The Crying Child Gets Candy

Above Buzhou Mountain, the pressure of Pangu's might was incomparably vast, and as yet no living being had appeared upon its slopes.

Walking along in a daze, lost in thought, Taiqing encountered no reckless creature that dared to block his path.

After all, the pressure of Pangu on Buzhou Mountain kept nearly every living being of the Great Desolation World from setting foot there.

Before he knew it, Taiqing had already reached the mountainside.

Here, the pressure of Pangu was so intense that even a Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal could not withstand it.

But Taiqing was not among those.

The three World-Opening Supreme Treasures—the Taiji Diagram, the Pangu Banner, and the Chaos Bell—hung above Taiqing's head, shining brilliantly.

The pressure of Pangu seemed to sense that Taiqing was his own descendant and softened somewhat.

As a result, aside from tempering Taiqing's Physical Body and Primordial Spirit, the pressure of Pangu caused him no harm.

Unknowingly, Taiqing had already arrived at the summit of Buzhou Mountain.

Had it not been for the protection of the three World-Opening Supreme Treasures and the fact that he was born from Pangu's Primordial Spirit, not even a Golden Immortal of the Origin could have reached the top of Buzhou Mountain.

Feeling the overwhelming intensity of Pangu's will and pressure, Taiqing snapped out of his contemplation.

He stared in astonishment at the summit of Buzhou Mountain. The entire peak was vast and flat.

Even a Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal could not see the end of this plain with a single glance.

"Wait—since I can't enter Pangu Hall, I can seek help from Father God Pangu's will instead.

Here at the summit of Buzhou Mountain, Father God's will is at its strongest.

Let me burn incense and pray, and see if I can communicate with Father God's will."

Taiqing suddenly came to his senses. His greatest reliance in the Great Desolation World was not himself, nor his unyielding will.

It was not even his foreknowledge of the world's future course or the schemes of the Heavenly Dao and Hongjun.

His greatest reliance was Pangu!

Now, Taiqing was about to play the card of having a father!

I, Taiqing, have Great God Pangu as my father—what do you, Heavenly Dao Hongjun, have? Nothing at all.

He purified himself with fasting and bathing, then set up an altar.

"I don't know what Father God likes. Never mind—given his status, he wouldn't care about such things anyway.

After all, the entire Great Desolation World was transformed from his body.

Let's put out some top-grade spiritual flowers, light these lamps, Three Lights Divine Water, top-grade spiritual fruits, Dao-Understanding Tea, and rice from an Innate Spiritual Root."

After some hesitation, Taiqing arranged the fine things he had gathered along his journey as offerings on the altar.

He brewed tea from the leaves of the top-grade Innate Spiritual Root Dao-Understanding Tea, set out Three Lights Divine Water, and cooked rice from the grain of an Innate Spiritual Root.

He lit three sticks of incense, gathered his mind, and performed three kneels and nine bows with utmost reverence.

"Father God above, your child Taiqing pays his respects."

Steeling his emotions, Taiqing organized his words.

"Father God, please hear me—your child Taiqing's heart is full of suffering~!

Father God, in your great love, you created the Great Desolation World and left us, the Sanqing and the Twelve Ancestral Witches, to live here alone.

I, Taiqing, wished to uphold your will, guard the Great Desolation, and contribute to this world.

But alas, Hongjun and the Heavenly Dao are constantly scheming against us, the descendants of Pangu.

Father God~, your child suffers so~!"

Having worked up his emotions, Taiqing grew more impassioned as he spoke, until it seemed his true feelings poured forth, as if he had endured great hardship.

Tears as large as beans rolled down from the corners of his eyes.

"Heh heh, a crying child gets candy. I don't believe that a child born just a few Eons ago, crying so pitifully, won't move Father God's heart.

Maybe, if Father God softens, he'll directly bestow ten or eight Innate Supreme Treasures.

Or an opportunity to attain the Origin—that would be simply wonderful.

Come on, Father God, let me see your love."

In stark contrast to his outwardly heartbroken demeanor, Taiqing was inwardly chuckling wickedly.

He was calculating just what Pangu Father God might grant him.

Just then, atop Buzhou Mountain, Pangu's endless will and pressure stirred.

For the first time since the opening of the Great Desolation World through endless ages, Pangu's will responded.

A wisp of incense smoke, rising from the incense Taiqing had burned, drifted into the void.

This was the first wisp of incense smoke received by Great God Pangu since he created the Great Desolation World through endless ages.

The countless beings of the Primordial World, across endless eons, never thought to honor Great God Pangu for splitting open the heavens and transforming all things—they only knew slaughter and strife.

Great God Pangu did not have even a single living being offering him worship.

Now, Taiqing was the first to pay homage, and as a descendant of Pangu, the lingering will of Great God Pangu stirred to life.

Though Taiqing had sought to gain benefits from Pangu Father God by offering worship, his reverence for Pangu Father God was sincere.

Having crossed over into this world, it was Pangu who granted him a legitimate identity in the Primordial World, who gave him a second life.

Moreover, whether in his past life or this one, it was Pangu who split the heavens, created the world, and transformed his body into all things.

By both reason and sentiment, he ought to worship devoutly.

"Heh heh, there's hope, there's hope."

Seeing the lingering will of Pangu Father God beginning to gather, Taiqing muttered to himself.

Though his face was streaked with tears and sobs, Taiqing's heart was blooming with joy. For some reason, the corners of his wailing mouth curled up involuntarily.

"Ahahaha~, Father God, your child's heart is bitter.

That Heavenly Dao, selfish and self-serving, for its own private desires, seeks to control everything in the Primordial World.

It... It wants to wipe out us descendants of Pangu and be done with it!

That Hongjun, chosen by the Heavenly Dao to merge with the Dao, holds a grudge because you split him in half with one axe-stroke.

Now, relying on his higher cultivation, he has colluded with the Heavenly Dao to scheme against us brothers of the Sanqing and the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

Father God, you must stand up for us brothers!

We fifteen siblings have been orphans since childhood..."

Taiqing paused, checking on the state of Pangu's will.

"Hm? Fifteen siblings? Orphans?

Ah, forget it, as long as I cry hard enough, I suppose Father God won't mind such details.

After all, Father God is generous and full of great love—how could He quibble with a child born just a few eons ago?"

Thinking this, Taiqing wailed even more miserably, snot and tears streaming down his face—a first in the history of the Primordial World since its creation.

"Boo hoo hoo, Father God, you don't know, that Heavenly Dao and Hongjun are in cahoots!

They're plotting to take the companion supreme treasures of us Sanqing—they want to steal them away~!

How could a newborn child like me possibly be a match for that old fiend?

I had no home the moment I was born! If I hadn't fled quickly, I'd have been caught by Hongjun by now.

As for my second and third brothers, if not for the Merit of World Creation you left to protect them, they too would have been refined by Hongjun.

Your child is so miserable~!"

Whether true or false, Taiqing simply pinned the crimes on Old Thief Hongjun first.

Little did he know, by sheer accident, the charges he leveled against Hongjun were actually real.

The Heavenly Dao and Hongjun were indeed plotting to seize the Sanqing's companion supreme treasures. If Taiqing hadn't been so eager to seek the Dao and left Kunlun Mountain, his World-Opening Supreme Treasure would likely have been stolen by now, and he himself captured by Hongjun.

Before the Sanqing were born, the Merit of World Creation automatically protected them.

After the Sanqing were born, that merit lay hidden deep within their Primordial Spirits.

With Taiqing's current cultivation at the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal realm, he couldn't possibly communicate with or activate that Merit of World Creation.

Without the Merit of World Creation to protect him, how could he be a match for Hongjun, who was at the Late-stage Hunyuan Golden Immortal realm?

Not to mention that Old Thief Hongjun also had the Heavenly Dao's aid and the largest fragment of the Jade of Creation.

Taiqing glanced at the will of Pangu Father God and saw that the gathering will was trembling, as if in fury.