Chapter 116: Shen Ni

“You must believe in my artifact-crafting ability.”

“It’s precisely because I trusted your artifact-crafting ability too much!”

“Then why do you look so gloomy?”

“Sigh~~, let’s change the subject.” Master Luo Hou sighed, putting away the Falling Treasure Gold Coin.

He felt that if they kept talking, he was ninety-nine percent likely to be fooled by Xuan Qing, and before this new spiritual treasure even warmed up, it would be led astray—then he’d truly regret it forever.

Xuan Qing reluctantly withdrew his gaze.

“What do you think about the Xiongshou clan?” Xuan Qing asked.

Luo Hou chuckled: “What can I think? I just sit here watching—you’ve already arranged everything clearly, haven’t you?”

Xuan Qing emphasized: “That was the Phoenix clan’s brilliant strategy—what does it have to do with me?”

“Yes, yes, yes—among all the tribes of the world, the clever ones are as numerous as fish crossing a river, and there are always a few unknown prodigies popping up, right?”

Luo Hou’s relationship with Youming wasn’t bad; while he didn’t know every detail of Xuan Qing’s affairs, he could still sense traces of them.

And with his Luo Jinxian power, transcending time and space, overlooking the river of time, those few traces were enough for him to discern the full picture.

“Sigh, sitting here with you, a Luo Jinxian Supreme, I have zero privacy.” Xuan Qing sighed theatrically, pretending he was under immense pressure.

Luo Hou didn’t even want to respond to him.

The power of a Luo Jinxian is omnipotent—that’s a fact.

But as for pressure.

Which time did he come to Youming Jie that wasn’t him being pressured by Xuan Qing?

The Taiyi gods were primordial, intrinsically one with the Dao, the source of the Dao.

Though Taiyi gods might choose a path most suited to their nature and preferences, becoming Dao Lords.

But that doesn’t mean Taiyi-level deities lack mastery over other Dao paths.

What about turning falsehood into truth, creating something from nothing, defining concepts, shaping rules, crafting the Heavenly Dao, opening heavens and creating worlds… all myriad Dao methods at their fingertips.

What about summoning countless Hengsha worlds with a single thought; arbitrarily reshaping timelines and forging ancient histories within the river of time; endlessly layering infinite worlds and multiverses—each one played with dazzling flair.

If they didn’t cause chaos in Hong Huang Zhen Jie, the Taiyi gods could make the Zhu Tian Wan Jie explode with creativity.

That’s why, whether among the many Taiyi in Hong Huang Zhen Jie or the Dao Lords across the Zhu Tian Wan Jie, all of them are masters of mischief.

And among these mischievous Taiyi, Xuan Qing’s capacity for chaos was utterly unique.

The Taiwei gods had all witnessed it.

Who among the Luo Jinxian Supremes wouldn’t feel pressure sitting beside a deity as irreverent as Xuan Qing?

Luo Hou looked at the Xuan Qing before him and couldn’t help but muse: “I can’t even predict what Hong Huang will become after you become a Luo Jinxian.”

“Do you even need to ask?”

Xuan Qing smiled: “It’ll surely be a harmonious realm of gods, peaceful tribes, and everyone loving each other—a beautiful future!”

“I hope so,” Luo Hou muttered, not even believing his own wish.

But one thing was reassuring: no matter how much Xuan Qing messed around, he was still the Demon Dao’s Demon King.

One of us!

By the Black Water, the Immortal Mountain.

After returning from Hun Dun, Xianggu Zhi Shi headed straight here.

“Shen Ni, open up! I know you’re lying inside!”

“You had the guts to pull off big schemes behind my back—now have the guts to open the door!”

Xianggu Zhi Shi arrived at the Immortal Mountain, only to find its inner Tian Jie sealed shut, the Xu Shi Jiao Jie vanished—he couldn’t find the entrance!

Xianggu Zhi Shi circled the mountain for a long while, yet still couldn’t get in.

“Damn Shen Ni! Now that your scheme’s exposed, you’re hiding from me, are you?”

Xianggu Zhi Shi was certain Shen Ni was guilty and afraid of being confronted—so he deliberately hid.

“Fine, hide away. I’m staying here now—I’ll wait until you come out!”

Xianggu Zhi Shi grew angrier by the moment, so he settled down at the Immortal Mountain, planning to wait like a hunter by a tree stump. “If you dare show your face, I’ll kill you with one stroke of my halberd!” His resentment surged skyward.

Meanwhile, at Cangwu Abyss.

The Dong Tian Shi Jie, previously shattered by Master Luo Hou, had been restored.

A Hun Dun coffin once again rested here, Dao like a luminous ribbon, myriad phenomena unfolding.

A few light coughs echoed from within the coffin, and the heavy lid slowly pushed open.

A primordial deity of striking beauty sat up—his eyes had lost their former luster, beneath his high nose, his lips were nearly bloodless, his face pale with sickness, his crown lost somewhere, his hair disheveled.

“Who the hell was that?!!”

“Why did they randomly chase me and try to kill me?”

After rising from the coffin, Shen Ni was deeply annoyed—he still didn’t understand where those Xiongshou had come from.

“I didn’t have any grudges with them, did I?”

“Or did some karmic threads from my past deeds in the Zhu Tian Wan Jie finally catch up?”

Shen Ni carefully recalled all the wicked deeds he’d committed across the Zhu Tian Wan Jie.

“Hmm, forget it, no need to think.”

Shen Ni then gave up struggling.

There were simply too many vile acts—karmic threads had tangled into a ball, impossible to untangle.

Any single one of those karmic debts could easily backfire on him.

“Better to focus on which Mo Shen I should approach next.”

Shen Ni sat in the Hun Dun coffin, tallying his information: “I’ve acquired the Dao vessel of the Destruction Mo Shen; lost an eyeball? Fine—he’s already been chopped into a fool.”

“The Time Mo Shen’s rib—I can’t retrieve it now. I’ll look for something else next time.”

“The Zao Hua Dao Guo was probably taken by Nv Wa; two Zao Hua Jade artifacts—the Zao Hua Yu Die is with Hong Jun, and the other… I can’t calculate it.”

“That guy Piao Miao was already looted by Fu Xi last time—skip him.”

“The Qian Kun Mo Shen—his ultimate treasure is in Bai Yu Jing, his Dao Guo seems to be with the Qi Lin clan. I’ll test the waters sometime—maybe I can still find the Shen Cang Dao Guo.”

Clearly, Shen Ni knew the hidden truths among the Hun Dun Mo Shen.

“The Darkness Mo Shen appeared, but vanished for unknown reasons; the Five Elements Mo Shen is probably the Five-Needle Pine—but that guy’s still lively, no need to summon him, and his Dao Guo is hard to seize.”

“So who’s left? The Order Mo Shen, the Fate Mo Shen, the Light Mo Shen.” Shen Ni weighed the three most promising targets, unsure which estate to raid first.

“Xianggu Dao you…” Shen Ni instinctively wanted to ask Xianggu’s opinion, then realized his side was empty.

He frowned: “Huh? Where did Xianggu go? Why hasn’t he come to find me?”

Shen Ni calculated Xianggu Zhi Shi’s location.

“Oh, he’s at the Immortal Mountain!” A faint, pale smile appeared on Shen Ni’s face.

“Good—he’s helping me guard my domain.”

“But since my transformation is imminent, I’ll lie here a while longer—won’t return yet.”

With Xianggu Zhi Shi guarding it, the Immortal Mountain was safe.

After fully sealing Cangwu Abyss, Shen Ni lay back in the coffin and closed the lid.

“Heh heh, once my transformation is complete, I’ll swallow a perfect Dao Guo and become a Luo Jinxian—scare you all to death!”

“Order Dao Guo, Fate Dao Guo, Light Dao Guo—which one should I pick?”

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