Chapter 390: then translation of title

Luo Hou the demon ancestor is very unhappy.

Although at this moment he is being taken care of by the Nether River demon ancestor, the Great Silence Technique is fully deployed, and he doesn't even have the right to speak or comment.

But the gods, looking at his angry expression, can roughly guess what this demon ancestor is thinking—he's probably already cursing up a storm.

—I, Luo Hou, am truly the almighty pot king!

It's utterly insane! I'm in such a miserable state.

You actually still whip corpses?

You're using me as an excuse to demand innate spiritual treasures for yourself?! Who exactly is the one following the demonic path?!

Perhaps Luo Hou the demon ancestor's gaze was too oppressive, inflicting a 'like a thorn in the back' attack on Jieyin, causing this ancient Buddha, in the midst of busy negotiations with the Dao Ancestor, to turn back and give Luo Hou a meaningful look.

That gaze seemed to speak.

The gods, watching their interaction like a spectacle, tried to guess and interpret the actual meaning Jieyin wanted to convey—

One thought becomes Buddha, one thought becomes demon……Demon friend, do not become attached!

Luo Hou's seven orifices began to smoke.

But Jieyin could no longer see.

He renegotiated with the Dao Ancestor, using every means to obtain a fund allocation for support.

Even if this mosquito meat is tiny, it's still meat! The Buddhist sect does not disdain it.

I don't know whether it was Jieyin the ancient Buddha's words spoken openly that moved the Dao Ancestor Hongjun, making him pity the tragic extent to which the Buddhist pure land was harmed by Luo Hou the demon ancestor back then, making it the most difficult case in all of Honghuang, needing love and charity…

Or perhaps in secret, the two sides reached some tacit understanding, with the Buddhist sect willing to act as a pawn, becoming a chip used to balance, slightly restraining the Daoist sect so that the Daoist sect, which had gathered two primordial supreme treasures, would not become too arrogant…

Finally, the Dao Ancestor let out a soft sigh.

"The difficulties of the western lands, I now understand."

"Indeed, it should be looked after a bit."

"I have overcorrected."

"Your Buddhist sect is an outstanding divinity born on that land, having succeeded in self‑establishment and achieved modest success."

"But I cannot therefore confuse you with that land and rivers, letting you use your private property to subsidize the land's losses……This is the work of balancing and adjusting that belongs to the Heavenly Dao."

"Do you want the innate spiritual treasure for stabilizing and nurturing fortune?"

"Alright, I'll give them to you."

Having said that, the Dao Ancestor reached out and plucked, and two dazzling balls of light descended.

The two innate spiritual treasures each fell before Jieyin and Zhunti, the two ancient Buddhas.

"I hope you will not forget your original good intentions, bear in mind the mission of the innate divinities, and not do evil or act deceitfully in this vast Honghuang; otherwise, one day there will surely be backlash, and the Dao lineage will be destroyed."

The two ancient Buddhas each chanted a Buddhist name and happily accepted them.

As for whether they kept the Dao Ancestor's words in mind—that even heaven doesn't know.

"Alright."

The Dao Ancestor let out a long breath, settled the saintly factions; even he felt a bit weary, so he waved his whisk and told the gods: "Ladies and gentlemen, go yourselves to the treasure‑splitting cliff, each according to your fate."

"After dividing the spiritual treasures, you all return here."

"By then, I will have fully merged with the Heavenly Dao……You will happen to be witnesses."

"From now on, I shall not emerge unless it is an infinite Great Calamity!"

In a hazy moment, an immense, boundless Heavenly Dao divine wheel rotated behind the Dao Ancestor, nearly merging completely with his form!

At the end of the previous the Zixiao Palace meeting, the Dao Ancestor began this work, constantly debugging the Heavenly Dao system, letting his own intelligence return……Now it is finally to be completed.

"Thank you, Dao Ancestor."

The gods offered their respects.

Afterward, they all swarmed out like a beehive, and the the Zixiao Palace instantly became empty.

The saints left.

The great adepts left.

The ordinary Great Luo left.

Even Nüwa left.

Even though the Empress Nüwa is not short of money, she nevertheless does not want to aid the enemy.

As for whether there is any "affinity" between the innate spiritual treasures and her—

Look at her radiant merit all over; buying thirty or fifty pieces would surely not be a problem.

In the end.

In the whole the Zixiao Palace, only the Dao Ancestor and Xihuang remained, staring at each other.

"Heh." Fuxi rose, glanced around, shook his head with a wry smile, then looked again at the Dao Ancestor, his eyes playful.

"August Emperor Majesty," Hongjun smiled, "Would you like to try your luck?"

"What's there to try?" Fuxi said dumbfounded, "The innate spiritual treasures on the treasure‑splitting cliff mostly have owners; at worst, their backers are already decided and their ownership clear."

"However, if one really wants to take them by force, a big enough fist will do……I happen to fit that standard."

"But, is it necessary?"

Fuxi chuckled, "Besides, each of those innate spiritual treasures, upon seeing me, would be intimidated and put me on the list of those not to be provoked; they probably wouldn't want to linger near me even for a moment."

"Who let me once have such 'great achievements'?" Xihuang said softly, as he turned his palm, a small, exquisite axe naturally formed from nothing, engraved with the two characters "Reason", describing the Weapon Lord as a divinity who cannot be reasoned with any further.

"Splitting heaven and earth, slaying three thousand Chaos demon gods……These demon gods' 'skeletons' combined with their innate immortal spiritual light, were 'registered' here in Honghuang, then after I approved them, became the source of the roots and bases of most innate spiritual treasures."

"That's why."

"They can't even dodge me in time."

"Who still dares to come near me?"

Fuxi sighed, "I am destined to have little affinity with innate spiritual treasures; I cannot become that fated person."

"He will surely become the male god among top Great Luo who drags down the wealth average, responsible for messing with everyone."

"Simply, I won't go to the treasure-splitting cliff; I'll just chat with you."

"Ahaha..." the Dao Ancestor gave an embarrassed laugh, "After all, it's still August Emperor Majesty who doesn't want to use force... otherwise, with His Majesty's power, even if he cannot become a fated person, he could still be a virtuous one."

"In the present age, who else but His Majesty has virtue maxed out?"

"Heavenly materials and earthly treasures abide with the virtuous! And what is a virtuous one, anyway?"

Fuxi leaned back, tapped the divine axe of reason in his hand, and interviewed the three thousand Great Luo one by one.

Then.

"Who dares... no, who would not acknowledge that August Emperor Majesty is highly respected and of noble conduct, a model for all innate divinity?"

He is the greatest virtuous one! "Yet you are discerning." Xihuang looked at the Dao Ancestor, his tone full of approval, then shifted: "However, your discernment is outstanding to this extent; why not look further ahead?"

"What does August Emperor Majesty mean by these words?" Hongjun's expression turned solemn.

"I want to discuss a deal with you." Fuxi said with a smile, his divine sense flowing, sending encrypted information.

"This..."

After receiving it, Hongjun fell into silence for a moment.

"Please forgive me, I cannot directly agree."

After a while, Hongjun finally shook his head, "As I am now, the situation is excellent... I think I can win; why need such measures?"

"Oh, fellow Daoist, you're very confident." Fuxi pondered, "Has the Boundless Great Calamity been planned?" Hongjun's heart jumped, yet his face showed no change, his qi cultivation perfected: "The Boundless Great Calamity... August Emperor Majesty truly dares to say, far surpassing my humble self."

"My humble self wouldn't dare such wild thoughts... after all, the Heavenly Dao ultimately relies on the Honghuang world."

"When the Boundless Great Calamity erupts, even if it cannot fundamentally destroy the Honghuang world, it will still cause a total great rebirth, everything returns to zero, reopens... At that time, I would be the most embarrassed."

Hongjun saying this naturally has a reason.

As a vivid metaphor, the Heavenly Dao to the world is like software to a host.

Ordinary calamities, or the system lagging, too many backdoors, or too much garbage accumulation, needing an upgrade cleanup, affect the Heavenly Dao somewhat but not greatly, and can continue.

But the Boundless Great Calamity? That is dismantling the host itself, all facilities returning to their origin as the original materials.

Even if there are Pangu-level experts who still retain a full set of blueprints—equivalent to top-notch craftsmanship and production lines always on standby, able to remake the materials into a host at any time, possibly even improving performance slightly.

But at that time, the former system would be miserable.

Hongjun's strength can still produce a hard drive, preserving the original data.

But wanting to return?

Whether the one who powers on permits or grants open ports is still the same matter! In an instant, Hongjun would be left helpless.

"When the Boundless Great Calamity descends, Pangu will settle everything, gather everything, and reopen heaven and earth." Hongjun looked sincere, "Even if I could trigger the Boundless Great Calamity, what then? Could I prevail over Pangu?"

"Furthermore, having committed an offense, I will inevitably be relegated to another record; the original Heavenly Dao system cannot continue, being targeted by Pangu, I may face the danger of losing myself."

"So, no matter what, I will not undertake such an unwise act."

The Dao Ancestor looked righteous.

"Oh."

Fuxi nodded calmly, "Is that so?"

"However, I have always been a helpful god who rushes to aid others, loving to offer advice; thus I have helped the fellow Daoist deduce a feasible operation."

Fuxi put on a helpful demeanor, "Great Luo reversing cause and effect, turning back time— in the eyes of ordinary beings, that already seems unreasonable."

"And the cultivation of Great Luo hardly sees an end."

"To ordinary people they seem unfathomably strange, yet facing the supreme achievement of the primordial five extremes—the Grand Simplicity—they are also envious beyond measure."

"Creating something from nothing, defying common sense."

"Pangu is the perfected accomplishment of the Grand Simplicity, reaching the pinnacle!"

"Likewise, it must necessarily be able to trample logic."

"So then."

Fuxi smiled narrowly, "If the fellow Daoist acts correctly, why couldn't he trigger the Boundless Great Calamity?"

"As long as one can guarantee."

"The Pangu who finally comes to repair heaven and earth, to reopen Honghuang, is you... see, isn't that settled?"

"I am the one who smashes the host."

"I am also the one who produces the host! 'At that time, even if some Great Luo brings this up, reporting it to the Human Dao for a detailed investigation.'"

"Fellow Daoist, you may say——"

"Who dares to sue this official?!"

Fuxi slightly raised his head, "Even if this lawsuit goes to the Pangu Committee, letting past, present, future, all Pangu review unanimously."

"The fellow Daoist can also toss his face aside and speak confidently."

"——Is the one who triggers the Boundless Great Calamity related to that essence of the Heavenly Dao and my Pan-Hongjun-Gu having a share of merit coins?"

The smile on Fuxi's face was now brighter than ever.

"As a Pangu, running ashore is a required skill."

"Although there may not be a day when it's needed, that skill point still must be learned."

"Hongjun, do you think my words make sense?"

Fuxi asked with a smile.

Hongjun had nothing to say.

After a long while, the Dao Ancestor slowly spoke, "Heaven and earth can bear witness, my humble self has not done such indecent things, the Boundless Great Calamity..."

"You weren't even human to begin with; what's the point of talking about indecent acts?" Fuxi waved his hand, "Everyone is smart; there's no need to pretend... truly."

Listening to Fuxi's words, Hongjun, who had been frowning, suddenly laughed, "That August Emperor Majesty saying these things in front of me—what does he want to do? Is he threatening me?"

"How could it be?" Fuxi shook his head slightly, his brilliant smile turning strange, "I won't break the rules."

"This Pangu game, I won't stoop to using this information as leverage."

"Likewise, I won't proactively share this information with Nüwa—of course, if she figures it out herself, that's none of my business."

"I'm telling you this now, just want to ask you—"

"You, want to buy an insurance?"

"You're making a big gamble; if you win, it's naturally a big win, but if you lose... it's also losing everything, right?"

"My Xihuang insurance, door-to-door sales... passersby, don't miss out."

Fuxi expressed that he came sincerely to do business.

At this moment, Hongjun's complexion was too strange.

"You siblings... really know how to play." The Dao Ancestor let out a long sigh, "As the younger sister, she once went all out tossing around real estate business, earning a basin full."

"When it comes to you, you've gone into insurance... comparable to that fellow Jieyin's credit guarantee, six of one, half a dozen."

"What do you think?"

Hongjun wanted to cover his face.

"Need to even think?" Fuxi clicked his tongue, "Selling insurance, of course it's to make money!"

"I just casually divine a hexagram, and I know whether that client has a disaster of losing wealth, or a disaster of bloodshed..."

"Then, selling them mismatched insurance, it's easy to make a big profit."

"For example, give someone who's safe all their life, sell them bloodshed insurance."

"Give someone with prosperous fortune, sell them bankruptcy insurance."

"My current business is still in a stumbling startup phase... once the business is proficient and we have enough staff, I'll officially go public."

"I think by then, there will definitely be many people buying it... like the bloodshed insurance that specifically corresponds to Pangu making a move."

Hongjun listened, and his gaze suddenly changed.

This is extorting money! Isn't it that if you dare not buy this insurance, when walking at night you might accidentally bump into the battlefield of heaven-opening and earth-splitting? "Friend, you're so good at business... why recommend this bankruptcy insurance to me? This seems inconsistent with your thoughts!" Hongjun asked cautiously, "If I go bankrupt, it seems you would lose a lot?"

"You might win big, but I never lose." Fuxi said leisurely, "If you win, I'll give you a white female ticket for your premium."

"If you lose, my treasury will bleed profusely... but my younger sister Pangu, no loss, no loss."

"Likewise, at that time, you and I were on the same war chariot."

"What should be done... you ought to know, right?"

Fuxi said with deep meaning.

Hongjun pondered for a long while, finally could only admire in awe, "August Emperor Majesty."

"Honghuang has you, truly picking up a ghost... treasure."

(End of chapter)