Chapter 536

Holy Way Ancestor, governing with hands folded, then Honghuang can attain peace!

This is the consensus of all the gods at this moment.

Especially, those leader-level powerhouses of the Taiyi stratum.

After all, with no 'father' above pressing down on them, they aren't just going to do whatever they want, are they?

There once was an August Emperor named Pangu, who sat in supreme command of the Heavenly Court, adept at sacrificing kin for the greater good, and his strength happened to be extraordinarily strong; even a powerful deity like Nüwa, in that era, lived with downcast eyes, and the slightest hint of arrogance would get his home ransacked… This is a bloody lesson!

Some lessons, once tasted, are enough.

Second time?

Spare me, spare me!

So, the Dao Ancestor is this strong, yet not strong enough to be invincible; let's join together to cut him down!

Di Jun was the leader who summoned the Dao Ancestor, and now, having changed his tune, he has become the proposer who respectfully sees the Dao Ancestor Hongjun back to the palace—back to the the Zixiao Palace.

Three thousand Great Luo elders echoed, all saying these words made sense.

—For the Dao Ancestor, there are more important matters awaiting him; as for the trivial affair of governing Honghuang, it can be left to these virtuous, loyal, and patriotic good deities!

"Bullshit!"

The Dao Ancestor cursed and swore, standing at the burial site of Donghuang Di Jun; he had already prepared to 'dance on the grave', to stage a unique performance art, venting the frustration accumulated over years of overtime work imprisoned in the the Zixiao Palace, and the joy of successfully retaliating for all the big and small losses he had suffered… Unfortunately, a bunch of deities who don't do human things deliberately poured dirty water outward, just because they couldn't stand to see him well, arousing Hongjun's extreme dissatisfaction and anger.

—Is that reasonable?

—When they needed his power, they each put honey on their mouths and shouted, 'Please grant audience, Dao Ancestor!' 'Quickly summon the Great Immortal Hongjun!' 'Holy Way Ancestor, civil and martial virtue, unifying Honghuang for ten thousand generations!'

—When they found him an eyesore, they immediately turned hostile, whining, 'The Holy Way Ancestor should rule with hands folded; let the civil-and-martial-virtuous gods govern Honghuang!'

Hateful!

Detestable!

But what can be done?

Some things are still pretty fucked up.

How the Dao Ancestor was invited out, the same method reversed to manipulate him, he will likewise be smoothly sent back.

When Di Jun made a decision, issuing orders with a smile, to let the Dao Ancestor descend to Honghuang in peak condition as one of the important links stabilizing him— the withdrawal of the Demon Race's fortune.

At the same time, there was also Di Jiang Zu Wu, who temporarily took Houtu's place and seized Nüwa's authority while she was withdrawn; after negating the series of misguided orders and mistaken contracts previously issued by Nüwa's guidance, he also succeeded in cutting off the Wu Clan's fortune's support to the the Zixiao Palace.

Immediately, heaven and earth trembled; the the Zixiao Palace domain, which had previously been firmly embedded in Honghuang, was compressed and then expelled!

Hongjun is no longer a 'summoned beast', thus he also lost the qualification to reside permanently in Honghuang.

The effect of his former oath reappears; it must be carried out, cannot break faith with the gods, nor with humanity—unless the Great Calamity arrives, Hongjun will not leave the the Zixiao Palace!

As long as Hongjun still wants to get by in Honghuang, he cannot blatantly deceive humanity, cannot be a faithless person—even if this humanity kid's intelligence is somewhat unreliable, he must still put on a full show of outward propriety.

Only when the superficial efforts are sufficient, the attitude in place, will humanity—whose eyes are sometimes blind, sometimes not—invest in him, letting 'Honghuang', this Pangu big shot, grant him a huge interest-free loan to accelerate his Pangu progress.

Otherwise? Just slowly endure it!

Between Pangu and the lesser Pangu, there is a gulf almost impossible to cross.

Trying to rely on time, on accumulation to get past… that is simply using the finite to pursue the infinite; the difficulty is not even a whit less than that of an ordinary cultivator proving the Dao to Great Luo!

In theory, everyone could possibly attain the Dao as Great Luo; the Great Derivation fifty, its use forty-nine, there is a sliver of life, able to transform infinite variables, but in practice…

Better not to say it.

'The oath of those years, in the end, is merely a hidden danger.'

The Dao Ancestor looked on coldly; in the unseen, humanity's mighty power surged, and the prestige of 'Honghuang' was held back but not released—all meant to see him off.

He did not resist, merely reflecting in his heart, sighing that the oath he swore in his youth seemed somewhat like spinning a cocoon and binding himself.

However, if life were to be relived, he would not regret his past choice; he would still make the same decision.

Great Luo knows no regret, permeating life from beginning to end.

Although the Dao Ancestor now lacks freedom, the qualitative transformation of his cultivation achievements allows him to perceive vaster realms; his life leaps, bringing him boundless joy… Hongjun feels these are still quite fragrant, not a loss.

However, mortals have the pursuit of a better life, and the Dao Ancestor is no different.

Fragrance aside, if more can be obtained, it is only right to strive and fight, to knock down those who sing against him, to become all the innate deities, the Supreme Great Luo, the Pangu Big Daddy!

Ha!

At the final moment, when the the Zixiao Palace was completely expelled from Honghuang's operational procedure, and the Dao Ancestor could no longer remain in the mortal realm, Hongjun laughed.

He laughed with unrestrained mockery and derision, his laughter making the gods' hair stand on end.

'You all wait for me.'

After laughing, the Dao Ancestor's face changed, his eyes narrowed dangerously, a perilous aura spreading.

'I, I will definitely return!'

Hongjun, he dropped harsh words.

'By then… I hope you can still be this happy!'

The torrent of time and space surged, gradually submerging the Dao Ancestor's figure; he began to be passively stepping onto the road back to the palace.

But although he was departing, the harsh words were left behind, echoing between heaven and earth, making the gods' scalps go numb, silent as cold cicadas.

Of course, there were also some fearless big shots, repeatedly leaping about on the brink of death.

'Good, good!'

Di Jiang Zu Wu clapped and laughed loudly, laughing unrestrainedly and carefree, 'I await your return!'

'You must absolutely not go back on your word!'

'I really want to know, at that time, what you could do to me.'

'We deities, how could we fear a single death!'

He spoke up heroically; that kind of heroic spirit was too dazzling.

This caused the gods to look askance, their hearts filled with growing admiration.

Not bad, daring to take the lead and spit saliva all over Hongjun's body—what a fierce god!

Hard bone!

Not afraid of death!

This courage… I can't match! I can't match!

Of course, there might also be a special reason—just because of the hatred between the spammer and the one being sprayed, his grudge with Hongjun is now settled.

If Hongjun could attain great freedom and great liberation… afterwards, when drawing up the list, Di Jiang Zu Wu would definitely be on it.

Must-kill target!

Since it's like this… I guess he wouldn't mind offending even more.

Some quick-thinking deities came up with a subtle point, feeling they understood everything.

However, understanding is understanding; they still admire Di Jiang Zu Wu's courage.

After all, they have past lessons to learn from, yet they still dare to do this… that's quite strong.

As for who that past lesson is…

That naturally is… our old unlucky one—Dragon Ancestor!

This big shot, after revealing his true identity in Donghua, gritted his teeth and went all the way, stirring up the human Dao, shoveling lots of dirt for Donghua's downfall.

As a price, before Donghua's corpse stood, they almost beat him to a blank slate, nearly causing him to fall out of the Grand Simplicity realm.

As a result, the Dragon Ancestor's battle yielded nothing, not even a tiny gain, let alone the spoils taken from Hongyun, which came to nothing.

All investment lost!

With such a precedent, it proves that offending Pangu, even if only the outcome that a trumpet would bring… then think again, the 'greatest' leader of the most tragic evil organization in history, the 'Demonic Sect'—Rahu, personally apprehended by Pangu the Supreme Emperor, endured a imprisonment worse than Hongjun's Great Calamity overtime, a Great Calamity imprisonment……

Di Jiang Zu Wu, still daring to talk back… strong!

And it's precisely because he actively talked back that the terrifying atmosphere Hongjun created was broken.

The intimidation of hegemony can only be fully displayed when oppressing others into silence.

Once someone steps forward and leads the resistance… the nature changes!

Countless history has already proven that authority relying solely on hegemony will ultimately be as fragile as a paper tiger, drowned in the ocean of resistance forged by the awakened minds of people.

Fuck!

The Dao Ancestor glared at Di Jiang Zu Wu, his nose almost crooked with anger.

At the moment his form finally vanished, he only had time to point a finger at Di Jiang Zu Wu and say, 'You bastard, I'll remember you…'

'So many people remember me, what are you, a mere scallion?' Di Jiang Zu Wu cut in sharply, 'Just a little spirit of the Heavenly Dao system—what's there to brag about?'

'Hurry up and go work for me; next yuanhui I want to see the wealth increase value, enough to go to the Dragon Clan and pick up a Nine-Dragon Divine Chariot!'

Di Jiang Zu Wu picked his nose in an unsightly way, then immediately took the initiative, going with the trend of Honghuang driving out the the Zixiao Palace, he raised his hand and chopped with a palm strike, cutting through the ages, severing the Myriad Heavens!

Boom—

Brilliant light gathered into a sea of light, dazzling and boundless, engulfing everything.

The most terrifying explosion occurred beside Hongjun, chaos collapsing, time in disorder, all the myriad Dao between heaven and earth wailing, shaking the stability of order, directly driving the Dao Ancestor to accelerate his departure.

No way.

One of the Dao Ancestor's surface slogans in line with the Heavenly Dao is to maintain the stability of heaven and earth's operation… but now order is tumultuous, with bugs lurking; shouldn't Hongjun the programmer hurry back to work overtime?

Under such a torrent, the Dao Ancestor could only let out a roar; before the power of Honghuang began to turn, he reluctantly yet smoothly returned to the the Zixiao Palace, becoming a qualified worker in the eyes of countless divine commoners and wealthy ones, the best example of the 007 series benefits.

The myriad gods watched this scene, all speechless.

This audacity is too bold.

'Awesome!' The ancient god Zhulong laughed heartily, retracted his true form and appearance, gave Di Jiang Zu Wu a thumbs-up, 'Not bad… not bad, he was indeed the head of the Heavenly Court's traffic management back then, truly exceptional!'

'That's right!' Di Jiang Zu Wu smiled faintly, 'Back then, I oversaw all traffic of the Heavenly Court, held great power… Hongjun is the chancellor, I acknowledge his strength, but am I weak?'

Hah!

'From the start, I had part of the Heavenly Court's military authority, with a military background behind me.'

'Building transportation means never being subject to any locality's jurisdiction… I opened up spatial roads, smoothed Honghuang exchanges; wherever I go, only others yield to me, never I to them.'

'Even if the mountain passes are the homelands of some deity, blessed pure lands… I can order them to relocate, and they must move to make way for me.'

'When calculating the input costs, the funds I control are also the richest; at peak, I can directly link with the Heaven-Earth Bank, and just get as much funding as I need approved by the August Emperor.'

Di Jiang Zu Wu looked down upon the myriad gods, 'That tax department of Donghua, overturned, is far inferior to my former authority.'

'The Heavenly Court's strategic lifeline, military armament, economic trade, and people's livelihood—I can involve myself in all, and my share is huge!'

'Hongjun this guy, although he's chancellor with high status, when it comes to actual command over specific units and manpower… I really don't fear him!'

'Too bad, a true hero doesn't brag about past courage.'

'These days I'm just going downhill…' Di Jiang Zu Wu sighed, 'I can only be a leader of the Wu Clan.'

'Alas!' He sighed deeply, feeling that divine life is lonely as snow.

The myriad gods remained silent, no one picking up the conversation.

How to follow up on this?

We've chatted the heavens to death.

Fortunately, at the crucial moment, someone acted, breaking the awkward atmosphere.

'Alright, stop whining!'

Nüwa reached out from the side, pulled him aside, saying, 'You're just a transitional leader; I'm still alive and can still manage things!'

'Are you sure?' Di Jiang Zu Wu eyed her dubiously, 'I think… your mental state looks a bit worrisome!'

No wonder he'd say that.

Indeed, Nüwa at this moment is unsettling… her eyes are all red, her eye sockets even a bit swollen.

It's obvious that Donghua's demise gave her considerable mental harm.

After all, that was her brother's little Trumpet... Moreover, in terms of the cause of death, she was still the main accomplice!

Helping outsiders, causing her own brother to be killed... Well, not saying anything else, on the leader IQ humiliation ranking, the Nüwa Emperor is probably about to top it.

Can such a Nüwa still handle problems with a calm mindset?

Di Jiang Zu Wu expressed doubt and, taking the opportunity, put forward his own suggestion.

"Or, let me take responsibility for the rest of the matters."

"Nüwa, you go to the rear to rest and recuperate for a while, and we'll talk again when your mood stabilizes."

"Don't overreach... Victory and defeat are common in war; if you lose, you lose, don't take it too much to heart."

Di Jiang said, puffing out his cheeks, as if trying to hold back something: 'Even if you lost big this time, got your brother crippled, we ancestral witches call each other brothers and sisters, a loving family, nobody would laugh at you...'

"Pfft!"

Before Di Jiang Zu Wu could finish speaking, a very untimely burst of laughter rang out.

Nüwa's pretty face instantly fell, she turned her head and saw a solemn expression on the face of Qiángliáng Ancestral Witch, while Lei Ze Ancient God's shoulders were trembling.

"Lei Ze, what are you laughing at?" Nüwa's tone was soft yet carried a chill that could freeze a person's soul, like a cold wind blowing from the depths of the Nine Abysses.

"I didn't laugh." Lei Ze said, hem-hem, pausing after each word.

"I'm not blind, nor am I hard of hearing." Nüwa's expression was cold.

"Alright, I did laugh... but Nüwa Emperor, hear me out: the reason I laughed has absolutely nothing to do with the current situation; I just remembered something happy."

"Really?" Nüwa retorted.

"Really... pfft hahaha!" Lei Ze said, finally unable to hold back, bursting into laughter.

Just like a chain reaction, after he laughed, Di Jiang also started laughing.

"What are you laughing at again?" Nüwa's eyes were deep, she became even more dangerous.

"Nothing, I just remembered something happy too... exactly that!" Di Jiang explained, unfortunately the more he explained, the harder he laughed.

"Can you tell me what each of you two are happy about?" Nüwa said softly, "I want to listen."

"Uh... this..." Di Jiang and Lei Ze stammered, "Hongjun! Right! Hongjun!"

"Hongjun got lost, we're very happy, that kind of ecstatic happiness... no problem, right?"

"What do you say?" Nüwa sneered, then waved her hand, "Forget it, I'm too lazy to argue with you now."

"Stand over there honestly and help me wave the flag and shout... I have to deal with important matters!"

"Can you do it?" Di Jiang stroked his chin, "Don't make any more mistakes."

"Don't worry." Nüwa gave him a deep look, "This little thing is still no problem for me."

"Oh." Di Jiang nodded, "Then I'll wait and see, ready to help you cheer on at any time."

"Hmph." Nüwa gave a cold snort, said nothing more, just stretched out her hand and pressed down, darkening the heavens and earth, making the sun and moon lose their light.

(End of chapter)