Chapter 1493

"Since you fellow Daoists of the Explaining Sect have had your fill, then we of the Intercepting Sect will not keep you any longer."

Yunxiao cupped her hands, clearly issuing an order to evict the guests.

The people of the Explaining Sect had suffered a defeat and had no face to stay; they said 'we will meet again' and then left on their clouds in a dejected manner amidst the mockery of the Intercepting Sect crowd.

"Really vented a bad breath." Yunxiao returned to Biyou Palace, in a great mood.

Zhao Gongming naturally knew that his sister had acted for his sake and shook his head with a laugh.

"Do not take this matter to heart and disturb your own cultivation."

"Brother, you worry too much." Yunxiao shook her head, "By the way, news came from Senior Brother Duobao that the Heavenly Court does not have the Investiture of the Gods list at all. It seems that the Investiture of the Gods list is either with the Founder or with the Senior Uncle."

Zhao Gongming frowned: "In that case, it's difficult to handle."

In the hands of those two, it's impossible to snatch it away.

Once a real move is made, that will be the time for the final decisive battle.

Yunxiao nodded: "However, the Investiture of the Gods list is not in the Heavenly Court, and Senior Brother Duobao and the others will not be bound by it, which is actually a good thing. As for the Investiture of the Gods list, it won't be too late to snatch it when there is a chance."

Zhao Gongming nodded: "Indeed. Junior Sister, you should return to Three Immortals Island; with me sitting in Jin Ao Island, I think there won't be any problems."

"Good."

Yunxiao nodded, rode an auspicious cloud, and left directly.

16......

The Twelve Golden Immortals and Randeng left Jin Ao Island in a disheveled state; until they returned to Kunlun, everyone still did not have a good look for Randeng.

The planned scheme had all turned into bubbles.

Guang Chengzi was defeated and lost face, and Randeng even lost a high-grade innate merit magic treasure.

Consequently, the Explaining Sect was also left without any luster on its face.

"Senior Brother Guang Chengzi, I have a guess." Randeng suddenly said, "That Yunxiao's Dao cultivation is so astonishing, almost not of the quasi-saint realm; could it be that she has already attained the Dao?"

Guang Chengzi heard this, his expression changed, and he looked at Randeng with an expression of 'are you treating me like a fool'.

Become a saint?

In the Primordial World, who doesn't know that becoming a saint is difficult?

The path of attaining sainthood through the three corpses is almost a dead end.

Because since Hongjun, no one has walked that path to success.

What virtue and ability does Yunxiao have to be able to become a saint?

Moreover, to become a saint silently?

Randeng's words, in Guang Chengzi's view, were just shirking responsibility, and furthermore, there was a suspicion of giving himself a way out.

After all, losing to a quasi-saint of the same rank is a bit shameful.

Losing to a saint, then it is understandable.

"Vice Sect Master is truly full of whimsical ideas; this poor Daoist is not lightly injured and needs to return to the mountain to recuperate, so I won't chat more with the Vice Sect Master." Guang Chengzi cupped his hands, rode his cloud, and left without looking back.

Chi Jingzi and the others saw this and also hurriedly said: "Senior Brother, wait, let's go together."

In the blink of an eye, the Twelve Golden Immortals were all gone.

Even Cihang, Wenshu, Puxian, and Juliusun, who were usually on good terms with Randeng, did not stay.

No other reason, Randeng was too bullying.

Defeated is defeated.

As a result, he was good; he said Yunxiao was a saint.

If they really believed it, wouldn't the Twelve Golden Immortals of the Explaining Sect become fools?

Isn't this insulting the intelligence of the Twelve Golden Immortals?

Although the word 'intelligence' did not exist in this era.

But the meaning was just that.

The Four Great True Persons usually walked close to Randeng, not because they really had a good relationship with him, but because Randeng had wide connections and many ways to help them go further.

Now seeing that Randeng was unreliable, how could they dare to stay?

Even other thoughts emerged in their hearts: Randeng's words should be thought about more in the future, otherwise they might be pitted.

It is not to blame the Four Great True Persons for having these thoughts; in the Explaining Sect, if one's mind is not sharp enough, it is very easy to be dragged away to block disasters.

"Sigh!"

Seeing that everyone was gone in the blink of an eye, Randeng sighed, his face full of bitterness.

This time the scheme really lost both the wife and the soldiers.

Not only was the treasure of enlightenment gone, but the good relationships established in the Explaining Sect were also destroyed.

It can be said that his countless years of hard work in the Explaining Sect were all washed away today.

Randeng's heartache was simply indescribable.

"By the way, it was all because of that Daoist's words that I instigated the Twelve Golden Immortals of the Explaining Sect to go to Jin Ao Island." Randeng's mind flashed with spiritual light, and he became vigilant, "No, who is that Daoist, why did I believe his words without doubt?"

Thinking of this, Randeng did not dare to think any further.

Who else could make a quasi-saint like him fall into a trap, besides a saint?

He had clearly fallen into a saint's scheme!

"Dangerous!" Cold sweat appeared on Randeng's forehead, "The great calamity is not over, it is not suitable to leave the mountain!"

Randeng was scared to death; at this moment, he didn't even have the thought of enlightenment, returned to his cave, sealed the mountain gate, and even activated forty-nine layers of mountain-protecting formations, only then did he feel relieved.

Heavenly Court.

"Senior Brother, drink!"

"Should call me Great Emperor, why still call me Senior Brother."

In the Qinghua Emperor Palace, Daoist Duobao sat high, and below him, the disciples of the Intercepting Sect were all full of smiles, raising their cups to toast.

At this time, the Qinghua Emperor Palace was like the Jade Pool Fairyland, with fairy maidens dancing and beautiful silk and bamboo music.

Immortal officials came in an endless stream, sending up delicacies and immortal wine.

"I originally thought being a god was a bitter job, didn't expect that being a god is really not bad."

"Indeed. Fine wine and delicacies every day, isn't it more luxurious than the emperors of the human world?"

"Wonderful, wonderful. This Heavenly Court is really a good place; even if the great calamity is over, I don't want to return to the cave to practice."

Daoist Duobao drank wine while listening to his junior brothers' words, and different thoughts also arose in his heart.

At this time, he should clearly have advised his junior brothers not to degenerate, but to be brave and diligent, pursuing the Great Dao.

However, in the days in the Heavenly Court, it was not just ordinary disciples who were eroded by power; even Daoist Duobao had different thoughts about power in his heart.

People who have never enjoyed power will always think they are pure and desireless.

Daoist Duobao also thought so before.

He did not understand why humans, immortals, and gods clung to power, and could only attribute it to an unstable mind.

Until he became a Heavenly Emperor, he knew the benefits of power.

"This power is simply the most beautiful poison in the world; once anyone tastes it, it is difficult to cut it off." Duobao sighed in his heart, "Master, do not blame the disciple for this; cultivation and power are not opposed. I have become a Great Emperor, but I am still a disciple of the Intercepting Sect, and I can still practice."

Gouchen Emperor Palace.

Our Lady of the Golden Spirit, Our Lady of Wudang, and Our Lady of the Turtle Spirit were also holding a banquet.

Just like on Daoist Duobao's side, here it was also a scene of debauchery.

It was just because they were all female immortals, the immortal wine was not so popular with them, and the smell of alcohol was not so heavy.

Apart from that, there was no difference.

The immortals were all smiles, and laughter was constant.

It was clear that compared to the pure cultivation of the human world, this was more popular.

Even for the three of Our Lady of the Golden Spirit, their Dao hearts began to waver.