Primordial Era: I really don't want to be the Heavenly Emperor!

Chapter 156 Zhunti visits the Purple Mansion, Dijun is in Buzhou

Donghua was truly wary of the power of the Chaos Bell. In his original form, he would not have perished in his battle with Taiyi if it weren't for the Chaos Bell, a supreme treasure.

Tongtian pondered for a moment, and after a long while, shook his head at Donghua and said:

"Other innate spiritual treasures, and even top-tier spiritual treasures, have ways to counter them, but innate supreme treasures are uniquely unsolvable; otherwise, they wouldn't be called supreme treasures."

"Just like my Four Swords of Zhuxian, they can be said to be the most top-tier innate spiritual treasures in the world, but they are not invincible."

"As for my elder brother's Taiji diagram and Pangu Banner, they are truly unsolvable and can only be broken by force."

In fact, Donghua already knew the answer in his heart, but he still asked it out because, compared to Dijun, he was most wary of Donghuang Taiyi.

No matter how powerful Di Jun is, he can still deal with someone who is also a late-stage Quasi-Saint. However, Donghuang Taiyi, who wields a supreme innate treasure, is a real headache.

At this point, everyone in the hall fell silent. Tongtian also kept quiet, as he understood the current situation of the Purple Mansion very well; it would eventually clash with the Witch and Demon races.

Seeing everyone's silence, Donghua didn't ask any more questions. He smiled slightly and said, "It's alright, let's not talk about it anymore, it'll ruin our mood. Come on, let's play a game of chess."

Donghua and Zifu had already planned how to deal with the demon race's Heavenly Court. Asking today was simply to add some extra insurance.

After all, the upcoming battle cannot tolerate the slightest failure; it must be foolproof, otherwise all his efforts will be in vain.

If he fails, although he is confident that he will not die, the Purple Mansion will surely perish. As for how many people will survive, it is estimated that very few. This is the price of defeat.

After all, the demon race's heavenly court they were about to face might not be the most powerful heavenly court, but it was the strongest.

At its peak, the Heavenly Court dominated the primordial world, and the five great demon emperors were unparalleled among their peers. Although the five great demon emperors are no longer there, Di Jun and Tai Yi have become even stronger.

This is the terrifying aspect of cultivating the Emperor's Path of Fortune: as long as one's fortune is strong enough, one can improve their cultivation level in a short period of time.

Just as the group was chatting and playing chess, a terrifying aura rose from Yuanqiao Island, or rather, from the Nuwa Realm. Daoist principles flowed between heaven and earth, immortal light filled the East Sea, and all things came into being.

"Is Junior Sister Nuwa also in the Purple Mansion?"

Upon seeing this aura, Tongtian looked at Donghua with a puzzled expression, seemingly quite surprised.

Donghua didn't think it was a big deal and frankly explained the whole story.

"Sigh, there are six of us, fellow disciples, but I never expected that it would be Junior Sister Nuwa who would be at the forefront."

Tongtian could sense the terrifying power of this aura; it was in no way inferior to his elder brother's, and perhaps even stronger, far surpassing him.

Just as Donghua was about to say something, he sensed another aura and changed his tone, saying, "This time, my Purple Mansion is truly honored, as another fellow Daoist has arrived."

With a flick of his finger, the Purple Mansion Array opened a passage, and a figure landed on the blue sea.

It was none other than the Daoist Master Zhunti who came from the West.

Zhunti and Nuwa collided in the blue sea!

"Zhunti greets Senior Sister Nuwa. It's been a long time! How have you been?"

Nuwa asked in confusion, "Junior Brother, instead of enjoying blessings in the West, how come you have the leisure to travel to the East, and even come to the Purple Palace in the East Sea?"

"We are all from the primordial world, so why distinguish between east and west? I have come to visit Fellow Daoist Donghua." Zhunti smiled.

The two didn't talk much before entering Jingyang Palace!

As soon as Zhunti entered Jingyang Palace, he was stunned into silence. Inside the main hall sat six figures: Donghua, Tongtian, Xiwangmu, Fuxi, Longbo, and Zhulong. Daoist energy flowed around them, and a series of Daoist chess pieces revealed the truth of the Great Dao.

He truly hadn't expected there to be so many people at Jingyang Palace. After all, once he arrived at the Purple Mansion, he hadn't bothered to investigate further, which was extremely impolite.

Nuwa didn't think much of it and sat down directly next to the Queen Mother of the West.

"Since Fellow Daoist Zhunti has arrived, why have you stopped? Are you blaming me for not coming out to greet you?" Donghua gave Zhunti a way out.

After hearing this, Zhunti chuckled softly, stepped inside, and after taking his seat, said, "How dare I! Our Western region is poor and sparsely populated. Today, I have suddenly met so many great beings. I am so shocked that I am overwhelmed. I have so little experience."

After he finished speaking, he greeted each of the people present.

"It is truly an honor for Donghua to have fellow Daoists grace our Purple Palace with their presence today.

Donghua made a perfunctory gesture, then asked, "I wonder what brings Fellow Daoist Zhunti here?"

"Nothing of great importance. I just have some free time today and have come to express my gratitude to you for your past help in the Western Paradise. I've come to pay you a visit."

Zhunti shrugged, without explaining his purpose, because the occasion was inappropriate. With Tongtian, Nuwa, and others present, how could he reveal his true intentions?

Although Donghua knew that Zhunti's intentions were not so simple, he did not ask any further questions.

"Junior Sister emerged from seclusion today, her radiant light soaring into the sky, her aura overwhelming the East Sea. Has her cultivation made a breakthrough?"

Tongtian turned to Nuwa and asked her a question. He was very curious about this, since Nuwa was already at the late stage of Quasi-Saint. If she were to break through again, she would be at the peak of Quasi-Saint.

Nuwa smiled and said, "No, that's not true. I've only gained some understanding of the Great Dao, but breaking through in cultivation is extremely difficult."

The group began chatting and playing chess, discussing matters of the primordial era, and some profound truths of the universe were revealed.

……

The majestic Mount Buzhou, reaching to the heavens above and connecting to the earth's veins below, stands tall in the heart of the primordial wilderness.

The Pangu Temple, also known as the Ancestral Witch Temple, has an uninvited guest today.

"Di Jun, what brings you here today? Do you really think I wouldn't dare kill you?"

Di Jiang's face was gloomy as he stared at the benevolent corpse of Di Jun opposite him and asked in a deep voice. He also had murderous intent in his heart. Although the Dao Ancestor had said so beforehand, a mere benevolent corpse was nothing to worry about.

Ignoring the question from the other side, Di Jun slowly said, "Di Jiang, we will have a life-or-death battle sooner or later, but not today."

"I won't waste any more words with you. My Heavenly Court is about to launch an attack on the Purple Mansion and destroy Donghua. Is your Witch Clan willing to share in the spoils?"

Upon hearing this, the twelve Ancestral Witches fell into deep thought and discussed among themselves.

Houtu glanced at Dijun and asked sternly, "What business is it of ours if your demon race wants to attack the Purple Mansion? If you think you can do it, then go ahead. As the head of the male immortals personally appointed by our teacher, Donghua, our witch race will not send troops."

Di Jun sneered and said disdainfully, "What's so special about the head of male immortals! You dare to hunt down even Lian Yin and Zhun Ti, so why bother with Zi Fu and Dong Hua?"

"Dijiang, what exactly are you thinking? Be concise and give me an answer."

After some contemplation, Dijiang asked the question that had been bothering him: "Dijun, why did your Heavenly Court drag us into attacking the Purple Mansion? Even if you win, you'll still have to divide the resources equally. And the Purple Mansion is just a small place you can't possibly conquer?"

Di Jun laughed loudly and mocked Di Jiang, "As expected of a brainless idiot. You don't actually think the Purple Mansion is that simple, do you? Their strength is no less than ours."

After mocking them, he stopped provoking the ancestral witches and sincerely said:

"If we join forces to destroy the Purple Mansion, as for fortune and resources, we'll each rely on our own abilities, how about it?"

Di Jiang's eyes gleamed with a sharp light, filled with murderous intent, and a murderous aura surged into the sky.

However, he did not make a move for a long time, but said, "You can leave now. If you dare to come here again, I will not listen to the words of the Ancestor and will make sure you do not leave."

Upon hearing this, Di Jun chuckled, and the golden crow cried out, transforming into a beam of golden light and disappearing into Buzhou.

Above the heavens, Taiyi stood holding the Chaos Bell and Dijun's true form, waiting for the return of the benevolent corpse.

"Brother, how is it?"

Di Jun smiled and said, "This matter is settled. The Wu Clan will definitely not let us monopolize the Purple Mansion's fortune; they will inevitably get involved and want a share."

"Brother, I still can't understand why you wanted to involve the Witch Clan?"

Donghuang Taiyi couldn't understand this matter. The Heavenly Court alone was enough to destroy the Purple Mansion, so why share some of its fortune with the Witch Clan?

"The matter of destroying the Purple Mansion is not so simple. We can see from the last time at Mount Ling that many powerful beings in the prehistoric world are very tolerant of these Dao Ancestor disciples. If it is just us who take action, Donghua may be able to escape."

"This is a huge hidden danger. So if we are going to destroy the Purple Mansion, we must do it cleanly. Donghua and Xiwangmu must not survive. Otherwise, even if we obtain the Purple Mansion's fortune, it may push them to the Witch Clan, which would be a loss."

Taiyi asked, puzzled, "Does Brother mean that someone might come to Zifu's aid?"

"It's not about helping the Purple Mansion, it's about saving Donghua!"

"No one will interfere in the battle between the Purple Mansion and the Heavenly Court, because whether the Purple Mansion is destroyed or not is unimportant to them, but Donghua and the others will definitely save it!"

Di Jun's expression turned grim as he spoke. Since acquiring the Zhou Tian Star Array, he had full confidence in destroying the Purple Mansion, but he was still unsure whether he could kill Dong Hua. This was the main reason he came to the Witch Clan.

"But why did you insist on involving the Witch Clan, brother? There are so many powerful beings in the primordial world, including our friends. Why not let them intervene?"

Di Jun smiled and said slowly, "Don't worry about the Witch Clan getting a share of the fortune. They're far from it. They're destined to end up with nothing."

"I chose the Wu Clan because I was worried that the Dao Ancestor would intervene to save Donghua."

"But if the Heavenly Court and the Earthly Court act at the same time, even the Dao Ancestor cannot come to the rescue, because the alliance between the Witch and the Demon is the will of Heaven. The Dao Ancestor has merged with the Dao, so how can he go against the will of Heaven?"

Upon hearing this, Donghuang Taiyi understood everything.

"Brother's intentions are truly admirable, Taiyi admires them!"

Di Jun gave a helpless bitter smile: "There's no good intention behind this, it's just a last resort. The Heavenly Court needs a victory to wash away all the gloom, we need a victory."

"Brother, rest assured, in the upcoming battle, the might of our Heavenly Court will surely sweep across the primordial world once again."

Donghuang Taiyi nodded heavily, and the Chaos Bell in his hand hummed softly, as if it were cheering and jumping for joy.

……

After Di Jun left, the Twelve Ancestral Witches began to discuss the matter again.

Zhu Rong asked, puzzled, "Brother, what are you thinking? Should we make a move or not?"

Dijiang looked at the ancestral witches and slowly said, "This time, our witch clan must take action, not only for the fortune of the Purple Mansion, but also for the future of our witch court."

"Now the primordial chaos is raging, and the great calamity has just fallen upon the Lich King, which means that we are bound to have a life-or-death battle with the demon race."

"So as this life-or-death battle approaches, we must sweep away all unstable factors and avoid repeating the same mistakes, after all, the lessons of the three races are right before our eyes."

"And among the many forces, the Purple Mansion bears the brunt!"

Zhu Jiuyin agreed, saying, "What you say makes sense, elder brother. If the Purple Mansion interferes while we are fighting the demon race, it will be a crisis of annihilation for us."

"Yes, I also support you, elder brother. If we let those demon brats monopolize the Purple Mansion's fortune, it would be aiding the enemy. I, Zhu Rong, will not allow it and must take action to seize the Purple Mansion's fortune."

"I support it too..."

After Dijiang finished speaking, he received support from almost everyone.

Only the three ancestral witches, Houtu, Gonggong, and Xuanming, remained silent.

Upon seeing this, Dijiang inquired, "Little sister, Gonggong, and Xuanming, do you have any differing opinions?"

Before anyone could answer, Zhu Rong mocked, "I think Gonggong is just scared. He's never enthusiastic in any battle and is always the most incompetent. If it weren't for him in the last battle at Mount Ling, we would have won long ago. Why did we end up with nothing?"

Gonggong exuded an overwhelming aura, sweeping across the Pangu Palace. His eyes glared angrily at Zhurong, and he roared, "Zhurong, stop spouting nonsense here! When have I, Gonggong, ever been afraid? If you're not convinced, let's go outside and have a real fight!"

Zhu Rong slapped his hand and stood up, pointing at Gong Gong and shouting, "Let's fight! Who's afraid of who? Remember, your third brother will always be your third brother. Don't cry later."

The two were evenly matched, neither willing to concede to the other!

"Enough! What are you trying to do? We are all brothers, born from the blood of the Father God, why are you doing this!"

Dijiang released his aura, instantly suppressing the two of them.

Upon hearing this, Zhu Rong and Gong Gong glared at each other before taking their seats.

"Little sister, what do you think of this matter?"

Houtu slowly said, "Elder brother, I understand what you mean, but the Purple Mansion is not so easy to deal with. Moreover, even if we join forces to destroy the Purple Mansion, we may not be able to kill Donghua."

"What should we, the Witch Clan, do if such a situation occurs? That is a powerful being in the late Quasi-Saint stage, whose strength is definitely among the top in the primordial world."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Jiuyin laughed heartily and said, "Little sister, if you're worried about this, you can rest assured. With the Lich King and the Demon King joining forces, even the Three Pure Ones will have to kneel before me."

"Second brother is right. If the witches and demons join forces, who can stand against them? Let alone the mere Zi Fu Dong Hua, even the Three Pure Ones would have to bow down!"

"Yes, that's right. Little sister, what you're saying is a bit alarmist."

Dijiang also laughed and said, "Little sister, your worries are a bit unnecessary. With the lich and demons joining forces, how could Donghua survive?"

Having come this far, Houtu couldn't say anything more. She could only say, "Elder brother, you go to the battle this time. I won't go. I have things to do at Mount Tai. I'll take my leave now."

After Houtu finished speaking, she left immediately!

Xuanming, who was standing to the side, also got up to take his leave and followed Houtu away.

"In that case, my younger sister and Xuanming will not participate in this battle!"

Dijiang exuded the aura of a late-stage Quasi-Saint as he looked at the other Ancestral Witches.

"Yes, sir!"

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P.S.: I almost couldn't update today. I was busy with an event until 5 pm and didn't see my phone or computer all day.

(End of this chapter)