Chapter 381: Boundless Kalpa Plan, How Is Your Father?

Six Sages return to their positions, the three assemblies open!

Dao Ancestor, in the end must unite with the Heavenly Dao, thereby trapping himself.

In that case, we too can go all out, with no other worries. Thus we need not fret, lest the great war drag on halfway and Hongjun suddenly leap from the grass, scooping up the residual blood from both sides…

Ancient God Great Sage treads ancient times and surpasses the present, his divine might immeasurable, roaming the Chaos Sea, heading for the Purple Cloud Palace.

However, the topic of their discussion is enough to make the master of the Purple Cloud Palace fly into a rage.

——Each one, treating him as what sort of goods?

He, whose essence is the Heavenly Dao, is unparalleled in origin.

Is he the kind who hides in some dark corner, grinning as he watches the two great camps fight to the death, only stepping forward to reap heads from both sides when they are both wounded?

Impossible!

In the Purple Cloud Palace, the Dao Ancestor sits upright on the Dao platform, facing the countless slanders, muttering to himself in self-defense.

Just that.

As he kept defending himself, his train of thought unintentionally went off the rails.

If that scene were to really happen… I would uphold justice for the departed Pangu, punish those godly scoundrels who wantonly destroy the flora of Honghuang, and that wouldn't be out of the question!

Anyway, I am the Heavenly Dao, encompassing all things—good and evil, right and wrong, love and indifference—I embrace everything, yet am not burdened by any of it.

Hongjun shook his duster, his face worn from long work and overtime showing no emotion: 'Only people care about saving face.'

Heaven, does it need to consider this problem?

Hongjun offered himself a most suitable excuse, then flicked his duster; the gates of the Purple Cloud Palace opened, ready to receive those Great Luo councilors to discuss the cosmic situation.

Meanwhile.

He gritted his teeth, feeling his way to pull out piece after piece of equipment from himself.

Taiji Diagram.

Pangu Banner.

Five Direction Banner.

Mountains and Rivers Diagram.

Stabilizing Sea Pearl.

……

Instantly, treasure light flashed throughout the Purple Cloud Palace, shining through endless time and space, revealing the true meaning of the supreme, exalted innate.

Each and every piece of equipment is an innate spirit treasure, even supreme treasures!

Too inconceivable.

One could say that.

It's possible that ninety percent of all innate spirit treasures in Honghuang are in his possession.

Beyond reason.

What kind of fortune, what kind of fate, would be needed to receive such treatment?

One innate spirit treasure is the natal spirit light of a Great Luo Supreme Emperor, a perfect, flawless Great Dao.

Here, there are likely thousands of them, all surrounding Hongjun, as if guarding him.

However.

Faced with this scene, Hongjun's expression showed no joy, only a long, drawn face.

Three Thousand Great Luo, Three Thousand Spirit Treasures.

The Dao Ancestor ground his teeth with a grating sound, looking at those spirit treasures, revealing a look of deep resentment: 'Where is the trust between gods?'

Three Thousand Innate Gods joined forces to combine the rules of heaven and earth, thereby creating the highest intelligence of the Honghuang universe—the Heavenly Dao—to better manage the world, produce, cultivate meticulously, and harvest fortune.

My existence is to owe you a favor.

But why!

You lot of rascals!

You dump the tedious work on me while you enjoy leisure…… that would be tolerable.

But why must you insist on planting backdoors here?!

Do you really treat me as a tool to be used?!

Damn!

I, the Heavenly Dao, am not a 'person,' yet you Innate Gods don't lift a finger on anything even remotely human!

The Dao Ancestor muttered, his deep resentment higher than heaven, deeper than the sea.

Innate spirit treasures, these are good things.

Their source is the Great Luo.

If one possesses even one, it is naturally the utmost happiness…… for it signifies receiving the wholehearted investment of a Great Luo, with a promising future.

If one possesses ten?

One could barely accept it.

If one possesses a hundred?

If one possesses a thousand?

Then one must be cautious.

It is very likely a group of Great Luo scheming harm, wanting to drag people into a deadly pit.

The Dao Ancestor is quite fortunate.

Likewise, he is quite unfortunate.

These innate spirit treasures represent the will of the earliest batch of Innate Gods who originally crafted the Heavenly Dao.

They fulfilled the Heavenly Dao.

But they also forged shackles.

The Three Thousand Spiritual Treasures are three thousand backdoors, able to monitor the Heavenly Dao's intelligence, to see if it has done anything evil… At critical moments, they can even bypass Hongjun and directly obtain access and control over the Heavenly Dao system.

A possible "intelligent machine crisis" would be nipped in the bud.

The most ancient and venerable group of primordial divinities all have a strong sense of crisis.

Considering the long term, nip problems in the bud.

To prevent the Heavenly Dao from causing chaos and bringing disaster to Honghuang.

They exhausted their efforts, abandoned scruples, felt no guilt, and from the very start never intended to do anything human.

Fortunately.

The strongest fortresses are often breached from within.

The Great Luo Collective fell into internal strife.

"Finally we can be free—these backdoor procedures can each be pulled out!" Hongjun's eyes welled with hot tears, feeling deeply moved, "From now on, there will be no monitors around me!"

"But this bunch of guys dug another pit for me… forcing me to join the Heavenly Dao!"

"Having joined the Heavenly Dao, I cannot act lightly; I am forced into a passive position."

"Bound by oath to heaven, earth, and all living beings, I will not act unless the Great Calamity occurs… I need to support agents to run errands for me."

The Ancient God Great Sages fell into internal strife due to conflicting interests, but basic combat wisdom still remains.

Of course, it's also because Hongjun is simply too strong.

If Pangu does not appear, no one can rival him!

Being this strong, naturally he must be weakened, weakened to the point where everyone can play.

"But… would you have expected that?"

Hongjun watched the figures of Great Luo beings about to reach Zixiao Palace, the corner of his mouth twitched, revealing a cold smile, "I already have a complete plan!"

"The Demon Race has the Slay Witch Sword plan, the Wu Clan has the Reincarnation strategy, the Human Race has the Five Directions Heavenly Emperor action—all are players, all have trump cards."

"And as the strongest player, how could I not have a counter?"

"Unless the Great Calamity occurs?"

"But if this era directly evolves into the Great Calamity?"

"At that time…"

"Agents?"

"I don't need them!"

"I can act freely myself!"

Hongjun has his own plan.

The Great Calamity plan!

He is the Heavenly Dao that keeps its oath.

Since he once said, merging with the Heavenly Dao, he will not emerge unless the Great Calamity occurs, he must keep this promise.

But!

Look.

The Great Calamity has arrived.

I want to save the world, kill the dangerous elements that have plunged heaven and earth into crisis… isn't that reasonable?

But I still need to consider.

How should I set up the situation, to what extent should heaven and earth be shattered, to meet the standard of the Great Calamity?

Humanity and all living beings must not die too many… after all, these are my spoils after victory.

Hongjun overlooks Honghuang, searching for the key.

Gradually, his gaze lingers on Mount Buzhou, the cosmic hub connecting heaven and earth, and the light in his eyes grows richer.

"Mm… perhaps I have a way."

"But I still lack a scapegoat, a sacrifice… who would be suitable?"

Hongjun looked up and down, left and right, selecting suitable candidates from the Three Thousand Great Luo.

Eventually.

His eyes lit up, lingering on the skull of a certain peak powerhouse, moving back and forth.

"This… seems pretty good?"

"It serves many people's interests?"

"The Demon Race wants him dead… the temptation of dragon transformation is digging a wall, interfering with ideological consensus through racial consensus."

"As for the Wu Clan… there are too many Ancestral Witches. During war it's good, but when the spoils are divided, former teammates become enemies; losing anyone makes everyone happy."

"As for the Human Race… they need an illusory totem, not a real leader!"

Hongjun silently calculated, and the plan was finalized.

The smile on his face thus became wanton.

Of course, soon his smile was restrained, becoming as still as an ancient well.

A Great Luo entered the training ground and would proceed into the hall.

…

"Ah-choo!"

A dragon-headed humanoid deity seemed startled, sneezed, and kept looking left and right.

"How are you?"

The few great powers traveling with him wondered, "Overworked? Your body is weak?"

"Old Dragon!"

"I'm not saying this to you, but you need to restrain yourself!"

"Although it's rumored in the world, and everyone knows, you dragon clan have a specialty; you, as the Dragon Ancestor, should be even stronger."

"But you can't do it like this!"

"Get lost, get lost, get lost!" the Dragon Ancestor's face darkened, "These petty rumors, why do you bother so much, coming to mock me?"

"I merely sensed vaguely that someone is scheming against me."

The Dragon Ancestor snorted coldly, "Don't let me find out who he is."

"Otherwise, I'll definitely make him regret it!"

"Oh oh... then we'll just wait and watch the show." The Great Sage Kun Peng swayed his head and shook his body, "Right, we've arrived at the Purple Cloud Palace."

"Tsk, this time we're supposed to retrieve what belongs to us... thinking about it, there's still a bit of regret."

"We can't monitor Hongjun anymore... this will become a blind spot for us, making it hard to know what he's doing."

"Eh."

"Having such supreme combat power not right under our noses really makes it hard to feel at ease."

"Hehe..." beside them, the Heavenly Court's Yao Marshal Jimeng chuckled lightly, "You, have a bit of conscience, huh?"

"How many years has it been? Since the previous era when the Heavenly Dao was forged, Hongjun has been working his life away; there's no merit, but there's hard work!"

"At least give him some blessings!"

"Revoking the backdoor is also justified."

"The gods of our Heavenly Court are all very reasonable."

"Heh..." the Dragon Ancestor sneered and shook his head, "This blessing, we can do without it."

"What's the point of revoking the backdoor?"

"Letting him roam freely and act at will would be useful for Hongjun... but the result is fine, you Heavenly Court and the Wu Clan together caused a ruckus, forcing him to conform to the Heavenly Dao."

"Even more of a trap."

"Dragon Ancestor Daoist, your words are wrong... how can you say we're trapping?" The Yao Marshal Chi Tie spoke righteously, "We are implementing the concept that greater power brings greater responsibility, stemming from a noble spirit considering the great situation of Honghuang."

"The Dao Ancestor is so strong, with such great power, responsibility naturally increases!"

"Considering the great situation of Honghuang, it's only fitting that someone like him steps forward, makes a small sacrifice, gives himself for heaven and earth!"

"That was a very lofty and righteous speech."

"Well said!"

"The passing Nüwa gave a thumbs-up, her voice booming, shaking the distant Purple Cloud Palace that was being looked forward to, trembling nonstop: 'For the Dao Ancestor to be born, we must be grateful for the transformation and accomplishments of the Honghuang world... such great benevolence, if one lacks the consciousness of selfless devotion for a lifetime, they'd be worse than a wolf-hearted, dog-lunged person.'"

"Nüwa, who had wandered the divine forums for years and honed an unparalleled fist technique, now stood on the moral high ground, launching a heavy punch, imposing and formidable."

"Speaking, she strode forward, distorting spacetime, stepped into the gate of the Purple Cloud Palace, glaring at Hongjun with a tiger's gaze."

"Pa."

"Pa-pa."

"Hongjun clapped his hands, smiling as he spoke, 'Wonderfully said.'"

"The benevolence is vast; I will naturally exert all my strength to protect it... whoever dares to destroy the Honghuang cosmos, I will spare no expense to exterminate them."

"He seemed to have hidden meaning in his words."

"But before Nüwa could ponder it, Hongjun shifted the topic, 'Do you know? I heard that the Wu Clan venerates Pangu as parents, explicitly declaring they inherit his will.'"

"I am very curious."

"What kind of feeling do those ancestral witches have when they call Pangu 'dad'?"

"Nüwa listened, and her expression instantly turned subtle."

"Actually, some ancestral witches are fine... Pangu's fist is so big, being anyone's dad is more than enough."

"But that Houtu Ancestral Witch inside..." Hongjun drew out his voice, "tsk tsk tsk... I don't know if she'll come to the Purple Cloud Palace this time."

"If she doesn't come."

"Please, I ask you to help me convey a few words to her——"

"Is your father well?"

"If possible, save the child, don't let her keep punching... failure to educate is the father's fault!"

"Pfft!"

"Instantly, an unstoppable laugh rang out, coming from the Dragon Ancestor who had just arrived."

"Jimeng, Kun Peng, and Chi Tie among them still exercised restraint, not daring to laugh out loud."

"Nüwa's pretty face fell, wanting to retort but not knowing where to start."

"After all."

"After all, Hongjun was talking about Houtu—what does that have to do with her, Nüwa?"

"Especially, someone is still fanning the flames right now."

"That's right!" Fuxi interjected, "In terms of education, it's a minor flaw on the great divine sage Pangu... this daughter Houtu actually lets her discipline be so lax."

"If it were me,"

"I would definitely make her work twelve hundred ninety-six thousand shifts a day, and also require three greetings morning, noon, and night... arranging her day so she has not a moment of leisure, she would surely become a peaceful, kind, gentle and virtuous lady."

"Click!"

"Nüwa felt her nerves had reached their limit, with a tendency to snap."

"Fuxi's fanning of the flames was very successful, but even more successfully he managed to draw the fire onto himself."

"The next moment, Nüwa appeared with a dark face, half-smiling, 'Pangu's lax discipline toward Houtu... perhaps there is another reason?'"

There are rumors in the world, unknown whether they are true or false.

What Pangu formed was nurtured by the Chaos azure lotus; it is the mother of the Great Dao.

Perhaps Pangu the Great God was seized by his mother and made to study hard and make progress… unless he studied to the point of unconsciousness, he wouldn't think of finishing.

Perhaps that is why this great god performed the deed of sacrificing his body to transform heaven and earth…… both a great love for all beings and an excuse to skip school.

Nüwa made a serious supposition.

Fuxi narrowed his eyes, his gaze flickered, yet he did not rebut, 'Sister, what you say makes sense.'

However, I have also heard a rumor, unknown whether it is true or false.

When Pangu opened the heavens.

That Chaos azure lotus looks utterly miserable!

(End of chapter)