usatvline Chapter 249 The Primordial World (6)
Chapter 249 The Primordial World (6)
Explain!
"Ancestor, it was when I was traveling that Gonggong deliberately came to fight me. I couldn't just not fight back. Now that I think about it, it seems like he deliberately ran towards Buzhou Mountain." Zhu Rong said, realizing that something was amiss.
Wangyou did some quick calculations and thought, "That old Deng has been scheming for quite a while!"
"Ancestor, who are you talking about?"
"Hongjun, she's scheming about fortune and merit. This old scoundrel wants to scheme against the Heavenly Dao. As Pangu's most direct descendants, you are her primary targets. Can you please be more careful when you go out in the future? I don't want to be cleaning up your messes." Wangyou was helpless. She wondered if killing Hongjun now would have any bad consequences.
"Ancestor, we will be careful. We will never fight with anyone in the future, and even if we do fight, we will not let others lead us by the nose. We will never help others indiscriminately and incur karmic debts," Di Jiang said, taking a deep breath.
"You all better be careful. I'll see when is the right time to kill Hongjun." Wangyou said before disappearing.
"That bastard Hongjun is truly determined to destroy my Wu clan. We are now saints, we should be able to defeat that old man." Zhu Rong had a fiery temper, and how could she swallow her anger after realizing she had been tricked?
They're all saints, acting like one is more noble than the other!
"Let's plan this carefully before taking any action," Houtu said calmly.
Wangyou left the Wu Clan and discovered that Hongjun could not die for the time being, but the sky had been ripped open, and although Hongjun was not the one who did it, he was definitely involved.
Wangyou thought and thought, and the more she thought about it, the angrier she became. She couldn't kill him, but beating him up would be a temporary way to vent her anger.
Wangyou flew directly to Zixiao Palace.
Well, Hongjun, with his otherworldly air and refined demeanor, looks respectable, but why does he always do such inhuman things? No wonder humans later worshipped artificial gods; the gods created by heaven and earth have their own thoughts.
"Who are you?"
"The one who'll beat you up!" Wangyou's brick, which had been gathering dust in the corner, could finally come out and get some fresh air.
"I'll teach you to do inhuman things! I'll teach you to scheme against this and that! I'll teach you to make me clean up your messes every day! What, haven't you vomited enough blood yet?" Wangyou said, then smacked Hongjun on the head twice with a brick.
As soon as she finished speaking, Hongjun's head was covered in bumps, and his cultivation level was forcibly reduced, causing him to regress to the early stage of the Saint realm.
"Let me tell you, if you resort to any more underhanded tactics, don't blame me for killing you." After saying this, Wangyou carried the brick and swaggered out of Zixiao Palace.
After Wangyou left, Hongjun didn't care about anything else and quickly sat down to meditate and regulate his breathing. Unfortunately, he completely lost that feeling of touching the Heavenly Dao. Hongjun wanted to calculate Wangyou's identity, but unexpectedly, he was backfired and dropped directly from the Saint rank.
As Wangyou walked away, she seemed to realize something, "You reap what you sow. You think you can take advantage of me, your grandma!"
A major announcement suddenly broke in the Three Realms: Zixiao Palace had closed, and Hongjun was going into seclusion.
"This old man is still quite astute, but it's probably difficult for him to regain his saintly status." Wangyou happily munched on a chicken leg.
"Master, will things be peaceful for a while now?" Duobao asked, eating a chicken wing.
"That's probably true. If he doesn't act up next time, he might just die."
Qinglian's expression shifted slightly. She had just been born and had found a super powerful patron. She had to hold on to this patron well. She needed to improve her cooking skills so that her master would never want to part with them.
"Master, this is spirit flower candy made from spirit flowers I picked some time ago. Please try it." Qinglian smiled and handed Wangyou a small box.
When Wangyou opened the box, the candies inside were crystal clear, with a faint floral fragrance and a sweet candy scent. Just looking at them made her very happy.
Wangyou eagerly grabbed one, saying, "It's delicious, you can make more."
"Don't worry, Master, I will research more delicious recipes." Qinglian's confidence grew.
After eating and drinking her fill, Wangyou suddenly remembered the two Westerners she had imprisoned under the Five Finger Mountain many years ago, wondering if they were still alive.
Thinking of this, Wangyou was quite interested, and she took Qinglian and Duobao down to one of the Five Finger Mountains.
"Master, are you going to see those two Taoist priests dressed in tattered clothes?" Duobao asked curiously.
"Yes, I'll go see how miserable those two are!" Wangyou remembered that the Buddha Tathagata was one of the two Western Saints, namely Jieyin and Zhunti. Wangyou didn't know which one exactly, so naturally she had to go and see what the commotion was about.
"Duobao, did those two offend Master?" Qinglian asked in a low voice.
"The two of them said they were destined to be with the master the first time they met him. They didn't even look at themselves. How dare they say they were destined to be with the master? Then the master suppressed them under the Five Fingers Mountain. But more than that, the master just couldn't stand those two." Having followed Wangyou for a long time, Duobao could guess some of the reasons.
"If Master doesn't like it, Qinglian won't like it either. I'll just make a bunch of delicious food and make them drool," Qinglian said angrily.
"That's a good idea. They've been imprisoned for so long, they probably don't have much magic power left. Even if they're alive, they probably won't be living well. Delicious food will definitely tempt them to death," Duobao agreed.
Amidst their laughter and conversation, the three arrived at the foot of a Five Finger Mountain. Just as the sun was setting, screams echoed from inside the cave.
"That's quite a long life, still alive!" Wangyou couldn't help but sigh.
“Master, you are at least a Great Luo Golden Immortal!” Duobao laughed.
As they approached the cave entrance, the stench of blood filled the air. Wangyou rubbed her nose uncomfortably, but still went inside.
Once inside, they saw a bloodied man, filthy and bound by chains, still being tortured, practically half-dead.
"Is this Jieyin or Zhunti?" The man's face was covered in scabs, making him unrecognizable.
"Please, let me go!" The guide, who was being tortured, saw that the person who came was the one who had imprisoned him under the mountain, and couldn't help but beg for mercy.
If time could turn back, he and Zhunti would definitely avoid her, but unfortunately there are no "ifs".
"How spineless!" Wangyou exclaimed in surprise. "Don't you know that things in this world are subject to reincarnation? The consequences you are suffering today are the result of your own actions!"
"Please, let me go!" Jieyin spoke again, sensing that he was about to give up.
"Letting you go doesn't seem like an impossible task. You can wait another five hundred years. If you can meet someone willing to save you after five hundred years, you can leave." Wangyou smiled, but her words made Jieyin's heart sink.
"Let's go, Qinglian, I want to eat Dragon and Phoenix Soup today."
"Yes, Master!" The three rested outside Wuzhi Mountain for one night, and the next day they went to another Wuzhi Mountain.
I met Zhunti somewhere. Zhunti was in even worse condition, but he seemed to have a bit more backbone than Jieyin, though not by much.
Zhunti gave Wangyou a golden lotus platform, hoping that Wangyou would let him go.
Wangyou received the lotus platform. "So the Golden Lotus of Merit is with you. You are like Jieyin. If someone is willing to save you in five hundred years, you can leave."