All the gods were discussing Ding Ling. In the end, some of them could not help but blame the Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King, feeling that he had meddled in things that did not concern him.
"If the Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King hadn't suggested that the Jade Emperor hunt down Lu Wenli—that is, Ding Ling—how could this have happened?!"
"Exactly. Lu Wenli was in the middle of an intense battle of wits with the Buddhist School. We only needed to sit back and watch the tigers fight to reap plenty of benefits and strengthen the Heavenly Court. That fool Li Jing actually joined forces with Nezha and the others to provoke trouble first! Look where that got us. Ding Ling is fine, but our Wen Qu Star Lord is dead!"
"Hmph! I think it's obvious that Li Jing is a traitor who's helping outsiders! He eats the Heavenly Court's food while smashing our Heavenly Court's rice bowl. He truly has no sense of honor!"
Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King Li Jing held an extremely high position in the Heavenly Court, with few who could compare to him.
But there were countless people who disliked him.
That was only because his combat power was not particularly high. There were too many gods who could contend with him, or even defeat and kill him.
Under such circumstances, how could Li Jing's repeated blunders not invite ridicule?
Li Jing understood every word they said, and his face flushed red with rage.
He was a tall, imposing man. His refined bearing carried a hint of martial valor, making him a scholarly general.
He held a seven-tiered pagoda that glowed with golden light in one hand. Clad in golden armor and wearing a golden helmet, he was spirited and radiant with every glance and movement, illuminating the entire hall!