This is so dishonest!

Chapter 406 Di Jun's Shura Field; Hou Tu, the Troublemaker

In the easternmost part of the primordial wilderness, in the Gan Yuan, the radiant universe shines brightly.

The myriad worlds float in the air, with billions of stars scattered throughout the void, dazzling like diamonds and as still as an abyss.

In the center of the universe, amidst the endless flow of stars, six golden dragons of destiny can be faintly seen encircling and guarding a magnificent divine kingdom—the Kingdom of Xihe.

In this divine realm, there is no distinction between day and night; the heavenly light is eternal, and golden rays flow endlessly.

On this land, majestic mountains rise, spiritual rivers flow, and rare flowers and herbs grow everywhere, with mythical birds and auspicious beasts roaming freely.

Above the heavens, ten golden chariots of the sun travel along the celestial orbit, showering down countless rays of warm divine light to nourish all things.

The Sun God Palace stands majestically, its walls cast in divine gold, with sun chimes hanging from its eaves. A gentle breeze blows, and the clear sounds are like heavenly music, cleansing the soul.

Before the palace gates, a thousand jade steps extend into the sea of ​​clouds.

These jade steps are the heavenly ladder connecting the various subordinate worlds of the Radiant Sun Universe, and all the gods need to use them to travel to and from the Xihe Divine Kingdom.

At this moment, with the sound of a bell in the Xihe Divine Kingdom, countless rays of light flashed across the thousand jade steps.

One by one, the deities, dressed in majestic court robes, entered the Sun God Palace in an orderly fashion, guided by the Yin-Yang officials.

Today marks the millennium assembly of the Radiant Sun Universe.

Inside the Palace of the Sun God, the dome of the Temple of Dawn hangs high, with stars as lamps and the Milky Way as a curtain.

On the cloud platform in the palace, Xihe sat high on the imperial throne, wearing a gilded imperial robe embroidered with the sun, moon and stars, exuding natural majesty.

As the gods entered the Temple of Dawn in an orderly fashion, a clear, melodious sound of a jade chime rang out once more.

[Master Jingxu] stepped forward from the class, holding a jade slip, and bowed respectfully.

"Your Majesty, the development of the various Heavenly Dao Academies in the Radiant Sun Universe over the past thousand years is as follows—"

He unfolded the jade slip, and divine light flowed, transforming it into a vast star map, marking the locations and development status of the major Heavenly Dao Academies.

"Firstly, thanks to the research results of the Second Zixiao Palace Conference and the call of the Holy Heavenly Emperor, our various colleges exchanged information and held regular conferences to promote the integration of all paths."

"At the same time, the deans led the students to actively explore branch lines in the river of time and space."

"In the last thousand years, we have cultivated thirty-six Golden Immortals and nine Taiyi Golden Immortals."

At this point, [Jingxu Zhenren] reached out and tapped the star map, and a giant, azure-blue ouroboros appeared in the void.

"What is even more gratifying is that Qingling Divine Lord has begun to attempt to condense the Great Luo Dao Fruit. If he can successfully pass the correction of the Great God Pangu, then our Xihe Kingdom will give birth to another Great Luo Supreme."

Upon seeing this, Xihe nodded slightly.

[Jingxu Zhenren] gave a report, saying, "Secondly, the Heavenly Dao Academy of the Star Orbit Great World has developed a simplified version of the 'Zhou Tian Xing Dou Great Array' according to the king's instructions."

"This simplified version of the Zhou Tian Star Array has three configurations, which can be studied by cultivators at the Xuanxian, Zhenxian, and Jinxian levels, and the results are remarkable."

"Of course, there is still room for further subsidence, and we will strive to improve it."

Thirdly.

As he continued to narrate, the many achievements of the Yaoyang Great Universe were gradually revealed to Xihe.

Xihe listened attentively and offered new suggestions for development from time to time.

Suddenly, a rainbow of light came from beyond the sky, like a sharp sword piercing the sky and cutting through the Milky Way.

Its speed and its power were so great that the gods along the way were completely unaware of it.

Where the rainbow light swept across, space and time rippled slightly, and all paths retreated.

None of the many gods noticed, except for the sun spirit wind chimes on the eaves of the Sun God Palace, which swayed gently and made a clear and melodious sound, as if welcoming the arrival of a distinguished guest.

The rainbow light fell on the imperial garden of the Sun God Palace, transforming into a slender figure among the pines and bamboos.

Emperor Jun stood with his hands behind his back, his black and gold imperial robe fluttering in the wind, the hem of which was embroidered with the stars of the heavens, and his steps seemed to carry the flow of the Milky Way.

He looked up at the Dawn Palace, a golden light flashing in his eyes, and a smile playing on his lips.

"His Majesty?"

A clear, melodious female voice came from inside the palace, and then a graceful figure emerged, stepping on golden light.

Xihe wore a long, gilded gown, its hem trailing on the ground like the rosy clouds of the rising sun. A hairpin swayed gently in her hair, reflecting in her eyes, which shone like autumn water. She had just returned from the Taiyi Divine Court, and upon seeing Dijun's arrival, a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes.
What brings you here?

Di Jun sighed softly: "Let's clear our minds."

His good intentions were misunderstood by Zhu Rong.

Not only did the other party refuse to accept the position of Red Emperor, but they also pressed their face against him and used their ultimate move, which really angered Di Jun.

Therefore, after leaving Buzhou Mountain, Di Jun did not return to the Heavenly Court, but instead went to the Kingdom of Xihe.

"What troubles Your Majesty?" Xihe asked.

So, Di Jun told Xi He the whole story.

After speaking, a cold glint flashed in his eyes, his fingers clenched slightly in his sleeve, and he said to Xihe, "Since I ascended the throne, when have I ever been contradicted and refuted like this?"

"Thinking back on it now, I still feel a deep sense of unease."

"That scoundrel Zhurong!"

"I'll kill this witch sooner or later!"

Xihe smiled upon hearing this.

She gently raised her slender hand, took some remaining laurel berries, poured a cup of laurel dew for Emperor Jun, and said softly, "Why should Your Majesty be troubled?"

"I have heard that when there is a wise and enlightened ruler above, there will be upright and honest ministers below."

"The reason why the Ancestral Witch Zhurong is so fearless of divine might, speaks frankly and without reservation, and even dares to issue the warning to Your Majesty to 'purge the court of corrupt officials' is..."

"This, on the contrary, proves that Your Majesty is a truly wise and virtuous ruler, possessing a broad mind and supreme magnanimity that embraces all things, and would never hold a grudge against a subject for a few frank words."

"When the ruler is wise, the ministers are upright; when the ministers are upright, the nation prospers. If all the gods flatter and fawn, how can there be peace and prosperity in this primordial world?"

"Today's Heavenly Court is fortunate to have loyal ministers and generals like the Ancestral Witch Zhurong who dare to speak the truth and offer their opinions. This should be a great blessing for the Heavenly Court and for the entire prehistoric world!"

"Your Majesty, why should you be so worried and troubled by this? You should feel relieved."

As Di Jun listened to Xi He's gentle and soothing words of comfort, the nameless anger in his heart gradually subsided.

He took the jade cup, his fingertips touching the cool back of her hand, a thoughtful expression on his face.

Seeing this, Xihe knew her words had worked, so she pressed her advantage and continued with a smile:

"Your Majesty, think about it. When the Holy Emperor was in power, he was known throughout the world for his openness to advice and his willingness to accept criticism."

"Under his rule, wise men gathered, and all schools of thought contended. All the gods could speak freely and offer their advice frankly. No god was ever punished for speaking too harshly."

"It was precisely because of this enlightened and inclusive atmosphere that the Heavenly Court was able to gather wisdom from all sides, make continuous progress, and ultimately create that unprecedented golden age."

"Now, Your Majesty, since you wish to inherit the supreme virtue of the Holy Heavenly Emperor and are determined to seek a more lasting blessing and a more glorious future for all living beings in this world."

"Then you should focus on the grand plan of the entire prehistoric world, and absolutely not let this small setback and verbal conflict make you want to kill Zhu Rong, the Ancestral Witch."

Xihe smiled, her eyes sparkling: "If he is unwilling to serve as the Southern Red Emperor of the divine race, that's fine too."

“We can simply find a more suitable and cooperative candidate.”

"In the vast wilderness, there are countless talented and extraordinary people. There is always a way to achieve the best of both worlds."

"He, you're right!" Di Jun took a sip of the dew, its sweet taste filling his throat, and felt refreshed.

He gently grasped Xihe's delicate, boneless hand, his eyes filled with boundless tenderness and gratitude, and exclaimed sincerely:
"Alas, whenever I am troubled and uncertain about the future, the only one who can truly comfort me is you, Xihe!"

Xihe smiled but did not answer.

Having endured countless tribulations throughout the ages, and having served as the master of the Taiwei Enclosure multiple times, what kind of storms has he not witnessed?
Would his heart really break down so easily because of Zhu Rong's straightforward rejection and warning?

Xihe knew everything.

But I still wanted to comfort him.

Di Jun gazed at Xi He, his eyes shimmering with golden light, as if a galaxy were floating within them.

He embraced Xihe, their black-gold imperial robes overlapping her gilded long dress, shimmering with a hazy glow under the radiant light of the divine palace.

After a long silence, Di Jun spoke in a low voice, his tone tinged with obvious hesitation: "He, how about you take on the position of Crimson Emperor?"

“Okay!” Xihe raised her eyes, her smile as bright as the rising sun, without the slightest hesitation.

Di Jun was taken aback, his fingertips gently stroking her cheek, as if he couldn't believe she had agreed so readily: "Aren't you going to hesitate for a moment?"

Xihe smiled slightly, her eyes reflecting his figure, and said gently, "It is my duty to share my husband's burdens."

Emperor Jun was deeply moved.

Just then, a clear and melodious call came from beyond the sky.

"Sister Xihe, I've come to see you again~~"

The moonlight shone through the void, and a goddess suddenly appeared.

Di Jun panicked and turned to leave.

"Emperor Jun!"

"Stop!"

When Chang Xi saw him, her gaze sharpened, and the smile on her face gradually disappeared.

"Changxi, let me explain!" Dijun exclaimed in dismay.

"Go and explain to my great cauldron!"

Chang Xi's face was as cold as frost. He snorted and raised his hand to seal off time and space.

"Come on tripod!"

Boom! ! !
Endless light shone, and infinite laws burst forth.

Chang Xi, carrying one of the legs of the Bright Moon Spirit Cauldron, flew into the air and chased after Di Jun, who was trying to escape, smashing him repeatedly.

"Ah~~" On that day, the Heavenly Emperor was killed in the Gan Yuan.

Before Taiyi could ascend to the throne of the Eastern Emperor, he was appointed as the acting Heavenly Emperor.

"Sigh... why did my elder brother always fall from grace for various reasons while he was in power?"

Having skillfully taken over the Heavenly Emperor's authority, Taiyi sighed: "I think that with my elder brother's repeated falls and rebirths, he might one day be able to directly attain the Dao of Taiyi by relying on the 'Heavenly Emperor's Reincarnation Scripture'."

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At the foot of Buzhou Mountain stands the Pangu Palace.

After Di Jun left, the atmosphere in the entire hall suddenly became stagnant, and even the howling wind became dull and oppressive.

The thirteen pillars of Pangu's blood trembled slightly, as if echoing the surging emotions in Zhurong's heart at this moment.

Zhu Rong's red hair moved without wind, and a true fire for communication ignited at his fingertips:
"Brothers and sisters, I'm afraid we need to have a meeting."

The true fire transformed into twelve streams of light, piercing through the myriad realms of the primordial world.

However, after a short while, the ancestral witches who had traveled to all corners of the land returned one after another.

They rode thunderclouds, controlled weak waters, carried gentle breezes, or trod on black dragons, all gathering in the Pangu Hall.

"What's the matter that's so urgent?" Houtu gently stroked a small snake in her arms, her delicate brows furrowing slightly.

Zhu Rong said, "The Heavenly Emperor just came by."

Then, he recounted the whole story to everyone in detail.

"absurd!"

After listening, Di Jiang, the Ancestral Witch of Space, slammed his hand on the table and said in a resounding voice:
"This is a chaotic order! Our Wu tribe refuses to obey!"

"In my opinion, this so-called 'God Race Project' is nothing but a chaotic government that will bring disaster to the prehistoric world!"

"It attempts to achieve its goal of authoritarian rule and enslavement of all beings by blurring racial boundaries and eliminating bloodline inheritance! This is by no means a blessing for us in our primordial world!"

Dijiang's words hit the nail on the head, expressing the greatest concern in the hearts of most of the ancestral witches present.

After a moment of contemplation, Wu Luo, the Ancestral Witch of Martial Arts, analyzed: "The core of this plan is to use a ruling class called the 'God Race' to integrate and unify the myriad races of the prehistoric world, and even attempt to incorporate our Witch Race into its so-called 'God Race' system."

"Such behavior is an absolute insult to our witch clan!"

"His heart is to be killed!"

“Yes!” [Weather Ancestral Witch] Shebishi nodded. “The ‘God Clan Plan’ must be taken seriously by us. We cannot treat it lightly!”

"Back then, Shenni said the same thing, that he would use the ferocious beast race to unify all the races of the primordial world. And what happened? He was still overthrown by us gods working together!"

"Now this Heavenly Emperor is actually following the example of Shen Ni, trying to cram all races into a so-called 'God Race,' which is simply pushing our prehistoric world into a fire pit!"

"That's right!"

Gonggong, the Ancestral Shaman of Water, was so excited that he stood up.

He declared firmly, "We are shamans!"

"We are an indomitable race, beings who dare to roar at the heavens and earth!"

"The blood of the great god Pangu flows in our veins, carrying the supreme glory and eternal will of our father god in creating the world!"

"The bloodline of the Father God is our most fundamental path and our most solid foundation!"

"Any attempt to interfere with, undermine, or eliminate our bloodline is a provocation against our witch clan!"

The ancestral witches spoke one after another, expressing their strong dissatisfaction and firm opposition to the "god race" plan.

Xi Zi (Xuan Qing), the Ancestral Witch of Electricity, said, "But the Heavenly Emperor is not one to give up easily."

"Even if Zhu Rong refuses his invitation, this divine race plan will probably not be terminated."

"After all, heroes of the primordial world are as numerous as carp crossing a river, and the position of Red Emperor can be completely replaced by someone else."

Qiangliang (Minghe), the Ancestral Witch of Thunder, echoed, "Xizi's words make sense."

"If the God Clan's plan is not stopped, given the current Heavenly Emperor's ambition, I'm afraid that one day they will target our Witch Clan for annexation."

"What's there to be afraid of? At worst, we'll fight!" shouted Zhu Rong, the Ancestral Witch of Fire.

“I already warned the Heavenly Emperor in advance.”

"At that time, we can simply take our swords to the heavens and confront them, denouncing their wickedness!"

"But resorting to war is always a last resort. Before the Heavenly Emperor's plan is officially implemented, there's no need for us to break ties with him," analyzed [Time Ancestral Witch] Zhu Jiuyin (Zhulong).
"The best strategy is to attack the enemy's plans; the next best is to attack them in battle."

"We'd better find another way to interfere with or even sabotage the Heavenly Emperor's plans."

"If the Heavenly Emperor's plan can be thwarted without resorting to force, that would be ideal."

"Does your sister have any good ideas? Hmm... sister?"

[Ice Ancestral Witch] Xuanming looked to the side.

Houtu gently stroked the small snake in her palm with her fingertips, and the snake's body gradually lengthened, transforming into a luminous white jade pen.

With a flourish of his brush, he sketched elegant characters on the scriptures before him:
“The creations of gods are demons, the spirits of things are essences, and the restless souls are ghosts. When the energies of heaven and earth are out of balance, strange and unusual things suddenly appear.” (Note 1)

Xuanming quietly approached, his silver hair falling over his shoulders, his icy blue eyes reflecting the scripture text.

"What is your sister writing?"

"I'm writing a plan to break the deadlock." Houtu raised her eyes and smiled slightly.

"Oh? There really is a plan?"

The eyes of the group of Ancestral Witches lit up.

"I have some ideas!"

Houtu lightly raised her hand and touched the jade brush, causing the scroll to move without wind, and countless rays of light rose into the air and condensed into a shamanic script.

"Demon!"

"A demon?" the group of ancestral witches asked curiously.

Is there any special meaning or significance to this character?

"Of course!"

Houtu laughed and said, "Demons are imitations of gods!"

"Who said that the current Heavenly Emperor wants to establish a race of gods?"

"In my opinion, they are clearly demons!"

Houtu's voice was like heavenly music, and when the many ancestral witches heard it, they felt as if they had been awakened to a deafening sound.

Monster clan?

Monster Race!

We've worked together for countless years, so we have this much understanding.

They grinned, "Right, right, what gods? They're clearly demons!"

"The current Heavenly Emperor is acting perversely, disregarding the virtuous rule of the Holy Heavenly Emperor, and attempting to emulate the Beast Emperor's rebellion by establishing a demon race to wreak havoc on the primordial world. His crimes are utterly heinous!"

Didn't you want to establish a race of gods to unify the primordial world?
Then we'll revise your plans, obscure your racial identity, and deny everything about you at its root!
"And there's also a religion!"

[The Ancestral Witch of Wind] Tianwu laughed and said, "This is also a fake made by the demon race."

“In the ancient universe, the Boundless Heavenly Venerable used the Light God Cult to wreak havoc on all living beings.”

"The current Heavenly Emperor is not ambitious. He not only imitates the rebellious gods and rebels, but also wants to restore the chaotic and demonic rule. Isn't this a betrayal of the Holy Heavenly Emperor?"

"That's right!"

[Golden Ancestral Witch] Ru Shou sighed, "I don't know what the Holy Heavenly Emperor was thinking back then, to actually choose him to be the Heavenly Emperor. He was truly blind!"

Xuanqing glanced at Ru Shou almost imperceptibly.

[The Ancestral Witch of Wood] Jumang immediately pushed Rushou, "The Holy Heavenly Emperor's virtue is illustrious, far surpassing that of the Demon Emperor!"

Ru Shou was taken aback for a moment, then laughed and said, "Yes, yes, I was wrong."

"How can the Demon Emperor compare to the Holy Heavenly Emperor!"

The ancestral witches laughed heartily.

"Demon race, demon cult, demon emperor! Very good!"

[Space Ancestral Witch] Dijiang looked at everyone with eagerness and said, "Then let's get moving quickly."

"We must spread the Demon Emperor's conspiracy throughout all time and space, so that the world will know!"

"Yes!"

So, one by one, the ancestral witches took out their scriptures and began writing stories to smear Di Jun and fabricate all sorts of rumors about him.

Houtu, the righteous historian of the Wu tribe, wrote in the "Sacred Canon of Wu Dao: Annals of the Heavenly Emperor":

“In the past, when the Holy Emperor was on the throne, he ruled by doing nothing, and all the wise men gathered together. The ruler and his ministers were in harmony, all the races were at peace, and all the people were happy.”

"When the Demon Emperor usurped the throne, he seized power, disrupted the government, persecuted loyal officials, and neglected the policies of the Holy Heavenly Emperor, leading to chaos and destruction throughout the primordial world, and the sun and moon lost their light."

"At that time, all worlds were in grave danger, and all living beings were in dire need of help!"

"Our clan inherits the legacy of Pangu and carries on the will of the Holy Heavenly Emperor. We are virtuous and knowledgeable, and we love all living beings. In order to save the world from peril, we rose up in righteousness, took up arms to sweep across the six directions, wielded long swords to conquer the eight wastelands, and fought a bloody battle in the nine heavens. In the end, we overthrew the Demon Court and restored peace to the world."

"Thus, all races were devoted to us, and all directions admired our virtue. Our race was thus granted the Mandate of Heaven!"

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

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PS: [Note 1] Adapted from: "Questions and Answers of Kongtong": "Human fabrications are demons, the nature of things is spirits, and the lingering soul of a person is a ghost. When the qi of heaven and earth is disordered, and something unusual suddenly occurs, it is a strange thing. When the spirits are not upright, it is evil. When people are delirious, they are demons. When people turn to heresy, they are heretics."

(End of this chapter)