Chapter 275: The Grand Scheme to Ruin Taiyi

Qianyuan Mountain.

Golden Light Cave.

Taiyi Zhenren sat in meditation in the cave abode, with a fly-whisk placed beside him, its silver threads like snow, emitting a faint spiritual light.

He narrowed his eyes, gazing toward the direction of Thus line: Chen Tang Guan Guan, the corners of his mouth slightly lifting.

"Nezha went to Thus line: Chen Tang Guan Guan on this mission, cutting his flesh to return to his mother, scraping his bones to return to his father, then committing suicide to apologize. This was to give his life for the people of Thus line: Chen Tang Guan Guan; even if that person knew, they would say nothing."

"All that remains is to prepare lotus root for Nezha's rebirth, thereby completely severing karmic ties with that person."

Having said that, he looked at the lotus in the pond, and Taiyi Zhenren smiled slightly.

"Now we just need to wait for Nezha's soul to arrive at Qianyuan Mountain."

But after waiting three days, they discovered that Nezha's soul never appeared in Qianyuan Mountain.

Taiyi Zhenren looked doubtful: "Strange, could something have gone wrong?"

Thinking, he tried to calculate with his fingers, but found he could not work it out, so he rose and left the cave abode for Thus line: Chen Tang Guan Guan.

In the Li mansion, everything was normal, no funeral arrangements were made; Li Jing did not permit it, and only Lady Yin made a memorial tomb for Nezha.

Taiyi Zhenren inquired of the Li mansion's servants and then learned the full story.

He frowned slightly: "Was Nezha's corpse taken to heaven? His soul has still not gone to Qianyuan Mountain; I suspect it's trapped in his body—this is troublesome."

After a moment's thought, he turned into a streak of light, vanished on the spot, and headed for the heavens.

Above the Nine Heavens, the Southern Heaven Gate stood towering, clouds and mist swirling, exuding sacred majesty.

The heavenly guards stationed at the Southern Heaven Gate wore silver armor, held long spears, stood straight, solemn in expression, ever vigilant of the surroundings.

At that moment, a streak of light shot up from the lower realm; when it neared, the light faded, revealing Taiyi Zhenren's figure.

"Who goes there? Dare you barge into the Southern Heaven Gate!" the heavenly guard shouted, thrusting his spear sideways to block Taiyi Zhenren's path.

Taiyi Zhenren, with an immortal's aura, holding a fly-whisk, exuding transcendent grace, smiled and said: "I am Taiyi Zhenren of Qianyuan Mountain; I seek an audience with the Heavenly Emperor, I hope you will grant me passage."

They had long known Taiyi Zhenren would come; Haotian had already ordered his interception.

The heavenly guards' faces were expressionless, their voices icy: "Recently rebels have caused trouble in heaven, so the Heavenly Court is on strict lockdown; without the Heavenly Emperor's decree, no one may enter—please turn back."

Taiyi Zhenren furrowed his brows slightly: "If I go inside and request an edict from the Heavenly Emperor, what do you think?"

The heavenly guards remained unmoved, still standing ready.

"Without the Heavenly Emperor's decree, entry is forbidden!"

"Damn it, I've been speaking nicely, yet you won't listen—do you really want me to resort to force?"

Taiyi Zhenren spoke in a deep voice, instantly changed his expression, and with a sweep of his fly-whisk knocked the guarding heavenly guards to the ground.

This commotion also alerted the heavenly guards stationed at the Southern Heaven Gate, who immediately emerged from the gate to surround Taiyi Zhenren.

Several senior generals also came over, seeing Taiyi Zhenren frown.

"Taiyi Zhenren, could it be that your Sect of the Enlightenment wants to stir up trouble in the Heavenly Palace again?"

"Although you are a disciple of the Sect of the Enlightenment, the Heavenly Emperor's background is not weak either; if the trouble reaches that exalted person, you won't gain any advantage."

Taiyi Zhenren said: "I do not wish it to be so, but you took Nezha to heaven, and I have come to retrieve his mortal body."

"Nezha slew the heavenly court's divine patrol, the Nightwalker of the Sea; he wrought evil in the East Sea, slaughtering the Dragon King's son in the Dragon Palace; His Majesty has already executed Nezha's corpse with thunderfire punishment, his mortal body long reduced to ashes—you've come too late."

"What! You executed Nezha with thunderfire punishment?" Taiyi Zhenren's face grew ever darker.

Nezha is the person he selected for the calamity, and moreover, according to Yuanshi Tianzun's decree, he was specially taken from Nuwa; there will be no second such suitable candidate for the calamity.

"Nezha's mortal body is destroyed—what about his primordial spirit?" Taiyi Zhenren gritted his teeth, his clenched fists cracking.

"It has long dissipated in smoke and mist within the thunderfire punishment." The heavenly guards and generals said lightly.

"Damn it, you've deprived me of my chosen one for the calamity—I will bury the Heavenly Court with you!"

Taiyi Zhenren's eyes seemed to blaze with anger, the surrounding air almost congealed from his fury; he waved his fly-whisk, and a mighty immortal power burst forth, surging straight at the heavenly guards before him.

The front rank of heavenly guards was blown away directly.

Seeing this, the several senior generals shouted angrily: "Taiyi Zhenren, how dare you act wildly at the Southern Heaven Gate—do you intend to oppose the entire Heavenly Court?"

Taiyi Zhenren gave a cold snort: "Today the Heavenly Court will surely suffer calamity!"

His voice echoed through the Nine Heavens, and the entire Heavenly Court trembled.

……

In the Hall of Lingxiao.

Solemn and majestic, resplendent with gold and azure, immortal mist drifting.

Haotian sat upon the throne, secretly observing the situation outside the Southern Heaven Gate under the eyes of the assembled immortals.

Seeing Taiyi Zhenren fighting fiercely outside, Haotian was not at all surprised.

But he was still furious in his heart; the Sect of the Enlightenment's disciples have become utterly lawless.

But only by causing a greater uproar could he go to the Zixiao Palace to obtain what he wanted.

But the immortals, unaware of Haotian's thoughts, seeing Taiyi Zhenren single-handedly storming heaven, all panicked and ran about in confusion.

"Your Majesty, the Sect of the Enlightenment bullies people excessively; now Taiyi Zhenren has attacked again—what are we to do?"

Gazing at the panicking immortals, Haotian couldn't help but shake his head.

The Heavenly Court appears numerous, yet there is not a single usable person,

With such personnel allocation, no matter how the Heavenly Court develops, it will never amount to anything and will never earn the respect of the Three Realms.

He spoke up.

"What's there to panic about? I don't believe a mere Taiyi Zhenren could dare to tear down this Heavenly Court."

"Your Majesty, Taiyi Zhenren is one of the Twelve Golden Immortals of the Jade Void; my Heavenly Court truly has no match for him—perhaps he really dares to wreck the Heavenly Palace."

Amid the immortals' panic, Taibai Jinxing stepped forward.

"Immortal beings, do not forget that Your Majesty is a quasi-sage of great power; if Your Majesty acts, a mere Taiyi Zhenren can be suppressed with a raise of Your hand."

After hearing Tai Bai Jin Xing's words, all the immortals and gods looked toward Haotian.

"Tai Bai Jin Xing spoke extremely correctly; we all forgot that before His Majesty became the Heavenly Emperor, he was also a great power, his magic power boundless, suppressing a True Person of Taiyi is utterly trivial."

The panicked immortals and gods seemed to have found their mainstay, and immediately felt much more at ease.

Haotian had been happily watching the play.

Tai Bai Jin Xing suddenly mentioned himself, causing all the immortals and gods to place great hopes on him.

Haotian wished he could slap Tai Bai Jin Xing to death with a single slap.

"Tai Bai Jin Xing, I truly thank you."

Thinking Haotian was praising himself, Tai Bai Jin Xing said, "Your Majesty, this is my duty."

Haotian let out a cold snort: "How can you still be immortals and gods of the Heavenly Court? I am the Lord of the Three Realms; just a Chan Sect disciple makes me take action—isn't that letting people laugh at us?"

"If I win, it's fine; if I lose, the Heavenly Court won't even have that bit of face left."

Haotian's words made the immortal families come to their senses.

"Your Majesty is absolutely right, but if Your Majesty doesn't take action, what should we do now?"

At that moment, a graceful figure walked in—it was Princess Long Ji.

"Why not try seeking help from the Jie Sect?"