Rewriting the Investiture of the Gods in the Primordial Era

Zhunti chuckled lightly and asked, "Kunpeng, are you satisfied with your current life?"

Instead of directly answering Kunpeng's question, Zhunti asked him a question.

"What does the Saint mean?"

"Fellow Daoist Kunpeng, there's no need for us to be so distant. We both listened to the Dao Ancestor's teachings back then, and we are of the same generation."

As Zhunti finished speaking, Kunpeng grew even more confused. What was Zhunti plotting?

Is he serious? I tried to kill him for the Hongmeng Purple Qi back then. Even though we understood our karma, our relationship wasn't good. Why is Zhunti being so friendly?

"Fellow Daoist Kunpeng, for your kindness in giving up your seat back then, I was able to achieve Sainthood. We settled our karma in the Nether Blood Sea that day, and from then on, we owe each other nothing."

"But you are both among the Three Thousand Guests of Zixiao Palace, having listened to the Dao Ancestor's teachings together. You are all part of the Xuanmen, so why be so distant?"

Heh!

Kunpeng sneered inwardly. I don't believe a single word you're saying.

There are so many among the Three Thousand Guests of Zixiao Palace, and you haven't contacted anyone else. You've been a Saint for so many eons, and you only contact me now, right when a Calamity begins?

"I don't know what the Saint means. Please enlighten me."

However, a Saint is still a Saint. His power is undeniable, especially during a Calamity. Kunpeng didn't dare to offend him, so he spoke again.

"Fellow Daoist Kunpeng, I have come to discuss your future."

Upon hearing this, Kunpeng became even more confused, looking at Zhunti with unease and surprise.

"Kunpeng, let me ask you, what benefits have you gained by joining the Demon Court and obeying Di Jun and Eastern Emperor Taiyi?"

"Benefits?" Kunpeng frowned.

"Precisely!"

"Kunpeng, you were originally an innate divine spirit of the Primordial Era, a renowned innate great god, and a Great Divine Power known throughout the Primordial Era. In terms of foundation and cultivation, you are among the best in the Primordial Era."

"Except for a lack of opportunities and no Magic Treasures to protect you, how are you inferior to Di Jun and Eastern Emperor Taiyi?"

Kunpeng nodded unconsciously upon hearing this. He was born in the endless Northern Sea, transforming into a Kun when he entered the sea and a Peng when he ascended to the sky. His cultivation was profound, and among the Three Thousand Guests of Zixiao Palace back then, he was considered top-tier.

The Dao Ancestor had imparted the method of shedding the Three Corpses, and he had indeed shed the Three Corpses with a single thought. His profound cultivation was such that, let alone Di Jun and Eastern Emperor Taiyi, even the Three Pure Ones, Nuwa, Jieyin, and Zhunti, he was not necessarily inferior to them before they achieved Sainthood!

It was just that his opportunities were lacking, and he had no spirit treasures to protect him, making him slightly weaker this time.

But even so, he had condensed his Kunpeng True Form. With such divine abilities, ordinary peak Quasi-Saints, even those with Magic Treasures, were no match for him.

Back then, Hongyun, wielding the Ninety-Nine Soul Scattering Gourd, was still beaten until his physical body was shattered and he fled in disarray!

Seeing Kunpeng's expression, Zhunti was secretly pleased and spoke again:

"In terms of cultivation, you are no worse than Di Jun and Eastern Emperor Taiyi. The three of you were of the same generation, yet you are subordinate to them and are commanded by them."

"If there were benefits, it would be one thing, but I see that you still don't have any decent Magic Treasures to protect yourself, nor any innate spiritual roots by your side. In that case, aren't you being used by them for nothing?"

As his words fell, Kunpeng couldn't help but nod.

That's right. I am a Great Divine Power at the same level as you. We all listened to the Dao in the Purple Heavens Palace together back then. You give me nothing, no benefits at all, and I join your command and let you dictate my actions?

"Fellow Daoist Kunpeng, think carefully. You have been with the Demon Tribe for so many years, and besides the title of Demon Master, have you gained any substantial benefits?"

Zhunti's voice rang out, and Kunpeng immediately shook his head.

No benefits at all. Forget innate spirit treasures, I haven't even seen a single postnatal spirit treasure.

"Then, Fellow Daoist Kunpeng, in the years you've been with the Demon Tribe, have you made any significant contributions to the Demon Tribe?"

"Of course!" Kunpeng nodded directly.

Not to mention anything far back, but three thousand eons ago, I single-handedly stopped Liang Qiang, indirectly saving Lu Ya.

In the most recent three thousand eons, I led the billions of demons in the Demon Court to fight the Witch Tribe for a full three thousand eons. If there's no merit, there's at least hard work, right?

"If that is the case, Fellow Daoist Kunpeng, you lower yourself, are driven by others, labor diligently, yet receive no reward. Why is this?"

As Zhunti's words fell, Kunpeng's expression turned ugly. That's right. Di Jun and Eastern Emperor Taiyi, you two are being too much.

I work like an ox and horse for you, yet you show no appreciation and still feel justified in controlling me? I am a dignified innate great god, where is my reputation?

Kunpeng took a deep breath, looked at the Saint Zhunti before him, and bowed: "Thank you, Saint, for guiding me out of my confusion."

"If not for the Saint's enlightenment, I would still be in the dark, working for the two of them for nothing."

The Demon Court belongs to them, what does it have to do with me? I have nothing, yet they want me to be controlled by them. What a dream they have!

Zhunti smiled when he saw this. "Good!"

"With Fellow Daoist Kunpeng's intelligence, even if I didn't say anything, you would eventually understand."

"The Saint flatters me."

Kunpeng replied and said no more. Zhunti must have come to him with a request. Since Zhunti had brought this up first, he would naturally offer a solution later.

For a moment, the space became silent. After a long while, Zhunti cursed himself inwardly as an old fox and spoke again:

"Fellow Daoist Kunpeng, Di Jun and Eastern Emperor Taiyi do not consider you one of their own. Fellow Daoist Kunpeng should make plans early."

Kunpeng's gaze shifted, and he cupped his hands in a salute: "Please enlighten me, Saint!"

"Kunpeng fellow Daoist, I won't beat around the bush anymore. With your cultivation, there aren't many things in the Primordial Era that would catch your eye."

"What you need, fellow Daoist, are two things: the path to enlightenment and spirit treasures. As for enlightenment, that's something you must explore yourself. But for spirit treasures, I am willing to plan for you."

Kunpeng's eyes lit up, and he immediately asked, "What magic treasures are they, and how do we plan for them?"

In the Primordial Era, he was the poorest, and he didn't even have a decent spirit treasure in his possession. When others fought, they relied on magic treasures, but he relied entirely on his own materialized Kunpeng True Form.

"The River Diagram, the Luo Book!"

Zhunti's voice echoed softly, and Kunpeng froze on the spot.

Weren't those Di Jun's accompanying spirit treasures?

"During the Witch-Demon War, Di Jun is bound to die. If you accomplish two things, after Di Jun's death, the River Diagram and Luo Book will be yours!"

Kunpeng's heart pounded. He was incredibly surprised. Di Jun would actually die?

"Are the Saint's words true?"

"Naturally!"

"The Witch-Demon War is a fated event. The high-ranking members of both races will inevitably be annihilated. If you act as I say, you will escape this calamity. Otherwise, your life will be uncertain!"

Kunpeng's eyes narrowed as he considered the credibility of Zhunti's words. After a long pause, Kunpeng asked, "What do you need me to do?"

Seeing this, Zhunti revealed a satisfied expression and said, "It's very simple. First, slaughter the human race. Second, during the great war, take advantage of the chaos to seize the River Diagram and Luo Book. Once you take them, they will be yours!"

Kunpeng inwardly sneered. He knew it. Such a treasure wouldn't be so easy to obtain!

The human race had the backing of the Saints Nuwa and Grand Pure. The Three Pure Ones were of one entity; offending the Grand Pure meant offending all three.

He would be offending four of the Six Saints of the Heavenly Dao at once.

Slaughter the human race?

Did he have a death wish?

He hadn't seen any major issues in human territories despite the Primordial Era being in chaos for three Kalpas. Both the Witch and Demon races consciously avoided human lands.

They were trying to hide, and yet Zhunti wanted him to slaughter the human race.

"The Saint is joking. The human race was created by Saint Nuwa, and it is the place where Saint Grand Pure preached. How can I initiate a slaughter there?"

"Saint should find someone else. My fortune is not enough to obtain this supreme treasure."

Zhunti's expression remained unchanged. He glanced at Kunpeng and said serenely, "Fellow Daoist Kunpeng, do not be anxious. I never said you had to personally slaughter the human race, nor do I intend to slaughter the human race and cause widespread suffering across the Primordial Continent."

"But when a Calamity arises, the Primordial Continent will suffer, and as the two races fight, accidental injuries are inevitable."

"Among the Demon Tribe, there are quite a few newly born Demon Kings who do not recognize the might of Saints, and Saints would not bother with these juniors."

Kunpeng merely sneered, not taking any of Zhunti's words to heart.

Zhunti's expression remained calm. "Very well, since fellow Daoist Kunpeng is not interested, let's drop the matter of the human race. Today, neither of us has spoken of the human race."

"Fellow Daoist Kunpeng, in the next decisive battle, take the River Diagram and Luo Book and flee to the Northern Sea. These two Ultimate Innate Spirit Treasures will be yours from then on."

"I am the Demon Master of the Demon Tribe, and I am a member of the Demon Tribe. How could I harm my own tribe? Saint, do not cast me into injustice!" Kunpeng said expressionlessly.

If taking the River Diagram and Luo Book were truly that easy, with so many magic treasures in the Primordial Era, why would he not have a single treasure to protect himself?

Zhunti had been talking for a long time, spewing nonsense with no practical use.

"Fellow Daoist Kunpeng, you are too focused on the superficial. Heaven and Earth have their arrangements. The Witch and Demon races will rise to their peak and then decline. The Twelve Capital Celestial Gods Array and the Zhou Tian Star Dou Great Array seize the creation of Heaven and Earth and invade the mysteries of the sun and moon. They are not tolerated by Heaven and Earth."

"To damage the Zhou Tian Star Dou Great Array is your destiny. When the time comes, you will understand!"

As Zhunti's voice fell, the world spun, and Kunpeng's consciousness returned to his true form.

Looking at the familiar surroundings of the Demon Master's Palace, Kunpeng frowned. What did Zhunti mean by speaking so cryptically, not explaining anything clearly?