Chapter 382 Calling for Reinforcements
Yuan Shi's fingertips trembled, feeling extremely guilty. Only then did he remember that his disciple was still helping Xiqi attack Tongguan.
Thinking of Chang Hao's strategy of luring Xiqi into Tongguan and then trapping them at Mengjin, his apprentices have been unable to break through Tongguan for so long, they are truly useless. Does he expect him to personally help them break through the formation?
It seems that soon the entire prehistoric world will know that the followers of the Primordial Celestial Venerable have been incompetent, causing him immense headaches and utterly humiliating him.
"Demons are skilled in sorcery, Your Majesty! You must have been bewitched! Wake up! This must be a trick by Xiqi to ruin Your Majesty's reputation!" Shang Rong was so angry he almost vomited blood. His wise and mighty king!
A blemish on one's reputation is indelible, and who knows what outrageous things Xiqi might fabricate about it.
Chang Hao's expression was inscrutable. He felt quite clear-headed, and he thought that when King Zhou was infatuated with Daji, the ministers also thought so.
"Alright, Prime Minister, this is my private matter. I am not so foolish as to openly establish Daoist Qingwei as my queen. It would not affect the dignity of the state. Daoist Qingwei has already refused me. Let's leave it at that."
Chang Hao was sullen. Could it be that he couldn't have any personal preferences at all? He was a human being, not a saint.
What? Shang Rong's expression turned ashen. They actually regarded this sorcerer as their queen.
But... Shang Rong glanced at Daoist Qingwei. This Daoist was putting on an act, clearly toying with their simple and sincere king. "Daoist, since you refuse to agree to the king's request, why not leave the palace with me? If you have nowhere to stay, you can stay at the Prime Minister's residence."
Bigan echoed, saying that if they stayed any longer, wouldn't their king be completely bewitched? The scheme was already taking shape, and they had to be careful.
If it's not enough for him to wreak havoc in the harem, he might also wreak havoc on the court, which would be a serious matter.
"Your Majesty has granted me permission to reside in the palace, and having accepted, I will not break my promise to Your Majesty." Yuan Shi glanced at Shang Rong. He had entered the palace on merit, so why should he be forced to leave?
This sorcerer had said everything, and Bi Gan, overwhelmed with anger, became dizzy and fell straight backward, purely out of anger.
“Bi Gan…” Shang Rong hurriedly caught Bi Gan.
"Uncle Wang..." Chang Hao was startled. He was furious with Uncle Wang; this crime was too serious.
Yuanshi frowned, walked to Bigan's side, and tapped Bigan with his jade flute. Bigan immediately turned back.
"Uncle Wang, you scared me to death!" Chang Hao forgot to refer to himself as "I, the King," which showed how frightened he was.
"Your Majesty has been frightened..." Bigan's eyes darted around, and he was about to use the strategy of feigning distress when Yuan Hong suddenly appeared in Qiankun Palace. "Your Majesty, the Ten Heavenly Kings have reported that the Jade Cauldron True Man of the Chan Sect has broken into the Ten Deadly Formations."
Bi Gan secretly lamented that Heaven was not on his side, and that such a golden opportunity had been thwarted.
Yuan Hong was in a dilemma. These were the Twelve Golden Immortals; he couldn't kill them, nor could he let them go.
After all, they belonged to the Three Pure Ones of Kunlun Mountain, and the Three Pure Ones were one family. If there had been no Investiture of the Gods, they would not have been enemies.
Yuanshi glanced at Yuan Hong, and Yuan Hong's eyes instantly became a little misty. He looked at others as always, but when he looked at Yuanshi, he only showed a different side.
"Well done, prepare to depart from the Star-Picking Tower." Chang Hao was just about to test his sword, wanting to see if his sword was faster or if this Jade Cauldron Daoist of the Chan Sect could escape faster.
“Uncle, Prime Minister, I have urgent matters to attend to. You two virtuous ministers should leave the palace for the time being and focus your energy on state affairs, rather than on my inner palace.”
"It is inconvenient for the Daoist to appear, so please remain in the palace. There is no need for you to accompany me to the Star-Picking Tower." Chang Hao headed towards the Star-Picking Tower with murderous intent.
"Alright, but you must be careful. That's a Great Luo Golden Immortal," Yuanshi warned, glancing at Yuan Hong. Yu Ding was no match for Yuan Hong.
Yuan Hong hesitated, wondering if the king intended to take matters into his own hands. "Never mind," he thought, "he's here after all. If His Majesty is outmatched, he can always come to the rescue."
At the same time, Yuan Hong was a little confused. He felt that this Taoist priest looked familiar, but he was clearly unfamiliar with him.
Yuanshi was still feeling frustrated in Qiankun Palace. Yu Ding came to Chaoge, surely to rescue Yang Jian. Humph, Yuanshi hadn't even had a chance to retaliate against Yu Ding for the matter of secretly taking Yang Jian as his adopted son and the Eight-Nine Arcane Arts.
Now, he's overestimating himself and trying to break into the Ten Deadly Formations alone. Yuanshi sighed repeatedly, thinking, "They're really here to collect debts. We should still take what we can, and once we've done that, we'll send them back to Xiqi."
Jiang Ziya was the one who conferred the titles of gods, so he had to find a way to make Jiang Ziya leave Xiqi and join the Yin Shang dynasty.
We also need to find a capable person to trick the Western disciples into coming to break the formation and die, so that, in addition to filling the Investiture of the Gods, we can also prune the wicked and disrespectful members of the Jie Sect who do not cultivate virtue.
Tongtian's merits in opening up the world have diminished significantly in just a few decades, all because of their involvement. Tongtian couldn't take action, so he came.
The spiritual energy of heaven and earth is now far less than it was at the beginning of creation. Chang Hao needs a lot of spiritual energy to prove his Dao, so it's a good time to use them as guinea pigs. He can also send some virtuous but lacking disciples to the Investiture of the Gods list and onto the path of gods, which will also add more spiritual energy to heaven and earth. It's a win-win situation.
Shang Rong and Bi Gan were so angry that they almost vomited blood after failing to persuade the king who had lost his mind. When they returned to the court, they were still furious.
"Where did this monster come from? It clearly intends to destroy my Yin Shang dynasty." Bigan was in tears, his heart aching more and more as he thought about it, and he almost ran to the ancestral temple to cry out.
"My late emperor, why did you leave us so early? Ancestors of the Shang dynasty, open your eyes and see the truth..."
"Wait, Master Qingwei?" Shen Gongbao's face was bruised and purple. He dared not say anything more, much less run into the palace to see the king and confront his master. He could only stammeringly suggest, "How about we send a message to Grand Tutor Wen and ask him to intervene? The Taoists have strict rules and regulations, and they are quite strict about this."
"Is this really true?" Bigan asked, as if grasping at a straw.
Shen Gongbao nodded, "It couldn't be more true." It would be best if their second master knew and came to bring their master back in person.
"Alright, then I'll ask you to write a letter to the Grand Tutor as soon as possible." Bigan was eyeing Shen Gongbao with predatory intent, almost shoving the writing brush into his hand.
Shang Rong even condescended to help Shen Gongbao lay out the bamboo slips, and watched as Shen Gongbao finished writing and immediately sent them out, determined to let the Grand Tutor know about this matter as quickly as possible.
When Wen Zhong received the letter, he felt dizzy. Heavens, this was his grandmaster! This was his grandmaster!
Wen Zhong felt like dying; the reputation of his Jie Sect was at stake...
"Grand Tutor, what should we do?" Chong Heihu was also dumbfounded. They were fighting against the Chan Sect. Although it seemed that they had a great chance of winning at the moment, their master shouldn't give them a difficult problem.
"Don't panic, the only thing we can do is send a message to our master and ask him to persuade our grandmaster." Wen Zhong was also helpless; that was his grandmaster, and all he could do was kneel.
"Thank you for making the trip to Kunlun, Black Tiger." The Great King has worked hard to get to where he is today, and we can't let our unreliable grandmaster tarnish his reputation.
"It's alright, it's all for the sake of the Jie Sect and for the Yin Shang Dynasty." Chong Heihu understood that their Jie Sect was too deeply bound to the Yin Shang Dynasty, their karma was intertwined, and if the Yin Shang Dynasty fell, they would definitely not have a good ending.
Wen Zhong was unaware that this Qingwei was not the same Qingwei as before. The one in the palace was the real master, not his master, who was an imposter.
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