Xuanmen Spokesperson

"Dao... Dao Ancestor, I was just kidding. You're not really going to..."

Randeng was a bit flustered.

"Hao Tian can handle serving tea and water by himself," Hongjun said slowly. "I have other matters to arrange for you."

Upon hearing this, Randeng breathed a sigh of relief.

What was I thinking!

This Great Desolation isn't a romance novel, no matter how you look at it.

Even so, it still startled me.

"Your command, Dao Ancestor, and I shall not flinch from death!" Randeng immediately pledged his loyalty.

Seeing how sensible this Transmigrator Randeng was, Hongjun decided not to hold back.

"I know your origins. As a variable in the Great Desolation, you should have been eliminated by my own hand."

"However, seeing how sensible you are, I'll give you a chance."

Hongjun's idea was simple.

He was the spokesperson for the Heavenly Dao, so he bore all the Heavenly Dao's burdens.

Why shouldn't he find a spokesperson for himself, the Dao Ancestor, to take the blame for him?

Although Hongjun didn't say it explicitly, Randeng understood.

He knows I'm a Transmigrator!

Instantly, Randeng felt like his back was covered in thorns, and he broke out in a cold sweat.

"Dao... Dao Ancestor, what do you mean by that?"

Randeng's speech began to stutter. Being a Transmigrator was his biggest secret.

"Your System has already been destroyed by the Heavenly Dao. Do I need to say more?" Hongjun stated the facts with a blank expression.

Randeng's heart finally sank.

But then he thought about it again, and it seemed like a good thing.

After all, the only one he could rely on now was Hongjun. What was embarrassing about being a pawn for the Dao Ancestor?

If you don't do it, someone else will!

"From now on, your disciple will follow the Dao Ancestor's lead!" Randeng quickly bowed.

Hongjun nodded.

"Oh, and one more thing."

"There are quite a few Transmigrators in our Great Desolation. Be careful when you do things for me."

Randeng: ◑.◑

Randeng's mind was in an uproar.

What does that mean?

He's not the only Transmigrator?

Without the System's "brain-dulling halo" effect, Randeng understood instantly.

No wonder there are so many variables appearing in this Great Desolation.

So it's all Transmigrators!

"Randeng."

"Your disciple is here."

"I am currently planning to merge with the Dao. I cannot personally attend to every matter in the Great Desolation. Today, I officially appoint you as the acting agent of Xuanmen to handle matters for me in the Great Desolation."

Hongjun did not tell Randeng that the Heavenly Dao was actually complete and flawless.

Upon hearing this, Randeng quickly responded, "I am willing to share the Dao Ancestor's worries!"

Hongjun nodded with satisfaction.

With a wave of his sleeve, two immortal lamps emitting an inextinguishable spiritual light appeared in Zixiao Palace.

"These are the Heavenly Lamp and the Earthly Lamp. They share the same origin as the Spirit Coffin Lamp in your hand."

"Using these three lamps to sever your corpses will significantly reduce the difficulty."

Seeing the Heavenly Lamp and the Earthly Lamp, Randeng had only two words for Hongjun: Loyalty!

Wow, this is so much better than a System.

Randeng accepted the two immortal lamps, his gaze towards Hongjun filled with unwavering loyalty.

"Dao Ancestor, I have a question. Does severing the Three Corpses require treasures of the same origin?"

After collecting the Heaven, Earth, and Human lamps, Randeng thought of this question.

He had seen many such sayings.

Hongjun shook his head.

"Being of the same root and origin just makes it easier to sever the corpses. Did you really think the method of severing corpses relied entirely on external objects?"

Severing the Three Corpses was indeed a shortcut compared to proving the Dao through strength.

However, it also required the person severing the corpses to possess great willpower; otherwise, they wouldn't be able to sever them at all.

The Three Corpses were the cultivator's own desires.

"Disciple understands," Randeng said respectfully.

"By the way, Dao Ancestor, disciple has one more matter..."

"Why don't you just take me as your adopted son!"

Upon hearing this, Hongjun almost fell off the cushion on the high platform.

Wait, you still want to be my adopted son?

"Yeah, look how sincere he is. Just take him as your adopted son," Zhang Hao's voice suddenly came.

There's some fun here. He came over when he smelled it.

Hongjun steadied himself and looked towards the void of the Heavenly Dao, his eyes clearly stating:

Are you bored?

Zhang Hao's voice echoed in the void of the Heavenly Dao with obvious amusement:

"Look how sincere Randeng is. He kowtowed nine times. He's almost worn through the doorstep of Zixiao Palace. Such filial piety is truly moving!"

"Besides, you're the dignified Dao Ancestor, the leader of Xuanmen. What's wrong with taking a godson?"

"It's good to have one more person to look after you in your old age, right? He can also help with chores."

"Look at Hao Tian and Yao Chi, those two kids. They must be so bored guarding Zixiao Palace every day. Having someone to play with them would be nice."

Hongjun took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and tapped his fingers unconsciously on the cushion.

This Heavenly Dao fellow must be bored and wants to watch some drama again!

What do you mean by looking after me in my old age, chores, and playing games... This guy definitely has no good intentions!

But then again, although Randeng was outrageously thick-skinned and his actions were a bit... peculiar, he was indeed a "talent."

He knew when to adapt and when to advance or retreat.

Most importantly, he was "one of us" now.

Knowing the secrets of the Transmigrator and the System, and being under his control, he was more trustworthy than those Great Powers of the Great Desolation with their own agendas.

Another godson... it doesn't seem entirely impossible to consider?

The main reason was that the Heavenly Dao was fanning the flames from the side. If he refused, who knew what tricks he might play.

Hongjun reopened his eyes, his gaze falling on Randeng. The look in his eyes was indescribably complex, containing helplessness, scrutiny, and a hint of resigned compromise.

"Randeng," Hongjun spoke, his voice returning to its usual calm.

"Work hard, and if things are done well, there will be a day for that."

Don't worry about anything else for now.

Just draw a picture of the future for Randeng. He didn't say which day anyway.

Upon hearing this, Randeng felt as if he had heard such words somewhere before.

But he quickly dismissed the thought.

"Yes! Disciple will work hard for Dao Ancestor."

Randeng couldn't be more excited at this moment.

A dead end had been turned into a path forward!

Seeing that things were almost settled, Zhang Hao threw the three Innate Supreme spiritual treasures he had created to Hongjun.

The Coiling Dragon Crutch, the Three Treasures Jade Ruyi, and the Qingping Sword.

They were all made from the origin he obtained from the System.

Upon seeing the three treasures, Hongjun understood the Heavenly Dao's intention.

"Randeng, there is something you need to do."

Hongjun displayed the three magical artifacts.

Randeng was stunned. Weren't these three spiritual treasures with the Ancestor Witches?

Could it be that Dao Ancestor personally took action to punish the Ancestor Witches?

"These three spiritual treasures have been re-evolved by the Heavenly Dao. Take them to the Four Pure Ones for me."

After speaking, Hongjun thought for a moment and took out a ruler imbued with the power of merit.

A Post-celestial Merit Supreme Treasure, the Hongmeng Measuring Heaven Ruler!

The most supreme artifact of merit, unmatched in slaughter, and it slays without karmic consequence.

"The Four Pure Ones are one. Give this artifact to Li Shou; he will understand."

Hongjun personally funded the bestowal of the Hongmeng Measuring Heaven Ruler upon Li Shou.

Besides saving face for the Four Pure Ones, he also wanted to see how Li Shou, the "Fourth Pure One," would react.

Accepting this supreme artifact of merit meant acknowledging Pangu's merit in separating heaven and earth.

Randeng hadn't expected the Dao Ancestor to task him with delivering the treasure.

Such trust placed in him.

"Disciple understands!"

While Randeng was visiting Hongjun, the Demon Clan was not idle either.

After several thousand years, they had mostly recovered.

Furthermore, due to cultivating in the Thirty-three Heavens, several Demon Saints had broken through to the early Quasi-Saint stage.

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