This is so dishonest!

Chapter 497 Wuyou 'Confesses' to Xuanqing; Pangu Can Grant Maternity Leave
Yang Jian split Peach Mountain in two, much to the delight of the gods in Heaven.

"Therefore, Princess Yunhua and her three siblings have all passed the test of our Heavenly Court. It is time to amend these Heavenly Rules."

The many deities of the Heavenly Dao Committee immediately took out their memorials and handed them to the Heavenly Emperor Haotian.

Haotian readily agreed.

He ordered Venus to go to the Tai Su Heaven and ask Nuwa to refine a new copy of the Marriage Register based on the revised Heavenly Laws.

"Your Majesty, what should be done with Yang Jian and the others?" Tianpeng Zhenjun asked.

Haotian looked at the judicial goddess, Qingxiao, the goddess.

The young woman had already prepared her explanation.

She said, "Your Majesty, Yang Jian and his two siblings have passed the Heavenly Court's test and won first place in the Heavenly Dao Academy's friendly competition. They should be rewarded."

A smile appeared on Haotian's face.

"What you say is very true, my dear minister."

He was just about to bestow honors upon Yang Jian and his two siblings.

The young woman continued, "But the three of them were audacious and reckless. They not only set fire to the heavens, but also looted the Mi Luo Palace and the Tu Shuai Palace, shocking and injuring many immortals and gods."

"This should be punished."

"Your Majesty, we believe this is unacceptable." Before Haotian could even speak, a group of celestial officials and deities stepped forward.

The Fire God said, "Since Yang Jian and the others have passed everyone's test, they should not be punished."

Thunder God said, "That's right!"

“Yang Jiao, Yang Jian, and Yang Chan are all exceptionally talented individuals. Although they offended us a little just now, it was nothing serious, so it is inappropriate to punish them.”

“Yes, yes, yes,” the water gods echoed.

"The three siblings did cause some trouble, but it didn't cause any real damage to the Heavenly Court."

"Let's not punish them."

Even Laozi, who suffered the "greatest loss," gave up on pursuing the responsibility of Yang Jian and the others: "It's just some pills, nothing to worry about."

The other "victim," Yuanshi Tianzun, never appeared.

Since they didn't come, it means they had no demands.

Everyone automatically chose to ignore it.

What kind of loss is it for the disciples of the Chan sect to steal their own patriarch?
"Since all of you have requested that they not be held responsible, then I will not punish them," Haotian said with a smile.

Subsequently, after discussion, the three Yang siblings were awarded prizes through the Heavenly Path Academy.

Originally, Haotian intended to bestow additional rewards upon the three siblings.

However, Yang Jian and the others expressed that they only wanted to pursue the Great Dao, and thus declined Haotian's kind offer.

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The Netherworld, the deepest part of the Dream Church.

A quiet room, enveloped in the radiance of endless dreams, quietly opened its doors.

A graceful figure slowly emerged from the dazzling light.

She wore a magnificent long dress as beautiful as the sunset, with countless sparkling crystals formed from starlight adorning the hem.

As she moved gently with each step, the hem of her skirt rippled like a flowing galaxy, creating dreamy waves.

Her every move exuded a Taoist charm that defied description.

It was as if she herself was the embodiment of the Great Dao of Dreams, the absolute ruler of this boundless dream world.

"Well, it's a success."

Meng Wuyou woke up from a deep dream and couldn't help but yawn.

The moment she stepped out of the quiet room.

The entire dream world was in an uproar.

The seven-colored sea of ​​clouds beneath her feet, as clear and translucent as glass, began to surge violently, transforming into magnificent auspicious lotus flowers that bloomed continuously beneath her feet.

The dazzling, dreamlike Milky Way in the sky above burst forth with unprecedented brilliance.

Countless stars trembled in unison, showering down billions of soft starlight, like the most magnificent tribute, crowning her.

A profound and melodious Daoist chant resounded in the air.

The sound seemed to be the deepest prayers and blessings of billions of living beings in their dreams, converging into the most sacred melody.

This vast fluctuation is not limited to the dream world.

It swiftly pierced the boundary between reality and illusion at an incredible speed, spreading throughout the entire Netherworld and even the vast primordial world.

The Seven Heavenly Palaces.

As Xuanqing and Minghe leisurely sipped their fragrant tea, they sensed this familiar yet powerful aura almost simultaneously.

A genuine, gentle smile appeared on Xuan Qing's face.

"It seems Wuyou succeeded," he said softly, his tone filled with satisfaction.

Styx, standing to the side, suddenly stood up.

An undisguised look of surprise appeared on his face.

"Hahahaha! Okay! Okay!"

Styx clapped his hands and laughed, his laughter bold and powerful.
"I knew it. With her background, attaining the Taiyi Dao Fruit was just a natural outcome!"

The two looked into the void.

The blood moon shone exceptionally brightly in the sky above the entire Netherworld.

Chains of profound yellow Dao principles, formed from the purest laws of the earth, manifested from the void, weaving together to form a vast net of laws covering the entire Netherworld Sky.

Endless golden light of merit poured down.

The golden light was so pure, so vast.

This is a celebration of the true will!
Bathed in the boundless golden light of merit, Meng Wuyou's expression became even more serene and holy.

The deepest part of the six realms of reincarnation.

A gentle and compassionate figure quietly appeared in the void.

Her face was veiled by a hazy Daoist aura, making it difficult to see clearly, yet she exuded a boundless, benevolent, and profound aura, as deep as the earth itself.

"Congratulations, fellow Daoist!" Houtu smiled gently and nodded slightly to Meng Wuyou.

Although Tai Su Jiu Xiao sometimes had their share of "love-hate" moments, Hou Tu was still very happy that Meng Wu You had successfully attained enlightenment.

at the same time.

In the myriad realms, deep within the chaos.

An unimaginably enormous purple lotus flower was swaying slowly in the endless River of Souls.

Each of its petals is like an independent universe, imprinted with endless reincarnation runes.

At the very moment that Meng Wuyou achieved enlightenment.

On the banks of the River of Souls.

A handsome young Taoist priest, dressed in a black and white robe, with an extraordinary demeanor, suddenly stopped what he was doing.

He raised his head and looked in surprise toward the direction of the Primordial True Realm.

"what?"

Wangchuan quickly calculated with his fingers, and the surprise on his face instantly turned into intense joy.

He slapped his thigh excitedly and said to the illusory image of the Reincarnation Purple Lotus with a beaming smile:
"It's the Big Sister! The Big Sister has successfully attained enlightenment!"

Wangchuan's face was filled with genuine excitement and joy.

He waved towards the direction of the primordial wilderness to express his feelings.

"Congratulations, boss!"

The illusory image of the Reincarnation Purple Lotus swayed gently, as if celebrating with him.

Wangchuan's smile remained radiant.

He did not choose to immediately return to the Primordial World to celebrate Meng Wuyou's happiness in person.

He turned his head and focused his gaze back on the endless, ever-expanding river of souls before him.

A fierce fighting spirit ignited in his eyes.

"Now, the three giants of the Netherworld have all successfully attained enlightenment."

"I can't let everyone down!"

Wangchuan was incredibly excited, feeling an immense surge of energy coursing through his body.

He waved his hand with heroic spirit at the phantom of the Reincarnation Purple Lotus.

"Purple Lotus, let's go!"

"Let's continue to expand our territory!"

Having said that, he stepped directly onto the surging waters of the River of Souls.

His figure and the Purple Lotus of Reincarnation quickly disappeared into the vast chaos, leaving behind only a string of laughter full of vigor and pride, which echoed for a long time above the River of Souls.

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The Dream Papacy.

After the golden light of merit filled the sky and merged into Meng Wuyou's body.

Two familiar figures quietly appeared in front of her.

Xuan Qing was dressed in plain clothes, spotless, with a gentle smile on his face.

He looked at Meng Wuyou and nodded gently.

"Congratulations, no worries."

His voice was like a gentle spring breeze, calming the mind and spirit.

Styx strode over.

"Not bad!"

His tone was full of undisguised admiration.

"This aura is more harmonious and powerful than I imagined."

"It seems that Xuanqing's previous theories were indeed of great help to you!"

Upon hearing their congratulations, Meng Wuyou's bright almond-shaped eyes rippled with a smile, like waves spreading across a lake.

She winked playfully at the two of them.

"of course."

She stretched out her fair and delicate fingers, as white as scallions, and gently smoothed a strand of hair at her temple, her movements elegant and natural.

"Let's go. To celebrate my successful completion of the seclusion, I will personally brew tea for you today."

"I have a collection of exquisite celestial teas brewed from the sweetest dreams of all living beings."

Meng Wuyou's smile was as radiant as a blooming rose.

Upon hearing this, Xuanqing and Minghe naturally agreed with pleasure.

The three walked side by side, leisurely strolling through this dreamlike papacy built from whimsical ideas.

They arrived at a pavilion.

The tables and chairs here are all carved from the warm crystals of dreams, exuding a faint fragrance.

Countless dream fairies with butterfly wings frolicked and chased each other all around, scattering specks of light like fireflies.

With a gentle wave of her delicate hand, Meng Wuyou conjured an exquisite tea set that appeared on the table.

"Little tea!"

Meng Wuyou called out.

The innate enlightenment tea tree emerged from the river of dreams.

Then, its body trembled.

A few glistening tea leaves, carrying a dreamlike quality, drifted in from afar.

Each tea leaf seemed like a frozen starry sky, shimmering with a mesmerizing brilliance.

Immediately afterwards, Meng Wuyou brought some spring water.

This time it's not the water from the underworld.

Instead, it is a river flowing from a dreamlike galaxy.

Soon, a refreshing aroma of tea rose gently and filled the entire tea room.

Meng Wuyou poured a cup of clear, emerald-green tea for both Xuanqing and Minghe.

The tea soup seemed to contain countless illusions that rose and fell, captivating the soul with just a glance.

"Come on, have a taste."

She said with a smile.

Xuanqing picked up the teacup and took a small sip.

An indescribable sweetness and tranquility instantly spread from the tip of his tongue to the depths of his soul.

"Good tea."

He admired sincerely.

Styx, on the other hand, drank it all in one gulp, displaying a bold and unrestrained spirit.

He smacked his lips, a look of extreme satisfaction on his face.

"happy!"

"Wuyou, your tea has a different flavor compared to my Asura liquor brewed in the sea of ​​blood."

The three of them sipped fragrant tea in a warm and harmonious atmosphere.

After chatting for a while, Meng Wuyou suddenly showed an extremely serious expression.

She looked at Xuan Qing, her bright almond-shaped eyes sparkling with a thirst for knowledge and a desire to explore.

“Xuanqing.” “During this period of seclusion to prove my Dao, I have gained many new insights into the ‘Reversal of the Three Corpses’ that you proposed, as well as the Great Luo Dao of Pangu.”

As she spoke, she extended a slender finger and gently touched the air.

Instantly, a diagram of Dao principles constructed from countless dream runes appeared before the three of them.

"look."

Her fingers slid slowly across the diagram.

"In my view, whether it is 'severing the three corpses,' 'merging the three corpses into one,' or 'reversing the three corpses,' their essence is a kind of cognition and deconstruction of 'self.'"

"To cut is to divide."

"Unity is for the sake of unification."

"The reversal is for the purpose of achieving a higher level of sublimation and transcendence after unification."

Her eyes shone with wisdom.

“I even think that these three corpses may not be as simple as good, evil, and self.”

"It can be our past obsessions, our expectations for the future, the dreams of all living beings, or even the projection of the Great Dao of Pangu onto us!"

As Meng Wuyou spoke, the three flowers on her head bloomed, evolving into the Dream Dao Fruit.

The Dao Fruit split into three, then reunited, transforming into a magnificent divine image of a goddess.

This is the Taiyi God of Meng Wuyou.

Then, Wuyou gently pointed.

The God of Taiyi transformed into a giant.

The giant slept in chaos.

Then, the giant had his first dream.

In my dream, there was a Jade Capital Mountain.

There is a deity in the mountains called the Primordial Heavenly King.

While traveling, the Primordial Heavenly King encountered the Jade Maiden of the Primordial Beginning.
"Pfft~~"

Xuanqing almost spat out the tea he had just taken a sip of.

With a wave of his hand, he dispelled the giant's dream.

"Huh? What happened to it?"

Styx was engrossed in watching when he noticed the giant had awakened.

"What's the rest of the story?"

Styx looked at Meng Wuyou.

Wuyou looked at Xuanqing, a slight smile playing on her lips: "The rest of the story, simply put, is this: as long as you're bold enough, 'Pangu' can take maternity leave."

"What?" Styx was dumbfounded.

[I actually fell for it. This is not a sharing of cultivation insights at all.] Xuan Qing turned his gaze away nonchalantly.

He changed the subject, asking Styx, "How are your three corpses doing now?"

"You said this!"

When talking about his own Great Dao, Styx excitedly said:

"I thought so!"

He gestured with his hands, his face filled with fanaticism.

"After I reverse the three corpses in the future, I will let my good corpse take charge of the teaching authority of the Asura realm, and specifically to convert those people with good intentions."

"Let my evil corpse lead that boundless sea of ​​blood army, conquer the heavens, and vanquish the demons, stopping the killing with killing!"

"As for that self-corpse..."

He chuckled and looked at Xuan Qing: "Naturally, we'll release him and let him roam the world."

“Fellow Daoist Yuanhuang said that when the calamity fire descends and the world is destroyed, a phoenix of light will rise from the ashes to save the world.”

"I think this road is good."

"My [Immoral Heavenly Dao] might be able to work in tandem with Fellow Daoist Yuanhuang."

"From now on, the [Self-Corpse] will bear the wicked Heavenly Dao, and wherever it goes, danger will befall it, and the greater the danger, the greater the opportunity."

"This path, which brings both danger and opportunity, might just lead to a major development!"

Styx laughed and said, "It's just that my [Self-Corpse] will have to work a little harder."

"There is a 99% chance that while wandering the world and bringing opportunities to some world, they will be constantly killed by the Phoenix Clan."

"But it's nothing to me."

"The path of killing always begins with suicide."

"Just keep dying, and you'll get used to it."

Seeing that Minghe had a plan, Xuanqing couldn't help but smile with satisfaction.

He picked up his teacup and took another small sip.

"all good."

"The core of the Pangu Great Luo Dao lies in 'inclusiveness' and 'creation'."

"It does not have a fixed paradigm; each of us needs to forge our own unique path based on our own beliefs."

He paused, his gaze becoming much deeper.

"However, there is one thing you need to remember."

"No matter how you deconstruct your own three corpses in the future, or how you try to attain the second and third proofs of the Great Dao."

"The foundation of everything must be firmly rooted in our Primordial True Realm."

Then, Xuanqing began to share some of his recent insights into the Great Dao with Wuyou and Minghe.

Unlike Meng Wuyou's usual approach.

Xuanqing is sharing seriously.

Wuyou and Minghe listened attentively, occasionally raising new viewpoints and questions.

They enjoyed tea and discussed philosophy in a very pleasant atmosphere.

As they chatted, Xuanqing noticed that Meng Wuyou was about to start telling her story of "Pangu's Dream" again.

He subtly steered the conversation toward humanitarian issues.

Xuanqing said, "The general trend of humanity is about to reach a new turning point."

Upon hearing this, Meng Wuyou's heart stirred.

As the leader of the Dream Cult, she has the closest connection with the spiritual world of all beings, and is naturally extremely sensitive to the slightest disturbances in the human world.

After a moment's thought, she spoke:
"You mean Shennong is about to achieve perfect merit?"

Xuanqing nodded with a smile.

"good."

"Shennong planted the five grains, tasted hundreds of herbs, and educated the people. His achievements are comparable to those of the ancient emperor Fuxi."

"Now that his mission in the human world is about to be completed, the great current of human destiny will surely elect a new leader to take the throne of the human emperor."

Upon hearing this, Styx also became interested.

He leaned back comfortably in his chair and asked with great interest:

"Oh? Then in your opinion, who will be the third emperor?"

A meaningful smile appeared on Xuan Qing's face.

"Currently, there are two most popular candidates."

His gaze seemed to pierce through the endless void, revealing a magnificent panorama of the turbulent human world.

"Firstly, there was Xuanyuan, who came from the Youxiong tribe."

"This man was born with the qualities of a leader; he was both benevolent and brave, and was deeply loved and respected by his followers."

"He is skilled at making various objects and has begun to try to promote the concept of tribal alliances to a wider area."

"His ambition lay in 'unity' and 'order'."

Meng Wuyou listened quietly.

She closed her eyes, and her consciousness instantly sank into the boundless sea of ​​dreams of all living beings.

In the Ji River basin, there is a Xiong tribe.

An ordinary woman happened to see a star orbiting the stars in the South Pole. Then the starlight fell, and the woman became pregnant and gave birth to a son.

This child was born extraordinary. He could speak at ten days old, walk at three months old, and understand Yin and Yang and the Heavenly and Earthly Fiends at five years old.

His surname was Ji, and his given name was Xuanyuan.

A moment later, she slowly opened her eyes.

"I feel it."

She said softly, "In many human dreams, the name Xuanyuan is like the sun, full of light and hope."

Styx stroked his chin and let out a soft, noncommittal hum.

"What about the other one?"

he asked.

Xuan Qing's lips curled up slightly.

"The other one is Chi You, who came from the Jiuli tribe."

"Chi You?"

Both Meng Wuyou and Minghe were somewhat surprised.

Isn't this the Great Shaman of the Witch Clan?
"Has he been reincarnated after the Lich War?"

"It was Fellow Daoist Pingxin who opened the door."

Xuanqing said so.

Deep within the cycle of reincarnation, in the Palace of Peaceful Mind.

Houtu glanced at the Seven Non-Heavenly Palace with a guilty conscience.

Xuanqing said, "It's different from Xuanyuan's."

"Chi You represents the most primitive and powerful 'wildness' and 'war spirit' of the human race."

"He was born with superhuman strength, was proficient in witchcraft, and had eighty-one brothers under his command, each of whom was a brave and skilled warrior."

"His ambition lies in 'conquest' and 'power'."

"This person is destined to be restless."

Upon hearing this, Meng Wuyou frowned slightly.

She sank into the sea of ​​dreams once more.

She saw that at the same time Xuanyuan was born, a child from the Jiuli tribe was also born.

This child had ears like swords and spears, two horns on his head, and was extremely strange.

When the people of the Jiuli tribe saw the two horns on his head, they all thought that he would become a great sage who would benefit the human race, just like Shennong. So they invited the most learned shaman in the tribe to name the child.

The shaman, in order not to disappoint the people of Jiuli, decided to...

He worked from dawn till dusk, thinking about it for three days and three nights.

Finally, they performed a divine dance to communicate with heaven and earth.

The child was named Chi You.

"In the dreams of another group of humans, the name Chi You is like a storm, full of wildness and power."

"Those are tribes that have been struggling on the front lines against monsters and harsh environments for many years."

"They worship the strong, crave power, and hope to follow an invincible king to conquer everything."

After listening to their descriptions, Styx revealed an excited smile.

"Interesting, really interesting!"

He slammed his hand on the table, causing the teacup to tremble slightly.

"One advocates benevolent rule, the other advocates hegemonic rule."

"Isn't this a natural battle between dragons and tigers?"

He looked at Xuan Qing with a gleam in his eyes that seemed to enjoy watching the drama unfold.

"Xuanqing, who do you think is more promising?"

Upon hearing this, Xuan Qing simply smiled calmly.

Instead of answering the question directly, he turned his gaze to the dazzling, dreamlike starry sky.

"Whether it's Xuanyuan or Chiyou."

His voice became distant and profound.

"They are just two of the most brilliant waves rising in the torrent of humanity."

"No matter who ultimately becomes the third human emperor."

"For us, the most important thing is to ensure that the tide of humanity continues to flow in the direction we hope for."

"As for the process involved..."

He picked up his teacup and gently sipped his tea.

"Just let nature take its course."

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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