The prehistoric infrastructure maniac

Chapter 85 Emperor Jun's Plan
Not long after the incident on Yingzhou Fairy Island, another major event shocked the world.

The demon emperor Dijun is getting married. He is marrying two fairies, Xihe and Changxi, from the moon star, and Nuwa is the matchmaker.

The heavenly wedding was extremely lively. With the help of the merits of the heavenly wedding, Xihe and Changxi both beheaded their corpses and became quasi-saints. Nuwa even beheaded her three corpses in one fell swoop, and the fortune of the demon clan flourished.

The demon emperor Di Jun took the opportunity to announce that Fuxi would become the Xi Emperor of the demon clan.

Inspired by Nuwa's act of beheading his three corpses, Fuxi, who was still a quasi-saint with only one corpse, hesitated a little but finally agreed to Di Jun's blatant solicitation in order to behead his second corpse as soon as possible.

Nuwa received benefits from the demon clan because of the heavenly marriage, and seeing that the demon clan was now so prosperous, it was not easy for her to stop Fuxi from joining the demon clan.

Moreover, after feeling the auxiliary effect of luck on cultivation, Nuwa, who had killed the three corpses, also began to consider her own path to becoming a saint.

To become a saint, it is not enough to just have the Hongmeng Purple Qi and practice hard in seclusion. I am afraid that you also need great luck.

In today's prehistoric world, if one wants to obtain great fortune and there is no Nuwa to lead a force, relying on the fortune of the demon clan is undoubtedly the best choice.

The Three Pure Ones transformed from Pangu's primordial spirit already had great luck. In the end, didn't they still have to establish a religion to gather the luck before they could achieve enlightenment and become saints?
"The catastrophe of Longhan, the struggle between Dao and Demon, the key to becoming a saint, is luck the key? No wonder Nuwa became the saint of the demon race."

In the Eight Treasures Cloud Light Cave at the Jiuding Tiecha Mountain, Shi Mo, who had just woken up from his meditation, could not help but frown and look thoughtful after vaguely feeling the invisible changes in the demon clan's fortune after the wedding of Emperor Jun of Heaven.

"Luck. Where is my luck?" Shi Mo muttered to himself, and soon a gleam of light flashed in his eyes:
"The future saints of the prehistoric world all founded religions and led clans, teaching their disciples, spreading the Dao, and protecting their people. However, they were inevitably somewhat narrow-minded and too easily influenced by constraints."

"And I am fully capable of protecting all living beings in the prehistoric world, promoting the development of the entire prehistoric world, and even protecting the entire prehistoric world. Naturally, I will be blessed by the luck of the entire prehistoric world. As long as the prehistoric world exists and develops better and better, I don't have to worry about my own luck being affected. My luck will only become stronger and stronger." Thinking of this, Shi Mo couldn't help but feel excited and looking forward to it:
"That's right! My earth vein formation can not only protect the Primordial Continent, but also speed up the Primordial World's absorption and conversion of external chaotic energy, replenishing the spiritual energy consumed by the Primordial World. It is an inexhaustible source of energy!"

With his eyes closed and his mind moved, Shi Mo's invisible consciousness spread out, turning the entire earth veins of the prehistoric continent into his sensory tentacles, allowing him to more deeply perceive the essence and mystery of the earth vein formation. Like the roots of a great tree, he tried to extend outward, absorbing the energy from the endless chaos outside the prehistoric world.
Slowly, as if the primitive world had taken root in the chaos, it began to tremble with an imperceptible excitement, and the whole world was quietly changing.
"Hmm?" Outside the Thirty-Three Heavens, in the chaotic Zixiao Palace, Hongjun, who had been awakened once again, could not help but reveal a look of shock and surprise, and then smiled with a shining look in his eyes:
"My disciple is truly generous, courageous, and gifted!"

"In this way, I may not have to unite my body with the Tao, nor be bound by this primitive world. I can explore and venture into the endless chaos like Yang Mei." Thinking of this, Hongjun couldn't help but look forward to it.

"However, we can't be impatient yet. We have to wait until the prehistoric world truly prospers and grows. Otherwise, I'm afraid it won't let me leave easily."

Shi Mo, immersed in the profound understanding of the earth vein formation and the essence of the ancient world, completely forgot about time and everything. He even had no intention of thinking about achieving enlightenment and becoming a saint. He was like a child who was completely immersed in playing games and couldn't extricate himself.

In the Demon King's Palace in Heaven, the Demon Emperor Junzheng was in high spirits and was hosting a banquet for the Ten Demon Saints and other high-ranking demon clan members. They were very surprised and excited.

He couldn't help but be surprised! Because the demon race had been having so many happy events recently. First, Donghuang Taiyi and Kunpeng killed two corpses in succession, and Bai Ze, the wisest of the Ten Demon Saints, also killed corpses and became a quasi-saint.
Afterwards, Xihe and Changxi became pregnant one after another and gave birth to ten sons and twelve daughters for Di Jun, thus expanding the royal family of the demon clan.

Now Di Jun finally realized himself and killed the three corpses. The fortune of the demon clan became stronger and stronger, making Di Jun feel that it was the heaven that was helping and protecting him.

After a lively banquet, Bai Ze and other powerful demon clan leaders withdrew, Xihe and Chang Xi also went to take care of the children. Only the three most powerful demon clan members, Demon Emperor Di Jun, Kunpeng and Donghuang Taiyi, were left in the Demon King's Palace.

As for Fuxi, he was so obsessed with killing the two corpses that he was almost mad and was practicing very hard! He didn't even attend this lively banquet.

Nuwa was also cultivating in Phoenix Mountain, intent on achieving sainthood. How could she have the time to join Di Jun and the others for a feast? "Second brother, Demon Master, I have already killed all three corpses. I am only one step away from achieving sainthood," Di Jun said, and Kunpeng felt complicated.

“However, if you want to achieve enlightenment and become a saint, you need the Hongmeng Purple Qi.” When Emperor Jun said this, Kunpeng and Donghuang Taiyi came to their senses.

Di Jun does not have the Hongmeng Purple Qi, so if he wants to become a saint he can only steal it!

Therefore, for the sake of Hongmeng Purple Qi, they may have to join forces to hunt down another quasi-saint this time.

"Brother, have you thought about it? Whose Hongmeng Purple Qi do you want to steal?" Donghuang Taiyi asked excitedly.

"The Three Pure Ones are the authentic descendants of Pangu, blessed with great fortune. They have been cultivating in Mount Buzhou. Especially that Laozi, I'm afraid he has already killed the three corpses, and his cultivation skills should not be underestimated. With the three of them joining forces and holding the innate treasure, we have no chance," Di Jun analyzed calmly.

"Although Shi Mo has a lot of grudges against us, his earth vein formation is so powerful that I'm afraid you don't want to experience it, right? And Nuwa is now considered a member of our demon clan."

"So, only Jie Yin in the west and Hong Yun are left. They are the ones we are most likely to hunt down and seize the Hongmeng Purple Qi," Kunpeng nodded thoughtfully.

"That's right! So, please help me keep an eye on them, Demon Master. Once we find an opportunity, we must act immediately, quickly and decisively." Di Jun nodded seriously.

Kunpeng nodded with a frown and couldn't help but say: "Now, they are probably all concentrating on their training. Waiting for the opportunity to take action is probably not easy!"

"The Western Jie Yin is able to hold his composure, and with Zhunti helping him, he's not easy to deal with," Di Jun said without comment.

"However, Hong Yun is not one who can hold his temper. Ever since he got the Hongmeng Purple Qi, he is probably about to lose his temper."

"Hongyun should be in Zhen Yuanzi's Wanshou Mountain now. As long as he leaves Wanshou Mountain, we can take action directly," said Donghuang Taiyi.

Kunpeng nodded slightly: "Okay, I will have people keep a close eye on Wanshou Mountain. However, if we kill Hongyun, I'm afraid Shi Mo will not give up."

"So what? As long as he hasn't become a saint, he can't do anything to me," Di Jun said.
"Once I obtain the Hongmeng Purple Qi, with the help of the demon race's luck, I will surely be able to achieve sainthood before him. When the time comes, I will kill Shi Mo, and his Hongmeng Purple Qi will be given to you, Demon Master."

Kunpeng's eyes lit up when he heard this, but he quickly calmed down.

The Emperor Jun Cake was drawn big and well, but the prerequisite was that Hong Yun had to be killed to obtain the Hongmeng Purple Qi, and Shi Mo had to become a saint first. When the action took place, the Taoist Ancestor had to refrain from saving Shi Mo.

With so many prerequisites, if just one of them cannot be met, this big pie will just be a delusion.

To put it bluntly, Di Jun just wanted to use this to tempt Kunpeng to help him with all his strength.

(End of this chapter)