Failure?

Zhunti's face turned pale and then red, completely speechless after being rebuked by Primordial Lord.

He quickly explained telepathically.

"Fellow Daoist Primordial Lord Yuanshi, do not be hasty! This Human Emperor is rather strange; the Human Path Fortune emanating from him is far too strong."

"Although he was suppressed by Jieyin senior brother, his Origin Essence was still resisting, which allowed him to break free by sheer luck."

"I was careless just now; I didn't use my full strength."

"If I increase my efforts, I'm sure I'll succeed this time!"

"Senior brother, intensify the suppression of his Human Path Fortune!"

Having said that, Zhunti no longer hesitated and gently brushed the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree once more.

A Magic Power several times stronger than before silently surged towards Di Xin once again.

Di Xin felt that familiar power approaching again, and felt disdain in his heart.

Are you coming again?

Looks like they're not giving up.

Okay, then I'll play with you guys a bit more.

He once again "obediently" fell into confusion, only this time, he acted even more convincingly.

"Good."

Zhunti breathed a sigh of relief, and a confident smile returned to his face.

Great, it's finally done.

After being "bewitched," Di Xin spoke in a tone that was almost like a dream, praising the statue of Nuwa.

"Her appearance was beautiful and radiant, her beauty was unparalleled, and she seemed to be alive."

"Truly, she is a fairy maiden descended from the mortal realm, or Chang'e the Moon Palace descended to earth."

Upon hearing this, Shang Rong, Bi Gan, and other senior officials in the main hall were immediately shocked.

What is Your the King doing!

This is a sacred image of the Holy Mother of the Human Race! How can you describe it with such frivolous words!

This is utter disrespect!

Prime Shang Rong was sweating profusely and quickly stepped forward to offer his advice.

"Your the King! No! This is the golden statue of the Saint Mother! We beg Your the King to treat it with reverence!"

In the higher-dimensional void, Nuwa's expression instantly darkened, and a cold light flashed in her phoenix eyes.

While these words may not be considered blasphemous, they are frivolous enough to be used by an ordinary person to evaluate the Saint Mother.

She knew that this was Zhunti secretly guiding her.

Zhunti, who was in the void, felt reassured upon seeing this scene.

Praise is only the first step.

Next comes the most crucial part: writing the poem.

Once that blasphemous poem is written, Nuwa will surely be enraged, and his plan will be considered a complete success.

However.

He waited for a long time, only to find that after Di Xin finished praising him, he stood still and made no further move.

His infatuated expression gradually faded, and he returned to his dignified and calm demeanor.

Zhunti: "..."

Jieyin: "..."

Primordial Lord: "..."

It broke free again...?

Zhunti's smile froze again, and he was completely stunned.

That's impossible!

He clearly increased his Magic Power this time, how could he have broken free again?

Why did it stop again?

How did this Human Emperor manage to break free from my confuse again?

At this point, Yuanshi Tianzun had reached his limit of patience.

"Are you two even capable of this?!"

"I must have been blind to have joined forces with you!"

"If you can't do it well, then quit. Don't embarrass yourselves here!"

Yuanshi Tianzun was truly enraged; he no longer wanted to associate with these two useless people.

As One of the Three Pure Ones, Orthodox Daoist Sect sect, when has he ever done such a sneaky thing?

Now he's lowered himself to play along with these two the West barbarians' antics, only to have them repeatedly fail him. How can he possibly tolerate this?

Zhunti was also getting anxious.

I've clearly amplified my Magic Power this time, how could he possibly still have the strength to resist?

Could it be...?

An absurd thought arose in his mind.

Could this Human Emperor be faking it?

No, absolutely not!

Even if Human Path Fortune destiny, how could they possibly put on a show under the very nose of a Saint like him?

It must be that the Human Path Fortune is too strange, negating most of my Magic Power.

It seems we need to add fuel to the fire!

Zhunti hurriedly offered his explanation.

"Fellow Daoist Primordial Lord calm down! There is indeed something fishy about this matter!"

"This Human Emperor is truly too strange! The Human Path Fortune from him is simply unbelievably strong!"

"But rest assured, fellow Daoist, he has already broken free twice; that's his limit."

"This time, I will definitely bring him under complete control!"

"This time, there will be absolutely no more surprises!"

Having said that, Zhunti his teeth and pushed his Saint power to its limit.

The Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree shone brightly, and Magic Power even greater than the previous two combined struck Di Xin's mind.

Di Xin sensed this power, and his heart surged with killing intent.

Is this never going to end?

Okay, then I'll play along with you one more time.

He resorted to his old trick and fell into a state of "confusion" for the third time.

And this time, his movements were even more exaggerated.

"Someone come here!"

Di Xin roared.

"Someone come here! Bring me pen and ink!"

"I wish to compose a poem for the Holy Mother here to express my reverence!"

Upon hearing this, Shang Rong and the others were nearly scared out of their wits.

"Your the King, you mustn't!"

"This is the Saint Mother Temple; how can you deface it here so casually? This is a grave offense of disrespect!"

"Your the King!"

The courtiers knelt down, pleading desperately.

However, Di Xin, who was "deceived," would not listen to any advice.

"Insolence! My mind is made up, who dares to say another word!"

Soon, the attendant nervously brought over pen and ink.

Inside the main hall, Di Xin picked up a brush, dipped it in thick ink, raised it high, and aimed it at the palace wall.

Everyone's heart was in their throat.

Shang Rong, Bi Gan, and other veteran officials looked ashen-faced, inwardly groaning in despair.

It's done!

Upon Zhunti this scene, Zhunti was so excited that he almost revealed his True Body.

This time, it will be absolutely foolproof!

Yuanshi Tianzun also held his breath, waiting for that decisive moment.

However.

Just as the pen tip was about to touch the wall...

Di Xin's movements suddenly stopped.

He held the pen aloft, motionless, like a statue.

Then, to everyone's astonishment...

He slowly put down his pen, looked around, and a perfectly measured look of confusion on his face.

"What's wrong?"

Why am I here? Why am I holding a pen?

Everyone: "..."

Shang Rong and the others exchanged bewildered glances, completely baffled by Di Xin's actions.

What's wrong with Your the King today?

Why am I sometimes clear-headed and sometimes confused?

"Ahem," Shang Rong stepped forward and cautiously reminded him.

"The King just said he wanted to compose a poem for the Holy Mother."

"Writing a poem?"

Di Xin suddenly realized what was happening and waved his hand.

"Nonsense!"

"This is the sacred place of the Saint Mother; how can you graffiti here!"

"Alright, it's Shichen late. Now that the incense offering is finished, let's return to the palace."

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned around, flicked his sleeves, and strode straight out of the main hall.

Only the entire court of officials and three completely petrified Saint remained, bewildered in the wind.

Everyone: "???"

What's wrong with Your the King today?

That's strange?

He was so dramatic, praising us and asking us to write a poem, but then he picked up the pen and didn't write anything?

However, although everyone was confused, they all breathed a sigh of relief.

Not writing it is the best option!

If I were to write something disrespectful and incur the wrath of the Holy Mother, that would be a huge problem.

Then, everyone dared not delay and hurriedly followed Di Xin's steps, preparing to return to the palace.

Deep within the void, the expressions on the faces of the three Saint were extremely grim.

Especially Zhunti, who was completely stunned as he watched Di Xin's departing figure.

Failed?

It failed?