Chapter 47: Randen Takes the Lead! Hard‑headed Hongjun! Jieyin Duo Still Can Succeed

"Spare his life?"

Diti stared at the wall formed by countless golden lanterns, golden lotuses, jeweled ornaments, and dangling pearls, and then the aloof-eyed Hongjun.

A thread of doubt rose in his heart, and as the force in his hand gradually and slowly increased, he questioned its meaning.

"On what grounds!"

"Insulting my Dao companion, disrupting your preaching, deceiving the many precelestial saints present, with the intention of stirring discord between the West and the East."

"Each case, each incident, is an unforgivable capital crime!"

"Relying only on your face, you probably cannot persuade me, cannot make the many precelestial saints accept it, right?"

When Diti finished speaking, he resolved to cling to the Star Court, to climb up to Randen, who stands above ten thousand men yet below a single person.

He immediately stepped forward and echoed in agreement!

"His Majesty the Star Emperor is right."

"These two have not paused a single moment since stepping into the Purple Sky Palace!"

"Flailing about, feigning misery, deceiving the masses—these are just as such."

"We are cultivated beings; we do not wish to exchange even a word with those two shameless scums."

"But those two not only fail to restrain themselves, they even, after the Taiyin Star Deity spoke to stop them,"

"grew increasingly vicious, attempting to deceive the many precelestial saints, joining them to target the Taiyin Star Deity, and inciting conflict between us and the Star Court!"

"The wickedness in his heart truly deserves ten thousand deaths!"

Speaking thus, Randen approached Hongjun, his sincere gaze slightly bowing, and with clasped hands requested the execution of the two Zhunti.

"Saint, please do not forget."

"Such ignorant, malicious beings are beings from the West."

"If they are not eliminated promptly."

"They might inherit the late demon ancestor Luo Hou's will, regroup the reckless and treacherous, and once again bring disaster to the world!"

"Then, if you fail to intervene in time, causing the Great Calamity to rise again, the suffering of all beings will become unbearable!"

"The karmic burden and sins you would have to bear, you probably cannot withstand…"

The Great Calamity of the Three Clans had just passed not long ago.

The grimness of the Dao-Demon War remains vivid.

Under the Star Court's leadership, the myriad beings of the Ten Thousand Clans seized the chaos to make a windfall, no doubt.

But now they only wish to recuperate.

They fundamentally do not want another Great Calamity to descend upon the world!

These words of Randen.

They seem addressed to Hongjun, but actually inform the surrounding precelestial saints.

The two Zhunti are very likely to become a second Luo Hou.

If they are not snuffed out within the cradle.

When their power rises, they will surely reignite endless war, ravaging the Thus line: Honghuang Tian Di!

Regarding such probabilistic matters.

If it does not involve one's own interests, naturally no one adds more.

But once it may harm one's own interests.

Even if it is only one in a hundred million.

Most people would choose to sacrifice the irrelevant scum to protect their own interests without any damage!

"Saint! Ziwei Emperor, Randen Dao companion's words are extreme; those two are a poisonous tumor that destroys the stability of Thus line: Honghuang Tian Di."

"Indeed! If they are not snuffed out, the Great Calamity will return to the world, and everything will truly be too late!"

"Kill these two malicious bald donkeys! They must never be allowed to plague the world!"

"……"

As Randen's words fell, more and more precelestial saints all suddenly 'awoke to reason'.

They each displayed righteous indignation, soaring virtue, and a wholehearted concern for the world.

They wished Hongjun to act personally, to execute the two Zhunti on the spot!

"Truly worthy of one who has survived multiple Great Calamities, can even fetch chestnuts from fire, and continues to ascend higher."

"Whether sharp words or scrutiny of the situation, they are all exceedingly apt."

Diti listened to the growing chorus.

A hint of jest and amusement flickered in his eyes.

"Old friend, using the great trend to coerce beings, is your specialty."

"Now that the coerced target becomes oneself, how will you choose?"

Although Diti is not entirely clear

why Hongjun insists on saving the two Jieyin.

but it does not prevent him from stirring chaos within.

After all, the opponent's goal has always been to kill him.

As long as it makes him uncomfortable, even cause loss, it's profit for him!

"A bunch of shortsighted ants…"

Amid the rising clamor, Hongjun's heart also gradually kindled a hint of murderous intent and disgust.

He is the sole supreme overlord within Thus line: Honghuang Tian Di who has ascended to the Primordial Void.

These are ants that are not even Primordial Golden Immortals.

He actually dares to be so presumptuous in front of him!

Truly, a crime worthy of ten thousand deaths!!

Everyone, please listen to what this humble daoist has to say.

However, for future plans and to repay the karmic debt of the West.

Even if Hongjun's heart was filled with surging anger, he hated to directly strike and kill this bunch of ants.

He could only suppress all dissatisfaction, forcing it back into his heart, and put on his trademark smile.

All beings and spirits find cultivation no easy task.

These two have traveled ten thousand li, from the impoverished far west, overcoming countless difficulties, arriving at Zixiao Palace to seek the Dao.

This shows the sincerity of their hearts toward the Dao.

This humble daoist naturally cannot expel them, nor cut off their livelihood and path to the Dao based merely on some speculation.

Saying this, Hongjun turned his gaze to Diti, and from within his mustard-seed space took out the Piercing Heart Lock, the top-grade innate spiritual treasure he had previously seized as part of the Four Slaughter Immortal Treasures.

He respectfully presented it to the other party.

They did not mean to offend.

It's simply that the West is barren; they do not know the prestige of Daoist Wang Shu, nor recognize your true form, Daoist friend.

This treasure shall serve as compensation to Daoist Wang Shu for the losses incurred.

This humble daoist apologizes on their behalf to you, Daoist friend.

I hope you will raise your hand high and not quarrel excessively with these two.

Diti glanced over, seeing the trembling Zhunti pair, and the treasure Hongjun had presented.

Although doubt flickered in his eyes, he still felt compelled to see what medicine was being sold in the other's gourd.

Just this once; it shall not become a precedent.

He responded softly, put away the Piercing Heart Lock, and together with the host of Innate Star Gods, the Twelve Ancestral Witches, and Randen, returned to his original seat.

The myriad Innate Gods saw this.

Thus they said no more, and each returned to his own seat.

Hongjun is truly a Grand Unity Great Luo cultivator.

When there is a tall person blocking the gun, they themselves dare to stare directly at the opponent.

But now Diti has withdrawn with his people.

If they continue to make a fuss,

even if they are not settled on the spot,

who knows whether the other side will, afterwards, give them small shoes to wear or trip them up?

At worst, when traveling the Wilderness in the future, they will guard against the two Zhunti.

If there is a chance to eradicate them at the root, would that not eliminate future troubles forever?

There is absolutely no need to risk death and continue wasting time.

Seeing the chaos finally subside, Hongjun instantly conjured two mats and softly instructed the two Zhunti.

You two have endured countless hardships and come from afar; the bitterness can be imagined.

These two mats shall serve as a reward for your devotion to the Dao.

From now on, focus on listening to the Dao, strive to revive the West, and do not play petty tricks again.

Having said that, amidst the astonished, doubtful, and bewildered gazes of the myriad Innate Gods, he returned to the Nine Heavens Mat.

Since the seats have been set, they cannot be changed, and you all should not stir up disputes over this.

If anyone again causes trouble over this,

they shall all be expelled from Zixiao Palace!

A solemn cold shout rang down; the myriad Innate Gods could only suppress their doubts and displeasure, and respond in agreement.

We will obey the sage's command!

(End of chapter)