Chapter 230: The Divine Sovereign Comes to Propose (Part 1)

Jiu Ying, this big loudmouth, wishes he could broadcast it to the world.

Shen Qingli almost vanished on the spot!

Even if she restrained herself, her soul still entered the space.

Zhong Minglan immediately sensed, "A Li,"

"Take good care of her, I'll go check."

Shen Kuo's voice transmission had just ended when he already shot up into the air.

Many immortals who had not yet returned to their posts and had never witnessed Shen Kuo's manifestation now saw, at this moment, his boundless divine power concealed by his medical arts.

His crystal-clear, snow-like true form rose up from the Divine Court!

"This, this is..."

"This isn't even a divine appearance! It's a Dao body!"

Chimo's gaze was strange; he could clearly see through the hall's roof to Shen Kuo rising to hold up the heavens.

This ability of "clairvoyance" is something most of the immortals present can basically do.

So when they saw Shen Kuo's true Dao body, they naturally also saw the Great Sun Holy Buddha standing in the west.

Unlike the bald donkey they imagined, the Holy Buddha may be bald, but he is strong and vigorous!

Even though his whole body was shrouded in golden light, making it impossible to see his true face, one could still faintly discern that he was very young.

"He really has become a Buddha as a young lord." Chimo frowned.

At that very moment, Shen Qingli's soul in the space truly could not sense any vitality on Di Jin's body.

"Has it gone bad?"

The Fusang Divine Tree had a somewhat bewildered thought, which transmitted into Shen Qingli's consciousness.

"Pick it off?"

Since it's a useless offspring, according to the Fusang Divine Tree's instinct, it naturally should "fall off."

Shen Qingli couldn't speak, even though she had long realized he might already be dead.

But he has always been full of vitality! She also, under some circumstance, saw "him."

"Don't pick it off." Shen Qingli stopped her.

He had said before, to protect his true body……

"If I don't pick it, I can't grow new fruit,"

"Then let it not grow for now." Shen Qingli looked at the little Fusang that had already "offered" all its Fusang divine fruits, knowing it also felt the pain, after all, every palm and back were its offspring.

Di Jin, this offspring, has now "eaten" all the offspring.

The little Fusang actually also feels a bit reluctant to pick it off; this great offspring has poured too much of its heart and blood into it.

"Well then."

The little Fusang agreed, but said that since Di Jin lacks vitality, it isn't sure how long it can maintain the current state.

Shen Qingli's heart, which had almost died, sank again: "What does that mean?"

"I'll try to maintain it, but he might fall off on his own—when the melon is ripe, the stem drops, the dead fruit returns to the root."

"No! Don't let him fall; I'll fish him out as soon as possible." Shen Qingli interrupted, not wanting to hear more.

The little Fusang agreed, and Shen Qingli immediately left the space, hearing her father talking with the other party, yet she couldn't make out what they were saying.

"Don't be confused, even I can't hear them." Chimo was speechless, "They're communicating via Dao thoughts! Annoying."

One could say that even Zhong Minglan, at this moment, could only hear the Dao and Buddhist sounds, unable to hear what they were specifically communicating.

Just then! A vigorous sound rang out from within the West: "Nothing much to say, a boundary war! Below the Creation Realm, let's fight!"

That was Tianyi's voice!

Zhong Minglan instantly sneered.

"Your opponent is this emperor!"

The Vermilion Bird Divine Spirit conjured by Zhong Minglan screamed forth into the sky.

Chimo couldn't sit still either, "I'll thrash you!"

"Chimo, your opponent is me." The voice of Dier came over.

"I never expected this—you didn't defect from the Divine Court? What is this, getting back together? The Divine Court really can accept you; you'd be better off coming to my Western Holy Court."

"Get lost, you old bastard!" Chimo spat, "During your great calamity, did you even care about me? If you don't become a Dao Lord, I'll be the Dao Lord's dog! No, wait—I'll be the little dark master's dog."

"No need for that." Shen Qingli rubbed her forehead, a bit confused about their talk—what defecting, what accepting?

"You gods of the Ancient Bound are just the Vermilion Bird and Chimo, right?" A sigh sounded, and the voice that followed was no stranger to anyone in the Divine Court above and below!

"Jialuona!"

The Buddhist Mother of the Western Sect, also a War Goddess, used to specialize in tearing apart Zhong Minglan.

The three great Ancient Bound Gods……

"I'm not dead yet."

A clear tone rang out, accompanied by the sound of reading filling the sky, rising from the East Vast Heaven.

"Cangsheng Divine Sovereign!"

The third Ancient Bound God of the Divine Court returned to his post in time.

Wearing wide robes and long garments, a tall cap and broad sash, holding divine scrolls, Cangsheng Divine Sovereign crossed the heavens to arrive.

In a single step he went from the east to the Divine Court, standing beside the Kunlun Divine Lord.

"Ah this,"

Jiuli pointed at him, saying, "This person is familiar to me—isn't he just that surnamed Pei?"

I'd long noticed this kid was off; he really is not simple!

Jiu Li scratched his head, looking at Shen Qingli, wondering if this person would come to bother A Li again.

"Cang Pei, you are a scholar, but you have never interfered in the war between the two realms; Shen Ting's morality differs from yours. Join my Western Sect, and it will do you no harm." Jia Luo Na called from afar.

"Exactly! Cang Pei, the war between the two realms has nothing to do with you; Eastern Penglai still belongs to you, how about that?" Earth Two also started to persuade.

"You just returned to your position, and yet you want to fight! You're no match for us." Heaven One continued to put on a stern face.

"Go ahead and try." Cang Pei's tone was light; behind him, twenty-four faint illusions gradually emerged.

"You have fully recovered!" Jia Luo Na's tone was not good.

Cang Pei's tone grew even lighter: "If your side comes, we scholars also know a bit of martial arts."

"Hahaha!" Chi Mo laughed loudly, "Well said! You corrupt scholar, this old demon loves you!"

Cang Pei glanced at him, only indifferent, without equal admiration: "Take care of your iron-eating beast."

"Petty!" Jiu Li immediately yelled, and indeed calling him narrow-minded was spot on.

Cang Pei lowered his gaze, saw the little Jiu Li sitting on the desk, and naturally also saw Shen Qingli in front of the desk.

The grand appearance retracted, and Cang Pei transformed into the banquet hall, standing before Shen Qingli.

Shen Qingli also raised her eyes to look at him; from the moment he appeared, she naturally recognized him as Pei Jianshu.

Although his aura was now quite different, as a leader of the Confucian-Daoist forces, Cang Pei was naturally magnificent and profoundly learned.

The former Pei Jianshu was probably just a tiny, insignificant fragment in his vast divine memory.

So Shen Qingli rose and said, "Greetings, Senior Cang."

"Divine Venerable." The Grand Elder and the other gods also paid their respects.

On the Western Sect's side, Heaven One sneered, "Where is your Queen Mother of the West? Why don't you come up? Have you fallen? Has your Dao Lord died?"

The Queen Mother of the West is a defender of the Dao!

The Dao Lord has fallen.

Her realm will indeed decline along with it.

No one had mentioned it just now, so no one thought of it.

After Heaven One's "reminder," all the gods indeed changed color.

"Yes! Our Dao Lord is dead; feel free to come at us."

The Queen Mother of the West's faint voice rose to the heavens, as if she truly were not stronger than Zhong Minglan and them.

Yet she was so open-hearted! Instead, it steadied all the gods.

"Hahaha! Mere bluster."

"Alright." The ethereal Buddhist sound pressed down.

Heaven One immediately bowed in reverence, "Your Majesty."

The Young Lord has become a Buddha! And still the supreme Great Sun Holy Buddha!

The entire Western Sect Court now bows at his feet, right?

Including Heaven One, Earth Two, and Jia Luo Na, these Creation-level Guardian Gods.

And as this Buddhist chant sounded, the form of the Great Sun Holy Buddha also gradually faded.

Shen Kuo also withdrew his Dao form, returned to the banquet hall, and looked at the not unfamiliar "Pei Jianshu".

But at this moment, Pei Jianshu was still looking at Shen Qingli, his gaze somewhat complex: "You need not honor me as your senior."

Upon saying this, the gods all sensed a hint of hidden meaning?

Jiu Li felt his right eyelid twitching!

"Lord Shen, I have come to propose marriage to your daughter."