Chapter 125 Ginger on Bai Yanxing's Head
The old ancestor was determined to die.
Duan Jiuyou lightly touched the turtle's body. Just now, two beams of light flashed by. The white one was fleeting. Although it tried to hide its traces and fade its divine light, Duan Jiuyou still caught it.
A god descended from the thirty-third heaven!
Duan Jiuyou took a deep breath, and could almost certainly tell it was the Emperor Zong!
She was too familiar with his aura; she had learned her technique of disappearing into the shadows from him!
“The Venerable God cannot easily leave the Thirty-Three Heavens, yet he appears frequently. Last time he came down to take my divine bones, and this time it was the petrified old turtle. Why does he want to take my divine bones?”
This was a question that Duan Jiuyou had never thought about before, but now, combined with what Han Ling said, it seemed that he had found the answer.
"He foresaw that Han Ling's soul would be restored, knew that I would eventually find the bottom of the cliff, and knew that I would not let the gods off the hook once I learned of my parents' tragic deaths! He was afraid that I would rebel, afraid that I would join forces with Han Ling and become a scourge like him, so he took away my divine bones in advance to weaken my abilities."
If she hadn't lost the Bone of Painlessness, she would have definitely broken through the barrier of the Thirty-Three Heavens today!
Emperor Jiang had also anticipated this, just like Duan Jiuyou, but Emperor Zong's descent to the mortal realm this time overturned some of his doubts.
If the emperor wanted to "deal with" the witnesses, there was no need for him to do it himself. Instead, he felt that deliberately leaving traces was a kind of hint he was giving to Jiuyou.
Di Jiang said, "Both the divine and demonic energies left traces on the old turtle. The Emperor Zong went there, and so did Han Ling. The old turtle may not have been sealed by the Emperor Zong. Perhaps Han Ling was trying to petrify the old turtle, and the Emperor Zong rushed to stop him."
"It's also possible that the Emperor wants to petrify the witnesses, and Han Ling wants to save them!" Duan Jiuyou interrupted Di Jiang sharply.
The Emperor's appearance enraged her. Since emerging from the sea, the person she most wanted to see was the Emperor!
She had to admit that, compared to the gods, she still trusted the Emperor the most! Yet he appeared in this way!
Duan Jiuyou said, "Even if Han Ling wanted to petrify Lao Ao, and the Emperor Zong failed to stop him, he would have had time to come and explain the facts to me in person. But he avoided me and even disappeared. If he had nothing to hide, why would he conceal his tracks? Why would he dare not see me?"
Emperor Jiang speculated: "Perhaps everything you have experienced here is a heavenly tribulation, your tribulation. As the ancestral god, the Emperor cannot interfere with the operation of the tribulation. As the saying goes, pulling one hair affects the whole body. Just like the gods undergoing tribulations in the human world, everything they experience is predetermined. He cannot tell you the truth directly; you can only understand it yourself."
"The demons have already emerged, what is there to comprehend?! Do they have to wait until the Heavenly Realm is destroyed and the demons are freed before they take charge of the so-called grand plan? They look down on all living beings from their high positions, have they ever thought about the feelings of living beings, have they ever thought about my feelings?! I regard him as my blood relative, the four giant turtle legs in the Broken Cliff Sea are my father's remains, my mother's whereabouts are unknown, I don't even know where she was taken, shouldn't he give me an explanation?!"
"Maybe……"
"What else could it be?!" Duan Jiuyou angrily questioned Di Jiang: "Why are you so biased towards the Emperor?! Is it because he is an ancient deity, and you trust him more than that evil demon Han Ling? Or are you worried that I might kill the Huang and Sheng clans in a fit of anger, helping the demon escape and forcing the gods to descend to the mortal realm? Which do you think of first, me or the Great Wilderness clan behind you?!"
Emperor Jiang was repeatedly humiliated by 9game, which inevitably made him angry.
"Of course I thought of you! If I were more worried about the Wild Clan than you, I would have alerted them long ago and taken precautions. I have never left your side, nor have I given the Wild Clan any orders, yet you still suspect me?"
She had no suspicions; she was simply blinded by anger and had lost her senses. She was easily agitated now, a burning rage churning within her, ready to erupt at any moment. This fire would boil herself and scald others.
She tried desperately to control herself, but she still couldn't suppress her anger.
Di Jiang turned his head away and inhaled, thinking of all that Jiu You had encountered, and lowered his tone again.
"I just hope we can face this calmly and not lose our composure because of Han Ling's one-sided story. If what Han Ling said is true, why didn't he say it before? Why did he wait until the two races' plan failed before revealing the so-called truth to you?" Di Jiang pointed out the crux of the problem, "Because you are uncontrollable. You are too difficult for him to control. Rather than using you to destroy the Heavenly Realm, he would rather secretly provoke a conflict between the two races. Unfortunately, the plan was interrupted by you many times. He had no other choice but to trick you into joining the game and make you work for him."
Duan Jiuyou's tone softened, but he remained defiant: "What do you mean there's no other way? Where am I out of control?"
Di Jiang sighed and said, "Look at my ears and the ginger on Bai Yanxing's head. If you were in control, you should have started a war with the gods as soon as you came out of the sea, instead of rushing to the Thirty-Third Heaven and almost tearing a hole in the sky. The heavenly punishment has not only reduced our cultivation, but also our strength."
"..." Bai Yanxing coughed and said, "You two can argue if you want, but don't bring up the dragon horns on my head."
The "ginger" on his head is the golden dragon horn that the Tiansheng clan is most proud of. The White Dragon clan only produces one golden-horned divine dragon every tens of millions of years, which is no less rare than the strange-colored divine turtle of the Ao clan.
Ignoring Bai Yanxing, Di Jiang said only to Duan Jiuyou, "I know you're heartbroken. With your parents gone through such a ordeal, no one could remain calm. I just don't want you to be used. If what Han Ling said is true, what's wrong with me accompanying you to the Thirty-Third Heaven? But if what he said is false, wouldn't I just be a tool in his hands? You chose to break through the Thirty-Third Heaven's barrier rather than attack the Divine Race because you have a moral compass."
"How do you know I haven't been fooled by those people?"
Duan Jiuyou gave a desolate smile: "The officials of the Nine Dynasties, the common people come before themselves. For which dynasty am I serving? I never knew pain before, never felt this was a sacrifice. Sometimes I asked myself, why do I have to do this? The voice I always heard was that I was burdened with a mission, born to fight. That's how the Emperor taught me, that's how I learned, and that's how I taught the disciples of the Ao Clan. Have you ever seen them retreat or fear in battle? We foolishly served as shields, and while the immortal officials outwardly sang our praises, how did they really see us behind our backs? Our clan is not skilled in magic; in their eyes, we are just illiterate brutes. And my father, with all four of his Ao legs severed at the root, how much pain must he have felt?"
She spoke with bitterness, her eyes and heart aching as if pierced by needles. She dared not even recall the scenes in the illusion, for once she did, she would lose her mind and want to tear through that barrier.
She reached out to Di Jiang, gently took his hand, and said wearily, "Tai Xiao, help me back to bed for a while, it hurts..."
...
Duan Jiuyou fell into a deep sleep. Di Jiang stayed by her side until late at night, and only left the inner palace with Bai Yanxing after seeing that her condition had stabilized.
The two of them went to Di'ao Mountain overnight.
The fact that Han Ling and Zong Huang appeared there at the same time suggests that there may be some clues left behind.
Before leaving, Di Jiang specially set up a barrier to prevent Han Ling from spreading rumors again. Unfortunately, Han Ling had another way. As early as when Duan Jiuyou developed a demonic mind, he took the opportunity to form a "contract" with her. This was a unique mind-reading technique of the demonic path, which could allow him to travel through the invisible. As long as the demonic mind did not dissipate, he could appear in front of her without any hindrance.
A crimson light entered like smoke, and when Duan Jiuyou opened his eyes, he saw a huge rabbit head.
He sat by her bedside observing her, seemingly very dissatisfied with her, and his first words were spoken in a harsh tone.
Why did you crash into the barrier?
The gods brought down punishment, and even he could not escape it.
He was originally a half-demon, and it took him tens of thousands of years to cultivate a decent human form. Duan Jiuyou's collision today directly knocked him back into a monster with a human body and a rabbit head.
"Or should I run you over?"
Duan Jiuyou sat up. Her hatred for him was no less than her hatred for the gods.
If he hadn't wreaked havoc on the Three Realms, how could there have been that war between gods and demons? Putting aside everything the gods did, just talking about Han Ling, he was absolutely an unforgivable bastard!
Before Han Ling, there was no precedent in the Heavenly Realm for eating immortals raw to replenish oneself. He had eaten thirteen immortals from divine mountains across the Five Continents. The demonic soul in front of him was shimmering with blood, flowing with the resentment of those people from back then.
Duan Jiuyou felt disgusted at the sight of him and said in a cold voice, "You should be glad that your body is bound within the barrier."
"Or would you kill me first?"
Han Ling was very sensible and had a proper attitude. He could tell that Duan Jiuyou disliked him, so he consciously sat back a little.
He said killing me was useless: "I am only awakening my divine soul now. You can't trap me or destroy me. My physical body is trapped in the barrier, and it's just a corpse to begin with. Even if this body is destroyed, as long as my divine soul doesn't perish, it can regenerate. Why waste your energy? I know you hate me, but now only I will tell you the truth. Half a day ago, I went to Di'ao Mountain, originally intending to bring the old turtles here to be witnesses for me. Unexpectedly, the Emperor Zong beat me to it and turned them into stone statues. In fact, how much could they know? Only the gods and I were present during the battle at the bottom of the sea. At most, they heard some of the sounds of the battle. But a person can't have a guilty conscience. Once you have a guilty conscience, you will go through all the possibilities and impossibilities in your mind."
Duan Jiuyou said, "If that's the case, why didn't the Emperor petrify them after the battle at the bottom of the sea?"
"They're just a bunch of mountain beasts. They can't even speak human language. What's the point of expending your magic power to petrify them? This time, he really went all out, petrifying about twenty of them in one go just to shut them up. I feel sorry for him for the cultivation he wasted."
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