[When talking about the must-eat list from the Investiture of the Gods, Daji is naturally indispensable.]
However, you complained that she and King Zhou used too much cream when making the cakes, and you were worried about getting it all over yourself.
You do not wish to become friends with King Zhou.
"If you're afraid of getting wet, you can walk on dry roads."
"At most, it'll just get a little muddy."
"But it's a powerful demon, so theoretically it shouldn't have mud on its body."
[Back on the battlefield.]
[After you casually retrieved people from the Investiture of the Gods list, effortlessly restored their physical bodies with a wave of your hand, and then erased their names from the list, this world fell into a deep silence.]
[In the heavens, Yuanshi Tianzun and Taishang Laojun, two of the Three Pure Ones, have just arrived.]
The two saints had originally planned to enter the formation together to debate and test their skills with their younger brother, Tongtian, but by the time they arrived, the sword formation had already been broken.
What shocked them even more was that you, who appeared out of nowhere, had actually seized the Investiture of the Gods and erased the names from it!
This is defying the destiny represented by the great calamity of heaven and earth!
[And that subtle aura emanating from you... is it Master Hongjun's decree?]
[You quietly observe the rankings in your hand; there are two interpretations of the Investiture of the Gods.]
[One possibility is a struggle for doctrinal authority among sages, an irreversible catastrophe naturally arising in the universe, in which all religions jointly choose to suppress the Jie Sect, which will subsequently lead to a great flourishing of Buddhism in the West.]
[Another approach is fundamentalism: the Heavenly Court is short of staff, so the Jade Emperor pulls out a job posting and asks all the gods to come and work. The entire Investiture of the Gods war was fought to recruit employees for the Heavenly Court. However, the way they recruited employees went a bit too far, causing Tongtian to lose his temper and choose to intervene personally.]
[This is clearly the former.]
Now that you're here, and possess supreme administrator privileges, you certainly have no intention of letting this war continue.
[Gods or other well-known figures who fight their way to the end can be deified and secure a stable job even if they die in battle; but ordinary soldiers who die are truly dead.]
[So he flicked three times on the forehead from a distance, summoning three other sages, berated them, and finally tore the Investiture of the Gods to shreds in front of them.]
"Hey you, is Da Hong really going to waste his time here and do what he said?"
"And you there, these magical treasures of yours are destined for me, so let me use them for a few days."
"And you, the one with the long tail, weren't any better. You summoned that vixen to do evil, and you didn't even draw a line for her. You're also somewhat involved in the deaths of those people!"
As you angrily accused him, saliva poured down on the Six Saints' heads, like a light rain.
Although you have long since become an immortal, pure and without any impurities, and your saliva is comparable to the finest spiritual water, it is still something that comes from your mouth.
Some sages wanted to step back, or even raise a radiant glow to block the way.
[You (taking out a small token and releasing your aura): "Hmm!???"]
They had no choice but to endure it.
The sheer aura of superiority was palpable; the immortals and mortals below silently closed their eyes and lowered their heads, seeing nothing at all.
They have no idea that these grown men were being verbally abused like crazy!
If the magistrate can't control you, can't he control them?
Behind them, the Three Immortals of Sanxiao, whom you resurrected, were all incredibly obedient upon seeing the other saints being reprimanded by you. Even the most hot-tempered Qiongxiao and Bixiao hung their heads and clenched their hands.
At their most aggressive moment, the two of them directly attacked a saint. One of them had his skull smashed open with a loud crack, his brains flying out, while the other turned into a pool of blood with a splash, instantly killed without any doubt.
At this point, they had all clearly recognized the gap between themselves and sages, and a sense of awe arose within them.
[Yet even the most powerful saint was reprimanded like a child before you, making them wonder about your identity.]
Could it be... the Dao Ancestor?
But those gentlemen didn't address you as "teacher."
How strange and wonderful!
When you tore apart the Investiture of the Gods, your two younger sisters, heads bowed, didn't think much of it. Only their eldest sister, Yunxiao, suddenly realized something and reached out in alarm to stop you.
"Please don't do that! My brother's spirit is still there!"
[This refers to their eldest brother, Zhao Gongming.]
"The one who was enshrined as the God of Wealth, yes, the one with the smiling face holding a gold ingot."
You glanced back at her, a seemingly ordinary look, but with the six saints bowing their heads in reprimand, its intimidating power was amplified, causing Yunxiao to shudder in surprise, shrinking back slightly in fear.
"You don't want your eldest brother to just vanish completely like this, do you?"
[Joan: "I...we'll do anything!"]
[Bi: "Just spare my elder brother's life!"]
[Yun: "You, I..."]
The two younger sisters spoke urgently, one after the other. They hadn't thought of anything else in a short time; they were willing to risk their lives, to be treated like slaves, as long as their brother's life was saved.
Only Yunxiao's expression changed, as she thought of the worst-case scenario, and she stopped mid-sentence.
"Hahaha, how could I be that kind of person?" You laughed, tearing the Investiture of the Gods to shreds with a wave of your hand. Then, you retrieved the true spirits from the fragments and tossed them one by one to the various saints.
You're too lazy to revive these minor characters yourself.
The most casualties were among Tongtian's disciples, who captured numerous of their own true spirits and resurrected them one by one.
[Zhao Gongming, the elder brother of the Three Immortals, was naturally among them. At this time, Zhao Gongming was not as endearing as depicted in the God of Wealth's image; instead, he was incredibly fierce, resembling a peerless warrior.]
Pu Yi, having been resurrected, roughly understood the situation around him and bowed to the Tongtian Sect Leader, saying, "Thank you, Master, for saving my life!"
The three sisters of Sanxiao breathed a sigh of relief. Although their eldest brother wasn't truly dead according to the Investiture of the Gods, given his strength, it was still better for him to be removed from the list.
The next moment, Zhao Gongming looked at Tongtian's appearance and asked in confusion, "Master, your face is covered in wet streaks. Did you just wash your hair? Haven't you dried it off yet?"
He smiled, watching his many fellow disciples also resurrected, naturally assuming that the other side had won a great victory: "Master has also found himself in a leisurely mood."
"Since Master likes it, then this disciple is willing to walk the Milky Way day and night to fetch water for Master to wash his face, so that he may always have a fresh and moist complexion."
Tongtian: "..."
The image of the Immortal Execution Sword and the four swords beside it all trembled slightly.
The Three Immortal Sisters: "..."
[It's over, my brother's really going to die this time!]
The three sisters blinked and looked at you; at this moment, it seemed only you could save their brother's life...
All three of them tugged at your sleeve at the same time.
[...]
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