How can some saints be even more vicious than Yuanshi Tianzun?

Chapter 143 How can some saints be even more vicious than Yuanshi Tianzun?

"It's much better than before. Although no star god has been born yet, the starry sky feels very different to me now. This is probably because Di Jun and the others led people to sort out the starry sky before."

"There's a hint that the return of the Star God might not be just empty talk."

Wang Shu's feelings were extremely complex, including sadness and joy.

She knew that the Star God might return, but it was only a guess.

Now she sees a glimmer of real hope.

"These changes were caused by the Four Emperors of Heaven."

The Four Heavenly Emperors are actually all among the Star Gods, and they hold extremely high positions among the Star Gods, ranking as Star Lords, second only to the Star Mother.

"The return of the Four Emperors has brought some changes to the starry sky, so I see the possibility of the Star Gods returning. Perhaps they perished because they were born too early. If there had been a Heavenly Court back then, they—"

Qingyi understood what Wangshu meant.

In Qingyi's eyes, the Star Gods should indeed belong to the Heavenly Court.

The Heavenly Court should indeed be the power that rules over the primordial world.

It's just not the Heavenly Court we know now.

"Fortunately, they are unable to return for the time being, otherwise the power of the thieves would have been strengthened for no reason."

Wang Shu understood the current situation, so she felt somewhat fortunate.

"Don't worry, they'll be dealt with soon."

at the same time.

Hell.

"Your Majesty, that mosquito raised by the Styx River keeps bothering the work of the Underworld. Could you perhaps suppress it in the eighteenth level of Hell to teach it a lesson?"

While flipping through his thick work notes, Zhen Yuanzi complained to Houtu.

Houtu sat upright on the imperial throne, yawning as she gestured with her hand.

A mosquito that had been forcibly recruited and was now flying around in the underworld ended up keeping company with a black tortoise.

"Alright, I've sent it to keep the old turtle company. You can work in peace now."

Just as things were settled here, Styx slid in on his knees, wailing in pain.

"By the grace of Empress Pingxin."

"Could you make an exception this time? I'll definitely keep a close eye on my mosquito this time. This is the only mosquito we can handle in the Blood Sea. Suppressing it would really delay our cultivation."

Before Pingxin could speak, Zhen Yuanzi became dissatisfied.

"Fellow Daoist Styx, how many times has this happened? We absolutely cannot release them this time."

"Fellow Daoist Zhen Yuanzi, every family has a disobedient child, right? You—"

The two started arguing.

Houtu remained silent, sitting on the imperial throne and constantly feeling sleepy.

She treated their arguments as nothing more than a lullaby; she was used to it.

You laborers just need to do your work, but I, the saint, have many more things to consider.

I wonder if the sons who stayed on Buzhou Mountain have cultivated new bloodlines.

Oh, and I also need to find time to go to Beihai again.

I heard that after the demon race migrated to the North Sea, they had nothing to do and spent their days researching new blood food.

I need to go and see if I can get some new varieties to try.

Di Jun and Tai Yi, who were diligently working on the construction of Beihai, exclaimed, "Hmm?"

Suddenly, Houtu, who was feeling drowsy, sat up straight.

Zhen Yuanzi and Minghe, who were arguing, were startled and quickly shut up.

"You can continue."

Houtu casually uttered a sentence and then calmed her mind.

"Oh, isn't this the Daoist boy from Zixiao Palace?"

It turns out that Haotian contacted Houtu through the power of the Heavenly Dao.

Haotian could not hide the truth from Hongjun even if he used the power of the Heavenly Dao, but Haotian also knew that even if he went to the Underworld in person, he could not hide it from Hongjun.

So let's just keep in touch like this.

If you want to stop me, then stop me; if you don't, I'll continue.

"Greetings, Lady Pingxin."

Haotian felt an instinctive surge of anger upon hearing Houtu's teasing.

But it was quickly suppressed, and in a sense, Houtu was right.

So everything he's doing now is to escape this background.

Once he becomes the overlord, let's see which of you still dares to call him a Taoist disciple.

He, Haotian, intends to quietly amaze everyone under the hegemonic rule of numerous sages.

"What do you want?"

Houtu asked, and casually pulled Nuwa and Fuxi of the human race into the chat group.

This action was exactly what Haotian wanted.

"I have met the Holy Mother and the Sage Fuxi."

Haotian bowed to each of them, and even glanced at Fuxi.

This is his role model.

"Your Majesty, Haotian knows that his virtue is insufficient and wishes to travel through the Six Paths of Reincarnation to experience the way of life of all living beings in the primordial world in different identities. I hope Your Majesty will grant me permission."

Haotian didn't dare to keep them in suspense and directly revealed his purpose.

Houtu, Nuwa, and Fuxi were all taken aback.

Are you sure?

Houtu's voice immediately became full of interesting meaning.

Haotian was startled.

"Pingxin, please don't misunderstand. I want to preserve my true spirit, just like the sage Fuxi did back then, to go through the cycle of reincarnation."

"I see."

Houtu's voice became lazy again, "No way."

Preserving your true spirit, isn't that just a benefit to you?

I thought you, the Heavenly Emperor, had descended to the mortal realm and didn't want to continue, and really wanted to give up everything.

Haotian was embarrassed. He had met Houtu before and knew her temperament.

But to my surprise, he didn't give me any face at all. He is, after all, the Heavenly Emperor.

Nuwa smiled but remained silent.

Fuxi seemed to be deep in thought. "Your Majesty, may I ask you something?"

"Of course, just say what you want to say, we're all on the same side."

With permission granted, Fuxi looked at Haotian.

"Fellow Daoist Haotian, what kind of being do you wish to be reincarnated as?"

"Human race".

Haotian saw hope.

Fuxi frowned. As clever as he was, he understood what Haotian was planning.

Not only him, but even Houtu could see it.

Houtu scoffed, "Look at Fuxi, you still call him 'fellow Daoist,' that's giving him face, and he's already taking advantage of it."

For the first time, Haotian felt that some saints were even more vicious than Yuanshi Tianzun.

The difference is that Houtu is a simple-minded person who is disgusting and then forgets about it, while Yuanshi is someone who is disgusting to you all the time.

But I really couldn't stand listening to that anymore.

For the greater cause, I will endure!

"Haotian, you've seen it too. You want to use the Six Paths of Reincarnation. Even if I agree, it won't matter. After all, you want to go to the human race. The Holy Mother and the Heavenly Emperor are both there. You have to get their consent first."

Haotian had already made preparations.

"What do the Holy Mother and the Emperor need Haotian for?"

Haotian knew he would have to pay the price.

Fuxi remained silent, while Nuwa said, "I need to consider this."

"Yes, thank you, Holy Mother. Haotian will await your news. If there is anything I can do to help, Haotian will do my utmost!"

Haotian now understands that it is the Holy Mother who has a broad vision.

This is his only hope at the moment.

The group's cultivation levels quieted down.

Houtu suddenly woke up, without even looking at Zhen Yuanzi and Minghe, who were still arguing.

In a flash, he left the underworld and headed straight for Mount Buzhou.

"Nuwa, my sister!"

Sure enough, she and Nuwa arrived at almost the same time.

She knew Nuwa would definitely come to ask Qingyi.

She wasn't sure herself, so she had to come and ask.

"Greetings, Lady Pingxin."

Fuxi also came.

"Since we're here, let's all come together."