This is so dishonest!

Chapter 463 Yuan Huang's "Male" Identity Exposed; The Senior Brother of the Chan Sect Becomes the Senior Sister
The seven-day period has passed.

On this day, Haotian arrived at the Tushita Palace feeling refreshed and invigorated.

[Feng Xi truly lives up to her reputation as a Demon Saint, second only to the Demon Queen Nuwa among the demon race. With her assistance, controlling the Heavenly Dao monsters is much smoother!]

Haotian thought to himself that he, the former Heavenly Emperor, was now living off a woman.

However, Haotian didn't feel any psychological pressure about this.

Anyway, he's just a reincarnated person now, his cultivation is insufficient, and his teeth are bad, so it's perfectly reasonable for him to live off women!

"Thor, the master requests your presence!"

This time, the two fairy boys, Golden Horn and Silver Horn, were already waiting at the door.

Upon seeing Haotian arrive, they led him directly to the enormous Bagua alchemy furnace.

"You came just in time."

The Celestial Venerable of Morality pointed to a slowly rotating, purplish-gold gourd on the alchemy furnace and said lazily:

"The [Indestructible Golden Body Pill] you requested has been successfully refined. You may take this gourd."

"Thank you for your generous gift, Heavenly Venerable!"

Haotian's eyes were fixed on the purple-gold gourd. Although his heart was filled with turmoil, his face remained respectful.

He bowed deeply to the Lord of Morality.

Only then did he cautiously step forward to retrieve the pill.

The moment I received Huludao, a mysterious feeling washed over me.

Haotian felt that simply holding it in his hands gave him the illusion that he had become one with the entire universe.

"A product made by the Celestial Venerable is guaranteed to be of the highest quality!"

Haotian silently praised him once again in his heart.

With this elixir protecting him, his next plan became three times more certain.

With these thoughts in mind, Haotian shuttled back and forth between the Heavenly Realm and the Demon Race, constantly perfecting his grand network that would overturn the Three Realms.

Human world.

As the place where the fortunes of the human world converge, and also the center of the most prosperous dynasty in human affairs today—the capital of the Great Shang Dynasty.

Both of them possessed unfathomable auras and innate Daoist charm, and they had already arrived at this place.

Inside what appears to be an ordinary mansion, the Demon Queen Nuwa and the leader of the Jie Sect, Lingbao Tianzun, sat facing each other.

There was no celestial tea or chessboard before them.

There is only one sand table, which is woven from endless starlight and the fortune of humanity, and encompasses the entire Three Realms.

"Fellow Daoist, how are your preparations going?"

Nuwa extended her slender jade finger and gently moved a chess piece representing the "Heavenly Court" on the sand table, asking in a calm tone.

"almost."

Lingbao Tianzun's gaze remained fixed on the chess piece representing their own camp, "Da Shang".

"My disciples, those who are capable and responsible, have now entered the court of the Great Shang Dynasty by my orders, each performing their duties and assisting the current human emperor, Cheng Tang."

"There are many treasures as Grand Tutor, who oversees military and political affairs; there is Zhao Gongming, who manages the world's wealth; there are the Three Immortals, who spread their teachings throughout the four seas; and there are countless immortals who have transformed into officials at all levels, penetrating into every corner of this human dynasty."

"The current Shang Dynasty is far more stable and prosperous than the Heavenly Court, which is all show and no substance but is riddled with factions and internal conflicts."

Nuwa nodded gently upon hearing this.

A hint of approval flashed in her phoenix eyes, which could see through all illusions: "Fellow Daoist, indeed a fine method."

Nuwa then asked, "Has that fellow Daoist contacted Amitabha Buddha and Bodhi Buddha?"

"Isn't it necessary?"

Lingbao Tianzun hesitated for a moment before saying, "My two elder brothers and I have separated, so this battle is inevitable."

"To unite with outsiders against one's own people would be an unfair victory!"

Nuwa shook her head: "Fellow Daoist, your two elder brothers are outsiders now, so why are you still considering things that are not honorable?"

"You must understand, in this universe, how could the two of you from the West, who want to establish a Buddhist kingdom on earth, possibly be satisfied with the situation where you and I control the human realm?"

"If your two elder brothers had come before you, it would have been perfectly reasonable to invite them to come and help!"

Nuwa's identity in this world is that of the Demon Queen. She created both the demon race and the human race.

Her philosophy is for harmony between humans and transgender people, and for them to develop together.

This is similar to the teachings of the Jie Sect, which advocates teaching all beings equally regardless of race.

Therefore, she and Lingbao jointly supported Cheng Tang in establishing the Shang Dynasty and creating a harmonious world between humans and demons.

This concept does indeed conflict somewhat with the "earthly Buddhist kingdom" of the two Western saints.

Amitabha Buddha and Bodhi Buddha will lead the human realm in the West, creating a supreme Pure Land where all beings are equal.

“Fellow Daoist’s words have reminded me.” Lingbao Tianzun was not a pedantic person. He immediately understood the key point and began to contact Jieyin and Zhunti.

Soon, the two Western Saints replied.

"Your message is out of service area. Please try again later. Thank you!"

Lingbao: "."

Nuwa sighed, rubbing her forehead.

"It looks like a fierce battle is about to begin."

"Fortunately, everyone's cultivation level is limited to the Taiji Luo level. Even if the four of them join forces, this battle is not impossible."

“Hmm!” Lingbao Tianzun nodded.

His gaze remained firm, without the slightest wavering.

"You two supreme beings, the Conferring God Platform is ready."

The doors to the main hall were slowly pushed open, and a figure entered the room.

His hair was jet black, his skin was fair and smooth like jade, seemingly without a single flaw; he was tall and upright, with broad shoulders and a slender waist, showing a perfect proportion.

His eyebrows were long and thick, slightly raised, revealing a handsome and heroic air. His eyes were deep and bright, like two stars, revealing a hint of wisdom, as if they could see through people's hearts.

As he stepped into the hall, the golden glow swirling around his Nine Cloud Crown gradually receded, and the white cranes on his crimson silk robes flew with the clouds, adding a touch of ethereal beauty.

No matter how you look at it, he resembles a classically handsome man with exceptional demeanor.

The Great Emperor of Shang – Cheng Tang.

Nuwa and Lingbao turned their gazes toward him.

This Cheng Tang was none other than Yuan Feng, who had taken Yuan Huang's place on the battlefield of Buzhou Mountain!
"Has Fellow Daoist reached the other shore realm yet?" Nuwa asked.

Cheng Tang shook his head slightly: "I am ashamed of the cultivation of the two supreme beings. I am still lacking."

Lingbao Tianzun said, "It's alright. When the Investiture of the Gods is published, the fortune of the human world will reach its peak. At that time, Nuwa and I can help you reach the other shore!"

"Then thank you both very much!" Cheng Tang smiled, his expression very amiable, as if he were very familiar with the two supreme beings.

Subsequently, Cheng Tang and the two supreme beings made detailed plans for the upcoming battle.

Nuwa and Cheng Tang chatted while simultaneously transmitting their voices to Lingbao Tianzun.

What do you think is the relationship between Yuan Feng and Yuan Huang?

"What could be the relationship between the two progenitors of the Phoenix Clan?" Lingbao Tianzun replied casually, as this was common knowledge among all the gods of the primordial world.

Nuwa, however, had a different opinion.

Is that really the case?

As one of the owners of the Heavenly Secret Dao Fruit, Nuwa also made significant contributions to the Dao of the Eight Trigrams.

The Phoenix Clan's [Primordial Phoenix] is created by the Primordial Phoenix's ability to transform the false into the real, thus achieving divinity.

The birth of this deity coincided with the first time the Dream Demon God descended upon the primordial world.

At that time, as soon as he was born, he actually occupied the title of "Beast King" and, with the help of the ferocious beast race, divided up the Dao Fruit of the Devouring Demon God.

Although all of this was done by the Phoenix Clan under the guise of the "Ferocious Beast Clan," and a certain Dao Ran Tianzun even helped cover up this history.

However, it would be difficult to completely keep this matter from a powerful figure like the Six Saints.

Especially Nuwa, the current director of the Time and Space Administration.

She had already discovered part of the truth about what happened back then.

For example.

[Yuan Feng is a product of Yuan Huang's cultivation of a false form into a true one, therefore he should be one of Yuan Huang's Dao Fruits.]

In other words, this is Yuan Huang's alternate account, and a very important one at that.

If this conjecture is correct, then Yuan Feng's return from the void means that Yuan Huang's Dao fruit has been perfected, and she has now reached the Taiyi level?

When Nuwa told Lingbao Tianzun about these speculations, Tianzun looked at her with some surprise.

Then, he glanced at the calm and composed Cheng Tang.

"I think your guess is quite reasonable," said the Celestial Venerable.

After recounting this gossip, Nuwa smiled and said, "Regardless, with Yuanfeng here, we'll be fighting three against four in the final battle. Combined with your Four Swords of Zhuxian, our advantage is still significant."

"Alright, the time has come, let's begin preparations!" As they chatted, Cheng Tang calculated with his fingers and concluded that it was time for the Investiture of the Gods to be released.

"go!"

After saying this, the three supreme beings arrived at the Conferred God Platform.

With one step, Lingbao arrived at the highest peak of the Great Shang Dynasty capital.

He took out a scroll, a mysterious list woven from endless cause and effect and destiny.

Then, with the supreme power of his otherworldly might, he spread his voice to every corner of the three realms!
"I am the Supreme Pure Spiritual Treasure Heavenly Venerable!"

"Now, feeling that the order of heaven and earth is in disarray and that a calamity of slaughter for immortals and gods is imminent, this [Investiture of the Gods] is hereby established to comply with the will of heaven!"

"From this day forward, all beings in the Three Realms—immortals, gods, humans, demons, monsters…all those with cultivation and a heart filled with resentment and destined for this great calamity—may enter this great tribulation!"

"This battle is not about good or evil, nor about right or wrong; it's all about fighting for that sliver of hope for transcendence!"

"Those who are destined may enter this list; even if they die and their spirit perishes, their true spirit will not be extinguished!"

"When the great calamity ends and the era changes, all those on the list will be granted my imperial decree and will accompany me through the cataclysmic end of that era, to a brand new age!"

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Kunlun Mountain, Yuxu Palace.

One imperial edict after another was issued from the cloud platform.

Xuan Qing generously bestowed upon his disciples below a series of powerful innate spiritual treasures, each capable of suppressing the fortune of a region.

Finally, after everyone had received the decree and obtained the magical treasures...

Xuanqing then slowly stood up.

He addressed the area outside the mountain gate, saying loudly:

"The fate of heaven has been decided."

"You guys go ahead!"

"As ordered!"

The immortals of the Chan Sect then transformed into streaks of dazzling celestial light of various colors and plunged into the great calamity of the mortal realm.

At the same time, all the immortals of the Chan Sect came out in full force.

Tens of thousands of immortals from the Three Mountains and Five Peaks, and from all corners of the world, have now shed their otherworldly airs and donned the official robes of the Great Shang Dynasty.

In the imperial court, they assisted the brilliant and ambitious ruler of the human race, Tang, in handling complex political affairs.

They trained the fearless soldiers of the dynasty within the army, and empowered them with various powerful formations and runes.

They were still in the fields, teaching ordinary people various magical methods to improve farming tools and increase yields.

"Education should be provided to all without discrimination; the Great Way is fifty, the Heavenly Evolution is forty-nine, and humanity escapes one of them!"

This is the doctrine of the Jie Sect.

This is also the source of Lingbao Tianzun's confidence to dare to oppose the entire world and to launch this great calamity of the gods!
On this day, all the immortals of the Jie Sect gathered in the capital of the Great Shang Dynasty.

Lingbao Tianzun stood on the Investiture of the Gods platform, behind him were the Four Swords of Zhuxian, filled with endless killing intent.

His gaze swept over the thousands of disciples below.

"The Chan Sect has already descended the mountain."

"The Heavenly Court has also deployed its troops outside Jiepai Pass."

"They want to use that so-called 'Heavenly Way' to destroy the lineage of my Jie Sect and annihilate the foundation of my sect!"

"Are you all willing to fight alongside me?!" "We are willing to follow our master and fight to the death!"

"I am willing to follow my master and fight to the death!"

The response to Lingbao Tianzun was a thunderous roar of shouts from his disciples.

The disciples of the Jie Sect were extremely excited, and they were all eager to fight, seemingly unable to wait for the upcoming "love-hate" war between the two sects.

"it is good!"

Lingbao Tianzun's eyes blazed with boundless pride and fighting spirit.

"In that case, Duobao!"

"The disciple is here!"

"As my chief disciple of the Jie Sect, you shall set up the [Ten Thousand Immortals Formation] on my behalf and go to meet the outstanding disciples of my two senior brothers!"

"Jinling, Wudang, Guiling, Zhao Gongming, Sanxiao..."

"The disciple is here!"

"Each of you lead a battle, and you must make sure the immortals of the Chan Sect suffer!"

"Disciple, obey your command!"

At Jiepai Pass.

The armies of the Chan and Jie sects clashed, one side radiating divine light and displaying perfect order, the other exuding demonic energy and pervasive malevolent aura.

Two completely different, yet equally powerful forces of destiny clashed violently in mid-air, stirring up a series of visible and incredibly violent storms of law.

Before the Jie Sect's formation, surrounded by thousands of immortals, a Taoist priest dressed in a black robe stepped forward.

He wore a fish-tail crown, his body shimmering with precious light, and shouted towards the celestial camp.

"Hiroyukiko!"

Duobao's voice, like a resounding bell, echoed throughout the surrounding area.

"You and I are the senior disciples of the Chan and Jie sects, respectively. Today, let us have a battle before this battlefield to determine the superiority of our two sects' lineages!"

Upon hearing this, Guang Chengzi, who was in the Chan Sect's formation, also stood up.

Wearing a purple-gold crown and a robe with the Eight Trigrams, and wielding twin swords, he took a step and arrived in front of Duobao.

Guang Chengzi spoke calmly, "Fellow Daoist Duobao, please."

Both sides seemed to be determined to "beat up their fellow disciples," so they didn't even bother with pleasantries and started fighting right away.

"Behold my mighty torrent!"

Daoist Duobao lived up to his name; he simply flicked his sleeve.

In an instant, thousands upon thousands of magical treasures, each shimmering with different lights, surged forth from his sleeves like the most dazzling, overflowing galaxy.

There are flying swords, precious pearls, divine seals, golden rings... each of them is at least of the grade of acquired spiritual treasures, and there are also many innate items with incomparably powerful abilities.

"go with!"

With a flick of his finger, Duobao unleashed an endless torrent of magical treasures, carrying terrifying power comparable to the Other Shore Realm, which crashed fiercely towards Guangchengzi.

However, facing this almost unparalleled storm of magical treasures, Guang Chengzi showed no fear whatsoever.

He calmly drew his masculine sword.

Then, he suddenly plunged it into the space between his eyebrows.

"puff!!"

Blood gushed out, trickling like a spring, covering Guang Chengzi's face.

"????"

Duobao was stunned when he saw Guangchengzi's face covered in blood.

"Fellow Daoist, are you planning to admit defeat and commit suicide to atone for your sins?"

In the void, the Nine Nether Demon Kings were watching the battle.

When they saw Guang Chengzi mutilate himself right away, they felt that this scene was very familiar, so they all turned their gazes to the Styx River.

Styx, clutching his killing sword, scoffed, "Why are you all looking at me like that?"

On the battlefield, Guang Chengzi's voice was full of vigor as he said, "Duobao, this is a method of my Chan Sect. You'd better be careful from now on!"

Having said that, he grasped the female sword that gleamed with a soft, cold light and gently swung it at the surging torrent of treasures!
“Ding-Ding-Dang-Dang—!!!”

A series of crisp, clear sounds, like raindrops pattering on banana leaves, resounded throughout the entire battlefield.

Each seemingly insignificant gray sword aura, yet filled with an eerie "weak" Daoist charm, struck the incoming magical treasures with unparalleled precision.

A strange scene happened.

Those magical treasures that were originally radiant and incomparably powerful dimmed instantly upon contact with the gray sword energy, as if they had encountered their nemesis.

The sharpness of those flying swords had diminished; the brilliance of those precious pearls had faded; and the weight of those divine seals seemed to have lessened a thousandfold.

"Um?!"

Upon seeing this, Daoist Duobao frowned.

He could clearly feel that the connection between himself and those magical artifacts was being interfered with and weakened by a strange force.

Thinking back to Guang Chengzi's self-harming actions, Duobao instantly remembered what the magical artifact Guang Chengzi had taken out was.

"The twin swords bestowed by the Grand Master?" Duobao knew a little about the divine artifacts of the Chan Sect.

The twin swords are very powerful, but there are side effects to using them.

If used by a male, there is a risk of feminization; if used by a female, there is a risk of masculinization.

However, as the saying goes, there is always an antidote within seven steps.

The side effects can be eliminated if the male god uses the male sword to cut himself and the female sword to cut the enemy during battle.

Furthermore, when the male sword strikes itself, it grows stronger; when the female sword strikes the enemy, the enemy grows weaker.

The goddess is the opposite.

Now Guang Chengzi is using this divine weapon against him, and in just a few rounds, Duobao has been severely weakened.

"As expected, you can't use proper spiritual treasures to deal with the disciples of the Chan Sect!"

Duobao sighed inwardly, then took out two divine whips, one black and one white, from his sleeve.

As soon as he took out the divine artifact, Guang Chengzi felt that the suppressive effect of the male and female swords on Duobao had weakened.

"Junior brother, what kind of magical treasure is this?"

"Of course, it's a pair of male and female whips!"

Duobao snorted lightly, "Of course I know about the prestige of the Chan Sect."

"Unfortunately, I have replicas of all your famous magical treasures."

"Although these replicas are not as good as the originals, they are more than enough to have a counter-effect!"

Upon hearing this, Guang Chengzi praised, "As expected of Daoist Duobao, you can replicate all these spiritual treasures?"

"It seems you've had quite a bit of contact with Junior Brother Yun Zhongzi and Junior Brother Yu Ding."

Upon hearing this, Yun Zhongzi and Yu Ding Zhenren lowered their heads, looking rather guilty.

As immortals of the Chan Sect who were destined to attain the Dao of the Primordial Beginning, the two of them were deeply versed in the art of weapon crafting, having received the true teachings of Xuanqing. Duobao was also exceptionally gifted.

The three of them concocted a number of unorthodox magical artifacts.

"Very well, since you've copied my magical treasure, I'd like to see how much of its essence you can replicate."

As he spoke, Guang Chengzi, standing in the center of the battlefield, pulled the mighty sword from between his eyebrows.

Then, with each swing of his female sword, his masculine aura gradually dissipated, replaced by an increasingly rich and alluring feminine aura.

His originally resolute face began to soften and become more delicate, and his skin became even whiter and smoother than that of a newborn baby.

His once robust physique began to become slender and graceful.

Even the oversized Bagua Immortal Robe he wore seemed to be altered by an invisible force into a more feminine and beautiful palace dress.

Even his eyes, which were always filled with composure and wisdom, became watery at this moment, with the corners of his eyes slightly upturned. In his glances, he revealed a charm that was enough to make the world pale in comparison.

"This this."

"Senior Brother...how could he..."

"No, it's really not that bad, Senior Brother!"

Within the Chan Sect camp, Chi Jingzi, Huanglong, Yuding, Taiyi, and others were all stunned by what they saw.

While lamenting their loss, they used magic to capture this moment in time and space, preserving it as a memento.

The situation was even more outrageous with the Jie Sect.

Tens of thousands of immortals took out standardized photographic mirrors and frantically took pictures of Guang Chengzi.

"Wow, Guang Chengzi's handsome photo! Quickly take a screenshot and save it!"

"What senior brother? You should call me senior sister now!"

"Oh right, it's Senior Sister Guangcheng! You know what, even though I'm a female immortal, I have to admit that Senior Sister Guangcheng is stunningly beautiful, hehe!"

"Humans cannot, or at least should not."

"It's okay, I'm not human anyway."

Even the Daoist Duobao on the opposite side paused for a moment when he saw Guang Chengzi's astonishing transformation, unable to fully activate his magic weapon.

"Guang Chengzi... Fellow Daoist?"

He was a little unsure, so he called out tentatively.

However, the response he received was a female voice that was even clearer and more melodious than the song of a golden oriole, yet filled with endless cold murderous intent.

"Junior brother, when we discuss the Dao, we must not be distracted."

Guang Chengzi, who had completely transformed into a stunningly beautiful goddess, smiled sweetly at Duobao.

That smile seemed to melt away all the bloodshed and carnage on the battlefield in an instant.

Duobao looked somewhat dazed.

"Junior brother, I told you not to get distracted, why didn't you listen?"

Immediately afterwards, the female sword in Guang Chengzi's hand suddenly shone brightly!
A terrifying sword intent, hundreds of times stronger than ever before, filled with extreme yin and weakness, suddenly erupted!

"not good!"

Daoist Duobao felt a sudden alarm bell ring in his heart. He could no longer think about what had happened to the other party. He immediately summoned all his magical treasures back to his front to defend himself.

However, it was too late.

Guang Chengzi, who had transformed into a goddess, moved with ease and passed through the flood of magical artifacts, whose power had been greatly diminished.

The female sword in her hand transformed into a gray streak of light that could not be seen with the naked eye, and instantly arrived in front of Duobao.

Duobao felt a terrifying sense of crisis that froze even his soul, instantly overwhelming his spirit.

He instinctively tried to activate the most powerful defensive item on his body, the Multi-Treasure Pagoda, to defend himself.

But at that moment, he suddenly discovered that the flow of magical power within his body had become extremely sluggish.

It was as if they were being forcibly imprisoned by an invisible force.

His originally unwavering Dao heart even showed a slight wavering and confusion that should not have occurred.

In that instant, he actually felt a surge of admiration and tenderness for the stunning goddess who was actually his greatest rival!

In that instant when he lost his focus again, he had already decided the final outcome of the battle.

The gray light, like a lover's gentle caress, lightly touched his chest.

"puff--"

Daoist Duobao was struck as if by lightning, and suddenly spat out a mouthful of golden divine blood.

His indestructible body seemed to have all its power drained away at this moment, becoming even weaker and more powerless than an ordinary person.

His countless magical treasures, having lost their master's control, clattered and fell from mid-air like raindrops.

Guang Chengzi, who ultimately won, remained suspended quietly in mid-air.

She looked at Duobao lying in a pool of blood, then calmly raised the female sword and, amidst the horrified gazes of everyone, stabbed it into her own body, which had already become a flawless woman.

"I, Guang Chengzi, would rather die today for the sake of the Chan Sect than have any regrets!"

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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