When Plans Fall Short of Change
The Witch and Demon Dao Scripture is a rare book of Daoist immortal level, but it does not contain any cultivation techniques.
It merely recounts the lich's way of survival and the trajectory of its development.
Very detailed.
If that were all it had to offer, Qing Xuanzi wouldn't have been so impressed.
Because this extraordinary book, if it falls into the hands of a prodigy with unparalleled talent, can enable one to comprehend cultivation techniques at the level of a Dao Immortal.
The most incredible thing is that it can be continuously comprehended by geniuses and prodigies, allowing them to learn different cultivation techniques at the Dao Immortal level.
That's what makes this extraordinary book so terrifying.
It can be said that the Witch Race or Demon Clan that obtains it is fully qualified to become the protagonist of the Primordial World.
As time passed, the entire Primordial World land was filled with heaven-defying techniques gleaned from this extraordinary book.
This extraordinary book suddenly appeared in mid-air above Buzhou Mountain when Qing Xuanzi returned to the Human Race Dao Palace.
Moreover, as if afraid that people wouldn't know, they directly packaged this book as a rare treasure possessing the aura of the Great Dao.
Qing Xuanzi snapped out of his thoughts, looked at the Kunpeng kneeling before him, and frowned.
There's not much room for maneuver: Zhurong, that scoundrel, shouldn't he have stayed in the Witch World?
How did I end up in the Primordial World?
"Kunpeng, what do you think I should do with you? Should we die, or should we die?"
Upon hearing this, Kunpeng began to scream wildly in his heart: This is outrageous! What do you mean by "death"?
So, I'm doomed to die? No, I want to live.
But he was very honest with himself, kneeling upright and saying, "Kunpeng is willing to Gonggong."
Qing Xuanzi was also helpless. Kunpeng was like an eel, slippery and elusive.
He always manages to find a chance to escape, and with a single sentence like "Gonggong," things become much more difficult for him.
Under the watchful eyes of all living beings in the Primordial World, it wouldn't be right for me to openly show favoritism.
Why not be blatant? After thinking for a long time, Qing Xuanzi decided to show favoritism. So what?
Just as he was about to speak, Hongjun's voice rang in Qing Xuanzi's ears. "Disciple, let me handle this. I know you're not good at dealing with the Witch Race, so it's better for me to bear the blame for this favoritism."
Qing Xuanzi nodded silently and transmitted his voice, "Then thank you very much, Master, for helping me out of this predicament."
Kunpeng stared blankly as Qing Xuanzi disappeared from the spot, in exchange for Hongjun's figure appearing.
He inwardly cried out in alarm: This old guy has never been shameless, we're doomed this time.
Before leaving, Qing Xuanzi seemed to know that Zhurong would be dissatisfied, and whispered in his ear:
"Next, Hongjun will impose punishments. If you cause trouble, hehe, I'll make you experience all Eighteen Levels of Hell Netherworld."
Zhurong shuddered upon hearing this. It was too cruel. That place was usually used to torture others.
If it turns out to be self-torture, what would that be like? But it seems like those punishments can't break through my defenses.
Right? It shouldn't be able to be broken.
Zhurong was excited at the thought, but then immediately became deflated.
No other reason than Qing Xuanzi seemed to know what he was thinking, and whispered in his ear, "I added the ingredients myself."
Zhurong was completely deflated. There was nothing he could do; the previous one to receive this honor was Luo Hou.
I've seen it for myself; the taste of it after being spiked... tsk tsk, you'll know once you try it.
"Zhurong is returning to the Witch World, and you are hereby punished to face the wall for a hundred years." Hongjun casually decided Zhurong's punishment with a single sentence.
Zhurong, who already dared not disobey, was even more delighted, as if he had won a prize, and shouted, "Zhurong obeys the decree of the Dao Ancestor!"
Hongjun nodded secretly, knowing full well that Zhurong's performance was due to pressure from Qing Xuanzi.
Fortunately, these guys are all muscle and brains, and Qing Xuanzi can keep them in line. Otherwise, it would be a real nuisance.
"Kunpeng, as Demon Master, if you do not enter the Demon Realm, you will be punished with eternal reincarnation."
As soon as Hongjun announced the punishment for Kunpeng, the entire Kunpeng demon became uneasy.
I knew this old guy would be biased, but I didn't expect him to be this biased.
It was a completely one-sided punishment. Zhurong was only punished by facing the wall for a hundred years.
Is this any different from punishing him by making him go back to take a nap?
I just went through countless reincarnations, is that something a human could do?
"Dao Ancestor, Kunpeng is not convinced." Kunpeng said with a thousand grievances and ten thousand complaints.
"Oh, what's wrong with you?"
"Why was Zhurong only punished with a hundred years of solitary confinement, while I was punished so severely?"
"Because the offenses are different. Zhurong merely escaped from the Netherworld, while you disobeyed the proclamation that 'Demon Clan must return to the Demon Realm.' What do you say?"
Hongjun narrowed his eyes slightly, his meaning very clear: If you keep babbling, I'll just turn you to ashes.
It's just a matter of reincarnation. When you return, you'll still Kunpeng. Is that what you call being repeated?
Kunpeng fell silent. He knew that Hongjun was favoring the Milky Way, but he dared not speak again.
If he were to speak again, he would probably be completely dead; you could tell from his eyes.
Seeing that Kunpeng had been subdued, Hongjun thought he would simply throw him into reincarnation to end the matter.
Suddenly, Di Jun and Tai Yi, and a group of high-ranking Demon Clan appeared before them.
"Di Jun and Tai Yi, do you think I wouldn't dare to destroy you?" Hongjun's words were cold, and the air was filled with a chilling coldness.
Di Jun and Tai Yi were completely bewildered: No, how did I get here?
Upon hearing Hongjun's voice again, she became even more terrified. Who had framed her?
"Dao Ancestor, we did not come here voluntarily, but were somehow summoned here," Bai Ze immediately began to explain.
In this situation, we must make things clear quickly, otherwise the Demon Clan may very well perish today.
In fact, Hongjun knew something was wrong as soon as he said it, since the entrance and exit were both in the Purple Cloud Palace.
They are not capable of being here.
Unless the Sages in the Purple Cloud Palace agree, but how is that possible?
He clearly did not detect anything unusual in his Dao body in the Purple Cloud Palace.
So the problem doesn't lie with the Demon Clan in front of us, then who is it?
"Master, it's the Great Destiny Technique. I sensed traces of destiny operating within them."
Fortunately, the Ancient Dao Tree's sentience has likely been reduced to merely maintaining its immortality.
Otherwise, they wouldn't be here.
Qing Xuanzi's telepathic message made Hongjun instantly understand: the operation of the Great Destiny Technique relies on the caster's intelligence and magical power.
The magical power is already present in the supernatural ability when the caster performs the spell, but the trajectory of its operation still needs to be determined by the spiritual intelligence.
If the Ancient Dao Tree's intelligence were still intact, such an abrupt situation would not have occurred.
This would be a disgrace to the reputation of the Great Destiny Technique.
When someone's Great Destiny Technique is activated, it's like a gazelle hanging its horns, leaving no trace.
It's nothing like this now, so incredibly awkward.
Just as Hongjun was about to dismiss the Demon Clan before him, he noticed a faint Kalpa Qi rising and surrounding Dijun and the others.
Hongjun was slightly taken aback: What kind of Great Destiny Technique is this? Is it just going to be done so directly and brute force?
If that's the case, I could do it too, especially with the Great Destiny Technique. It seems the Ancient Dao Tree's intelligence has been almost completely depleted.
"You all return to the Demon Realm first, no, wait here." After Hongjun finished speaking, he disappeared.
Originally, Hongjun wanted them to return to the Demon Realm to wait, but then he thought of the nature of the Kalpa Qi.
If they return to the Demon Realm, their influence will spread throughout the entire Demon Realm in an instant.
Hongjun also knew clearly that this great calamity was aimed at the Wu and Yao races.
Unfortunately, in the present Primordial World, the number of witch and demon races is pitifully small, and they are far from enough to support the spread of the Kalpa Qi.
He changed his mind and told them to wait where they were.