Chapter 212: A Different Heavenly Court

Just like Kunpeng and Fei Lian, Bai Ze is currently discussing this matter; the difference is that Kunpeng is being passively discussed, and Bai Ze's camp also lacks such a cute creature as Fei Lian.

Master Bai Ze, what exactly is His Majesty's attitude toward the lecture on the Dao? You only let us discuss it, yet give no opinion.

How can we give a clear opinion about His Majesty's actions? If what we say displeases Him, isn't that giving Kunpeng an opportunity to criticize?

Shang Yang's voice is extremely low; even in a quiet room, he does not like to speak loudly when discussing private matters.

Bai Ze wanted to speak but hesitated, then finally opened his mouth to explain:

His Majesty's meaning is to let us speak freely, but I am accustomed to not discussing matters of the great gods; as for why you are like this, I do not know.

Shang Yang's face instantly became extremely embarrassed; he had thought Bai Ze's nonsense was because he had sensed some intention of Di Jun, so he dared not reveal it.

But he never expected Bai Ze to be silent merely out of habit; Shang Yang muttered a curse, Bai Ze felt a bit strange, yet did not know what Shang Yang was saying.

The matter of Patriarch Hongjun's lecture is of vital importance to the Wilderness; for us to go is indeed necessary; besides, there are still many primordial deities in the Heavenly Court.

They will certainly not miss the opportunity of the lecture, but those left to guard the Heavenly Court must still consider carefully, otherwise trouble may arise.

Di Jun felt somewhat troubled, rubbing his forehead, thinking that no matter who is left to guard, some trouble will arise.

The Heavenly Realm is of utmost importance and must not be lost; those left behind must also not be too inadequate, otherwise gaps will easily arise.

Fuxi suddenly laughed and said: "Di Jun, you are overthinking; the ones left to guard have already appeared, haven't they?"

As he spoke, Di Jun's eyes lit up; yes, earlier he had specifically asked the Ten Heavenly Generals how they viewed this matter, which could serve as a basis for deciding who should stay behind.

This both expresses dissatisfaction with their previous inaction as a warning, and later Qi will also give a lecture, which can make up for them a bit, lest they grow resentful.

Since we have made a decision, let it be so; I have been in seclusion for too long, rarely walking in the Wilderness, and now I also need to look at the changes in heaven and earth.

Di Jun and his retinue did not stop him, merely feeling that Qi was excessively still and eager to move, wanting to go out to relax.

After bidding farewell to the four, Qi left the Heavenly Realm and returned alone to Cloud Dream Marsh; looking at those stone pillars, he suddenly recalled the Cloud Dream Marsh of his dreams.

Water rippled, and a consciousness appeared around Qi, tightly encircling him, exuding a sense of joy.

Qi also smiled; indeed, no matter when, the consciousness of Cloud Dream Marsh would always remain for him, unchanged.

As Qi entered the marsh, the Cloud Lord on an unknown goddess's bed seemed to sense something, quickly changed into travel clothes, and rushed toward Cloud Dream Marsh.

As for the Cloud Lord's movements, Qi faintly sensed them but had no intention to respond, merely gradually heading toward the water eye.

He lightly stroked the stone platform before him; in the dream, Qi's Dao body lay here, broken and ruined.

"I should know who my opponent is, but why can't I remember?"

Qi muttered to himself.

As Qi stepped into the water eye, gently parting the water vapor, the aura of the Great Dao instantly spread.

In the water eye of Cloud Dream Marsh, there actually exists another heaven and earth obscured by water vapor.

As Qi entered, the consciousness of Cloud Dream Marsh also vanished; the water vapor that had been parted returned to its original place, as if everything were still as before.

The Cloud Lord, who had just set out not long ago, suddenly stopped, thinking: "Whether Qi returns or not, now his aura has disappeared; presumably he does not want me to know. If I have sensed wrong, then I should not go at all." Having thought this, the Cloud Lord turned back and headed toward the goddess's residence.

Now the Wu are renowned throughout the Wilderness, famed for their bravery, and their technique for communicating with heaven and earth is highly effective, so many tribes have gone to the Wu Clan to study.

The Wu Clan's population is sparse; even after nearly fifty yuanhui of reproduction, the total of their twelve tribes still does not exceed one million.

Although their demand for blood food is enormous, given their current numbers, even in the present Wilderness, supply poses no pressure.

They have marked out one pasture after another, centered on families and expanding horizontally around the place where the Ancestral Witches reside; thus, though their population is sparse, their sphere of influence is extraordinarily vast, far surpassing that of ordinary peoples.

By ordinary reasoning, a population of one million spread across the Wilderness could be supplied by a single mountain, with surplus to spare.

But the Wu are different; basically a small family requires the materials of an entire mountain to sustain itself, which is why traces of the Wu can be seen throughout the eastern part of Mount Buzhou in the Wilderness.

"Older brother, what do you think—should we go listen to Patriarch Hongjun's lecture?"

Xuan Ming's voice rang out in the valley, carried away by the wind.

Di Jiang felt somewhat hesitant; the lecture was of little use to them, yet he had heard the name of Hongjun, a supreme deity of the world; not going might be improper.

Xuan Ming felt the same; she also did not want to waste time listening, and since joining the Heavenly Court she has heard many lectures.

From initial enthusiasm to later vexation, this was because she completely failed to understand what the speaker was saying.

"However, the phenomenon is quite impressive to behold, and occasionally it even drops some delicious spiritual water."

Xuan Ming recalled past occasions of listening to the Dao, but her thoughts turned to eating.

Di Jiang remained indecisive, feeling it a waste of time yet reluctant to offend that great deity's dignity; as for whether he himself was a fated person as spoken of, they had never doubted it.

As members of the Pangu Orthodoxy, all affinities in the Wilderness will surely present some opportunity if they are willing.

"Or we could still go; Patriarch Hongjun seems to be very famous in the east, and even the Heavenly Emperor and the Eastern Emperor hold him in high regard."

Hou Tu's voice sounded; Di Jun had summoned the Ten Heavenly Generals to discuss Patriarch Hongjun's lecture, and though it is unknown who leaked it, Hou Tu had long known.

"Someone whom even Donghuang Taiyi cannot slight must not be a mere charlatan; it is better to go listen, lest we incur his resentment."

The Twelve Ancestral Witches appeared too late, knowing little of many things in the Wilderness; even the name of Hongjun was only learned after they joined the Heavenly Court, in casual conversation.

As for why they joined, it is simply that Di Jun did not trust them; after all, the Heavenly Realm lies upon Mount Buzhou, and these twelve are powerful—if they did not join, Di Jun would find it hard to rest or eat.

However, although they have joined the Heavenly Court and often come and go in the Heavenly Realm, their status is special; they belong to the category that listens to adjustments but not to edicts.

Similarly, figures such as Gou Hui and the Three Pure Ones are merely nominal posts, receiving only a share of fortune.

If one wishes them to lend aid, it mostly depends on their mood.

PS: Working overtime until 2:00 a. m., I caught a cold again; I really want to quit, secretly slacking off while writing—sorry for this period.

(End of Chapter)