With You, I Am Convinced

Liu Mang stared at Di Jun without blinking, his eyes full of amazement.

"Wow, so this is what it means to be literally so mad you catch fire? I'd only heard of it before. Today I've finally seen it for myself."

The blazing True Sun Flame had wrapped Di Jun's entire body inside it.

But Liu Mang stood at Di Jun's side and did not feel the slightest scorching heat.

As expected of a Golden Crow born in the Sun Star taking form. This precise control over fire was something you had to admire.

Liu Mang rummaged in his robes for ages, only to come up empty-handed. He could only look at the roaring flames on Di Jun with a face full of regret and let out a long sigh. "Ah, with a fire this strong, not roasting something to eat is such a waste!"

When Di Jun heard that, his face turned so black that even the True Sun Flame could not hide it. The flames all over him trembled nonstop, and he almost lost control.

Di Jun: Having you around truly makes me convinced.

Can you be a little serious? I'm over here trying to give you a show of force, and you're waiting for the food to be served?

He had finally seen it for himself. When this Liu Mang fellow got cowardly, he feared death like his life depended on it.

But the moment he started giving up and going rotten, he courted death in every possible pattern.

As long as life did not end, death-courting did not stop. It was simply his truest portrayal.

And no one had any idea what was going on in his head. His thoughts galloped through the heavens like wild horses; there was no keeping up with his logic at all.

Di Jun watched Liu Mang keep poking his finger in and out of the True Sun Flame, staring curiously at his completely unscathed fingertip, and a hundred thoughts turned through his mind.

"Perhaps only someone with thinking as strange as his would truly dare to imagine how to kill Hong Jun!"

"Most people can't even say Hong Jun's name directly."

"Little Human Race member, should I say you overestimate yourself, or that you have every move calculated? You haven't even stepped onto the path of cultivation, yet you first schemed against us Quasi-Saints, and now you even dare to plot against Heaven!"

"If you can truly help me become a Saint, then being a chess piece is not impossible. But if I am to be one, I will be a chess piece that can leap off the board."

Di Jun knew Liu Mang's purpose. This was an open scheme. Even knowing there was a pit, he had no choice but to jump in.

Because the path to saving the Demon Race had already been blocked dead by Hong Jun. Apart from this, there was no other way!

Di Jun withdrew the True Sun Flame, looked at Liu Mang, and asked, "The Earthly Dao and Human Dao, which Hong Jun has never mentioned—why do you know of them?"

As for why he withdrew the True Sun Flame, it definitely was not because he could not stand that Liu Mang had already begun sticking his whole hand inside.

Liu Mang awkwardly pulled his palm back and looked at Di Jun with a face full of disdain. "If you won't let me touch it, then I won't. Stingy."

Not only did Liu Mang turn the blame around with his mouth, his mind did not stop either: You don't even know something like this? You think I read hundreds of Hong Huang novels for nothing?

If only my ability weren't lacking, or if I had transmigrated to when Hongmeng had first opened, Hong Jun, that little earthworm—heh, ptooey~

Aside from the Saint-attainment method Hong Jun told you all, and the Saints of the Human Dao and Earthly Dao, I also know about opening an inner world to prove the Dao, and adding three thousand Great Dao Laws to prove the Dao.

Eh, but I just won't tell you. That's what you get for being so petty. You won't even let me warm myself by the fire.

Of course Liu Mang would not say what he truly thought. He casually brushed it off.

"Oh, he didn't mention it? That's something from later. Around the Great Witch-Demon War, you'll pretty much see it."

"Hmm? He can foresee the future? A little like Zhu Jiuyin's ability!" Di Jun speculated inwardly.

Although he was probing Liu Mang's origins, his expression remained unmoving. "Then what is this Demon Dao about?"

Liu Mang seemed completely unaware of all this and said casually, "Of the three thousand Great Daos, all can become Dao! Is the Dao of demons not also a Dao?"

"Besides, as the Demon Emperor of the Demon Race, you think of a way to make all the demons of Hong Huang sincerely support you, then throw in a grand unity of all Hong Huang races. Using that to become the Saint of the Demon Dao—isn't that only natural?"

When Di Jun heard this, his whole body went numb. Proving the Dao is as simple as you make it sound... like hell it is.

He decided to broaden this little Human Race member's horizons, lest he keep being blindly arrogant. "What the hell do you mean, only natural? If becoming a Saint were that simple, why is there only one Saint in all of Hong Huang to this day, and that was even stolen from Pangu Father God? According to you, demons have the Demon Dao, ghosts have the Ghost Dao, devils have the Devil—"

Halfway through speaking, Di Jun suddenly froze. His eyes widened, and he looked at Liu Mang in disbelief.

"Hiss, Luohu! Holy shit, there really is a Demon Dao! The Demon Dao can truly prove the Dao?!"

For a moment, Di Jun did not know whether he should be shocked or happy.

This was like a man with a beauty sleeping beside him, yet he simply could not see her, and instead ran outside all day to be a bootlicker—and a sea dog at that.

Liu Mang only felt as if a flock of crows had flown past. "I've been talking to you for ages, and you were treating it like a joke? You believe me now, right?"

Could Di Jun not believe him?

Earlier, when Liu Mang had brought up the Demon Dao, he had already vaguely sensed something in the unseen.

Now, with the precedent of Luohu establishing the Demon Dao, Di Jun only felt that the Demon Dao had great prospects.

Liu Mang looked at Di Jun like he was looking at the landlord's foolish son. "I told you ages ago, proving the Dao is very simple, but you wouldn't believe me!"

For a moment, Di Jun did not know how to respond. "When you say it like that, you make me look very useless. Do you know that?"

He thought back over these past few kalpas and all the things he had done to become a Saint, and felt so wronged he nearly cried!

Who was it who, before the Dao Ancestor's three sermons and before he joined his body with the Dao, secretly ran over and humbly begged for a chance to prove the Dao?

Who was it who established the Heavenly Court to rule over the myriad races, joined with Taiyin Xihe Changxi, and wanted to use the Merit from establishing the Heavenly Court and the first heavenly matchmaker arrangement in Hong Huang to prove the Dao, only to prove absolutely nothing?

Who was it who, after seeing Nu Wa's opportunity to prove the Dao, eagerly came running over to observe the method of proving the Dao?

He had busied himself for more than half his life and had not even found the window to proving the Dao. In the end, Liu Mang had only said a few sentences, and he had sensed this opportunity.

Di Jun: Do you know how I've spent these tens of thousands of years?!

Liu Mang had no idea what Di Jun was thinking. Instead, he started egging him on again.

"How about it? Want to sneak around and become a Saint?"

"When the time comes, if Hong Jun dares to start trouble, you suddenly jump out and give him one big-ass slap!"

As Liu Mang spoke, he slapped the air, raised his brows at Di Jun, and wore a wicked grin.

Di Jun looked at Liu Mang, who was so enthusiastic about slapping Hong Jun across the mouth, and was utterly speechless.

You've really worked hard. I haven't even become a Saint yet, and you've already planned my entrance for me.

Di Jun said, "Why can Nu Wa become a Saint openly and honestly, her name shaking Hong Huang, but when it comes to me, I have to skulk around?"

Liu Mang had a look of bitter disappointment, as if iron had failed to become steel. If Xuan Du had asked that, the big-ass slap would already have landed on him.

"Are you really a Golden Crow who took form? Why do I feel like you're a wooden club that took form instead? Are you stu-pid? When the time comes, the two of you work one in the light and one in the dark. Nu Wa clashes head-on from the front, while you go trick him and launch a sneak attack. You rush up and hit him with a Lightning Five-Whip Combo. How is Hong Jun supposed to defend against that?"

Di Jun thought about it. He had to admit, what Liu Mang said made a lot of sense. But saying he was a wooden club turned spirit—he could not endure that!

Di Jun: I, Di Jun, will remember this grudge!

Di Jun looked at Liu Mang, unable to keep from smiling bitterly inwardly. He had probed for ages, yet he still had not the slightest clue about Liu Mang's origins.

After a long while, Di Jun finally made up his mind. "Who exactly are you? Time, or fate? Why are you telling me all this?"

Liu Mang said, "Didn't you already see? A Human Race member without even the strength to truss a chicken, a little punk who fears death, clings to life, and sees money with his eyes wide open!"

Liu Mang looked at Di Jun and smiled faintly, his expression completely calm. "As for why? You'll know in the future!"