Daojun, start from Penglai foundation building

True Lord of Penglai Lingyuan, Heavenly Judicial Lord of the Heavenly Court!
That's truly a grand gesture, and a display of great courage!

Using the Mahayana cultivators of her Azure Phoenix clan as a target to establish authority in the Three Realms and intimidate all the heavens, only Jiang Sheng could do such a thing, and dare to do such a thing, in the entire world.
But her closest elder deliberately presented the reason to Jiang Sheng, willingly becoming the chicken in Jiang Sheng's hands!
“Those are my elders, the elders of my Azure Phoenix clan!”

"We cannot stand idly by!"

As Qingming was about to go find Jiang Sheng, she heard Fairy Yuejian say coldly, "Then what excuse do you intend to use to see True Lord Lingyuan, sister?"

"Could it be that we're going to use the name of Yaochi?"

"Qingzhanjian was in the wrong from the start. Even if you go in Yaochi's name, can Yaochi suppress Penglai, or can you persuade Lingyuan Zhenjun?"

"Don't forget, Yaochi is an ally of the Eastern Heaven. The Empress will not allow you to make a mistake, sister."

Qingming was stunned. Yaochi's current status was earned by the Golden Mother Yuanjun and countless Yaochi disciples through their battles during the Xuanmen Calamity. More accurately, Yaochi sided with the Eastern Heaven Daoist School and pledged its loyalty.

Yaochi and Chixiao are both allies of the Eastern Heaven. Even though they each have their own lineage, control their own fortune, and hold high positions among the Four Emperors of the Heavenly Court, this will not change, and cannot change!
The Eastern Heavenly Daoist School, the Xuanmen Orthodox School, and the Mountain and River Daoist School—three Heavenly Venerables!
The Golden Mother Yuanjun would not question Jiang Sheng over such a trivial matter as the Blazing Cloud Demon Lord, nor would she turn against Penglai because of him, even if the entire Qingluan clan submitted to Yaochi. Moreover, the Qingluan clan has not yet submitted to Yaochi.

If she loses the trust of the Golden Mother, and given the current dangerous situation of the Ancestor's seclusion and unknown fate, the Qingluan clan will truly be in grave danger.

After all, she wasn't Jiang Sheng, who had the backing of the Eastern Heaven and the Heavenly Venerable as his support.
"From beginning to end, Qingzhanjian was the one who was wrong."

Moon Sword Fairy looked directly into Qingming's eyes, making Qingming feel a chill: "It was Qingyan and his group who provoked first, and then Zhuoyun Demon Lord used his power to intimidate others. Lingyuan True Lord's capture of people is reasonable and just, and is in accordance with the laws of heaven."

"There's no doubt about that. If you want to save people, you need to understand the pros and cons before taking any action."

Hearing Fairy Moon Sword's words, Qingming felt extremely bitter. How could she not know the implications?
"Take it slow and steady" sounds easy, but those were elders who watched her grow up, and blood relatives!
Qingming remained silent for a long time before saying softly, "Since you dare to stop me here, you must have a plan. I am in a state of utter confusion. Please give me some advice; I would be extremely grateful."

Moon Sword Fairy shook her head: "I have no way to help, but I know one thing: you can't act in the name of Yaochi, and you can't try to use your power to intimidate others."

"If you truly wish to save them, then let Qingzhanjian act in the name of the Tianyu Palace of the Weiyu Realm, confess their crimes, accept punishment, plead for mercy, and beg for forgiveness."

"My sister only acts as the matchmaker, without getting involved."

"..." Qingming whispered, "Will it work?"

Moon Sword Fairy spread her hands: "It's still more useful than you going straight to the Judicial Heavenly Lord's Mansion, sister."

As she spoke, Fairy Moon Sword looked towards the Heavenly Court: "True Lord Lingyuan may seem cold, but he is gentle but not forceful, and he values ​​rules above all else. If we plead our case according to the law, there is still a glimmer of hope; but if we use force to suppress him, he will cut off his own path to survival."

Qingming stood there stunned for a long time, and the mist unknowingly dampened the hem of her skirt.

Finally, she took a deep breath: "No matter what, I must go see the elder first."

"You're in the Judicial Prison," Moon Sword Fairy reminded you. "That's the private prison of the Judicial Heavenly Lord's Palace. The Judicial Heavenly Lord is in charge of the Heavenly Laws and Regulations, so the Judicial Prison is also the official prison of the Heavenly Court. To enter, you need the approval of True Lord Lingyuan."

"Then we'll just have to beg him to agree!"

With that, Qingming headed straight for the South Heavenly Gate.

Watching Qingming hurry away, Fairy Moon Sword remained silent. Suddenly, a gentle female voice rang out from the side: "Sister Qingming, you still care about your clansmen after all."

Moon Sword Fairy said coldly, "Qingzhanjian cannot rely on the reputation of my Yaochi to stay aloof forever. If it is still wavering and unwilling to completely submit to my Yaochi, then there is no point in keeping it around."

"If Penglai doesn't take action, then Yaochi will have to!"

"This time, let's see if Sister Qingming has truly grasped the grand trend of the myriad worlds."

The main hall of the Palace of the Heavenly Lord of Justice.

Jiang Sheng sat upright at the table, on which lay a scroll of jade slips. He was writing the scroll himself, holding a brush and ink.

If Jiang Sheng initially only intended to teach Qingyan and his few arrogant fools a lesson and also to gauge the attitude of the Qingluan clan, then the actions of the Zhuoyun Demon Lord changed Jiang Sheng's plans: to capture him directly and see what the Tianyu Palace of the Weiyu Realm would do!
Light footsteps approached, and Jiang Sheng looked up to see Ling Yan smilingly approaching him: "Senior brother, the Azure Bird envoy from Yaochi has arrived and wants to visit Zhuoyun."

Jiang Sheng raised an eyebrow: "You're not here to plead for mercy?"

Ling Yan shook his head: "I didn't mention pleading for mercy, nor did I ask for anyone. I just wanted to see them."

Should we let her in?

Jiang Sheng thought for a moment and nodded: "They are people from Yaochi after all. They know the rules, so we can't be impolite either."

"Just taking a look is permissible. As the saying goes, there's more to it than just reason; there's also human sentiment. We can't let people think we're aloof and disloyal to our allies, can we?"

"Let her go." Ling Yan nodded: "Then I'll have someone take her in."

Jiang Sheng nodded slightly: "It's good to let her go and see. Nothing can remain outside the Three Realms forever. The Weiyu Realm will eventually be merged into the Three Realms. Since the relationship between Tianyu Palace and the demon royal court of the Great Wilderness Realm is not good, let them see what it's like to be helpless. Only in this way can they understand what the right choice is."

Upon hearing this, Ling Yan couldn't help but laugh and say, "So, they should thank us."

Jiang Sheng chuckled: "Not only them, Yaochi also has to thank us. If we hadn't made this commotion, how would Yaochi have been able to control Qingzhanjian?"

Ling Yan chuckled: "That's true. Then, Senior Brother, you'll have the chance to taste a nine-thousand-year-old peach at the Peach Banquet. You must bring some back for us junior brothers and sisters."

Jiang Sheng laughed and scolded, "Those Sun Fruits, which bloom, bear fruit, and ripen only once every three thousand years, are the ultimate treasures that only Pure Yang Great Powers can enjoy. I'm already lucky to get one or two Moon Fruits, let alone Sun Fruits. I'll bring some back for you, and you can lie down on the bed and dream of anything!"

Meanwhile, in the judicial prison.

The darkness was as thick as ink, with only the lamp in the jailer's hand casting a dim yellow halo to dispel the calamity that lurked around like tentacles constantly probing.

Qingming followed the faint light step by step downwards, her footsteps echoing in the empty prison. A damp and cold atmosphere enveloped her, seeping into her sleeves and penetrating her bones.

The judicial prison consists of five levels and five cells, divided into five elements: metal, wood, water, fire, and earth. It also includes five elements of thunder prison, making a total of seven levels and thirty-five cells.

The Golden Thunder Prison: Golden spears pierce the body, golden thunder strikes the bones; the Wood Thunder Prison: Wood traverses, blue thunder strikes the soul; the Water Thunder Prison: Weak water drowns, mysterious thunder has no way to stop it; the Fire Thunder Prison: Raging fire burns the heart, crimson thunder buries the god.
Each level of the Five Elements Thunder Prison is divided into five directions. Although it is completely empty, it is more suffocating than a prison full of prisoners.

The colossal bronze pillar stood in the center, slowly rotating, grinding away at the calamity and doom of the judicial prison, transforming into a dark curtain of despair, like the cold, lifeless silt of an abyss, blocking one's senses and causing despair to suffocate little by little.
Qingming clenched her clothes, feeling an almost tangible sense of oppression and deathly silence. She had been so carefree in the Heavenly Prison before, but now that she was in the Judicial Prison, thinking of her clansmen and her elders suffering here, she couldn't help but feel a chill in the air, making her tremble in her heart.

This judicial prison is not only a punishment for the physical body, but also a form of slow torture for the Daoist heart and the divine soul.

Finally, we reached the seventh floor.

The jailer stopped and pointed ahead: "Fairy, we've arrived."

Qingming looked up, her blood almost freezing.

In the center of the hundred-zhang-square Thunder Prison stood a jet-black bronze pillar, its body covered with densely packed runes of calamity and destiny, which was slowly rotating. With each rotation, illusory images of the four elements—wind, thunder, water, and fire—appeared.

Gale-force winds tear apart flesh and bone, tribulation lightning strikes the soul, tribulation fire burns internal organs, and mysterious water buries the physical body.

The laws and restrictions transformed into chains that wrapped around the figure beneath the pillar. The ragged, disheveled man was none other than the Blazing Cloud Demon Lord.

His arms were suspended by lightning chains, his feet were submerged in a pool of murky lightning mud, his tattered robes clung to his body, revealing deep, bone-revealing chain marks, his skin was torn and charred, yet blood still seeped out, and the holes in his chest and abdomen revealed the writhing of his ruptured internal organs, which were trying to heal but were constantly breaking apart.

Jiang Sheng destroyed the five elements within his chest, and now he is imprisoned here. With his five elements sealed, the Zhuoyun Demon Lord is unable to heal his wounds with the ever-renewing power of the five elements. Therefore, every moment, the Zhuoyun Demon Lord is suffering from the excruciating pain of shattered internal organs and the torment of having his meridians and bones scraped.

Above his head, wisps of black energy could be faintly seen emanating from him. This was the manifestation of the backlash from Jiang Sheng after the three flowers on the top of Zhuoyun Demon Lord's head were cut off. It was a sign of karmic calamity befalling him. The backlash from his luck and the karmic consequences of countless calamities were like layers of shackles, making Zhuoyun Demon Lord deeply mired in the quagmire and unable to extricate himself.

Looking at the Blazing Cloud Demon Lord, whose three flowers had been cut off and whose five elements had been broken, whose body was covered in injuries and who could only be eroded by the calamity energy and whose karma was corrupted, Qingming's eyes turned red.

"Elder."

Qingming called out in a trembling voice.

How did that elder, who was dignified yet incredibly gentle with his clansmen and always maintained a dignified demeanor, end up like this?!

As if sensing someone's arrival, the Zhuoyun Demon Lord struggled to raise his head, revealing a pair of cloudy eyes through his disheveled hair. Upon seeing Qingming, a glint of light flashed in the Zhuoyun Demon Lord's eyes. Immediately, the copper pillar seemed to sense the change in the Zhuoyun Demon Lord's spirit and energy, and a Five Elements Divine Thunder struck down on the spot, causing the Zhuoyun Demon Lord to tremble all over and his eyes to become lifeless.

After a long while, the Demon Lord Zhuoyun finally raised his head again. He opened his mouth, making a "hoarse" sound in his throat, and his lips moved, but he couldn't utter a single word.

"I will get you out of here!"

Seeing this, Qingming rushed to the edge of the Thunder Prison, but was blocked by an invisible barrier. The barrier was gentle and had no power, obviously it was for insiders only. But when Qingming pressed against the barrier, she felt her heart bleeding. Although the suffering was not her biological parents, they were her elders and blood relatives who treated her like their own children!

"Fairy, do not approach."

The jailer spoke coldly, reminding Qingming.

Qingming silently retreated, looking at the withered and lifeless Zhuoyun Demon Lord, her gaze more resolute than ever before: "Elder, I have sent a message to the clan that no matter the cost, we will definitely rescue you!"

"Elder, wait for me!"

Having made up her mind, Qingming left the judicial prison and returned to the sacred land of Yaochi.

She needed to procure abundant rare and precious materials and divine iron from her clan, as rescuing a Mahayana cultivator would be no small feat. (End of Chapter)