Would an internal strife within the Profound Gate allow a Western Sect to reap the spoils?
Not only did Su Fu not believe it, but many people in later generations also didn’t believe it, speculating that it was probably the Heavenly Dao balancing things behind the scenes.
The so-called blood mosquito was precisely used by the Heavenly Dao to weaken the Western foundation, preventing it from flourishing immediately.
And what corroborated this theory was that during the thousand years Jieyin and Zhunti spent in seclusion repairing the lotus, many from the Profound Gate went to the Western Sect.
Randeng Daoren, Cihang Daoren, Wenshu Guangfa Tianzun, Puxian Zhenren… These originally Chan Sect Golden Immortals actually defected to the West one after another.
Moreover, Yuanshi Tianzun didn’t even get angry?
During the time the two Sages were in seclusion, the internal structure of the Western Sect also underwent great changes, leading to a shift in power.
There were even rumors that Daoist Duobao, whom Laozi captured in the Immortal-Slaying Array, took this opportunity to go to the Western Sect and even became the later “Duobao Tathagata.”
In other words, the Western Sect directly became his Buddhism.
The scheming was truly deep.
This was also one of Laozi’s great achievements: transforming the barbarians into Buddhists with one hand, allowing Daoism to absorb Buddhism.
In the end, although the West flourished greatly, Daoism still occupied the core.
The more Su Fu thought about it, the more she felt the waters here were deep.
Scheming and plotting, in the end, they still couldn’t out-scheme the Heavenly Dao.
And in the previous confrontation, precisely because of her reminder, the blood mosquito incident was directly butterfly-effected away.
But now, with Zhunti’s death, it was equivalent to replacing the cause and effect.
Did this count as another form of compensation?
Anyway, the result was the same.
The Western Sect still needed a thousand years—no, at least a thousand years to recover.
In other words, the fate of the Western Sect’s great flourishing being delayed remained unchanged.
The subsequent Western Journey would be far off in the distant future.
Then her compensation should also align with Hongjun’s calculations, right?
Su Fu, of course, knew that Sages were undying and indestructible, their souls entrusted to the Heavenly Dao, but it didn’t say Sages couldn’t be severely injured.
Rather than destroying the twelve-grade lotus platform, it was better to directly eliminate the main Sage behind it.
So, Ancestral Master, what do you think?
Sure enough, Hongjun didn’t say anything more. With a wave of his sleeve, chaotic energy surged, and the outline of Violet Heaven Palace appeared in the void.
“Tongtian, Yuanshi, Laozi, follow me back to Violet Heaven Palace.”
The three were silent, obediently following Hongjun away.
Jieyin Daoist stood alone in place, watching Hongjun’s departing back, his heart filled with bitterness.
At this point, what else could be done?
There was no way. This was the Profound Gate’s dispute. The Western Sect insisted on meddling in it, so they had to accept the outcome, win or lose.
They bet on the wrong horse, so they had to admit defeat.
Moreover, Hongjun even helped condense Zhunti’s soul. This was already an exception.
Otherwise, Zhunti would need even more time to recover.
Once Hongjun left, Jieyin Daoist also had no heart to linger. He directly took Zhunti’s soul and departed.
The Western Sect, from this point on, withdrew from the stage of the Great Desolation. For at least a thousand years, they would no longer have the power to stir up storms.
All the Sages were gone. The originally solemn and murderous battlefield suddenly fell quiet.
Only then did Su Fu let out a long sigh of relief.
Good, the Ancestral Master didn’t directly settle accounts with her.
Now, the Western Sect was completely kicked out of the game.
As for the Western Journey? Hehe, wait until Zhunti recovers.
With all the Sages gone, the great mountain pressing down on her head was finally removed.
Now that the Sages all thought the Investiture of the Gods Tribulation was about to end, with the Chan Sect and Sect of Interception both weakened and the Western Sect retreating in disgrace, all the big shots had left.
Then… couldn’t she stir up some trouble?
The Investiture of the Gods list could be plotted for!
Ahem… Thanks to all the friends for carrying the pot, leaving behind this excellent situation for her.
The Investiture of the Gods list was the core of this dungeon; she had to plot for it.
But a problem arose… Once she plotted for the Investiture of the Gods list, it would be equivalent to confronting the Heavenly Dao Hongjun behind it.
Remembering Hongjun’s methods just now, they were truly terrifying.
Sages before him were like quails, not even daring to resist.
Moreover, Sages were said to be undying and indestructible, coexisting with the Heavenly Dao, yet Hongjun directly solved it with a single Sage-Felling Pill.
Disobedient, huh?
Then I’ll make you fall from your Sage position first, and then deal with you slowly. That works, right?
This ability was simply overpowered.
In Hongjun’s eyes, so-called Sages were just a matter of a single pill.
And what she was plotting for, the Investiture of the Gods list, was a matter of stealing the sky and changing the sun. She would definitely have to confront Hongjun.
Difficult… but she had to take the gamble.
Otherwise, if this dungeon continued to develop, it would become too terrifying. Which round of Investiture of the Gods was this already?
Su Fu’s gaze swept over the dead or injured disciples of the Chan Sect and Sect of Interception.
They thought this was the first Investiture of the Gods, but they didn’t know this might already be one of countless cycles.
Each time, it was the same script, the same ending.
But the anomalies here were intensifying with each cycle.
Just like the Yaochi Banquet dungeon she had once entered, which had a very obvious gap compared to the real Yaochi Banquet.
But this Fengshen Yanyi, at first glance, actually had no sense of incongruity.
The plot logic was self-consistent, the characters complete, even forming its own operational system. Even Hongjun’s schemes, the Sanqing’s games, and the Western Sect’s defeat fit together seamlessly.
Perhaps compared to the real Investiture of the Gods, the only gap was in combat power.
But following this trend, as long as the Investiture of the Gods cycles were enough, the dungeon would eventually completely approach reality.
Like a top spinning at high speed, the later it goes, the faster it spins,偏偏 it was galloping down the correct path.
Thus, it absolutely could not be left alone.
According to the current dungeon classification, above Restricted Level EX, there was only one level left: Taboo Dungeon.
Once it became Taboo, it would be extremely difficult to stop, and might even spiral completely out of control, potentially even reverse-eroding reality and becoming a “calamity.”
She absolutely could not let the Investiture of the Gods dungeon evolve to that step.
Once the Great Desolation emerged, who could stand against it?
After Yuanshi Tianzun was taken away by Hongjun, only Deputy Sect Leader Ran Deng was left to manage the overall situation for the Chan Sect.
On the Sect of Interception’s side, Spirit Mother Gui Ling stepped forward to reorganize the remaining forces.
The disciples of both sects were now quiet as chickens, none daring to start any more disputes.
They had to behave. Their own sect masters had been scolded bloody by Hongjun and directly dragged back to Violet Heaven Palace for confinement.
Daring to jump out now would be seeking death.
After cleaning up the battlefield, Spirit Mother Gui Ling actively sought out Kong Xuan, her expression excited, and she bowed deeply.
“Many thanks, Fellow Daoist Kong Xuan!”
“If not for Fellow Daoist Kong Xuan retrieving the Four Swords of Zhuxian, how could our Sect of Interception have turned the tables against the wind? Fellow Daoist’s great kindness will be remembered by the entire Sect of Interception!”
In her view, it was Kong Xuan who turned the tide, directly allowing the Sect of Interception to pull back a round, deserving of thanks!
Kong Xuan felt awkward.
This wasn’t his credit at all; it was clearly Mother scheming behind the scenes.
But he couldn’t say it directly, so he could only politely reply, “Fellow Daoist is too kind. It was the united efforts of the entire Sect of Interception that led to victory.”
Just then, Spirit Mother Gui Ling, with a solemn expression, continued, “Since that is the case, I would like to ask Fellow Daoist to safeguard these Four Swords of Zhuxian. How about it?”
Kong Xuan was stunned.
Seriously?
Spirit Mother Gui Ling’s expression was solemn. “The power of these swords is too great; they can slay Sages. Although our sect has won now, we have also suffered severe losses.”
“The road to reconstruction ahead is long. If these swords remain within the sect, it’s hard to guarantee those shameless people from the Chan Sect won’t covet them!”
Her gaze was burning. “Only you, Fellow Daoist Kong Xuan, with strength and wisdom unmatched, can protect this treasure!”
To put it plainly, with Grandmaster Tongtian gone, the Sect of Interception currently lacked the ability to protect the Four Swords of Zhuxian, and they absolutely could not be seized by the Chan Sect. Therefore, they needed to be entrusted to a reliable ally.
And Kong Xuan was obviously the best candidate.
Kong Xuan:
He hadn’t expected Mother to be so recognized by Spirit Mother Gui Ling that she would entrust such a heavy treasure as the Four Swords of Zhuxian to him?
Since that was the case, he should naturally not fail this mission.
He solemnly accepted the Four Swords of Zhuxian, saying gravely, “Fellow Daoist, rest assured. While these swords are in my hands, I will not allow the Chan Sect to lay a finger on them!”
Spirit Mother Gui Ling nodded with relief. “With Fellow Daoist Kong Xuan’s word, I am at ease.”
When Su Fu effortlessly obtained the Four Swords of Zhuxian, her whole person was dumbfounded.
What the heck? No need for her to put in more effort? The swords directly fell into her hands?
Pie falling from the sky?
Su Fu was instantly moved.
“Good turtle! Good turtle!”
“Spirit Mother Gui Ling is truly a good turtle!”
“Indeed has a discerning eye for heroes!”
Chesia was also beside her claiming credit. “This matter went so smoothly, my persuasion was indispensable!”
“Mainly, although those people from the Sect of Interception have strength, when it comes to schemes and plots, they absolutely can’t play against those old schemers from the Chan Sect.”
“And the Kong Xuan you transformed into proved your unparalleled planning in battle, even able to scheme against Sages!”
“Not to mention your own cultivation is at the Quasi-Sage level, making you the number one person below the Sages.”
“Placing them in your hands is stable and secure!”
“Besides, with your Five-Colored Divine Light, only you can seize others’ things. Who can seize yours?”
“When I said this, Fellow Daoist Gui Ling was deeply convinced.”
“So she eagerly went to find Kong Xuan.”
Su Fu was gratified. “…It still has to be you.”
“Finally showing a bit of the true god, Serpent of Temptation, feeling.”
Chesia: “………………You’d better be praising me.”
But Su Fu thought, it was indeed this logic. A thousand words, ten thousand words, “Kong Xuan” led their Sect of Interception to a great victory for the first time. Of course they trusted him immensely!
Chesia was still chattering beside her. “Not that I’m saying it, but these four swords are too powerful!”
“That Sage Zhunti was directly sliced into pieces!”
“We absolutely have to take them.”
As she was speaking, Kong Xuan also performed a grand bow to Su Fu, saying respectfully,
“Mother, I have avenged this grudge, all thanks to your planning!”
As he spoke, a flash of Five-Colored Divine Light, countless magical treasures clattered to the ground.
He presented all the spoils he had collected to Su Fu.
“This is your child’s sincere intention. Many thanks, Mother!”
“I have also fulfilled my mission, Mother!”
Su Fu spotted the Seven Treasures Tree at a glance and was overjoyed: “You got everything?!”
“It’s Zhunti’s Dao proving Treasures!”
“Of course!” Kong Xuan puffed out his chest, proudly declaring, “The Five-Colored Divine Light can sweep away anything!”
“When I saw him fall, I immediately seized the opportunity and retrieved it.”
“I knew Mother would like it”
Su Fu quickly showered Kong Xuan with praise: “Excellent! You truly are my good son! You really understand your Mother’s heart.”
“My Kong Xuan is so amazing, he can even retrieve a saint’s Dao-providing treasure.”
“ In the entire primordial world, who can compare to you??”
“With you by my side, Mother is the richest person!”
“…..”
Su Fu launched into a tirade, praising the peacock so highly it made him smug.
He was overjoyed; he chuckled, as long as his mother was satisfied.
Kong Xuan suddenly understood— his mother liked collecting top-tier magical treasures!
Luckily his Five-Colored Divine Light was perfect for that, he had to get his mother as many good things as possible!
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