Chapter 216 Shifting Responsibility
"You've got some nerve, growing back as you get older." Hongjun ran his fingers through the little golden crow's downy fur. "You dare to recklessly use your spiritual power? Don't you think you're already badly injured?"
"During the Dragon-Phoenix Calamity, when Rahu was wreaking havoc throughout the primordial world, you were still a purple ball of energy. During the Lich Calamity..." Hongjun paused, "you became a fluffy ball of energy again. How come you never grow up?"
The Heavenly Dao glanced at Lu Ya, and suddenly fell silent after it had been talking non-stop. It felt that there was something wrong with letting Lu Ya fill the hole. What exactly was wrong?
But it secretly glanced at Donghua...
Heaven was somewhat disgusted; let alone the imperial purple aura, it even wanted to advise Donghua to hurry up and reincarnate.
The cycle of reincarnation has begun. It's good to be reborn, change your name, and start anew. Don't be fixated on Donghua's identity; his luck has turned negative, and with dark clouds looming overhead, the Heavenly Dao doesn't want him.
The Heavenly Dao's gaze fell upon Lu Ya; it preferred someone who was radiant with gold, possessed immense merit, and had powerful abilities.
However, none of these are the most important things. What it likes most is that Lu Ya wholeheartedly protects the prehistoric world.
No one would be willing to let a twelve-petaled lotus flower take human form. The only option for the Red Lotus was to defend Buzhou Mountain to the death, so that it could save Buzhou Mountain and the prehistoric world from fire and water at the critical moment.
If Heaven had no other choice, the moment Lu Ya's identity was exposed would have been the moment of his divine punishment. It was precisely at this critical juncture that Heaven would not tolerate any visitor who had escaped and been annihilated in the previous cycle, whether sooner or later.
"Hongjun, I'm talking to you about the Heavenly Emperor..."
"Shut up! Chang Hao is so young, how can you bear to let him be the Heavenly Emperor? The Primordial World is so vast, I don't believe there isn't anyone else who can do it." Hongjun's eyebrows were furious. Chang Hao's half-dead state was already infuriating enough, and the Heavenly Dao was adding fuel to the fire. If he weren't one with the Heavenly Dao and couldn't do anything to it, he would definitely make it pay.
“What do you mean by ‘small’?” Heavenly Dao argued, “Although he is smaller than the Three Pure Ones, he took human form during the Dragon-Phoenix Calamity, and by now he is no small at all.”
"Then open your eyes and look, is this what you call growing up?" Hongjun opened his palm, and the little golden crow in his palm choked on the words of the Heavenly Dao.
It took him a few seconds to realize something was wrong. "This is Lu Ya's clone. I'm talking about his real body. His real body is quite large." He almost let Hongjun fool him.
Hongjun didn't continue arguing with the Heavenly Dao. He tucked Chang Hao into his sleeve and went to continue the discussion. Leaving Chang Hao alone would only make him more restless, and he wouldn't be able to come up with anything.
Upon seeing Hongjun return, the Six Sages held their breath, for Hongjun had just rushed out as if his eyebrows were on fire...
Yuanshi had a feeling that Chang Hao was here, but... he subtly glanced at Hongjun, his gaze lingering on his sleeve...
"Just now I said, to stabilize the fortune of the human race," Hongjun said, combing through Chang Hao's chaotic spiritual energy while continuing to speak, enduring the nagging of the Heavenly Dao, "it can produce three emperors—Heaven, Earth, and Man—who will forever enjoy the fortune of the human race. As for the selection of these emperors, they must be human..."
“My brother Fuxi can be reborn as a human and enjoy the fortune of the human race forever,” Nuwa said directly. “In the future, I am willing to let Fuxi become the disciple of my eldest brother.”
Nuwa already knew that as a saint, it would be difficult for the two or three people who were sticking together to be wary of her, so she could only try to win over the Three Pure Ones.
In this way, Lao Tzu's teachings became more solidified, and her brother Fuxi's position as emperor became more secure.
Hongjun glanced at Nuwa a few times and finally gave his permission, saying, "Good." The human race has the blood provided by Fuxi, who is virtuous and capable, and is naturally qualified to become the emperor of the human race.
"The other two emperors, leave the rest to fate." Hongjun gave the crowd a warning look. He wasn't unaware that the space inside was vast and manipulable, but...
"To become one of the Three Sovereigns, one must possess Primordial Purple Qi. Although broken Primordial Purple Qi cannot lead to sainthood, it can create the Three Sovereigns." It can also enhance his and the power of the Heavenly Dao.
Although Hongjun did not want the Heavenly Dao to succeed, he also did not want Rahu to escape, so this was a poor strategy.
The six saints all changed color; Nuwa, Jieyin, and Zhunti turned ashen-faced, while the Three Pure Ones were filled with mixed joy and surprise.
"Second Brother..." Tongtian couldn't help but want to discuss the issue of Hongyun with Yuanshi. Their Three Pure Ones also produced an emperor. No one would be foolish enough to push away the luck.
"Quiet..." I'm so tired and annoyed. Chang Hao, just be free already. Let these two unlucky brothers go wherever they want. It's so annoying.
"Master, where can we find the shattered Primordial Purple Qi?" Zhunti asked, suppressing his anger. Why was it so difficult to develop the West? There were impenetrable walls everywhere, and this time they had been battered and bruised again.
Nuwa silently shut her mouth. She knew that the Immortal-Slaying Gourd contained it, and that it must be in Chang Hao's hands now. However, the amount that Taiyi had collected was clearly insufficient and definitely not enough to distribute.
"The Three Sovereigns have ordained this; you may decide for yourselves." Hongjun possesses one-third of it, but would he give it to them directly? It's obvious that's impossible.
Apart from the one he had, all the other broken pieces of Primordial Purple Qi were in Chang Hao's hands; it all came down to who had the bigger bargaining chip.
"Now, let's talk about the Heavenly Court." Hongjun changed the subject, his sharp eyes sweeping over the six sages. Wanting only luck and not responsibility? Dream on.
Upon first hearing the name "Heavenly Court," the crowd was somewhat confused. It was only then that they realized, "Oh, so the deceased Di Jun was not only the Demon Emperor of the Demon Race, but also the Heavenly Emperor of their primordial world, the direct executor of the Heavenly Dao..."
This is getting bad...
The Heavenly Court is in a dilapidated state now, and whoever takes over will only create a mess. If you don't like someone, it's a good thing to pass this position on to them, as it will only cause them as much trouble as they could.
"The Heavenly Court is half of the Heavenly Dao's operation. Your ascension to sainthood is also to maintain the operation of the Heavenly Dao. The Heavenly Dao is the source of your power and the place where your primordial spirit resides. If something happens to Buzhou Mountain this time, the primordial world will collapse at worst, and your strength will be greatly reduced at the least."
Hongjun said all this to tell them that if the Heavenly Way is not right and something happens in the prehistoric world, none of them will escape. Do you really think that the position of saint is given away for nothing?
The six people held their breath and focused their attention. They naturally knew that they were Heavenly Saints, and were bound to the Heavenly Dao.
On the surface, Yuanshi appeared calm and composed, but in reality, he was filled with self-reproach. The Heavenly Dao Saint was still a bit weak; how could he compare to the Great Dao Saint who had transcended all limitations? Just like this time, the Heavenly Dao easily bypassed him and injured Chang Hao, shattering his former confidence and arrogance.
"So, who among you will come?" Hongjun awaited the result.
Zhunti and Jieyin exchanged a glance, not daring to mention the Three Pure Ones, and said in unison, "Nuwa is here!!! She is of demon race origin, we know her."
They have already incurred a huge debt to the Heavenly Dao in their pursuit of sainthood, and now they feel obligated to take on the responsibility for the West. If they were to take over the Heavenly Court as well, wouldn't they be doomed to never recover?
Besides, they don't have many people under their command. If they really take over the Heavenly Court, are they going to do all the work themselves? That would be incredibly embarrassing.
Nuwa was furious. "If you two hadn't blocked my way, the situation wouldn't be so bad. You even dared to try to absolve yourselves of any responsibility. It's your turn to clean up this mess." She was to provide whatever spiritual treasures were needed, and to contribute manpower, effort, and merit without hesitation.
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