Do You Deserve to Be a Sage?

"Right now, Hong'er doesn't know where that power went..." Qin Hong blinked his big eyes and said pitifully, "Grand-Ancestor, did Hong'er cause a huge disaster? Please don't be angry, Grand-Ancestor! It's not good if you get angry and harm your health."

What the...

You actually have some self-awareness?

Under Qin Hong's verbal assault, the Saints couldn't help but be flustered again.

This little rogue, Hongjun already said he didn't blame him, and now he's saying this again, clearly forcing Hongjun to state his position once more!

Heavenly Lord of Original Beginning, Zhunti, and Jieyin, having experienced being put on the spot by Qin Hong, couldn't help but exclaim, "He knows what he's doing!"

"So it was Chaos Power!" After listening to Qin Hong's explanation, Hongjun revealed an expression of "I knew it," and "It's just as I suspected."

Qin Hong had committed a killing tribulation and was sealed in chaos by Tongtian. None of these matters were hidden from Hongjun, and besides, it would be impossible to hide them.

Being sealed in chaos for countless years, it's not impossible for some Chaos Power to have infiltrated his body.

Moreover, the endless chaos is too mysterious and vast. Even he, Hongjun, only knows a little about it. This way, everything makes sense.

Back then, Pangu, under immense resistance, fought against three thousand demon gods using Chaos Power. He died of exhaustion in the end, and only then did the Primordial Era come to be.

Therefore, Hongjun could only estimate how powerful Chaos Power truly was, as he had never truly approached it. He wouldn't dare to say he understood it completely...

In the current situation, he could only rely on Qin Hong's account and his own judgment.

As for Qin Hong's system, he naturally had no idea.

"This Chaos Power is mysterious and incredibly powerful. It's likely that Hong'er absorbed some of it but couldn't control it, causing it to surge out suddenly and destroy the Investiture of the Gods Scroll!"

"For all things and matters, there is a Heavenly Book of karma in the unseen. It seems that the emergence of the Investiture of the Gods Scroll was destined to have a tribulation. It's not Hong'er's fault!"

"Hong'er, don't blame yourself!"

At Hongjun's level of cultivation, there was no gray area. Having said it had nothing to do with Qin Hong, he completely absolved him.

"So that's how it is. Thank you, Grand-Ancestor, for clearing Hong'er's name!"

Having received Hongjun's corroboration, Qin Hong bowed, then turned his little head to look at the three Saints, Heavenly Lord of Original Beginning, Zhunti, and Jieyin:

"Grand-Ancestor said it has nothing to do with me!"

"You actually wanted to unjustly punish me, hmph!"

"You judged me before even figuring things out!"

Getting angrier as he spoke, Qin Hong directly put his little hands on his hips and pointed at the noses of the three Saints:

"With how you act, are you even worthy of being Saints?"

"You're embarrassing my father, my eldest uncle, and Aunt Nuwa!"

"You have no shame, but I, a junior, still have shame!"

"No wonder Second Uncle, all the disciples you take are useless drunkards. Your judgment is terrible!"

"Next time you take disciples, call me. I'll help you vet them. I don't need any thanks, just reluctantly give me a few Supreme Grade Innate Spiritual Treasures!"

In Zixiao Palace, three of the dignified Seven Saints, Heavenly Lord of Original Beginning, Zhunti, and Jieyin, were being verbally abused by Qin Hong, a junior, yet they dared not make any major moves. The scene was incredibly bizarre.

"And the two of you, no wonder the West is poor. It turns out you've done so many bad things that you've incurred heavenly retribution, hmph!"

Pfft...

"You..."

After being manipulated by Qin Hong again and again, even with Zhunti and Jieyin's good temperaments and acting skills, they finally couldn't help but spit blood.

From their mouths, a rich liquid-like Dao charm flowed out. This was the essence of their countless years of cultivation.

"Fellow Daoist Tongtian... your son... cough... is going too far!"

"Going too far..."

At this moment, Zhunti and Jieyin were completely enraged and couldn't even be bothered to pretend anymore. They directly revealed a fierce and murderous demeanor.

If Tongtian and the other Saints weren't present, they would have undoubtedly used thunderous methods to suppress Qin Hong.

"My son, Tongtian's son, you are not allowed to speak ill of him!" As he spoke, the Qingping Sword on Tongtian's back began to emit sharp sword energy again, giving the impression that if you speak again, I'll act.

Seeing Tongtian like this, Zhunti and Jieyin, no matter how indignant they were, didn't dare to make a move. They could only turn their anger into glares, their eyes burning with fire.

"Tongtian, you..."

"Enough!"

Hongjun, seated on the futon, said softly. Instantly, all the Saints in Zixiao Palace felt their souls tremble and their minds clear.

The violent aura on Zhunti and Jieyin instantly vanished without a trace.

Heavenly Lord of Original Beginning also lost his previous hostility.

The sword light on Tongtian's Qingping Sword ceased to surge and returned to peace.

Qin Hong felt as if he were wrapped in something, unable to speak or move. Only his eyes and ears could still function.

"You are all Saints, yet you quarrel like this. What is the meaning of this!" Hongjun said, looking displeased at all the Saints.

This caused all the Saints to quickly bow:

"Disciple knows his mistake, please punish me, Master!"

Heavenly Lord of Morality, Nuwa Niangniang: (We didn't do anything, but we're getting dragged down!)

"Rise!" Hongjun raised his hand, and a powerful force lifted all the Saints.

"Although the Investiture of the Gods Scroll has had an accident and is damaged, it is not beyond repair!"

"You all return for now, and I will repair it!"

"Then come back to sign the Investiture of the Gods Scroll!"

Hearing Hongjun's proposed solution, the Saints' expressions varied, but they still said:

"Yes, Master!"

At this moment, Qin Hong was stunned.

What is going on?

It can be repaired?

Are you kidding me?

"System, System, come out quickly!"

Qin Hong was in a panic. He had finally managed to destroy the Investiture of the Gods Scroll and break the original karma of the Sect of Interception, and now this old man was saying he could repair it? Was he playing with me?

"Come out quickly, stop pretending to be dead!"

"Host, do not worry, what you fear will not happen!"

After a while, the system's mechanical voice sounded.

"The Investiture of the Gods Scroll has been damaged once before. The original heavenly secrets and karma have already gone awry. Even if it is repaired, there will be a deviation!"

Receiving the system's answer, Qin Hong finally relaxed.

Just then, Hongjun's silencing spell on Qin Hong was also lifted.

With the events in Zixiao Palace concluded, the Saints began to depart.

Outside Zixiao Palace, the Heavenly Lord of Original Beginning looked at Qin Hong, whose hand was being held by Sect Master Tongtian, with eyes full of rage. He shot Qin Hong a fierce glance and did not linger.

"Father, if you keep glaring at people like that, won't your eyes go blind!"

All the Saints, including Qin Hong, had seen the Heavenly Lord of Original Beginning's expression.

What goes around comes around!

Sect Master Tongtian heard Qin Hong's words and chuckled affectionately:

"Of course. Otherwise, I wouldn't have taken twelve good disciples... Hehe!"

Pfft...

Sect Master Tongtian and Qin Hong's witty exchange completely overwhelmed the Heavenly Lord of Original Beginning. Moreover, since the Heavenly Lord of Original Beginning was not present, the other Saints reacted naturally and burst into laughter...

The Heavenly Lord of Original Beginning, flying away in a beam of light: That brat Qin Hong, Tongtian, Hmph!!!

After the Heavenly Lord of Original Beginning left, Zhunti and Jieyin glanced warily at Qin Hong and Sect Master Tongtian.

The scene of their confrontation with Sect Master Tongtian was still fresh in their minds. However, neither of them was ordinary. When it came to matters of face, nothing could stump them.

The two Saints beamed, like two old chrysanthemums:

"Fellow Daoists, we shall take our leave first. Farewell!"

Saying this, they shamelessly went specifically to bid farewell to Qin Hong: "Nephew, farewell!"