pertwk Chapter 122 Rahu Appears
Chapter 122 Rahu Appears
Chapter 122 Rahu Appears
The words were still ringing in her ears, yet they felt like knives and swords. Nuwa knelt down with a thud and respectfully kowtowed three times to Hongjun.
Hongjun, with a gloomy face, changed his position three times, causing her to kowtow in vain each time.
"I cannot allow you to bow so blaspheme, to the point of siding with outsiders and contradicting your master."
"I don't know if they'll ask me for those three bows back tomorrow."
Hongjun snorted coldly, thinking to himself, "What a traitor!!"
He has lost all face today in the face of all the holy beings.
First he was scolded by Zhunti, then he was insulted by Lingxiao.
Afterwards, his old rival Rahu arrived as a phantom of his divine sense, which meant that he was still alive.
Another round of ridicule followed.
At this moment, Nuwa, who had bestowed the most magical treasures upon him, actually stepped forward to plead for the three wicked creatures!
How can Hongjun maintain his state of mind...?
In that short time, Heaven slayed several inner demons for him.
But now, the inner demons have returned with renewed force.
This is all because of the oath Rahu made before his self-destruction: "The righteous path is one foot high, but the evil path is ten feet high."
The stronger a cultivator is, the stronger their inner demons become!
Nuwa knelt on the ground, her heart filled with bitterness, and said, "Please, Master, understand that my idea of establishing the human race and becoming a saint was not my first thought, but rather it was guided by Fellow Daoist Lingxiao."
"Although...although he's awful, and I'm so angry I want to beat him to death, in the end, he did me a favor that helped me achieve enlightenment."
"My disciple, I cannot stand by and watch someone die!"
Having said that, many magical treasures flew out from between Nuwa's brows: the Red Embroidered Ball, the Map of Mountains and Rivers, the Immortal Cauldron of Creation, the Lotus Lantern...
Numerous top-grade innate spiritual treasures flew out.
"Disciple is willing to offer these magical treasures, begging Master to spare the brothers' lives!"
Nuwa bowed her head and refused to rise; her magical artifact remained suspended in the void, awaiting Hongjun's take it away...
"Senior Sister!"
Jieyin and Zhunti flew over together and helped him up, both of them deeply moved.
"No need to kneel before him! My elder brother is someone of immense stature; there's no problem he can't solve!"
"Just you wait and see, maybe the next moment, that old bastard will be crying his eyes out."
"Junior Brother Zhunti, how could you... be so disrespectful to our Master?"
"Hmph! He was the one who showed favoritism towards the Three Pure Ones first!"
At this moment, Ling Xiao looked at Nuwa and said with a faint smile, "I guided you to become a saint just to trick you into giving me a magic weapon, and you're still here being delusional. Are all saints as foolish as you?"
Zhunti scratched his head and said, "Brother, I think Senior Sister is pretty good..."
Ling Xiao coldly replied, "You're brainless too! What if you're a spy sent by Hongjun, trying to pretend to be one of us and then stab us in the back at a crucial moment? How would we deal with that?"
Zhunti paused for a moment, then nodded and said, "After thinking about it, it really makes sense."
A strange light flashed in Jieyin's eyes, and he said, "Big Brother is right!"
Nuwa clenched her delicate fists, her cheeks flushed, and glared at Ling Xiao, gritting her teeth as she said, "You despicable man! Still trying to show off, huh? But to repay this debt of gratitude, this holy woman is determined to save you today."
Ling Xiao looked at Hongjun with extreme impatience and said, "Get out of here with your worthless disciple. I'm going to beat up the Three Pure Ones."
Hongjun felt much calmer. He looked at Nuwa, flicked his sleeve, and the magical treasures were once again in Nuwa's hands.
"This has nothing to do with you."
"I thought you two had such a good relationship. You didn't even want all your magical treasures for the mere kindness of achieving enlightenment."
"You are hereby punished to stay in the Nuwa Palace and silently recite the Yellow Court Classic for three thousand years, and are forbidden to leave."
Nuwa was moved to the Nuwa Palace and placed within the formation. Despite her saintly status, she could not break the formation and could only look towards Kunlun Mountain through it.
Just as Hongjun was about to return to Zixiao Palace, another unexpected event occurred.
The twelve ancestral witches of the witch clan and Emperor Jun Taiyi of the demon clan, along with a group of high-ranking officials, all rushed over.
Zhen Yuanzi Hongyun also arrived at this place.
If it weren't for the Dragon, Phoenix, and Qilin clans, who had received Lingxiao's decree that they were not allowed to leave their clan's territory without his permission.
Otherwise, it will probably come.
Hongjun looked at everyone, his eyes filled with doubt.
The next moment, everyone spoke up to plead for the three Ling brothers.
These people had all received favors from Lingxiao.
Ling Xiao sighed, even in the primordial world, human relationships and social skills are still very useful.
Nuwa had previously interceded for him, which can be seen as repaying a debt of gratitude.
However, the reason Ling Xiao scolded her was simply because he didn't want her to be disliked by Hong Jun and thus targeted by him.
Although he didn't need Nuwa to plead for him, if the two of them were face to face, he would definitely express his sincere gratitude.
At this moment, Ling Xiao looked at the people of the Lich and Demon races, as well as Zhen Yuanzi and Hong Yun.
These people shattered his preconceived notions about the primordial world and immortals.
Fairy.
The immortals of the primordial era strive to become saints, break free from shackles, and climb to the pinnacle!
But now it seems that they are not cold and heartless NPCs who only know how to cultivate and become stronger.
Instead, they are living, breathing beings of flesh and blood, just like humans.
Throughout his life, he was tormented by the five sufferings of Buddhism: greed, anger, ignorance, pride, and doubt.
Even Hongjun would feel frustrated and angry because Nuwa would not speak up for him, but instead sided with herself.
This is a fake version of the natural order.
This primordial world doesn't seem to be so perfect.
But Ling Xiao liked it; he found it quite interesting…
It seems we can't think of everyone else as an NPC and ourselves as the only protagonist.
We should treat every living being we come into contact with with care.
However, the most important thing now is to summon one hundred shadows of the fifth level of the Quasi-Saint realm to step into the primordial world.
Hongjun was furious. With a flick of his sleeve, he sent everyone flying and they disappeared from the spot.
His voice echoed from the void.
"This is none of your business; do not interfere!"
Hongjun returned to Zixiao Palace, sat on the jade platform, and prepared to enjoy the scene of the Three Pure Ones beating up the three Westerners.
And this moment.
Tongtian decided that when the three Westerners were no match for him, he would let them go.
All living beings were discussing the matter, saying that the three Lingxiao brothers would surely be killed on Kunlun Mountain.
"Laozi defeated the Three Pure Ones with a single breath, making four people including himself."
"The Primordial Jade Purity of Creation divided into nine people, and with him, there are ten."
"Including Tongtian, there are a total of fifteen people."
"The three Ling brothers could be blasted into dust in an instant."
"Don't forget, the Three Pure Ones also possess three innate supreme treasures!"
"Heh, the Sage Nuwa saved him, and he still dares to act tough. If he really had the power, he should suppress the Three Pure Ones!"
"When there are many people, they can do whatever they want!"
"Those three brothers actually dare to slap the Dao Ancestor in the face? They're utterly insane and laughable!"
As the discussions in the void grew louder, Ling Xiao, standing atop Mount Kunlun, had already conjured up the first image in his mind.
That figure stood proudly in the world, with unparalleled elegance.
For an instant.
Above the sky, the void shattered, and a blazing white light slowly expanded.
In an instant, streaks of green light spread out and transformed into a goddess with her eyes closed, her bare white feet gently descending.
Beneath her feet was a long bridge made of willow branches, extending into the chaos, shimmering with crystal light, like a fairyland.
At this moment, she opened her eyes, and the three thousand divine kingdoms around her erupted with boundless power of faith, enveloping the endless primordial land.
(End of this chapter)