Do Bao's Discovery

"What is this?" Do Bao squeezed into the crowd, moving further inside.

It must be said that among the entire Intercept Sect, any disciple who deeply understood Tongtian's intentions was somewhat lacking in brains. Do Bao, as the chief disciple, was even more deeply favored by Tongtian, to the extent that his lack of brains was the most prominent among the Intercept Sect disciples.

He didn't even consider what kind of character would dare to make a move against this Human Emperor after the Three Sects' Investiture of the Gods was signed.

At least not someone a mere Quasi-Sage like him could participate in.

But he couldn't help his lack of calculation. Moreover, he relied on his profound cultivation, thinking that among the Primordial World, apart from a few Saints, their Quasi-Sage cultivation was the highest.

But what if there was a Saint inside?

The two Saintly brothers inside had joined forces to conceal the heavenly secrets, all for the sake of doing this thing. But they never expected that, with the Three Sects being so busy, this chief disciple of the Intercept Sect would actually be in the mood to participate in human affairs.

The aura of a Quasi-Sage on Do Bao's body grew stronger as he got closer to the inside.

The Saint inside frowned. He felt a powerful force approaching. The Saint's divine powers were naturally invincible, and his gaze swept over the people within a thousand meters, but they were all ordinary people, without such a powerful force.

Do Bao didn't notice anything, after all, the gap between him and a Saint was too great.

But that Saint also felt a chill down his spine. Who exactly was it?

To actually completely conceal their power?

He had even used a trace of his divine power, but still couldn't find the source of that power in the crowd.

Do Bao didn't know that at this moment, the Profound Yellow Bell was on him, the Innate Supreme Treasure was on him, concealing his aura. As long as he didn't release his power, he wouldn't be discovered.

The Saint inside searched several times but found no one, and couldn't help but feel uneasy. He thought to himself that he should hurry back after finishing the job. Doing this kind of thing really damaged his Saintly dignity, but for the sake of the West, everything was worth it! What did face matter?

At this time, Zhou Wang looked at the scene in the palace. The hall was incomparably magnificent, with five colors floating like gold, surrounded by myriad lights.

Golden Boys and Jade Maidens were in pairs, holding streamers, pagodas, and chains, with Ganoderma and Ruyi scepters.

The jeweled tents rustled, and colorful phoenixes flew together.

Beside the jade green bed, there were dancing cranes and soaring phoenixes.

The sandalwood throne was crafted with dragons and phoenixes in flight.

The fluttering strange colors were unusual, the golden furnace emitted auspicious smoke, curling auspiciousness rose into purple mist, and the silver candles shone brightly.

Zhou Wang's face was indifferent, "Hmph, it's even more magnificent than my palace! Truly..."

Shang Rong quickly said, "Your Majesty, be careful what you say!"

The Saint in the room rolled his eyes and suddenly performed a technique. Suddenly, a gust of wind rose from the ground, not coming from the east, west, north, or south, but appearing as if from nowhere.

The curtains fluttered, revealing the statue of Goddess Nüwa.

A beautiful young woman sat on the shrine, with a beautiful appearance, heavenly beauty, unmatched in the world.

Moreover, in Zhou Wang's eyes, it was not a wooden or stone sculpture at this moment, but vividly lifelike.

Zhou Wang's mind fell into confusion again, his throat moved slightly, seeing that this Nüwa was truly a fairy from the pistil palace descending to earth, Chang'e from the moon palace coming into the world.

An ancient saying goes: "When a country is about to prosper, there must be auspicious signs; when a country is about to perish, there must be evil omens."

Zhou Wang suddenly felt dizzy, his vital essence stirred, and evil arose from his heart. Seeing Goddess Nüwa's statue was so beautiful at this moment, how could he restrain himself?

His soul drifted, and lewd thoughts arose. He secretly mused to himself, I, the King, am the Human Emperor, with countless beauties in the harem, yet none can compare to Nüwa!

What a great pity!

The more he looked at the Nüwa statue, the more he found it incomparably beautiful. Such a woman was truly hard to find in the world!

"Cough, um... bring brush and ink!"

The servant hurriedly brought them and handed them to Zhou Wang. Zhou Wang took the brush and wrote a poem on the white wall of the palace:

Phoenix carriage treasure tent, a sight so rare, Adorned with gold, a skillful display. Distant mountains curve, a jade hue takes flight; Dancing sleeves flutter, reflecting sunset's light. Pear blossoms with rain, vying in delicate charm; Peonies veiled in mist, flaunting alluring form. If only such allure could stir and move, I'd bring her back to Chang Le to serve the King I love.

Before Shang Rong could stop him, Zhou Wang had already finished writing. "Good words, good words!"

"Your Majesty!! This is not acceptable! Erase it quickly!"

Zhou Wang said displeased, "Shang Rong, what do you mean by this? Do you think my calligraphy is not good?"

Shang Rong was also made foolish by Zhou Wang's words. He looked carefully and said, "Your Majesty's calligraphy is indeed very good, especially the words 'alluring and charming,' even more like... alas! Your Majesty, you almost led me astray. Erase it quickly! Goddess Nüwa is a Sage. Not to mention her ability to mend the heavens, just her care and protection of the human race ensures favorable weather and makes the people happy, with timely rains and peaceful times. But today, Your Majesty has written such impolite words, which is a desecration of the Sage and not the act of a wise ruler. Quickly wash it away!"

Zhou Wang said displeased, "I only see that Nüwa's appearance is peerless. What's wrong with writing a poem? I am praising her! There is no other intention. Shang Rong, you five ministers should not say more. Besides, I am the Human Emperor, the honored ruler of the human race. Isn't it good to leave such wonderful words for the people to see?"

After speaking, he actually flicked his sleeves and left.

Leaving Shang Rong stomping his feet and sighing repeatedly.

All of this was seen by Do Bao, and he found it too puzzling!

There was something wrong with Zhou Wang's behavior, and coupled with the demonic aura-filled black gas just now...

No, this matter must be told to Master.

Thinking of this, Do Bao slowly retreated and then returned to the Immortal Mountain.

Wang Yuan was sitting at the foot of the mountain, waiting boredly.

"This Little Mouse is too slow! When he comes back, I must spank him!"

As soon as he finished saying this, Do Bao sneaked in. His true form was a mouse, and even after shedding his mortal body and cultivating to the Quasi-Sage realm, he still couldn't change his nature, which made Wang Yuan glare!

"Little Mouse!"

After entering the Immortal Mountain, Do Bao's cultivation was suppressed to the extreme, just like an ordinary person. He was startled by Wang Yuan's shout.

"Grandpa..."

"Why are you only back now?? Where did you go wild! Just like your good-for-nothing master, you're making me worry!"

"Look at you master and disciple, one can't even guide Qi into the body after cultivating for a long time, and the other is sneaky..."

"And..."

By the end of his rant, Wang Yuan was parched and could say nothing more. Only then did he ask, "What exactly is going on? Whose family is getting a bride? Is it a general??"

Do Bao: ...

Can't you think about something else?

"Grandpa, that's not it. Actually, Zhou Wang is offering incense at the Nüwa Temple."

Oh?

Wang Yuan's eyes lit up. He knew about this event. So, the Investiture of the Gods had already begun?

Zhou Wang offering incense was the starting point of the Investiture of the Gods. Speaking of this Zhou Wang, he was something else. He was against the Immortals and Gods, yet he still went to offer incense? He should have smashed her Nüwa Temple and had everyone believe in the ancestors. The Human Race was doing well, yet they used Immortals and Gods to bind themselves.

However, Wang Yuan still had a good impression of Zhou Wang. This man dared to defy the trend of the times, opposing Immortals and Gods, and resisting the feudal lords. Although he ultimately failed, he had at least fought!

"Grandpa... I feel like something's not right..."

"What's not right?" Wang Yuan was pondering that since the Investiture of the Gods had begun, he might as well have some fun. Of course, it was impossible for Wang Yuan to leave the Immortal Mountain.