Xuandu and the others stopped what they were doing.
They all turned to look in Li Yuan's direction.
"Junior Brother, how did you pull off that move...?"
Guangchengzi had always been deeply interested in divine abilities and spells.
"You can perfectly imitate the aura of those supreme experts. What a powerful divine ability."
Li Yuan chuckled at those words.
"Want to learn? I'll teach you. First, you need an ordinary Pangu Physique, and then..."
Duobao quickly waved his hands to cut him off.
"Stop, stop. You practice it yourself. As long as you're happy."
The Demon Emperor's pressure made even Ao Guang tremble.
His knees had nearly buckled, and he had almost dropped to the ground.
That aura was simply identical, without the slightest discrepancy.
Other than the difference in cultivation realm, there was not a single flaw to be found.
And what had Li Yuan mentioned just now? A Pangu Physique.
Li Yuan looked down at Ao Moang, who could not rise to his feet, while his avatar had already begun writing in the Diary.
Ao Moang, the legitimate son of the West Sea Dragon King and the most talented disciple among the Dragon Race's third generation. Who would have thought he was such a hotheaded fool? He still needed a good beating.
Inside Eight Scenery Palace, Yuanshi frowned and said displeasedly.
"The Dragon Race actually has such an unruly disciple. Yellow Dragon truly ought to discipline him properly."
"I thought Ao Guang was a clever one, yet he does not know how to teach his clansmen."
"If that temperament continues to develop, it will sooner or later bring about a great disaster."
Tongtian's eyes widened as he thought in shock.
Your disciples are about to betray the sect, and they even dare look down on others with their noses in the air. Yet you call Moang unruly?
Compared with those four sect-betraying fellows, Ao Moang is practically a good child, all right?
Laozi, however, considered matters further ahead and saw through the surface to the essence.
"Logically speaking, given Dijun's character and intelligence, he would never allow his subordinates to do something so foolish."
"Even Demon Saint Ji Meng came from Purple Cloud Palace. He should not behave in such a manner."
"How could this child dare shout and make a scene in the Dragon Palace?"
Tongtian crossed his arms and gave two derisive snorts.
"Then let me put it plainly. I was talking for nothing. He's simply an idiot."
Yuanshi suddenly stared at Tongtian with great seriousness.
"Third Brother, anyone may say that—except you."
Tongtian cried out as though his fur had been ruffled.
"Second Brother, you're insulting me!"
Boom!!!
The Pre-Heaven Treasure, Pangu Banner, appeared behind him, radiating the might of Chaos Turbulence.
Tongtian, who had been rather brash, instantly sat upright and behaved himself.
He had learned his lesson. Please spare him.
The Three Pure Ones turned their gazes back toward the Dragon Palace.
Li Yuan's gaze suddenly fell upon Ao Moang's rear, and he raised an eyebrow slightly.
"Primordial Gluteus?"
"A-ta!"
He rushed forward and unleashed a deadly barrage of kicks.
Ao Moang wailed endlessly from the beating, in such pain that he wished he were dead.
At the same time, Ao Moang stared at Li Yuan in utter shock and shouted.
"Since when did His Majesty have a hidden illegitimate son in the Dragon Palace?"
Several black lines instantly appeared across Li Yuan's forehead. He rushed up and delivered several more kicks as he shouted.
"I'm your damn uncle!"
Ao Moang tearfully complained.
"Why are you cursing at me?"
"You're the one who cursed first!"
"That Three-legged Golden Crow aura—aren't you His Majesty's illegitimate son?"
"I'm Li Yuan of the Human Race, your damn uncle!"
Ao Guang sighed, stepped closer, and whispered.
"He really does count as your uncle. Stop talking back, child. Endure it a little longer, and you might still keep your life."
Li Yuan's final kick sent Ao Moang flying away, vanishing beyond the horizon.
"You little brat! If you don't greet your uncles and elders properly in the future, I'll beat you to death!"
He then dispersed his imposing aura, threw an arm around Ao Guang's shoulders, and said softly.
"Brother, I've done you a favor. I only taught him a little lesson."
Ao Guang cupped his hands in reply.
"Thank you, fellow Daoists, for showing mercy."
Not long afterward, he summoned the West Sea Dragon King, Ao Run, and explained what had happened earlier.
Ao Run instantly flew into a rage.
"Rebellious son, sinful son, wicked son, troublemaking son! Excellent beating, excellent beating!"
He hurried to Li Yuan and the others, asking with concern.
"I hope that child did not hurt any of your hands or feet. His scales are hard; you need to use magical treasures on him."
Li Yuan sucked in a breath and quietly asked Kong Xuan.
"Are father-son relationships among your Three Races all this... unusual?"
Kong Xuan replied without hesitation.
"After all, we are the ancient Three Races. We are all more or less alike."
The Three Races seemed to have grasped a great truth: children were born to be played with.
Li Yuan suddenly said to Xuandu.
"Senior Brother, the Demon Court's actions are truly somewhat arrogant."
"The purpose of our descent from the mountain is to resolve the conflict between the Wu and Demon races."
"Since the Demon Court has taken the lead in meddling with us like this, we naturally must make the Demon Court our target."
"As it happens, I have a rather good little plan."
The disciples of the Three Teachings all gathered around.
"Junior Brother, tell us. We will certainly offer our full support."
Ao Guang, meanwhile, pulled Ao Run farther away.
At the end of the day, they still belonged to the Demon Court.
It was not realistic to have the Dragon Race confront the Demon Court.
"Call everyone. Gather every junior brother and junior sister we can contact. We'll all ascend to the Demon Court and reason things out with Demon Saint Ji Meng."
Guangchengzi nodded slightly and swiftly condensed a jade slip, sending it out.
Before long, all the Exposition Sect disciples arrived.
Chijingzi, Ju Liusun, Yuding Zhenren, Taiyi Zhenren, Daoist Cihang, Wenshu Guangfa Tianzun, Daoist Puxian, Qingxu Daode Zhenjun, Lingbao Dafa Shi, Daoxing Tianzun.
With this, the Exposition Sect's Twelve Golden Immortals had all gathered within the Dragon Palace.
Duobao did not hesitate in the slightest and summoned the Interception Sect disciples.
Jinling, Wudang, Guiling, Zhao Gongming, Yunxiao, Qiongxiao, Bixiao, the Seven Attendant Immortals, Lü Yue, Luoxuan, Shiji...
The Interception Sect had even more disciples. There were dozens whose names could be called.
There were several thousand more whose names could not be called.
It was clear that the saying of ten thousand immortals flocking to the Interception Sect was by no means empty talk.
At the same time, Li Yuan did not forget to record this grand plan in the Diary.
I have a plan, a plan that will make the Demon Court remember this lesson, a plan that can begin resolving the Wu-Demon conflict. I am going to gamble on it.
Inside Jade Azure Palace, Tongtian saw the Diary's contents and anxiously paced back and forth.
"What does he want to do by gathering the disciples of the Three Teachings? Does reasoning things out require so many people?"
"With so many people, even one mouthful of spit each would be enough to drown Demon Saint Ji Meng."
"Surely they are not going to attack the Demon Court? With the current cultivation of the Three Teachings' disciples, they could not even get past the Demon Gods."
"What exactly does my martial nephew want to do? This is driving me crazy, driving me crazy, driving me crazy."
He could only continue watching the Dragon Palace with curiosity.
Li Yuan was already standing atop a high platform, holding the Southern Earth Detaching Flame Light Flag as he shouted loudly. His fervent emotions made his hands wave constantly.
"Junior Brothers, Junior Sisters, why did we descend from the mountain? Tell me loudly!"
"To resolve the Wu-Demon conflict!"
"Now, the Demon Court dares display such a domineering attitude toward us. We are in the right, so naturally we must ascend to the Demon Court together and ask Demon Saint Ji Meng: are you coming with me or not?"
"Going! Going! Going!"
"Very good. But what if our strength is insufficient? We are Saints' disciples. We have Saints backing us. When it is time to use our status, we must use it."
"When the time comes, whatever I shout, everyone follows along, understand?!"
"We obey Senior Brother's decree!"
"Set out for the Demon Court!"
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