
"Oh," Chang Hao was not moved at all. On the contrary, he was completely dismayed. What did he hear? The demon race? Even if Chang Hao's memory was vague, he knew that demons were hated by everyone in later generations and their fate was not good.
"You're expecting a child soon, Dijun, have you made any plans for them?" Chang Hao asked abruptly. He wasn't trying to make things difficult for Dijun; on the contrary, he was kindly reminding him.
"What should I plan for?" Di Jun was very confused. What should he plan for? No one had told him what plans he should make as a father.
"With a Daoist partner and a child, you have multiple responsibilities. You plan to establish a demon race. Have you made a plan for the future of Taiyi, Xihe, and your future children?"
"What way out?" Di Jun felt that Chang Hao was being pessimistic. "How can you talk about defeat before you've even won?" Chang Hao's mouth was just unpleasant. If he didn't have cultivation to protect him, he would have been beaten to death long ago.
"Throughout history, countless entrepreneurs have perished halfway through their ventures. Are you sure you can have the last laugh?" Chang Hao's words struck a chord deep within Di Jun's heart.
It doesn't matter if Dijun fails on his own, but what if he implicates Taiyi?
"What kind of escape route should I prepare?" Di Jun knew clearly in his heart that Taiyi followed him to fulfill his Dao. If he implicated Taiyi because of him, he would rather die.
Chang Hao was a bit flustered. What a decisive person Di Jun was! How could this possibly succeed?
"Looking at the distribution of power in the primordial world, the positions of the Sages and the Three Pure Ones are unshakeable. As long as you are respectful, we will never make things difficult for you." Chang Hao waved his fan, and the hibiscus shell on the table transformed into a miniature panoramic view of the primordial world. Chang Hao pointed his fan at Mount Kunlun.
Dong Kunlun refers to the Three Pure Ones, and purple mist swirls around it under Chang Hao's fan.
“You don’t need to say more, I know it very well,” Di Jun said nonchalantly, thinking that Chang Hao could say something different. “Now I have ten Great Luo Golden Immortals under my command, all of whom are guests of Zixiao Palace. Moreover, Taiyi and Fuxi are helping me with all their might, Taiyin Xingjun is supplying me with Emperor’s Dew, and many lesser demons have submitted to me. I am at the height of my power.”
"Currently, the power of the Western Kunlun is strong. The Queen Mother of the West and a group of male and female immortals under Donghua of the Immortal Palace occupy most of the prehistoric world. Furthermore, the Wu Clan is entrenched near Buzhou Mountain. The land has a supportive effect on the Wu Clan. Your demon clan is now caught between the Immortal Palace and the Wu Clan, struggling to survive in the cracks. Your foundation is unstable. How will you, Dijun, break out of this predicament?"
Wherever Chang Hao pointed his fan, that territory would light up with different colors, until only the pitifully small territory of the newly born demon race remained.
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