Di Jun's Scheme

Inside the Heavenly Court, in the Lingxiao Treasure Hall.

Di Jun and Eastern Emperor Taiyi stood side by side, both with gloomy expressions on their faces, looking extremely grim.

The Demon Army fled back in disarray, their morale plummeting to rock bottom.

In this War of the Wu and Demon and the Demon King, the Demon Clan suffered a crushing defeat, a truly devastating loss.

Back then, they were so ambitious and full of vigor.

They believed that by pooling the power of the Demon Clan, they could wipe out the Wu Clan in one fell swoop, and then, with the momentum of a great victory, unify the Primordial Wilderness and achieve unparalleled greatness.

But reality gave them a harsh slap in the face.

It turns out that in the eyes of the Wu Clan, their Demon Clan was not a real opponent at all.

The goal of the Wu Clan has always been the supreme Dao Ancestor, the Heavenly Dao that governs the order of heaven and earth!

The hall was deathly silent, the atmosphere oppressive.

"Big brother..." Taiyi finally couldn't help but break the suffocating silence, his voice hoarse and tired.

"Brother, this battle... we lost terribly."

"The Demon Clan race has suffered heavy casualties, and now the Demon Clan is filled with fear and unease."

"Everyone's worried that the Wu Clan might one day come knocking on our door and wipe us out."

Upon hearing this, Di Jun's expression remained grim, but his eyes regained some composure.

He slowly shook his head. "The Wu Clan will not attack the Heavenly Court. If the Wu Clan truly wanted to destroy my Demon Clan, they wouldn't have let us leave before, at the Buzhou Mountain."

"Zhou Ming is a man of deep thoughts. He must have his reasons for letting us come back."

"Their display of power was primarily intended to establish their authority and to warn the Ten Thousand Races of the Primordial Wilderness."

"Their Wu Clan Demon Clan, but the lofty Dao Ancestor, the Heavenly Dao!"

"As for the Demon Clan itself..." Di Jun paused, a resolute glint in his eyes.

"The priority is appeasement. This matter will be handled by Baize, with you assisting him."

"Open the Heavenly Court Treasury, reward those who deserve it, bestow gifts upon those who deserve them, and make sure to stabilize the morale of the army."

Taiyi frowned, his worry undiminished. "Brother, after this crushing defeat, our Demon Clan race has suffered a severe blow, and the prestige of my brother and I has plummeted."

"I'm worried... what if someone within the Demon Clan develops disloyal intentions?"

Di Jun snorted coldly, "No need to worry!"

"As long as you and I, brothers, are still alive, and as long as the Monster Summoning Banner remains in our hands, no demon will dare to make the slightest move!"

"Our most urgent task now is to recover from our injuries and regain our strength as quickly as possible."

"Let the Demon Clan also seize the time to rest and recuperate, and restore their vitality."

"Once we've both recovered from our injuries..." A ruthless glint flashed in Di Jun's eyes, "We'll go to the North Sea and seize Kunpeng's Primordial Hongmeng Purple Qi!"

"What?" Taiyi was startled upon hearing this.

"Brother, Kunpeng is Demon Master of my Demon Clan race, and nominally a member of my Demon Clan."

"If we attack him, wouldn't... wouldn't that cause even greater instability within the Demon Clan?"

Di Jun abruptly waved his hand, his tone resolute. "The Demon Clan is unstable internally? Heh, we can't worry about that now!"

"Before the great war, I also thought that my Demon Clan, by gathering the power of the Zhou Tian Xing Dou, would surely be able to sweep away the Wu Clan and unify the Primordial Wilderness."

"At that time, you and I, brothers, will be able to use this boundless Fortune and Merit to Prove the Dao and become a Saint and roam freely between heaven and earth!"

"However, the battle of Buzhou Mountain completely woke me up!"

Di Jun's voice was filled with deep helplessness and resentment, "The power of the Wu Clan far exceeds our imagination."

"With them around, there's no way my Demon Clan can unify the Primordial Wilderness! That path is already closed!"

"Therefore," Di Jun took a deep breath, his eyes burning with a mad flame, "If you and I, brothers, want to become saints, if we truly want to control our own Fate..."

"Then the only option is to seize the Hongmeng Purple Qi!"

He stared at Taiyi and said, word by word, "That Kunpeng, as Demon Master, hid in the North Sea during this great battle and didn't contribute a single ounce of strength."

"At that time, we will use his betrayal of the Demon Clan as a pretext to rightfully seize his Hongmeng Purple Qi! Let's see who dares to say a word!"

Taiyi's lips moved as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't speak.

Di Jun seemed to sense Taiyi's hesitation and continued, "A wisp of Hongmeng Purple Qi is not enough."

"We brothers need at least two!"

"After we obtain the Hongmeng Purple Qi from Kunpeng, we'll then seize a portion from Nuwa or those two in the West!"

"In this way, both you and I, brothers, will have the opportunity to become saints!"

Upon hearing this, Taiyi gasped in shock. "Brother, Nuwa is Direct Disciple the Dao Ancestor, and also the Empress Wa of our Demon Clan."

"Fellow Daoist Fuxi has also rendered great service to our Demon Clan. Isn't it... unreasonable for us to attack Nuwa?"

"Moreover, although those two from the West are Named Disciple, they still have the title of master and disciple with the Dao Ancestor."

"If we steal their Hongmeng Purple Qi, the Dao Ancestor will hold us accountable..."

"Dao Ancestor?"

Di Jun sneered, "If it were before, I would naturally have had some reservations."

"But now, you and I, brothers, have no way out! This is our only chance to become saints!"

"Moreover, times have changed! The Dao Ancestor has been severely injured by the Pangu's Will, and he will not recover within Yuanhui!"

"Even if the Dao Ancestor recovers, whether he would dare to appear openly in the Primordial Wilderness is still a question." "Yuanhui! That's enough for us to do many things!"

"As for Nuwa..." Di Jun pondered for a moment, "She is, after all, the Empress Wa of my Demon Clan race."

Attacking her directly is indeed inappropriate and could easily provoke criticism within the Demon Clan. We'll see how things go later.

"If there's truly no other choice, hmph, to achieve sainthood, I'll even steal Nuwa's Hongmeng Purple Qi without hesitation! Those who achieve great things don't concern themselves with trifles!"

"Without becoming a saint, one remains but an ant! You and I, brothers, are we truly content to forever remain subservient, beholden to others, and act according to their whims?!"

Taiyi fell silent.

He knew that Di Jun had made up his mind.

This road is fraught with danger; a single misstep could lead to utter destruction.

But as Di Jun said, it seems they had no other choice.

If one does not become a saint, one will remain an ant in the end.

After witnessing the immense power of Pangu's Will and the humiliation of the Dao Ancestor and the Heavenly Dao.

Their yearning for the realm of Saint reached an unprecedented peak.

After Taiyi long silence, Taiyi slowly nodded, a mad flame also burning in his eyes. "Alright! Big brother! I'll listen to you!"

"It's just Hongmeng Purple Qi, right? Let's grab it!"

"Hahaha! Good brother!" Di Jun laughed, and the frustration in his heart seemed to dissipate a lot.

He patted Taiyi on the shoulder. "That's my good younger brother, Di Jun!"

After a moment of silence, Di Jun patted Taiyi on the shoulder, his tone softening. "Taiyi, go and handle the internal affairs of the Demon Clan with Baize first."

"Appease the demons and minimize the impact."

"Once everything is settled, you and I, brothers, will immediately return to Sun Star to seclude ourselves and heal our injuries as soon as possible."

Taiyi nodded heavily. "Yes, Big Brother."