Primordial Era: Jade Cauldron Forgot to Take on Disciples

Chapter 425 No, this is absolutely unacceptable!

After Yang Jian took out the Investiture of the Gods, he turned around and tried to escape into the void.

Seeing this, he unleashed the Vajra Bracelet, which split into countless forms, knocking his body to the ground and then binding his limbs and sealing his cultivation.

After subduing him, Yang Jian was about to interrogate him when he suddenly seemed to sense something, looked up at the sky, and saw a streak of light flying swiftly towards him.

After approaching within a few miles, the streak of light stopped in place, as if confirming something. A moment later, it turned and left at an even faster speed than it had come.

Yang Jian recognized the other party's aura. Without saying a word, he took one of the three corpses on the ground into his sleeve, rode the clouds to chase after it, and after getting close, he slashed down straight with the Pangu Banner in his hand.

A burst of spiritual light erupted from the opponent, but it was no match for the immense power of the Pangu Banner. The opponent was smashed into the mountain, raising a cloud of dust.

Yang Jian followed closely behind, peering through the smoke and dust at the figure struggling to its feet. He didn't rush to attack, first summoning the Taiji Diagram to lock down the space, ensuring no escape. Then he sneered, "I gave you a high position in Heaven out of old friendship, and this is how you repay me?"

As the smoke cleared, Su Daji's stubborn face was revealed. The Lotus Lantern in her hand emitted a spiritual light, protecting her figure. It was clearly the Lotus Lantern that allowed her to escape unscathed from under the Pangu Banner.

When Yang Jian saw the Lotus Lantern, his eyebrows twitched almost imperceptibly.

Su Daji wielded the Lotus Lantern very well; it was even more powerful in her hands than in his. Otherwise, she would not have been able to use an acquired spiritual treasure to contend with the innate spiritual treasure, the Pangu Banner.

Su Daji: "I'm doing this all for your own good."

"You really should listen to what you're saying. Covering up the Three Corpses and obstructing my path—is this what you call doing it for my own good!"

Yang Jian picked up the three-pointed double-edged sword and pointed it diagonally: "It seems that even in your panic, you made a mistake, daring to appear in front of me in your true form. Don't worry, I won't kill you. Out of consideration for our past relationship, as long as you tell me where the other two of the three corpses are hiding, I will erase your memories and send you into reincarnation to help you become an immortal in your next life."

Su Daji shook her head and said, "Are you really ignorant or pretending not to? For thousands of years, you have been refining innate demon gods all over the world in the torrent of the Great Dao. Do you really think that the saints don't know? The day you sever all three corpses will be the day you die."

Yang Jian suddenly fell silent.

Su Daji continued, "As long as you don't hand over the Investiture of the Gods, the power of the primordial world will be entirely in your hands. If you are allowed to advance further, you will be an existence that the saints fear even more than Hongjun. They use you to counterbalance Hongjun and absolutely do not want to see you become Hongjun. If you truly follow the saints' arrangements and cause Hongjun to fail in his merging with the Dao, then you will be the one to die after Hongjun. I think it's best not to find these Three Corpses."

"Impossible. The Tongtian Sect Leader is my grandmaster. Although the Taiqing Sage is not in the prehistoric world, he still showed his support with the Taiji symbol. The Three Pure Ones come from the same source, and the Primordial Heavenly Venerable would not stop me. Nuwa even passed on her supernatural powers to me, and we have a bond of kinship."

Su Daji sneered, "If you remain as weak as you are now, without any ambition to rise, and content to be subordinate to the sages, then you will naturally be in a very advantageous position. Now that the two Western sages have retreated from the world, the Holy Nuwa alone can keep Yuanshi and Tongtian in check. If you were added to the mix, the balance among the sages would be broken. No matter which side you stand on, the other side will undoubtedly lose. You think you are in your element among the sages now, but they are naturally worried that you will side with them. It's pitiful that you stand higher than me, yet you can't see as clearly as I can."

Su Daji suddenly remembered something and continued, "Oh, right, let me remind you again, the three corpses you subdued were formed from your distracting thoughts. It wasn't me who found them, but Nuwa gave them to me so that when you want to take a desperate gamble, I can remind you to set your mind on your place and not think about those illusory things. Just be the first among all the saints."

The fact that the rumor about the ginseng fruit tree at Wuzhuang Temple has reached your ears suggests that some sage has secretly intervened, intending to use it to enlighten you.

Yang Jian's heart sank deeper and deeper. He realized that what Su Daji said was true. If he were one of the saints, he would naturally not want to see another saint emerge. Moreover, this one, who combined the strengths of three schools, might be an even more dangerous being than Hongjun.

Yang Jian pondered which sage had spread the rumor, intending to enlighten him.

But they never imagined that Nuwa, Tongtian, and the three sages of Yuanshi could all have this possibility.

Yang Jian sheathed his three-pointed double-edged sword, soared into the clouds, and ascended straight to the Heavenly Court.

When they arrived at the Qiming Hall, Taibai Xingjun had just boarded the crane led by a boy and was preparing to go out.

Yang Jian returned.

Li Changgeng hurriedly dismounted from the crane, bowed, and said, "True Lord, you've returned so quickly? This old Taoist was ordered by the Heavenly Emperor to summon that monkey to receive the title of Great Sage Equal to Heaven. I was just about to leave when I encountered you, True Lord. Do you know the details of the ginseng fruit tree at Wuzhuang Temple?"

Yang Jian kept a straight face and didn't speak, but instead looked at the fairy boy beside him.

Seeing this, Li Changgeng instructed the fairy boy to return to the palace and organize the documents from all sides.

After the celestial boy left, Yang Jian appeared in a flash, grabbed Taibai Xingjun's long beard, and asked sternly, "Old man, who instructed you to lead me to Wuzhuang Temple? Speak quickly."

"My Lord, please calm your anger. My Lord, please calm your anger."

Li Changgeng's beard was grabbed hard, and the pain was so intense that he couldn't open his eyes. He could only stand on tiptoe to ease the pain.

He said with a mournful face, "I acted on my own initiative. Didn't I say before that Zhen Yuanzi once mocked me because I dared not eat ginseng fruit?"

Yang Jian angrily retorted, "I think you won't shed a tear until you see the coffin."

As he spoke, he grabbed the man's beard, evaded the giant spirit guarding the Heavenly Gate, and took him to the mortal realm.

"Where are we going? This isn't the road to Flower Fruit Mountain."

Li Changgeng had a bad feeling.

As Yang Jian soared into the clouds at breakneck speed, Taibai Xingjun found the surrounding scenery blurry and indistinguishable, unable to marvel at Yang Jian's profound cultivation and incredible speed.

He hurriedly said, "True Lord, could you please loosen your grip a bit so that I can fly standing up with dignity? If other fellow cultivators see me flying sideways like this, they will surely mock me for becoming a beast's mount, and I will lose all face."

It's not that Li Changgeng cares so much about appearances; ever since the Heavenly Court's immortals and gods reached their peak, flying with dignity has become an unspoken rule that immortals and gods must abide by.

Those that fly while lying down are either beasts or mounts; those that fly while standing up are gods and immortals.

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Changgeng felt his beard loosen, and he was finally able to stand up and take in the scene before him.

In the distance, a bone bridge stretched across the landscape, with black vines clinging to its sides, interspersed with clusters of spider lilies and datura flowers. As far as the eye could see, a chilling atmosphere pervaded the air, and ghosts seemed to roam everywhere.

This is the underworld.

Li Changgeng realized that Yang Jian intended to cast him into the cycle of reincarnation.

His eyes widened instantly: "No, this is unacceptable! My Lord, please calm your anger!"

That's all for today, I'm a bit tired, I'll get some rest early.

I'll try to update more over the weekend.

(End of this chapter)