Chapter 181: Sibling Friction, the Demon Race Manifests, Fengxi's Doubt

Enough already!

Báizé spoke confidently.

"Isn't the Hongjun Daozu just the highest, greatest heavenly will of this era?"

"He who holds the Heavenly Dao overlooks Honghuang."

"The vast heavenly realm he opened up—Di Jun asked him for it, and he didn't refuse… isn't that exactly a 'heavenly bestowal'?"

Báizé said his reasoning was absolutely sound, at most merely a slight embellishment.

"That's also right."

After the four Yao Emperors muttered a few sentences to each other, they jointly approved Báizé's explanation.

Although the powerhouses who truly understand the intrigues among the Great Luo factions don't really care about these empty titles.

After all, those who can get into this circle understand that the true rulers of this era are ultimately the local strongmen of each mountain stronghold, as well as the powerful clans that control formidable forces—the 'aristocratic ministers' at the core.

Perhaps later, on this great chessboard of Honghuang, we will add some ideological schools—Dao, Buddhism, and the like—to wage a grand ideological struggle, suppressing the hundred schools and honoring only one.

But for now, to fool the Demon Race's masses, the 'Heavenly Dao's Bestowal' sword still carries great deterrent power.

"Do we… count as holding the Heavenly Dao to command the masses?"

Nüwa beamed with joy, looking very happy.

"If you're strong enough, why would you need to rely on it?" Xihuang said dismissively, "Just command heaven and earth—who would dare not obey?"

"Little sister, you're lacking ambition!"

"If I were strong enough, could the household still be decided by you, my older brother?" Nüwa shrank her neck, muttering, "Why must I be the younger sister just because you're the older brother? Why can't I be the elder sister and you the younger brother?"

"It's the natural order of age!" Xihuang greeted a Yao Marshal nearby while expressing his helplessness about the sibling relationship, "You developed spirituality a bit later than me, so this relation is fated… What can I do? I'm helpless too!"

"I don't believe a word of what you're saying…" Nüwa glanced at him sideways, "If you're truly helpless, then don't get in the way!"

"We're all Daluo; we can reset our origins… Is it difficult to let a single thought cause ourselves to be born earlier?"

"But why, every time I do this and then compare our birth times, do I always find we're off by just a little bit?"

"Did you tamper with it?"

"Little sister… when acting as gods, we need evidence!" Xihuang said with a kind smile, "Without proof, don't accuse me… perhaps it was Pangu the Great God intervening? Do you want us to become a harmonious brother-sister pair?"

"What does Pangu's doing have to do with me, Fuxi?"

As he said this, Xihuang's dragon tail twitched slightly, shattering a star.

"Pah!"

Nüwa spat, her whole person exhaling with a whoosh, "You're just passing the buck to Pangu, right?"

"If one day I become the elder sister, it will surely be because of Pangu!"

"Do you believe it?"

"I believe, believe, believe! Why wouldn't I believe?" Xihuang chuckled, "But in my view, little sister, you're still far from the strength needed to move Pangu—keep working hard!"

"Otherwise… tsk tsk tsk!"

After Xihuang sighed while shaking his head, he tossed Nüwa aside and called to Yao Marshal Citie, "Citie, take a look—can this cosmic heavenly realm be dragged to the summit of Mount Buzhou and merged with the stellar sea of the heavens?"

The Yao Marshal remained silent, estimating in his heart, then after a moment said, "It can be done, and quite easily… give me half an incense stick's time, and it's sufficient!"

"Alright, thank you for your hard work."

Xihuang patted his shoulder.

Yao Marshal Citie nodded, strode forward, and manifested his true-form dharma aspect.

He resembled a water buffalo, but with huge horns, his fur pitch black.

With each step he took, his dharma aspect grew by thousands or even tens of thousands of times.

In the end, nearly filling the starry sky, he lifted the cosmic heavenly realm that Hongjun Daozu had opened up and steadily delivered it to the summit of Mount Buzhou.

"Hum!"

At the same time, a speck of misty immortal light in Di Jun's palm spread out, permeating heaven and earth, lightly brushing past the River of Time, taking effect in the hearts of all beings, altering their memories bit by bit, blocking their cognition of one matter.

——What Daozu opening the vast universe, what Yao Marshal bearing the heavenly realm forward……has that ever happened?

"It never happened!"

"It's only a show; only when done perfectly can we fool the masses into saying it's an auspicious sign, the will of heaven!"

All of this proceeded very smoothly.

The Wu Clan's side, the Ancestral Witches who had just returned to Mount Buzhou's main camp, merely watched this scene coldly.

Although their gazes were cold, they did not launch a strong attack, nor fight the Yao Clan again.

"Those who come are not good, and the good do not come… In the days ahead, we may never find peace."

Gonggong Ancestral Witch sighed.

"No problem." Houtu Ancestral Witch said calmly, "Isn't it just not seeing each other when lowering or raising one's head? Isn't it just friction and conflict?"

"We can keep going!"

This Ancestral Witch, though female, bears a dignity and domineering presence no less than that of several Yao Emperors.

"If we can't even overthrow the Yao Clan, what's there to talk about revolutionizing heaven and replacing the Dao?"

Houtu's gaze was deep: "Moreover, they dare to build their nest atop the Heavenly Pillar… they aren't afraid that one day the pillar might fail, sending them plummeting from above!"

"The higher you stand, the worse the fall!"

She gave this calm assessment.

But something strange is that Houtu's peripheral vision began to drift toward Gonggong Ancestral Witch's head, wandering back and forth, as if deep in thought.

However, Gonggong Ancestral Witch was unaware.

……

The establishment of the Demon Race's highest Heavenly Court proceeded quickly.

Perhaps to buy time, before the seeds of Kunlun's failure spread out, using the strongest means to straighten out the order of the Demon Race, in order to carry out the subsequent confrontation and suppression.

Chi Tie Yao Marshal just stabilized that side of the cosmic heavenly realm at the summit of Buzhou, and made it merge with the Zhoutian Star Sea, under the protection of the great formation…… the four demon emperors then began the procedure of founding the clan.

Under the full set of strategy provided by Báizé Yao Marshal, everything can proceed in an orderly manner.

Before the myriad beings could relax their tense hearts under the awe-inspiring 'joint military exercise,' they heard a vast and solemn Dao resonance echoing through the Honghuang cosmos.

It was Di Jun speaking.

He expressed with a sorrowful, heavy tone that in the Honghuang cosmos, the myriad races and beings were waging war upon each other, countless lives dying unjustly…… he could not bear it in his heart, resolved to handle this inter-racial conflict, so that in the future all beings could live in harmony and develop together.

To transform the myriad races into one race, and to build the greatest platform, giving all beings the opportunity to advance.

This race shall be called the Demon Race!

Between heaven and earth, all sentient beings are demons!

"May demons love one another, and may all demons become gods!"

——In short, this is drawing a pie, and the pie is flying.

The Demon Race, this is considered established.

Announce to Honghuang, announce to the beings, tell the myriad races that there is such an organization.

But this is not enough.

For the Demon Race to go public, it needs sufficient funding before it can grow big and strong.

Fortunately, the matter of funding had already been discussed among the Great Luo Heavenly Will.

The next moment, numerous demon gods responded——representing their respective clans responding.

"I, the Phoenix Clan, second the motion……from now on there shall be no Phoenix Clan, only the Demon Race's Phoenix Division!"

"I, the Qinyuan Clan, second the motion……from now on there shall be no Qinyuan Clan, only the Demon Race's Qinyuan Division!"

"I……"

One Great Luo after another stood up, speaking on behalf of their clans, and one top-tier clan after another joined the Demon Race.

Furthermore, to show support for the Demon Race's purpose, they discarded the clan title and changed it to 'division'.

Even the Dragon Clan had a Dragon King step forward to respond!

"That old dragon, hedging his bets!" Qinyuan Yao Marshal chuckled lightly.

"Normal……he has deep pockets, and having plunged into this great mire, he naturally won't put all his eggs in one basket." Jimeng Yao Marshal said, "In that case, even if the Wu Clan, the main investment, suffers a crushing defeat, the Dragon Clan can transform and continue to get by using its top-tier status within the Demon Race."

"Just this way, we would only consider the Dragon Clan as one member of the 'joint governance,' not the most important core..." Yingzhao Yao Marshal, "but the old dragon should also be aware."

"He certainly knows……after all, he has died once before."

Several Yao Marshals chatted idly.

And the establishment of the Demon Race continued.

With financial backing from one strong and great clan after another, and the powerful accession of these local magnates, the newly founded Demon Race, fresh out of its shell, immediately soared to a state of full-fledged wings.

Having reached this point, it was time to formalize and announce the assignment of positions to the beings.

Di Jun and Taiyi, owing to their great merit in operating the great sun and illuminating heaven and earth and all beings, assumed the demon emperor posts.

Nüwa the Great Sage, owing to her merit in operating creation and aiding the myriad spirits in genesis and propagation, also assumed the demon emperor post.

Fuxi the Great Sage, using the Yi Dao to propose long-term planning ability for cultivation and clan development, together with lofty morality and character, assumed the demon emperor post.

Báizé, owing to his extensive knowledge and strong insight, and being able to offer constructive opinions for the Demon Race, assumed the Yao Marshal post.

……

These were positions already arranged beforehand, based on strength and power; the strong and vigorous became emperors and marshals, and below them were the leaders of regional authority——the demon gods.

Of course, outwardly one certainly cannot say that.

The value orientation is not very good.

Thus, they did not spare praising words, highlighting that these great beings have excellent abilities and good conduct, making it reasonable and just to rule over the beings.

They are not only immensely powerful, but also perfect and flawless, morally supreme!

Thus, ruling over Honghuang is natural and right.

When the Demon Race's wings are full, the kingly governing system is displayed, and it possesses sufficient ruling power, then the entire clan is considered truly established.

"The Demon Race, accomplished!"

"Please, Heavenly Dao, bear witness!"

Di Jun uttered the loudest divine words.

In an instant, the vast cosmos had brilliant golden light seeping forth from the void, illuminating heaven, earth, mountains, and rivers.

That golden light fell into the eyes of the beings, letting them naturally realize——

This is merit!

Merit-golden light, bestowed upon beings who have performed great deeds for heaven and earth, can turn misfortune into fortune, avert disaster, bring smooth sailing, and greatly increase one's Dao cultivation……

In short, this is the Heavenly Dao's delighted expression at the establishment of the Demon Race, rewarding each demon emperor, demon marshal, and demon god!

As the golden light fell, many Great Luo demon gods' faces showed delighted expressions, as if……

As if they were the salaried class who, after toiling long and hard, finally received their wages plus bonus.

A heavenly-sized red envelope, letting smiles bloom on their faces.

However, the demon marshals and even the demon emperors did not have expressions all smiles.

Some gave a calm nod, indicating they were just getting by.

Some were secretly pursing their lips……for example, Nüwa seemed to be muttering things like 'too little,' 'the Heavenly Dao is stingy,' 'is Hongjun that poor?' and so on.

After receiving the merit, Di Jun clenched a hand seal within his sleeve.

The next moment, boundless divine radiance and variegated hues flowed between heaven and earth; in the obscurity, the Three Thousand Great Dao intertwined and resonated, transforming into eternal immortal tones, shaking the hearts of all beings.

That was a kind of very ancient, weathered Dao resonance, as if expounding the supreme truth——

「The Demon Race is established, the Heavenly Court appears! 」

In an instant, the sole heavenly pillar that propped up heaven and earth and that all beings could see—Mount Buzhou—at its highest, utmost limit, began to burst forth brilliant light.

The vastest heaven and earth unfold here!

It is magnificent and boundless, mysterious and infinite, possessing an ultimate beauty beyond mortal imagination.

And at the same time.

Di Jun was putting on a show, his face showing shock, delight, and other expressions, his voice deliberately turned up to the maximum, all for the purpose of letting every living being hear him.

「Heaven blesses our Demon Race! 」

「Just as our race was established, this supreme foundation was sent, allowing us to establish the Heavenly Court! 」

「The gods and I will work together, building this cosmic heavenly realm, transforming it into the perfect stronghold of our Demon Race! 」

At the Demon Emperor's command, numerous demon gods followed him, swarming into the vast heavenly realm.

Thereafter, countless demon spirits were admitted and entered, to build a paradise for the Demon Race.

This paradise is also known by mortals as the Thirty-Three Heavens!

Fengxi's eyes widened.

Like all beings, he endured the impact and baptism of a series of unbelievable major events.

Just moments ago he was providing off-field assistance at the University Games, and the next moment he saw the brilliant star sea...... At that time he felt very panicked.

After another blink, a towering deity appeared—Pangu's true form battling heaven and earth...... Fengxi's jaw began to feel unsteady.

In the blink of an eye, Xihuang unleashed his power, altering the landscape of Honghuang, even tearing apart ancient mountains and rivers......

His legs felt a little weak.

Cultivators below the Great Net, the stronger they are, the more they can feel the supreme terror within.

After all, ordinary beings have cultivation too weak to see the whole picture, only able to glimpse a corner of heaven and earth; although they feel startled, that's all.

But someone like Fengxi, who has attained the Great Ultimate, can converse with the cosmos and share the same essence as heaven and earth, only then can they truly grasp the ferocious terror of the confrontation and struggle!

The more one knows, the more one feels one's own weakness and helplessness.

So for the remaining time, to avoid watching it all on his knees, Fengxi chose—to watch it all seated.

From the witch-demon battle, to the manifestation of Patriarch Hongjun, to the twists and turns—joint military exercises—he was overwhelmed, dumbfounded.

Not to mention afterward, the witch-demons ceased fighting, and immediately followed the establishment of the Demon Race......

In such a short time, so many things happened; the key is whether Fengxi's own actions served as the fuse......

「This life was worth it...... Now I have something to brag about...... 」

Fengxi, having watched it all seated, felt in his heart:

「Moreover, the Demon Race's act of fabricating auspicious omens...... How arrogant is that? 」

Di Jun altered the memories of all beings.

But he...... still remembers all of this!

(End of chapter)