Chapter 127: The East Prince's Panic! The Fate of the Hongmeng Purple Qi!

"Thank you for your generosity, fellow cultivator."

Di Tian smiled and took the wind‑fire banana‑leaf fan.

While thanking Hongjun, he pointed at the indecisive Hongmeng Purple Qi hovering above the heads of the many precelestial divine and the strongest of all races.

His eyes twinkling with amusement, he whispered a light reminder.

"But I've already returned the Hongmeng Purple Qi's freedom."

"If it falls into Randen's hands again, or into someone else's, it won't be my concern any more."

Upon hearing this, Hongjun's heart sank instantly.

He hurriedly looked toward the direction where the Hongmeng Purple Qi flew away!

"Damn, it actually played tricks on me!"

"It's simply an untrustworthy, mischievous scoundrel!"

He saw the Hongmeng Purple Qi, and for some reason it managed to evade his perception and head toward the East Prince.

Hongjun harbored secret resentment in his heart at the same time.

Not daring any carelessness, he swiftly manipulated the Hongmeng Purple Qi, circling the East Prince several times, feigning dissatisfaction by shaking his body, and spun again above everyone's heads.

"Even the Hongmeng Purple Qi won't acknowledge me; he spends all day claiming to be the Dao Ancestor‑chosen lord of all immortals—what a clown, shameless!"

"Fortunately, fortunately, the Hongmeng Purple Qi didn't recognize that waste; we still have a huge chance!"

"People of great Qi fortune, great stature, great destiny—looking across the entire Purple Sky Palace there are only a handful; the Hongmeng Purple Qi has been hovering for nearly the length of an incense stick, why hasn't it decided yet?"

"……"

As the many precelestial divine and the strongest of all races debated...

The East Prince, whom they had belittled, felt no resentment at this moment; instead, he was filled with relief and excitement.

"So lucky, so lucky—just a hair's breadth away from being finished in this life."

"I still don't know what the Hongmeng Purple Qi was up to earlier."

"With Di Tian, Di Jun, Yuan Feng, Taiyi… and other supreme powers ahead, if I were to seize this final Hongmeng Purple Qi..."

"I'm afraid from now on there will be no peaceful days, and I can finally live leisurely..."

Since being taken as a covert operative by Di Tian.

His days with the Queen Mother of the West have been incredibly carefree.

Not only does he openly bear Hongjun's formidable reputation as a banner.

Whether recruiting slightly weaker precelestial divine, the countless primordial races without background, or venturing out to seek heavenly materials and earthly treasures, everything turns out favorably!

Moreover, he secretly enjoys Di Tian's patronage and assistance.

He goes to the Star Treasure Pavilion to exchange various artifacts and resources.

He may also issue missions and seek help from the Fallen Star Office.

He can obtain quite good discounts.

By arbitraging the price differences, he indeed earned a lot of resources.

He also recruited many cash‑strapped precelestial divine and primordial races.

Of course, these covert benefits are known only to him, the Queen Mother of the West, the Star Treasure Pavilion steward Tian Hui Star Deity who guards the Immortal Court, and Di Tian—a total of four.

The Immortal Court's internal elders and other outsiders.

Only think that the two of them are protected by the Dao Ancestor's luck.

Thus they can amass such power in a short time.

If he indeed obtained the Hongmeng Purple Qi just now.

Given Di Tian's earlier remarks.

With cultivation only at Great Luo Perfection, not even reaching the Mixed Origin Golden Immortal threshold, he would undoubtedly become the primary target of a collective slaughter!

And those precelestial divine and primordial races he recruited.

They would likely not only lend a hand but risk death to protect him.

Or even betray covertly, coordinating inside and out.

He could truly burn high incense!

"No, to avoid future trouble that could involve me."

"After this departure."

"I must find a safe place to hide for a while."

"Once all the turmoil settles, I will resume being my carefree Immortal Emperor."

At this thought, the East Prince took advantage of the surrounding people's inattention.

He directly concealed his own aura, moving ever closer to the adjacent wall.

He wanted to reduce his sense of presence.

He knows his own weight and worth.

Whether it's the Dao Ancestor's selection or the Immortal Court's ruler.

In essence, they are all pawns in Hongjun's and Di Tian's hands.

All he needs to do is to keep his place.

While completing the tasks given by the two.

He should extract as much benefit as possible.

Of course, if a task exceeds his ability.

Then he can only try to muddle his way through.

He'll see if there's any chance of showing up without actually working!

After all, he plainly says he's just a resource‑grabbing tool waiting to be dispatched.

If you can muddle through, muddle; if you can avoid it, avoid.

If you truly can't muddle along, then find a way to fish in the muddy water!

The Queen Mother of the West shares the same mindset at this moment.

Seeing the Eastern Prince quietly diminish his own presence.

He immediately leans against the wall, reducing his presence as much as possible.

Ensuring he won't attract anyone's attention.

"What a pity, almost succeeded."

Diti watches Hongjun turn the tide, timely controlling the Hongmeng Purple Qi so it doesn't fall into the Eastern Prince's hands.

A hint of a smile flickers in his eyes.

He knows which tricks he has employed.

At most he can only disgust Hongjun a little.

He will never let the Hongmeng Purple Qi fall into the Eastern Prince's hands.

Even if it were to fall into his hands by luck, it would definitely be after everyone has left.

Using threats and inducements, he will make it spit it out obediently!

Just as Diti harbors criticism in his heart.

Hongjun's thoughts at this moment are a swirl of emotions and utter helplessness.

"Given the current situation, it is clearly unsuitable to let the Hongmeng Purple Qi secretly fall onto the Primordial's head."

"To prevent those already doubtful from further suspecting me of favoritism, let's keep it hidden for now."

There were already many sentient beings just now.

Because of Jieyin, Zhunti and the other, they could obtain the Hongmeng Purple Qi.

And doubts and resentment arose in their hearts.

Now, after much effort, using the bestowal of treasure.

They suppress the suspicion of the many primal divine beings, the strongest of all races.

If now they again give the Hongmeng Purple Qi to Randen for endless humiliation, directly questioning his Primordial.

It will surely cause the many primal divine beings, the strongest of all races, to develop a rebellious mindset, confirming that he has shamelessly engaged in favoritism!

At this thought, Hongjun immediately manipulates the Hongmeng Purple Qi, circling above the heads of the many primal divine beings, the strongest of all races, for nearly half an hour.

He circles several times over each fortunate being, spreading rain and dew evenly.

Only then, as if utterly disappointed, it falls back into Hongjun's palm.

"This… what's going on? Do you think we're unworthy? That we're not worth looking at? So you don't want to make a choice?"

"We do hold a sliver of hope in our hearts. Yet we know our own worth, unlikely to become a disciple of the Dao Ancestor. Why then are even Di Jun and the like unqualified?"

"Is there something wrong with your brains? Diti, Di Jun, Taiyi, Kun Peng are all heads of their own factions; how could they possibly take the Dao Ancestor as a master? Even if the Hongmeng Purple Qi were to fall, they would never acknowledge such a status."

"..."

Meanwhile, the many primal divine beings, the strongest of all races, whisper among themselves, speculating what's happening.

Why the Hongmeng Purple Qi has no master and returns to Hongjun's hand again.

A trace of amusement and mockery flickers in Diti's eyes.

(End of chapter)