This is not how immortals cultivate

Chapter 520 Oh dear, we've been discovered.

If Xiang Yuan's three-headed, six-armed Dharma form follows a numerical approach, with its strongest mechanism being the absolute beauty of numerical values, then the Heavenly Emperor Dharma form of the Nine-Fingered Heavenly Emperor is a mage-like approach that is close to the Dao.

The aura was ethereal, in harmony with heaven and earth. As the sleeves and robes danced, the mysterious mirror shimmered with starlight, and the three thousand principles of law fell like jewels.

In terms of appearance, the Heavenly Emperor's image is elegant, noble, sacred, and majestic, displaying a three-headed, six-armed form that spans the thirty-six heavens.

What good is a general? In the end, he'll still be eaten by chariots, horses, cannons, and pawns!
Xiang Yuan scoffed and brandished the Demon-Summoning Banner in his hand. This supreme treasure, at the level of a Heavenly Emperor, not only possessed immense power to command all demons in the world, but could also conjure up the stars in the heavens and simulate the mandate of heaven bestowed upon him.

The Demon-Summoning Banner completed Xiang Yuan's last missing destiny. Since he had just acquired it, he was unable to use it effectively, but bridging the gap between himself and the Nine-Fingered Heavenly Emperor and securing a fair fight was enough.

boom!
Amidst a series of roars, the stars shifted and changed in an instant, with boundless starlight intertwining and crisscrossing, and the Milky Way crashing down with immeasurable force.

The technique was too crude, devoid of any aesthetic appeal, possessing only terrifying destructive power.

The Heavenly Emperor's robes billowed, his hands hidden in his sleeves, desperately concealing his physical imperfections, filled with both inferiority and anger, as three thousand principles of law descended upon the Milky Way.

While still immeasurable, his operation was undoubtedly much more elegant and orderly. Each ray of starlight was as heavy as a thousand pounds, and under the control of the Heavenly Emperor's will, it manifested an endless cycle of life, accompanied by Yin and Yang, generating the Five Elements. Countless mysteries gathered and dispersed, as if the origin of the Heavenly Dao had descended, personally evolving layers of laws and principles.

The two star-seas collided, and the Heavenly Emperor's Dharma Image stood firm in the middle, establishing an impregnable fortress with perfect maneuvering. Even though Xiang Yuan danced the Demon-Summoning Banner and created afterimages, he could not break through the absolute defense in front of him.

It's not a big problem, but it can still give you a headache.

You think you're the only one who can copy skills?
Bring it to you!

Among the three phases, Paru, representing composure, had golden light surging in his eyes, taking in all of the Nine-Fingered Heavenly Emperor's actions. At the same time, the Cold-Blooded Phase took over the Demon-Summoning Banner, perfectly replicating the star numbers deduced by the Heavenly Emperor's Dharma Phase, using Yin and Yang to annihilate Yin and Yang, and using the Five Elements to counteract the Five Elements.

Don't overthink it with that goofy look in the middle, just throw your fists and get to work!
When one thing is ever-changing, another thing is ever-changing. The Star River and the Sea of ​​Stars are annihilated in the collision. This scene shocked the Nine-Fingered Heavenly Emperor. The rebel not only learned the false destiny, but also possessed comprehension and talent that was almost at the level of the Heavenly Emperor.

Upon closer reflection, it became clear that the false destiny had copied his clone, the Ziwei Emperor, and the Three Thousand Laws Transformations had copied the Heavenly Emperor's Dharma Image; all of these were taught to Xiang Yuan by him in person.

What's so special about this? A disciple asks his master for a technique, the master demonstrates it once, and he learns it immediately?

Judging solely by the master-disciple relationship, there's nothing wrong with it!

The Nine-Fingered Heavenly Emperor was even angrier. He had never acknowledged Xiang Yuan as his disciple, and he was annoyed that another blind Heavenly Emperor had raised such a rebellious and ambitious disciple, who would eventually be sidelined.

To prevent Xiang Yuan from continuing to plagiarize, the Nine-Finger Heavenly Emperor ceased to evolve the ultimate mystery of the Three Thousand Laws and Transformations. He withdrew his own Star River Sea, and then pointed a finger at the Mysterious Mirror. Eighty-eighty-four golden bridges fell from the mirror's surface, using the laws of Heaven to hold back the boundless stars that were attacking.

In that instant, the laws governing the entire void were frozen, as if they had been emptied out, and all existence lost its meaning.

After a brief battle, the two Heavenly Emperors' treasures restrained each other, and the fight entered the numerical comparison phase, which Xiang Yuan excelled at.

He was never afraid of head-on confrontation. When the two Heavenly Emperors' treasures could not determine the course of the battle, he swung all six arms at once, his fists flying like shadows, his momentum like thunder, directly attacking the Heavenly Emperor's Dharma Image.

A golden bridge spanned the stars, all things lay still and silent. Amidst the myriad starlight, two figures darted and crisscrossed, each strike containing world-destroying power. When these two forces clashed, a magnificent force filled the entire galaxy, shattering the void and obliterating the golden bridge in its wake.

After close combat, the Heavenly Emperor's Dharma Image suddenly showed signs of defeat. The one who was better at writing was completely overwhelmed by Xiang Yuan's supermarket. From having a clear advantage at the beginning, it became a 50/50 situation with no chance of winning. The one who was better at fighting was even worse. He was suppressed as soon as he met Xiang Yuan and did not even have a decent chance to hurt each other.

The three-headed, six-armed, thousand-foot-tall Dharma Image unleashed a barrage of punches, overwhelming the Heavenly Emperor Dharma Image with its frenzied attacks. The more it fought, the stronger it became. With one punch, it shattered the Heavenly Emperor's protective divine light; with one kick, it sent the Starry Crown flying; with one palm, it tore apart the golden armor and dragon robe. It swept forward, breaking several golden bridges in succession.

Golden bridges shattered inch by inch under the violent impact, stars turned to dust in the collision, and patches of space collapsed in the aftershocks...

The Heavenly Emperor of the Celestial Realm possesses the Nine Extreme Dao Platform. As long as the Dao Platform remains intact, the Heavenly Emperor's Dharma Image will not perish. Although the Nine-Finger Heavenly Emperor's Mysterious Mirror has a similar function, it is currently confronting the Demon-Summoning Banner and cannot protect the Nine-Finger Heavenly Emperor's Dharma Image. When it encounters the arrogant and unreasonable thousand-foot Dharma Image, it shatters amidst friction sounds.

The golden bridge collapsed, the divine light dimmed, the star crown fell, the imperial robe was torn, and cracks began to appear on the forehead of the Heavenly Emperor's Dharma Image. His swaying body resembled that of a drunkard. Just as he regained his footing by supporting himself on the broken golden bridge, he was knocked down by a punch from the thousand-foot Dharma Image that followed closely behind.

For the high and mighty Heavenly Emperor, a draw is a defeat, and a one-sided and humiliating defeat is the greatest humiliation.

boom!
With a deafening roar like a pillar of heaven collapsing, the Heavenly Emperor's body, riddled with cracks, shattered completely. Only the Nine-Fingered Heavenly Emperor's furious will held it together, preventing it from being torn to pieces on the spot.

Now that things had come to this, he couldn't care less about anything else. He dispersed the Golden Bridge and summoned the Mysterious Mirror, which he held high above his head.

The light of the stars in the mirror evolved, and the trajectories of thousands of stars intertwined to form a pattern, and the chaotic sword light rapidly took shape.

"A mere trick, yet you dare to show it off!"

Seeing that the Heavenly Emperor's Dharma Form was only one strike away from collapse, the head of the three phases opened his vertical eye between his eyebrows, and the chaotic light was shaped by the small world. In the blink of an eye, a chaotic sword light shot down.

Its radiance was so pure, like the first ray of light at the beginning of the universe, and also the last ray of light that destroyed the entire universe.

Xiang Yuan firmly believed that this chaotic sword light was the last straw that broke the camel's back!
however……

As expected, the brave prevailed in the narrow encounter. The Nine-Fingered Heavenly Emperor wanted to fight again, but the source of the Heavenly Dao backed down. The starlight in the mirror dimmed, the divine light disappeared, and the skill, which had not yet fully taken shape, came to an abrupt end.

Moreover, the star power that originally surrounded the Heavenly Emperor's image began to dissipate at a visible speed.

Heaven's Way: I have no objection to you two fighting for the leadership position; competition is the only way to make progress. But you've been getting beaten up all this time, and your home has been destroyed. What's the point of deciding on the leader?
I'm outta here.JPG
Before the Nine-Fingered Heavenly Emperor's astonished eyes, the Heavenly Dao Origin fled, no longer supporting the Mysterious Mirror, this supreme treasure of the Heavenly Emperor. The mirror instantly dimmed, losing all its brilliance, becoming nothing more than an ordinary bronze mirror, utterly devoid of divine power.

The chaotic sword light, poised to strike, was forcibly interrupted and vanished into nothingness.

His ultimate move was extinguished, while Xiang Yuan's ultimate move was accurate every time, piercing through the Xuanjing and smashing it into pieces, while also piercing through the brow of the Heavenly Emperor's Dharma Image, erasing the concept of its existence.

boom!
The Xuanjing shattered into countless fragments, the Heavenly Emperor's Dharma Image's arms fell limply to its sides, its body turned to sand, and it disintegrated inch by inch.

At the same time, the Nine-Fingered Heavenly Emperor was also erased.

Perhaps the blow from Heaven's betrayal was too painful, for the Nine-Fingered Heavenly Emperor simply stood there in a daze. He never imagined that he would be defeated and killed in this way. What happened to the promised battle of the Heavenly Emperors, where his home base was finally stolen?
Why did he run away before his hometown was even robbed?

Heavenly Dao: Nonsense, if we don't run now, we'll lose our homes. Anyone would run in our shoes.

Golden stardust scattered in the wind, fine sand billowed in the air, and even in his final moments of dissipation, the Nine-Fingered Heavenly Emperor could not recover from the backstabbing attack.

Heavenly Emperor's Dao Seed +1
"If I keep adding more, I'll be able to summon Shenron..."

Xiang Yuan muttered to himself, feeling a surge of pride as he defeated a Heavenly Emperor in a one-on-one duel rather than a righteous brawl. With his three heads and six arms raised to the sky and roared, the demon-summoning banners fluttered in the wind.

The divine beings, being sentient, greatly approved of Xiang Yuan's gratifying act of killing the Heavenly Emperor.

As long as you kill the Heavenly Emperor, let alone exert some force, you can even stand up and kick without any problem!

After killing the Heavenly Emperor, Xiang Yuan dispersed his three-headed, six-armed Dharma form and looked down upon his kingdom. His gaze fell upon the South Heavenly Gate, where he saw that the Buddha was still struggling and refused to die at the hands of the White Moon Hermit. He immediately frowned, quite displeased.

What's wrong with letting her kill once? You have no decency to help others achieve their goals, and you still have the nerve to call yourself Buddha!
Where did your flesh go when you fed the eagle?
From the ninth heaven, a cold snort of anger rang out. Buddha turned around in shock and looked back in disbelief, only to see Xiang Yuan standing naked in the void.

I didn't see the Nine-Fingered Heavenly Emperor, but he's everywhere.

The shocking blow caused Buddha to completely let go. He clasped his hands together, silently chanted the Buddha's name, put away the shattered Saha Pure Land, and passed away peacefully, disappearing into the world.

Baiyue Jushi dispersed the image of the Thousand-Hand Guanyin, auspicious clouds enveloped him, and he stepped onto a lotus platform into the gateless South Heaven Gate, looking at Xiang Yuan with joy and surprise.

The joy was that Xiang Yuan's rebellion had succeeded, and the astonishment was that the rebellion had actually succeeded.

Thousands of words are reduced to one sentence.

"Put your clothes on."

"It's not that I wasn't wearing any clothes, it's just that this shameless guy really has some tricks up his sleeve. I really couldn't beat him if I didn't take my clothes off."

Xiang Yuan took out a black Taoist robe, but before he could finish, the Jade Wall Yanfu Gate disappeared, and all the items he had stored inside were lost.

“Hiss, hiss, hiss—”

At this moment, Xiang Yuan's eyes turned red.

All my money, it's all my money!
Baiyue Jushi was puzzled, but noticing that many eyes in the Three Realms were looking over, he stepped aside to block Xiang Yuan and waved his hand to create a set of golden robes to hand over.

Pure gold, exuding unparalleled nobility.

Xiang Yuan's eyes twitched. He rejected the golden robe, whose significance was too obvious. He had no such intentions. Baiyue Jushi was really overthinking it.

Before he had a destiny, he wore all gold. Except for Ji Wuzhou, whose face was rather dark, he was like Buddha. Those outside shareholders would laugh and joke and wouldn't care.

Now that he can simulate being blessed by fate, dressed in gold, his face is probably darker than just Ji Wuzhou's.

You can't touch this stuff; if you wear it, you won't be able to attract new shareholders.

Even so, Xiang Yuan still accepted the imperial robe, gently brushed it across his face, revealing that one side was gold and the other black, and then put it on.

If any shareholder ever disobeys, he would lift the corner of his shirt to reveal the golden side and scare them.

Wearing a black robe and gold, Xiang Yuan felt fantastic. His gaze swept across the Three Realms, ignoring the many shocked and complicated looks. He tried to connect with the origin of the Heavenly Dao using the pseudo-destiny and found that it was possible. He decisively took back the divine position of the True Martial Emperor.

The Zhenwu Black Carved Banner was unfurled, protecting the thirty-six golden palaces of the Southern Continent.

Immediately afterwards, Xiang Yuan had a thought and returned the memories that the gods had once erased. The teams built by the two generations of Heavenly Emperors, and the immortals and gods of the Heavenly God Realm, except for the supreme gods, were almost all real ascendants.

He used this method to inform the gods that he was not lying, that the Nine-Fingered Heavenly Emperor was a false emperor, and that the previous shameless Heavenly Emperor was only temporary. These two inhuman beings did not treat everyone as human beings at all, so don't be foolish enough to be loyal to the Heavenly Emperor.

If you hang out with him, he won't treat everyone like human beings, but he'll turn everyone into beasts of burden, ensuring everyone has a job and overtime every night.

Don't panic, don't rush. The new boss won't fire people randomly. The better days are yet to come!

Two beams of light, one black and one white, emerged from Xuanwu Tongchu's residence and were summoned by Xiang Yuan to the ruins of the Heavenly Court. Bai Ze and Guan Yan, the two secretaries, were still in a daze, watching their boss's successful rebellion, and dared not wake up.

With the Nine-Fingered Heavenly Emperor gone, the Heavenly Realm will undergo a change of dynasty, and the gods will surely be in chaos for a while after they come to their senses.

Xiang Yuan disliked altering other people's memories and had more important things to do right now. He didn't have time to fool the gods. He then wrote and drew in mid-air, placing the names of Bai Ze and Guan Yan on the divine positions of the Ziwei Emperor and the Antarctic Longevity Emperor.

"I have other important matters to attend to. You two will guard this place. No matter who comes, do not allow them to enter the South Heavenly Gate," Xiang Yuan instructed.

Baiyue Jushi watched with great interest. She had always known that there were two shrewd and capable secretaries in Zhenwu Emperor's office who were highly valued by Xiang Yuan. She had never asked whether they were shrewd and capable or just shrewd and capable.

Looking at them today, it's clear that Xiang Yuan has an unusual level of trust in these two secretaries. "Senior sister, please don't misunderstand. We really have no one else available. They are regular secretaries and don't work night shifts..." Sensing the scrutinizing smile, Xiang Yuan explained.

“Junior brother, you are overthinking it. This humble monk has no suspicions. Moreover, someone has already vouched for you, saying that you are proper in your conduct and not the kind of person who is lustful.” The White Moon Hermit smiled slightly and repeated the words of his other self, namely Guanyin Bodhisattva.

What the hell? Why is the Bodhisattva saying all this? What does it mean to be averse to women? He doesn't mention any of his other virtues, but he just focuses on praising this one point. Isn't this just like protesting too much?
Xiang Yuan snorted coldly, using her anger to hide her guilty conscience, and took a deep breath, saying, "Senior Sister, can you still contact the Bodhisattva now?"

Without the Yama Gate, Xiang Yuan couldn't go anywhere. He had just glanced across the Three Realms and hadn't seen King Frieza, clad in a crimson robe, standing firm as a mountain amidst wind and rain, atop Kunlun Mountain.

If he wasn't in the Celestial Realm, he could only have gone to the Qianyuan Realm.

Xiang Yuan wanted to return to Qianyuan Realm, but since he had lost contact with Yu Bi Yanfu Gate, he had to find another sect.

Guanyin Bodhisattva, having attained enlightenment, perceived the existence of another version of herself. This cross-dimensional connection must leave traces of tracing back, which may provide a breakthrough.

Xiang Yuan wasn't sure if he could follow these clues and successfully return to the Qianyuan Realm, but whether he succeeded or not, he had to try before he could make a decision.

Baiyue Jushi shook his head slightly. He could still sense himself intermittently before, but now he felt nothing at all, as if the other party no longer existed and had completely disappeared.

Baiyue Jushi couldn't draw a conclusion about the specifics, but the fact that it had vanished into thin air made her think the worst.

Xiang Yuan's heart skipped a beat, and he felt even more eager to return to Qianyuan Realm.

He stepped into the Thirty-Sixth Heaven and brought the White Moon Hermit to the Great Luo Heaven. The origin of the Heavenly Dao remained silent and still, without mourning the defeat of the Nine-Fingered Heavenly Emperor, waiting for the next Heavenly Emperor to come and bestow the Mandate of Heaven upon him.

"Clearly, this person is me!"

Xiang Yuan, who was busy in the Great Luo Heaven in the Qianyuan Realm, was no stranger to the origin of the Heavenly Dao. As an old technician, he worked well with the origin of the Heavenly Dao as soon as he got started. Although it was their first time working together, they quickly sparked a brilliant collaboration.

The Heavenly Dao possesses the inherent ability to capture the lower realms; by using the ascension passage as a breakthrough, one can gain access to the upper realms.

Xiang Yuan didn't know how to return to Qianyuan Realm, so he could only use a clumsy method and wait for the Heavenly Dao of the Celestial God Realm to find the lower realm connected to Qianyuan Realm.

"It will take a long time, but I remember that the two worlds do not interfere with each other. Hopefully, it's just a matter of opening and closing a door..."

As Xiang Yuan was praying, he suddenly discovered that the Great Luo Heaven of the Celestial Realm had been connected to another Great Luo Heaven. The door was ajar, and he could enter with just a gentle push.

"what?!"

Xiang Yuan stared at the door in astonishment. There were many things that surprised him, the biggest being that the Nine-Fingered Heavenly Emperor seemed unaware that his home had been tampered with.

In the entire Celestial Realm, Xiang Yuan only knew of two people who could tamper with the origin of the Heavenly Dao right under the nose of the Nine-Fingered Heavenly Emperor.

One was Laozi, trembling in the Tushita Palace. After the earth-shattering battle, the old man pushed open the door, peeked out and looked around cautiously, as if a wisp of breeze could blow him over.

The other one is Jingyun, whose whereabouts are unknown, but there is a 99% chance she has already arrived in the Qianyuan Realm.

Laozi and the like were busy acting, so engrossed in their roles that they were having a great time. It probably wasn't him who did it.

"Master Jingyun..."

Xiang Yuan closed his eyes and pondered. If he remembered correctly, during the An Tian Assembly, a ray of black light shot straight from the Netherworld to the Thirty-Sixth Heaven, indeed opening up the Great Luo Heaven.

This gate was indeed Jingyun's work!

Clearly, the Nine-Finger Heavenly Emperor was unaware that there was a portal within the Great Luo Heaven connecting to the Qianyuan Realm; otherwise, he would have already stormed to the other side. The portal could only have been prepared for him.

If one were even bolder, only after the Nine-Fingered Heavenly Emperor died, and he entered the Great Luo Heaven and merged into the origin of the Heavenly Dao, could he discover this half-closed gate.

So what is the meaning of this kind of calculation and arrangement?
King Frieza really cherished his pure and innocent disciple. He first tricked and killed the Nine-Fingered Heavenly Emperor, then supported his disciple to become the Heavenly Emperor of the Celestial Realm, and finally invaded the Qianyuan Realm, killed Ji Wuzhou, and made his precious disciple the only Heavenly Emperor.
Xiang Yuan couldn't understand the deeper meaning behind the operation, so he put his whimsical brain to work and came up with the most realistic and logically sound answer.

Laozi once said that he and Master Jingyun had a predestined relationship. Another legend says that the Queen Mother of the West will eventually evolve into the Golden Mother of Yaochi and the Queen Mother of the West, and become husband and wife with the Heavenly Emperor.

Jingyun disliked that Zhenwu Emperor could only be a gigolo, and only the Heavenly Emperor was worthy of her. She hoped that her husband would become a dragon, but he only wanted to live off her. Therefore, she took matters into her own hands and, through a series of schemes, helped him become the Heavenly Emperor.

Wonderful!

Xiang Yuan nodded with a serious face. The logic was meticulous, reasonable, and the truth was undeniable. No rebuttal was accepted.

Although such an idea is tantamount to boasting about the Queen Mother of the West, the Peach Garden, the Jade Pool, and the entire Western Kunlun region, it's utterly ridiculous. But what could he do? Jingyun's series of actions seemed to be the work of a mastermind who had been planning this for a long time.

Frieza's fighting power is simply too strong. Even Xiang Yuan's ultimate Chaos Light could only wrinkle the hem of his clothes. If Frieza is the mastermind behind this, he can do nothing but obediently accept his fate.

In a situation where he was completely outmatched, he could only harbor a sliver of hope that Jingyun was a good master and a good woman, and that she genuinely had the idea of ​​turning her pretty-boy disciple into the Heavenly Emperor's husband.

"It can only be this way……"

Xiang Yuan sighed. The smug satisfaction of defeating the Nine-Fingered Heavenly Emperor vanished at this moment. He accelerated his sorting out of the Heavenly Dao Laws of the Heavenly God Realm, going through them once in his own small world.

The matter was handled hastily, with no time for a closer look; the most urgent task was to return to the Qianyuan Realm.

The doorway before him was a trap, yet he had no choice but to pass through. Xiang Yuan looked at the White Moon Hermit beside him and quickly explained the truth that Jing Yun was the evil villain.

Knowing that Baiyue Jushi truly respected his teacher and held a very high position in Jingyun's heart, Jingyun used rather euphemistic language to portray the evil villain as a far-sighted, handsome, well-built, elegant, confident, decisive, patient, and incredibly ambitious schemer.

Just as Xiang Yuan had predicted, Bai Yue Jushi was stunned after hearing this, unable to connect the highly respected Jing Yun with an evil villain who would stop at nothing to achieve his goals.

"Senior sister, I'm going to the Qianyuan Realm. Knowing you're in a dilemma, I won't invite you..."

Xiang Yuan pushed open the ethereal portal with both hands. Today, he would initiate a dimensional war, connecting the two Great Luo Heavens, and representing the Heavenly God Realm to invade the Qianyuan Realm!
Having just successfully rebelled in the Celestial Realm, he's already heading to the Qianyuan Realm to rebel. Day after day, he's either rebelling or on his way to rebel.

Behind her, Baiyue Jushi followed, thinking that Xiang Yuan might be overthinking things, and prepared to enter the venue to see what was going on.

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Qianyuan Boundary.

The Three Realms, the Netherworld.

The sky hung low, gray and misty, and the underworld, a concrete manifestation of the principles of reincarnation, became increasingly real.

Beneath the gray sky, the Yellow Spring Mother Tree slowly awoke from its millennia-long slumber, stretching its branches and leaves as if breathing. Its branches stretched across the heavens and earth, disappearing into the void to reach the other shore, which is not the other shore of the Three Realms of Qianyuan, but connects with many and covers three thousand worlds.

The Yellow Springs Mother Tree has been asleep for too long. Because of its slumber, the connection between the three thousand worlds has been severed. The leaves that have been silent for countless years trembled slightly, and the originally withered branches showed a faint luster, as if blood had begun to flow again, or as if they had awakened from a long dream.

Once the Six Paths Goddess is fully awakened, the Yellow Spring Mother Tree will return!
At that time, a tremendous transformation affecting the order of three thousand worlds will unfold with thunderous force.

It is called a transformation, but in reality it is a return to oneness, a restoration to the original state, and the way it should be.

The Queen Mother of the West stood silently beneath the Yellow Spring Mother Tree. She had traveled a hundred miles, but only half of that journey was completed at ninety. Her mind was not as calm as it appeared.

"coming……"

The Queen Mother of the West slowly turned around, looked at Laozi who was walking through the air, narrowed her eyes slightly, and slowly said, "How should I address you, Laozi, or the Celestial Venerable of Morality?"

“This humble Taoist is not worthy of claiming to be virtuous. With the Queen Mother of the West in front of you, your status is noble. This humble Taoist greets you.”

Lao Jun stroked his long white beard, peering at the Yellow Spring Mother Tree and the Six Paths Goddess who was about to awaken, marveling: "The Queen Mother of the West is indeed a person of great supernatural power. When she does make a move, it affects the three thousand worlds. Compared with her, my little tricks are really not worth mentioning."

The Queen Mother of the West's face darkened. This old geezer never uttered a word of truth; he was truly disgusting.

She said calmly, "It is not that I do not understand the rules. The Heavenly Emperor belongs to the three of you, and I will not interfere in taking it. You can rest assured, Lord Lao."

"I trust the Queen Mother of the West with her work. She will never assume that you hold a grudge against all the Heavenly Emperors just because you were defeated by him."

Lao Jun said in a serious tone: "I would never believe that you think the Heavenly Emperor is untrustworthy, and that after controlling the Six Paths Goddesses, you would use reincarnation to overthrow the Heavenly Emperor of the Three Thousand Worlds, eliminate future troubles, and take his place."

"Laojun, you're overthinking it."

"This old Taoist is helpless," Laozi said helplessly. "You great supernatural beings are all capable of divination and can see three steps ahead for every step you take. You always have a grand plan for everything you ask for."

It's not that simple to be pure and inactive. It's perfectly reasonable and logical for an old man like him, who only trembles in fear in the Tushita Palace, to lack a sense of security.

"Laojun, the Heavenly Emperor has been divided among the three, and I will never break my promise."

"Yes, the Queen Mother of the West is not one to break her word, but what happened afterward? You didn't say you wouldn't kill the Heavenly Emperor, did you?"

Lao Jun stroked his long beard, his smile amiable and innocent, and said, "Since ancient times, it is better to resolve enmity than to create it. Queen Mother of the West, why don't you trust this old Taoist priest this time? The Queen Mother is actually quite a good person."

The Queen Mother of the West's face suddenly turned cold, and she said in a cold voice, "If you were just Laozi, you shouldn't have uttered such arrogant words. Just because I respect the Heavenly Venerable of Morality doesn't mean I wouldn't dare to kill you."

Seeing this, Laozi quickly apologized, saying, "Queen Mother of the West, please calm down. This old Taoist priest is indeed not very capable, but the Queen Mother of the West has not regained all her magic power. If we really fight, this old Taoist priest is confident that he can still withstand a few moves."

"..."

"Furthermore, this old Daoist did not come alone. Queen Mother of the West, please take a look and see who that ill-mannered fellow Daoist is." Laozi pointed behind the Yellow Spring Mother Tree, indicating that there were other experts present.

and also……

The Queen Mother of the West concealed her surprise and slowly turned to look.

Behind the tree, a long-bearded old Taoist priest, dressed in a black Taoist robe, was squatting. His appearance was rather simple, even down-and-out.

The Way of the Original Mind, the Way of the Lacking Heart!

"Oh dear, we've been discovered. No wonder he's the King of the West..."

"Wait a minute, you old codger, who are you calling ill-mannered!"

(End of this chapter)