Chapter 340: Talking nonsense, a reckoning will come

If you have something touching to say, just give me a 'squeak'.

Nüwa frowned, "By the way, let me also share my opinion: what do you think of this loyal subordinate of Luóhú the Demon Ancestor, Niúkuí, who regards death as going home?"

After an indescribable silence.

Then a leisurely response came forth, as if an elder who had slept for myriad ages awoke, gazing upon the world's vicissitudes, his emotions holding too much sorrow and helplessness, bearing an unimaginable past.

Squeak.

First came a 'squeak', to give Nüwa face.

After the squeak came a heart full of bitterness and sorrow.

"Recalling the past, myriad demons gathered, the Demon Lord as soldiers, the Demon Sovereign as generals, whipping the world into submission, none dared to disobey."

"Looking at the present, fame and fortune have scattered, the Demon Lord's internal traitor leader, the hall filled with twenty-five, only sorrow remains."

Luóhú is very angry.

Luóhú is very furious.

But what can be done?

When he was treated as a trash bin, the coffin lid was nailed shut tight, making it impossible to lift the coffin and rise.

When someone needs to use him to make an article, even if he is unwilling, even if he curls up his body, only wishing to stay hidden in the coffin and not come out, not face that bloody world, he will still be forcibly pried open the coffin lid and whipped again as a corpse.

Luóhú has it so hard…… Please, let him go.

Even if it's just shearing sheep or cutting leeks, you can't keep fixating on a single sheep or a single leek to torment!

The spirit of the World-ending Great Mill let out the heaviest sigh.

Luóhú is too miserable.

Please let him go.

If we want sustainable development, even if it's a professional who carries the pot, we can't use him to death.

Especially, now he has been made into an innate spiritual treasure, daily dazed and muddled…… and yet you still won't let him go!

Like that Niúkuí Demon Lord.

Damn!

Luóhú doesn't even know what this scallion is, let alone what orders to convey. Now this heroic, impassioned appearance of going to die…… really just bullying the pot-ancestor tool-person, unable to step out and confront face-to-face?

The Great Mill resented, directing the highest condemnation at the cold, heartless gods who used him as a raft and tool.

——Regarding anything to do with gods or humans, this bunch does nothing at all!

Heaven is blind!

Damn!

Where exactly is the true great demon?

Back then, Luóhú the Demon Ancestor, though having grand ambitions, contemplated ending the world.

Indeed, he walked this path, having created no small amount of killing karma.

But no matter how you say it, usually it's just a quick end, not much torment.

On the other hand, it's fine.

What cycle of hell, what 'mountain of swords and sea of fire'…… even after living beings die, they are not let off, playing with them in various ways.

More demonic than demons!

In the Great Mill's spirit's mutterings.

Long suppressed, rare to recover and let loose, he has many things he needs to say to feel relieved.

At first, Nüwa listened with considerable interest.

But later on……

Nüwa's gaze then turned wrong.

"'I feel this guy is cursing me…… and I already have the evidence.'"

Are things like the cycle of hell and mountain of swords and sea of fire also something a tool mill is qualified to talk about?

Immediately.

Nüwa raised a jade hand and struck down fiercely.

Boom!

In a tremendous roar that shook the starry sky.

The Great Mill fell silent.

Nüwa's mood also eased.

The only thing somewhat regrettable.

Perhaps, it's just that on Nüwa's special rations fine-grinding tool, a few faint cracks appeared, subtly expressing sorrow and helplessness.

……

"'Niúkuí the Demon Lord has severed his own existence, already dead and gone.'"

Heavenly Court's Yao Gods, one by one, inspected the scene, checking whether Niúkuí the Demon Lord was truly dead to the core——such beings can be reborn from a drop of blood, and even a fragment of lingering divine sense fleeing afar can instantly revive.

Finally, they reached a conclusion.

Niúkuí the 'Demon Lord' is thoroughly dead.

"'Of course, after excluding special circumstances, whether this Demon Lord has cultivated extremely strange special abilities…… if so, he might possibly feign death and reappear.'"

Báizé the Yao Marshal summarized and reported.

Such a huge Kui Ox, right there beside us.

Such a huge Kui Ox, right there beside us.

Xi wanted to speak, but held back.

Gonggong isn't so particular, staring intently at Kui Niu the Great Sage, especially his head.

No innate spiritual light…… I suspect this Kui Niu demon lord didn't die completely.

Normal! Normal!

Jimeng Yao Marshal stood up with a smiling squint, dealing with Gonggong, 'According to the Heavenly Court's years of research on Rahu's remnants, we have found that many demon lords and demon sovereigns, while they are indeed of the Daluo level, may be so due to the special nature of their cultivation path.'

Their combat prowess has reached the level, yet they lack innate spiritual light.

Of course, this isn't absolute either.

Before we absolutely kill a top demonic cultivator, we will never know whether he has a fundamental innate spiritual light.

A big shot of the Heavenly Court.

One is more capable of spouting nonsense than the next.

Concealing crucial evidence, eliminating key information, releasing false content.

In short, it's just one sentence.

This case is already closed!

The culprit is the Kui Niu demon lord!

The motive is Rahu's command!

The evidence is as solid as a mountain, leaving no room for rebuttal!

The extreme evil organization within the demonic sect has already 'issued' a solemn statement, claiming responsibility for this matter, firing at him! Fire at him!

The demons of the Heavenly Court all gave a thumbs-up on this point… oh no, it's actually strong indignation and condemnation, public outrage surging, indicating they want those still-hidden remnants of Rahu to know that the Heavenly Court's majesty must not be offended!

After a whole set of nonsensical, tangled combined operations.

It even made Xi look a bit dazed.

Even Gonggong, the battle-hardened ancestral witch, now has a somewhat pained expression, mixed with some nostalgia.

It seems that in a more ancient era, he also did this… or perhaps he was tricked this way by someone else, leaving an exceptionally clear impression.

Grand Marshal of Destiny.

Di Jun looked toward Donghua, 'How do you feel about this result?'

The evidence is as solid as a mountain, the truth is now clear…… if you still have any objections, please raise them.

He displayed the magnanimity belonging to the victor.

Donghua Emperor fell silent for a moment.

After a while, he suddenly laughed, 'Objection, I have none.'

Congratulations, Kui Niu demon god, you have proven your innocence; you were truly a spirit soaked in demonic thought, and for the murderous acts during that process, you need not bear the corresponding responsibility.

Likewise, I also feel deep remorse for the harm caused during that process by carrying out the law.

The emperor, composed, faced the Kui Niu demon lord who had self‑judged; the Kui Niu demon lord, whose face turned deathly pale, bowed and apologized.

Any reasonable compensation you need, I can fully provide.

Before, I hurt you, fulfilling legal duty; now, I make amends, also fulfilling human sentiment.

Human sentiment and legal principle are the rules we follow.

Donghua is very open‑minded, not at all embarrassed, seeming to accept defeat gracefully, skilled at gambling, with a firmly held demeanor.

I don't deserve it, I don't deserve it.

The Kui Niu demon god suppressed his own pain, forcing a smile.

Then he actually produced a list, filled with material conditions for compensation.

Since the Grand Marshal of Destiny upholds righteousness, seeing to both human sentiment and legal principle to avoid social turmoil… my request is not high; just help me heal this injury, and I'll be satisfied.

Many keen-eyed diviners have already glanced at the list from afar, their feelings indescribably strange.

Those skilled in alchemical medicine have already calculated in their hearts that many items on the list are precious materials for healing the primordial spirit, to deal with the repercussions of the destruction of the heavy embodiment.

Moreover, there are many extremely rare tonic supplements that enhance the primordial spirit and temper the physical body, etc. —one can tell just by thinking.

For something that remains effective even for top‑level great divine abilities, how precious it is!

Apart from this special Xuanhuang merit, there is really too little that can be passed on outside.

A list was laid out.

The Donghua Emperor's stipend as Grand Marshal of Destiny is enough to last ten million years.

In other words, this emperor has other channels, not relying on the Heavenly Court's salary to make a living.

Otherwise?

Hey!

"He likes to play." The Virtuous Heavenly Lord watching the opera smiled and sent a sound transmission to his two little followers: "In medical reimbursement, so blatantly listing all the tonics, really milking the system."

"Really not afraid, someday Donghua might catch him off guard and kill him."

"But I see, Donghua is very calm, not at all angry." Lingbao Heavenly Lord muttered.

"That's exactly why his calmness makes him even more frightening…" Yuanshi Tianzun sent a faint sound transmission back: "Not showing it on the surface means he has kept this in mind, even avoiding useless venting of anger, waiting for the moment of future retaliation."

"Kui Niu, with bullish might soaring to the heavens, courageous beyond heaven, truly unafraid of death."

"This isn't his fault, who made him have no choice?" The Virtuous Heavenly Lord shook his head slightly, "He has already sided with Di Jun's faction, naturally he must be loyal to the end… Di Jun has given orders, so he must go, no matter how dangerous or difficult."

"Now compromising with Donghua? Donghua might not appreciate it, and Di Jun would even want to kill the fence‑sitter."

"In this situation, being hated by others is actually irrelevant."

"Donghua opposes him, while Di Jun also values him… this is the facade, this is the signboard."

"As long as Di Jun still wants to stay in the circle, he won't mistrust his loyal confidants who suffer due to public duty; he will put in great effort to rescue them."

"Otherwise, who would follow him in the future?"

The Virtuous Heavenly Lord saw through it all.

Kui Niu's actions could be said to be unaware of life and death.

But on the other hand, it is also a letter of allegiance.

Indeed.

Not far away, Di Jun showed no outward sign, but there was a hint of approval in his eyes; he was satisfied with Kui Niu the Great Saint's deliberation.

Being able to understand the leader's intentions and proactively create obstacles for opponents.

He is a talent worthy of promotion and heavy use!

Of course.

Before Kui Niu is promoted and given important responsibilities, he might first face the possibility of being demoted.

After all, Emperor Donghua is not easy to deal with.

He glanced at the list Kui Niu handed over, smiled, didn't pick any faults, and calmly accepted it.

Then, in the blink of an eye, he struck back in another aspect.

"After this incident, the turmoil caused by Rahu's remnants has sounded an alarm for the Heavenly Court."

"Think of danger while in safety."

"We must always be vigilant against the invasion and destruction of the Extreme Evil Devil Sect."

Donghua addressed the gods loudly, "So, I have a sincere suggestion that I hope will be adopted."

"Grand Minister of Destiny, please speak." Xihuang stood up at this moment and offered a ladder.

"To prevent today's events from recurring and damaging inter-clan relations," Donghua's face again showed a smile, thick with playfulness and malice, "Our Heavenly Court needs to strengthen the spiritual training and tempering of its in-service management, enhance spiritual resistance, and lower the possibility of falling into demonhood."

"I don't know whether the Demon Emperor Majesties agree or not."

"This reasoning is sound; I agree." Xihuang had an indifferent expression.

Di Jun and Taiyi... weren't really inclined to agree.

What does falling into demonhood entail, and who knows it better than they do?

None!

It itself is a play directed by improvisation.

Now it seems to have become an obstacle to itself?

However, they also cannot openly refuse.

After all, although everyone knows that Rahu is a deliberately arranged trash pit, the appearance still needs to be kept up.

Otherwise, how could we deceive the masses below into believing?

It's just like how arms dealers' profits rise year after year, while their countries constantly shout about maintaining world peace and striking evil organizations.

It's all a routine.

But if one plays such routines too much, perhaps one day the routine will entangle oneself, dragging oneself into a mire, unable to advance or retreat.

Like now.

Donghua added obstacles, forcing Di Jun to reluctantly approve.

As for the other side, Empress Nüwa...

At this moment, she was holding paste made of unknown material, carefully repairing the large mortar she had smashed, letting Donghua's suggestion go in one ear and out the other.

Donghua didn't mind either.

"If all the Majesties approve, that would be best."

The Grand Minister of Destiny smiled narrowly, "Past events not forgotten are teachers for the future."

"Kui Niu the Great Saint's experience is something no one would want to see again."

"He was lured into demonhood by the weak overcoming the strong, revealing the weakness of the Heavenly Court's high-level Great Luo in spiritual resilience, unable to resist corrupting temptation."

"If so, we must specifically strengthen and temper his spiritual will."

"And before completing this training."

"His current position had best not be held."

Emperor Donghua revealed his true intent, striking a heartfelt blow, "Otherwise, who could feel at ease?"

"Everyone says... right?"

"Exactly!" Gonggong Zuwu was the first to jump in.

Afterward, voices of agreement continued.

Instantly, Kui Niu the Great Saint's face darkened, but he was also helpless.

Such mental afflictions would likely become a major black mark on his managerial career, impossible to shake off in the short term.

However, thinking about the compensation he could extort from Donghua and the rewards promised by his superior, he wasn't too upset.

Not much of a loss, still acceptable.

"The Grand Minister of Destiny is far-sighted, truly a blessing for our Heavenly Court." Di Jun said softly, "Since so many agree... after that, Kui Niu will go under the Eastern Emperor's command to temper himself, starting from a lowly soldier."

"Matters of war, hovering between life and death, are best for tempering spirit and cultivating tenacious will."

"Kui Niu, how about it? Are you willing to accept?"

"Your Majesty has commanded; how dare Kui not obey?!" Kui Niu the Great Saint solemnly accepted the order, then stood behind the Eastern Emperor.

As he moved, he inadvertently made eye contact with Xi.

Two Great Luo beings, their gazes intersecting, collided.

Kui Niu the Great Saint's eyes flickered with a hint of mockery and a hint of cruelty.

That seemed to say——

This time, you're lucky.

Next time, I'll kill you—who can protect you?!

(End of chapter)