I, the Human Emperor, Madly Writing Books to Create Emperors

Before the Human Emperor appeared, he had always felt this way!

Despair! Not a single glimmer of dawn!

"Who dares claim invincibility! Who dares boast of being undefeated!"

The youth soared into the sky!

Borrowing boundless power from the ages of eternity!

"Self-Transformation and Freedom! Self-Transformation for All Ages!"

Even an ant could shake heaven and earth! Could slay an Immortal King!

"It's this! It's here! I understand! I understand!!!"

Xuanyuan Shi felt as though he himself were that youth charging into the heavens, facing death without flinching.

In an instant, he grasped the profound meaning within the book!

It was the power of Self-Transformation and Freedom! The might of Self-Transformation for All Ages!

"The Great Law of Self-Transformation and Freedom!!"

Chapter 15: Laozi's First Disciple, Xuandu Descends the Mountain [Kneeling for Flowers and Tips]

Beyond the Thirty-Three Heavens, at the Eight Sceneries Palace!

As the Daoist field of the Sage Laozi, even the Demon Emperor Di Jun, whose cultivation had reached the peak of Quasi-Saint, dared not claim he could breach the gate directly.

"Xuandu, when will the Grand Pure Sage emerge from seclusion?"

Di Jun looked at the gatekeeper, Great Master Xuandu, his heart seething with irritation.

The mere sight of humans annoyed him, and the fact that a human had slain a Demon God of the Heavenly Court only deepened his hatred for the human race.

If not for the fact that Xuandu was the sole disciple of the Grand Pure Sage, he would have already struck him dead with a single slap.

Why would he still be standing here, wasting so much time with Xuandu, just to wait for a single word from Grand Pure Laozi?

As long as Grand Pure Laozi gave tacit consent, he would directly order his Demon Marshals to march to Shouyang Mountain and flay that Innate Human alive!

Xuandu, for his part, had been quite surprised by Di Jun's arrival.

The Demon Race and the Wu Clan were locked in a struggle for supremacy across the Primordial World—why would Di Jun suddenly seek out the Grand Pure Sage?

But Di Jun disdained to speak with him, merely waiting in silence for the Grand Pure Sage to emerge from seclusion.

Just as the atmosphere grew awkward, the door to the Grand Pure Sage's alchemy chamber finally creaked open with a rumbling sound!

In an instant, a rich fragrance of elixirs wafted out, filling the air.

Xuandu felt his spirit refreshed and his mind clear!

The barrier to the Primordial Unity Golden Immortal realm within him actually loosened slightly!

He was the first disciple of the Three Pure Sages, the true Senior Brother in every sense, inheriting the Grand Pure Sage's legacy!

If not for the limitations of his human roots holding back his talent, ascending to the Great Luo realm over these many years would have been a simple matter.

"Grand Pure Sage!"

Di Jun paid little heed to the dense fragrance of elixirs; he merely nodded respectfully toward an old man emerging from the alchemy chamber.

Even as the lord of the Demon Race, he dared not show disrespect to a Sage.

"Demon Emperor, what business brings you to my Eight Sceneries Palace?" The Grand Pure Sage's face was veiled by Chaos, his expression unreadable, as he asked in a calm voice.

"Grand Pure Sage, This Seat has come to visit the Eight Sceneries Palace for one matter alone!"

Di Jun stated his purpose directly, saying, "Some time ago, an Innate Human killed one of my race's Orthodox Gods."

"That man dwells on Shouyang Mountain. This Seat knows that the Grand Pure Sage has established a great teaching among humanity, with your Dharma image enshrined on Shouyang Mountain."

"I have come specially to speak plainly with the Grand Pure Sage: I beg your leave for my Demon Race's children to enter Shouyang Mountain, seize the rebel, and execute him!"

The meaning was simple enough.

For the Demon Race, killing an Innate Human was no more than a lift of the hand.

But the thorny part was that Jiang Chen dwelled on Shouyang Mountain.

That was the Human Holy Land, the very origin where Empress Nuwa and Grand Pure Laozi had become Sages and founded their lineages through human destiny and boundless merit.

To seize him without notice would be to slap the Sage's face.

Sages had no desires or pursuits, but their face was as weighty as Buzhou Mountain.

Of course, the two bald donkeys from the West were an exception.

At this moment, upon hearing Di Jun lay out the cause and effect, the Grand Pure Sage did not reply directly.

Instead, he was taken aback!

"A human... killed a Demon God of the Heavenly Court?"

The Grand Pure Sage found this matter extremely surprising. How could it be possible?

He thought to himself:

"When I established the Human Teachings and passed down the Golden Elixir Path to the Human Race, though I let them step onto the path of cultivation and gain Heavenly Dao merit to become a Saint, I also knew that the Human Race's foundation was shallow."

"Even this disciple Xuandu, being of the Innate Human Race and inheriting my Grand Pure lineage, has only just set foot into the Primordial Unity Golden Immortal realm."

"The Orthodox Gods of the Demon Race are the foundation of the three hundred and sixty-five Zhou Tian Star Dou Great Array, starting at least at the Primordial Unity Golden Immortal level. Could the Human Race possibly slay a Demon God?"

Was this Di Jun here to mock him?

But on second thought, in this Primordial World, who would dare to mock a Saint?

Tired of living?

The Grand Pure Sage was puzzled, and Xuandu was even more so.

He himself was of the Innate Human Race, and he knew well that his roots were far inferior to those of the Witch and Demon Clans.

Even among the Innate, compared to other Innate beings, he was a full hundred thousand miles behind.

It was only because the Grand Pure Sage had taken him as a disciple that he could step into the Primordial Unity Golden Immortal realm and hope to reach the Great Luo Realm.

But what of the other humans in the Primordial World?

Forget slaying a Demon God—it would be hard enough for them to even become an Immortal on the spot.

And with the Demon Race lurking around, harvesting humans as blood sacrifices from time to time.

Surviving was already a feat—slaying a Demon God?

"Demon Emperor, Your Majesty, surely you jest? When did the Human Race ever have the strength to slay a Demon God?"

Xuandu was suspicious, but relying on the Grand Pure Sage's backing, he steeled himself and stepped forward to ask.

"Hmph!" Di Jun saw Xuandu dare to come forward and question him, and let out a cold snort.

But he did not suppress Xuandu with his aura. Suppressing Xuandu in front of the Grand Pure Sage—he wouldn't do something so foolish.

Di Jun ignored Xuandu and continued speaking to the Grand Pure Sage: "In my Demon Race's Heavenly Court, one of the stars representing the three hundred and sixty-five celestial bodies has dimmed and cracked. How could it be false!"

The Grand Pure Sage was still pondering how the Human Race could have the strength to slay a Demon God.

Hearing Di Jun's emphatic words, he recalled that in this Primordial World, the Witch and Demon Clans had emerged with the World Tribulation.

At the beginning of the Tribulation, Dao Ancestor Hongjun had warned them not to casually interfere in the affairs of the Witch and Demon Clans.

The World Tribulation had its own ordained course.

With that in mind, the Grand Pure Sage wanted to clarify what was happening with the Human Race, as it concerned the foundation of his teachings and the source of his Attaining Dao. So he replied: "I will first send my disciple down to the mortal realm. If the Human Race truly has the power to suppress and slay a Demon God, then we will decide accordingly."

His words carried an unspoken subtext.

If the Human Race had the power to suppress and slay a Demon God, it would mean that the Golden Elixir Path he had passed down was clearly flawed.

This concerned the foundation of his teachings and could not be ambiguous.

Thus, he could not let the Demon Emperor act rashly.

Everything would wait until the truth was found, and then a decision would be made.

Though Di Jun was furious at the Grand Pure Sage's delay, he could not directly oppose a Saint's decision.

He could only grit his teeth and agree.

Finally, the Grand Pure Sage calmly said to Xuandu beside him: "Disciple, go down to the mortal realm and investigate the current state of the Human Race—whether they have the strength to kill a Demon..."

"Yes, Master!" Xuandu accepted the order, glanced at Di Jun, and then descended to the mortal realm.

As for Di Jun, the Grand Pure Sage kept him behind for tea.

He could not allow an enraged Quasi-Saint to strike at the foundation of his Human Teachings.

Chapter Sixteen: Seed of the Self, Xuandu in Shock! [Kneeling for Flowers and Tips]

The Primordial World stretched vast and boundless; even a Great Luo could not comprehend all directions in a single thought.