Wet viviparity

Chapter 875 Liquidation, Heavenly Spider
The celestial palace and jade terrace, the starlight has not yet faded.

The figures of the four stars of the Southern Dipper still stand in the center of the Jade Platform, and their role as arbitrators will play its greatest role in the future.

The atmosphere between the gods on the east and west sides had changed from the previous tense standoff to a heavy and complex stalemate, which was also mixed with the sense of reckoning after the outcome had been decided.

"That curtain hangs down from the edge of the Milky Way, could it be the Heavenly Grandson?"

Among the patriarchs on the east side, Patriarch Lü gazed at the curtain hanging from the border and asked uncertainly.

Ancestor Wuling did not respond. The purple and blue light on the huge rock sphere beneath him flowed steadily. His eyes were half-closed again, as if everything was under control. There was not much joy, only a calmness of having settled everything. However, his slightly stretched body and inner breath still revealed a trace of relaxation that was not easily detected.

The fairy of the green bag gently swayed the whisk in her hand, and her aura became increasingly clear. With a smile on her lips, she said to Master Lü, "It is not the Heavenly Grandson of the True Maiden Palace, but the one on the Heavenly Mystery Platform of the True Maiden Palace."

Junior brother, have you forgotten how many times I crossed the Milky Way to retrieve the true form of the Golden Ox? That true form was transformed into a yellow ox on the opposite bank of the True Maiden Palace, while its head was preserved in the Heavenly Secrets Platform, where it was transformed into a white spider that suffers eternal torment from being bound by silk threads.

The so-called Heavenly Cycle is forty-nine, and man escapes one. The white spider suffered day and night on the Heavenly Secrets, but instead mastered the ability to weave the Heavenly Secrets.

Therefore, whenever there are grand celestial events such as divine assemblies, great masters preaching, Buddhas discussing the fruit of enlightenment, or banquets on the Jade Terrace, these white spiders weave celestial scenes and atmospheres that perfectly match the mood of the event, thus accumulating merits and gradually redeeming past sins.

Back when I took the Yellow Ox away from the other side of the Milky Way, that White Spider caused me a lot of trouble with the Heavenly Secrets. I just never expected it to dare to openly use the power of Heavenly Secrets to take away the Golden Ox.

"White spider!"

Upon hearing that it was this person who had made the move, the other Taipingshan patriarchs understood.

Logically speaking, this monster, which was transformed from the head of Niu Jinniu, had benefited from the misfortune in the Heavenly Secrets and was even promoted to the Chief Weaver of the Heavenly Secrets Platform by the Grand Luo Purple Palace Department. So now it would be best for this monster to protect itself, but it still got involved in this event.

"It's better to take action than to remain still."

Qingnang Fairy understood the meaning behind Wuling Ancestor's silence and spoke to the other ancestors.

The most important task at present is, of course, to quickly secure the spoils of this great calamity once the overall situation is settled. There is nothing more important than this.

On the west side, the surging thunderclouds and mysterious light beneath the Rain Pig God had completely subsided, even appearing dim.

His mouth was wide open and tightly shut, his fangs were deeply hidden, and his once fierce and domineering eyes were filled with frustration and a deep sense of humiliation. His huge body slumped and hunched over slightly, no longer looking to the east, but staring intently at the smooth ground of the jade platform, as if he wanted to burn it through.

The rain master Chen Yuanjun, standing to the side, looked ashen-faced, his eyes flickering, his previous thoughts long gone.

He had distanced himself from the Rain Pig God, adopting an extremely humble posture, and his mind was racing, calculating how to preserve himself and his position in the Thunder Department during this purge.

The other immortals and gods on the west side were even more listless. They mostly hid and transformed themselves here, turning into precious pearls, dragons and fish, or spirit banners. Most of them held their breath and dared not look at the east side, looking like lambs waiting to be slaughtered.

Ancestor Wuling spoke slowly, his voice breaking the silence, steady and unquestionable, setting the tone.

"The great calamity is over, and the outcome has been decided."

The Yunyu Temple has defied the will of Heaven, stirred up trouble in the southern borderlands, and acted perversely. We, the righteous religion, with our great tolerance and forbearance, and out of concern for the well-being of humanity and the world, and unwilling to bring disaster upon the secular world, have hereby jointly established a treatise on the law in the three borderlands.

Now you all deserve to be punished as a warning to others, and you must also make amends for the damage this calamity has caused to the people of Tiannan.”

Upon hearing this, the divine aura on the west side suddenly froze.

The Fairy of the Green Bag continued, her tone clear and organized, as if she had already prepared a plan: "According to the ironclad rules and established precedents, the post-war disposition shall be as follows."

Beside the fairy, Master Lü said, "The Yunyu Temple and its various demon kingdoms and demons have occupied 70% of the land of Tiannan Luoyin Lake. Taiping Mountain and the Southern Dipper Heavenly Palace will send celestial officials to take over, restore the land, and nurture the living beings."

Master Wang said, "The remaining remnants of the 'Three Gods and Four Fiends' under the command of the Rain Pig God, as well as the demon soldiers and generals under his command, must all be registered. Some will be incorporated and controlled by the Heavenly Palace, some will be scattered into the mountains and forests and will not be allowed to gather again, and the rest will be gathered and retreated to the ancestral land of the Spirit Mountain of Danmeng Spirit Pool near the Thunder Swamp."

"The spiritual treasures he possesses, such as the Wind-Stabilizing Pill and the Bewitching Net of Liming, must all be surrendered and temporarily sealed by the Dou Department." Master Yang said, "The Rain Pig God Lord, as the ringleader, has indulged his subordinates. He should be stripped of his position as 'Taiyi Zhengshu' of Qinghua Palace and confined to Taiyi Qingmu Mountain below Qinghua Palace for a thousand years to reflect on his mistakes, and may not leave without imperial decree. Chen Yuanjun, the Rain Master of the Thunder Department, has acted as an accomplice to the wicked. He should be stripped of his position as Chief Rain Master of the Cloud-Walking Division and demoted to Thunder General of the Division, to atone for his crimes through meritorious service."

After Master Yang finished speaking, the atmosphere in the western celestial realm was like the dead of winter.

With just a few casual words, the Cloud and Rain Temple was torn to pieces, the ancestral tablet was directly removed from the ranks of the Taiyi Zhengshu, and Chen Yuanjun's illustrious position as the Thunder God and Rain Master was also stripped away in an instant.

Of course, the immortals on the west side also understood that as long as the one in Qinghua Palace had not given up on the God Lord, the God Lord would still have a chance to be reinstated in the future. Chen Yuanjun had been in charge of the Thunder Department's Cloud Flow Division for more than ten thousand years. Although he was demoted in one day, his situation would not be too tragic.

Only those with weak backgrounds and few connections are truly in a sorry state, facing either demotion or exile, with little chance of a future comeback.

At this point, they actually wanted to switch places with the people in the Great Yunfu region. At least they would be able to create the final outcome themselves, and they would have no regrets whether they won or lost, instead of being so confused about their defeat.

Master Yang then said to the two immortals who had transformed into a pair of long banners: "Lingqian and Bihun, you two monsters have been serving in the underworld under Luoshan Mountain in the North Sea, acting as ghost masters outside the Avici Hell, judging good and punishing evil, and communicating between Yin and Yang. You can be considered extraordinary talents among those who attained enlightenment through unorthodox means."

"But you have come to the mortal realm to commit sins. This time, I will not strip you of your high positions in the underworld, but will only punish you two by having you perform rituals to guide the souls of the deceased in the south, accumulating 33,300 acts of good deeds."

On each of the two long banners, a figure appeared, bowing respectfully to the patriarchs as if granted a pardon. Then, the banners flew away from the cloud throne, descended into the spiritual realm, and fled to the southern part of the human world.

The deity glanced at the banner. Although the established procedure required the approval of the Great Luo Purple Mansion Celestial Emperor, it was clear that all the immortals and gods believed that the matter was settled and there would be no further changes.

He knew this, but when the time came, he still harbored a sliver of hope.

The Taiping Mountain Patriarch's reading continued, always calm and composed, with no fluctuation in his tone. They were exceptionally lenient towards the other subordinate immortals and gods, without severely diminishing or demoting them. Soon, those immortals and gods departed one by one.

"Yunyu Temple needs to open up some of the spiritual eyes of the earth veins and the ancient tombs under its control. Seventy percent of the natural treasures it has accumulated over the years should be used for the post-calamity restoration of Tiannan and the resettlement of the dead. Taiping Mountain will supervise the implementation."

"According to the previous agreement between the two parties, for the next three thousand years, the Tiannan Luoyin Great Lake will be guarded by Taiping Mountain."

Furthermore, a group of Taiping disciples will be stationed at the Danmeng Lingchi site where Yunyu Temple will reside, to perform surveillance and ensure that such disturbances do not occur again.

These lines, clear and cold, are like shackles, layer upon layer, binding Yunyu Temple.

This was not only a punishment for defeat, but also an extreme restriction on its future development. Lord Yuzhi endured it, knowing that if he were to win, he would do something even more ruthless than Taiping Mountain.

"The Spiritual Technique of Shifting Minds!"

The image of Lu Zhenjun's extraordinary technique flashed through the mind of the deity.

This extraordinary technique had been passed down from Niu Jinniu, who had broken away from the border. Its many wonders made him feel that his defeat was not unjust.

No wonder he asked the Xuan Niao clan member in Qinghua Palace to personally calculate the mystery, using his profound numerology skills to examine the major past events in Zhao Du Luo's physical body, and even to deeply calculate the instinctive thoughts and intentions within it, to ensure there were no problems. In the end, however, a problem still arose.

It turns out that under the influence of this strange method, the secrets of the summoning of the god Du Luo had long been disturbed and altered, and even an old immortal like Xuan Niao Shi could not calculate it.

In the message transmitted by Niu Jinniu through the method of communicating with each other, he was told about another path, a long-term, secret battlefront, a hidden battlefront surrounding the world's most outstanding talents, and Ling Xuzi was also on this battlefront.

"sugar!"

The deity muttered to himself, "This is the name that Niu Jinniu gave to this secret front, or this plan."

"He's arsenic, I'm honey."

This plan lessened his sense of frustration and made him feel that he had truly found a like-minded person and a conspirator. This could be considered as part of the achievement of his original goal of reviving and recruiting the God of War, Duro. He really lacked someone with whom he could conspire and discuss.

The one in Qinghua Palace is forever sacred and ethereal, and would never get involved in such an event.

(End of this chapter)