Chapter 61: Di Jun's Plot, Extreme Yang Origin?

"Yes, Father!"

"Yes, Father!"

"..."

Hearing this, the ten Golden Crow Princes did not slack off, quickly took the wine cups from the maids, bowed and saluted to the gods present, and then drank the wine in one gulp.

This scene was taken in by all the gods present.

But everyone did not rashly speak or act at this moment, but instead looked at where Di Jun was with suspicious and somewhat curious gazes.

Not for anything else, but because everyone didn't know what Di Jun was trying to do.

Including the Saints on the high platform.

Except for Nuwa who knew some information in advance, the other five Saints didn't know what Di Jun was selling.

"Everyone."

Regarding this, Di Jun didn't hide anything anymore, raised the wine cup in his hand, raised it slightly to the Great Supernatural Power Holders below, and then said, "Thank you, fellow Daoists, for coming to participate in the birthday banquet of my ten sons!"

"All fellow Daoists have arrived, so I won't hide anything; let my children toast everyone!"

Under these circumstances, Lin Fan and the others chat with increasing engagement.

Wow—

Hearing this, the gods present were in an uproar.

Including the Saints in the main seats, they couldn't help but frown.

Not for anything else, but because they never expected Di Jun to play this hand.

Letting his ten sons apprentice.

And obviously not apprenticing to the same person, but targeting all of them.

This meant that Di Jun wanted to select ten people from this group to become his sons' masters.

For a time, many people's brows were tightly locked; although they didn't say anything, the look of refusal could not be covered.

It could not be denied that the talent and potential of the Golden Crow Princes were indeed good; after all, they were Di Jun's offspring, how could they be poor existences?

But what was the situation in the Great Desolation now?

That was the Witch-Demon Calamity period, and the contradictions between the Witch and Demon clans were intensifying; future explosive duels were inevitable.

Under such circumstances, if you took the Golden Crow Princes into your command, wouldn't that become an aid to the Demon Race? Wouldn't you need to help the Demon Race fight against the Witch Clan then?

Even if the Witch Clan had no primordial spirit.

But the Pangu physical body summoned by the Twelve Ancestral Witches was comparable to a Saint, and even crushed some Saints.

The existences present, even the high-and-mighty Saints, would not choose to offend the other side, or even risk standing in opposition.

Thinking of this, this area fell into silence.

Especially the Three Pure Ones, Jieyin, Zhunti, and other Saints on the high platform, who were now looking at their noses and hearts, completely unmoved.

Besides that, the top Great Supernatural Power Holders in the first row, like Minghe and Zhenyuanzi, were also like this.

No one would be stupid enough to offend the Witch Clan for the sake of the Golden Crow Princes, especially that kind of barbarian who only had one tendon in their brain.

"Good fellow!"

"This Di Jun is really big-hearted."

"Does he really think he can do whatever he wants because he is the Demon Emperor?"

"That first row is basically Saints and top Great Supernatural Power Holders, none of whom are weaker than him; why does he think he can convince the other party to accept disciples, or even borrow power from them to fight against the Witch Clan."

In the crowd, Lin Fan expressed that he couldn't understand Di Jun's operation.

As the Demon Emperor, how could he not know such a thing that was clearly impossible?

Since he knew, why bring it up now? Wasn't this asking for humiliation?

"Demon Emperor, I can agree to you!"

Just at this moment, a gentle but cold voice rang out.

Looking in the direction of the sound, the person who spoke was none other than the Saint Nuwa in the main seat area!

And her opening directly gathered everyone's gaze on Nuwa.

Including the Three Pure Ones and others.

"Cough, cough~"

Facing everyone's gaze, Nuwa coughed lightly at this moment, didn't hide anything anymore, stood up directly and said, "Demon Emperor's tenth son, Lu Ya, has some fate with me; I can take him into my command and let him become a member of the Wa Emperor Palace, but not a disciple!"

As soon as these words came out, the Great Supernatural Power Holders present were thoughtful.

Taking him into the Wa Emperor Palace instead of a disciple meant that Nuwa's meaning was only to protect, not to provide help.

But because of this, everyone was even more confused.

Who didn't know that Nuwa was the Wa Emperor of the Demon Race? She had already tied herself to the Demon Race, and even took action against the Witch Clan more than once for the Demon Race.

Under such circumstances, it was reasonable for her to help the Demon Race, and everyone recognized it.

But she made such a decision now, only protecting Lu Ya instead of accepting him as a disciple; what was her intention? What was her plan?

Before everyone could come back to their senses, in the banquet area of the first echelon, Zhenyuanzi suddenly spoke, "Demon Emperor, I can also let your third son join Wuzhuang Temple, but I cannot accept him as a disciple."

Zhenyuanzi!

Why would he also agree?

Hearing this, the crowd present was in an uproar again.

They were all unable to understand, and didn't understand.

First Nuwa, then Zhenyuanzi.

Nuwa could still be understood, but the grudge between Zhenyuanzi and the Demon Race was huge.

The one who took action in the death of his close friend Hongyun back then was Kunpeng, and there were even shadows of Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi.

Under such circumstances, would Zhenyuanzi be so stupid as to agree to such a thing? Even taking the initiative to release goodwill and wanting to protect Di Jun's third son?

"Thank you, Mother Nuwa!"

"Thank you, Fellow Daoist Zhenyuanzi!"

Di Jun smiled and bowed to Nuwa and Zhenyuanzi.

Immediately after, Di Jun continued, "Fellow Daoist Zhenyuanzi, Mother Nuwa, this is a thank-you gift for my son!"

While speaking, Di Jun waved his hand.

The next second, a scorching aura surged out, the fluctuation of Extreme Yang permeated, and one could see two golden-red origins appearing in Di Jun's hands.

"That is~ the Extreme Yang Origin of the Sun Star!"

Seeing the thing in Di Jun's hand, the Great Supernatural Power Holders with knowledge exclaimed subconsciously.

Immediately after, countless people stared fixedly at the Extreme Yang Origin, their eyes full of greed, longing, and possessiveness.

Sun Star Extreme Yang Origin.

This was an existence similar to the Extreme Yang Oyster.

The difference was that the value of the Extreme Yang Oyster was to be absorbed and refined bit by bit.

But this Extreme Yang Origin was a direct evolution of one's own foundation; even top-tier Innate Gods could have the possibility of evolving into Innate God and Demon foundations after absorbing it.

The Innate Gods, great powers, and Great Supernatural Power Holders present were certainly powerful in their own strength, but once such a thing that improved their foundation came out, how could they not care about it?