The First Demon of the Chan Sect-Chapter 68 - 14 Hong Jun Three Lectures Part 2

68: Chapter 14 Hong Jun Three Lectures (Part 2)

68: Chapter 14 Hong Jun Three Lectures (Part 2)

“Master, I am dissatisfied!” At this moment, Taiyi suddenly stood up and looked toward Hong Jun, “Considering Jieyin and Zhunti are not from the East, it is indeed biased to grant them the foundation of the Great Dao just because they are disciples of the master.

It lacks fairness!”

Although Taiyi’s words were reasonable, they offended Jieyin and Zhunti.

Jieyin, wholly devoted to pursuing the Great Dao, perhaps might not take it to heart.

However, Zhunti, a true hypocrite, would surely hold a grudge for these words.

Sure enough!

Upon hearing this, Jieyin’s expression grew even more sorrowful, while Zhunti glared at Taiyi with a venomous look filled with deep resentment.

“Although these two were born in the cold lands of the West, they are destined to perform a great Merit in the future.

They are Heavenly Determined Saints!

No need to discuss further!” Hong Jun said, expressionless.

Taiyi glared hatefully at Zhunti for a moment, then had no choice but to step back.

As six of the seven Saint Positions were already taken, the crowd became exceedingly anxious, prostrating and desperately pleading.

Hong Jun’s eyes shimmered with divine light; he sighed after a moment and said, “Fine!

This strand of Hongmeng Purple Qi shall be given to you all!” With that, he flicked his hand and dispatched the final strand of Hongmeng Purple Qi.

The Hongmeng Purple Qi fluttered and flew above everyone’s heads, everyone watching it greedily, hoping to obtain this last thread of Hongmeng Purple Qi.

After fluttering in mid-air for quite a while, the Qi darted and floated into Hong Yun’s body.

Initially startled upon receiving the Hongmeng Purple Qi, Hong Yun then showed a face full of ecstatic joy, almost dancing with delight.

Seeing Hong Yun receiving the Hongmeng Purple Qi, the crowd became noisy once again, and Zixiao Palace turned into a boisterous ocean.

Kunpeng, seeing Hong Yun lose the cushion and almost everyone except Li Qingming who touched the cushion achieving Saint Position, naturally bore grudge against Hong Yun, Jieyin, and Zhunti.

Seeing Hong Yun obtain the last Hongmeng Purple Qi, anger surged in him uncontrollably.

With a chilly gaze at Hong Yun, a streak of bloodthirsty fierceness flashed in Kunpeng’s eyes.

Hong Jun, observing all these, smiled slightly then shook his head, sighing, “It is time, it is fate!”

Li Qingming watched coldly from the side, thinking to himself, “Hong Yun truly deserves death!

An outsider who neither disciples under Hong Jun nor has a strong backing, and yet is blissfully ignorant in his joy over this hot potato.

Does he not realize that there are preordained destinies in this world?”

As the arguments in Zixiao Palace grew fiercer, Hong Jun suddenly unleashed a terrifying aura.

The immense presence made the entire space stagnate.

Only then did everyone realize that this was Zixiao Palace, the arena of a Saint.

All promptly prostrated on the ground, chanting in unison, “Master, we know our sins!”

With an expressionless face, Hong Jun withdrew his aura and said, “The Great Dao has fifty, Heaven operates forty-nine!

Under the Heavenly Dao, although the Saint Positions are numbered, all creatures still have a sliver of chance.

Those with great wisdom and perseverance could also find that sliver of opportunity to become a Saint, enjoying the Infinite Tribulations in peace!”

Hearing this, the crowd reacted with either joy or dejection, some pondered while others showed fierce looks.

It is said that those who could listen to the Dao in Zixiao Palace are all greatly wise and resolute.

Hong Jun’s words were essentially telling the crowd, if you wish to become a Saint, you must eliminate those with Hongmeng Purple Qi and seize it to prove your path.

But the first six were disciples of Hong Jun, not to mention whether they could be killed—if one were to kill these six, it would incur karma with Hong Jun.

The wrath of a Saint is not something mere mortals could bear.

Only Hong Yun!

With no disciple relation with Hong Jun, and lacking powerful friends or backing.

As long as Hong Yun was killed, wouldn’t the Hongmeng Purple Qi be up for grabs?

Thinking this, everyone’s eyes turned toward Hong Yun.

Most in the hall were at the Early Stage of Daluo Golden Immortal, who, although coveting the Hongmeng Purple Qi, knew their limits and withdrew the thought seeing Hong Yun’s unfathomable cultivation.

However, individuals at the Peak of Daluo Golden Immortal were not so easily deterred.

For instance, Kunpeng, as well as Di Jun, Taiyi…

How ridiculous that Hong Yun was still oblivious and even forgot to thank Hong Jun.

Truly deserving of death!

Li Qingming looked at everyone’s expressions, his heart dripping with cold sweat, and he cursed inwardly at Hong Jun.

“This old man is so cunning!

He clearly doesn’t rely on the Hongmeng Purple Qi to become a Saint.

It’s just that without Hongmeng Purple Qi, one cannot lodge their Primordial Spirit in the void nor have endless Mana.

Yet, he shifts all the blame towards Hong Yun at this moment, really setting up Hong Yun!

Impressive, truly impressive!”

Hong Jun looked at everyone, his face calm, and said in an even tone:

“The Heavenly Dao is not yet complete, and I have been favored by the Heavenly Dao to control the Creation Jade Disc.

Although there is a slight chance of life for all things, it’s not obvious.

Therefore, I wish to merge with the Heavenly Dao to fill this gap.”

Upon hearing this, everyone once again prostrated themselves on the ground, crying and kowtowing, “Master is merciful!”

Hong Jun looked at the people prostrating on the ground and said:

“Since Pan Gu God created Heaven and Earth, and through numerous Primordial Meetings, I have collected many Spiritual Treasures.

Now, these treasures hold no meaning for me, I shall bestow them to you!

Place these many treasures on the Treasure Division Cliff outside the palace!

Disperse now, each depending on their fate!”

Upon hearing this, everyone’s eyes sparkled with golden light.

Without waiting to thank Hong Jun for his gift, they rushed towards the Treasure Division Cliff like lightning.

Meanwhile, Li Qingming was relaxed, slowly taking his steps outside.

Li Qingming knew very well that the Treasure Division Cliff was enveloped by Chaos Qi all year round.

To obtain the treasures inside, one must forcefully break through the Chaos Shield with great power.

Moreover, each of those abundant Spirit Treasures was preordained with a rightful master.

It wasn’t about who got there fastest.

Thus, Li Qingming was not in a hurry at all.

What is yours will be yours, why forcefully contend for what is not?

The Treasure Division Cliff was located a hundred meters outside the Zixiao Palace, over a void.

The thousand-meter rock, covered in dense Chaos Qi, seemed to produce a brilliant glow, making the entire cliff appear to steam with haze and overflowing with fairy mist.

It felt as though this place connected directly to the Dao, inherently a mysterious place for cultivation and understanding the Dao.

By the time Li Qingming arrived, people were already surrounding the Treasure Division Cliff, each using their methods to collect Spiritual Treasures.

Some obtained one piece, some obtained several, and others got nothing at all.

Laozi stepped forward, threw the Tai Chi Diagram onto the Treasure Division Cliff, and the dense Chaos Qi was forced to split to both sides.

Dozens of Spirit Treasures were pulled up by the Tai Chi Diagram.

Primordial waved the Pangu Banner, sucking the Chaos Qi in front of him into the Banner, then with a light flick of his hand, gathered thirty-odd Spiritual Treasures.

The most exaggerated of all was Tongtian, who cavalierly split the Chaos Shield with one hand and casually grabbed hundreds of Spiritual Treasures, stowing them in his storage space.

Comparatively, Zhunti and Jieyin were less fortunate.

Despite their forceful techniques, they managed only a handful.

Combined, the two gathered only about twenty Spiritual Treasures.

Looking at Zhunti’s greedy eyes sweeping over the crowd, it was obvious he was again harboring ulterior motives.

Li Qingming recalled from future novels that all said the Treasure Division Cliff was an Ultimate Treasure.

Thus, after everyone had finished collecting, he took the entire Treasure Division Cliff and its contents into the Qiankun Tripod.

Seeing this, everyone regretted deeply.

The Treasure Division Cliff could withstand the immense pressure of countless Spiritual Treasures, how could it be ordinary?

Now that it belonged to someone else—what could they do?

Unable to do anything, everyone descended from the Chaos and returned to the Primordial.

Jieyin and Zhunti also headed towards the West.

Only The Three Pure Ones, Fu Xi, Nuwa, Li Qingming, Li Qingquan, Houtu, Netherworld River, Zhen Yuanzi, and Sun Ling remained.

With a smile exchanged amongst themselves, they joined hands and returned to the Zixiao Palace!