Immortal Father
Chapter 806 - 806 281 'Thieving Woman'_2

806: Chapter 281 ‘Thieving Woman’_2 806: Chapter 281 ‘Thieving Woman’_2 “Thus, it is in accordance with the rules!”

The furious Grey Sky King cursed, “You wretched woman, you’ve set a trap for this great king!”

“Hmph!”

Zi Yao Xianzi’s pretty face was icy cold, wielding authority without even displaying anger, her graceful figure radiating a faint aura of authority as she coldly said,

“Now, the Heavenly Court has not yet been established, and although the Human Race responds in unison, the Hundred Clans obstruct them, even demanding that the Heavenly Emperor treat the Hundred Clans and the Human Race as equals, which is absurd!

“If you do not understand rules, today there are hundreds of thousands of Human Race celestial soldiers here, ready to exterminate these beings of unknown origin and deceptive intentions.

Who dares to object!”

Grey Sky King furiously said, “You!”

Zi Yao Xianzi simply did not give him a chance and continued,

“Moreover, Grey Sky King, burdened with karma and laden with sin, rightly should be the first creature to be executed upon the establishment of the Heavenly Court.

And yet here he makes a mockery of the Heavenly Dao, proclaiming himself a sage, how laughable!

“Do you truly represent the Hundred Clans?

“Do these transformed creatures you brought along truly represent the Hundred Clans?

“What are the Human Race scholars waiting for?

Why don’t they capture all these creatures from the Hundred Clans who intend to disturb the assembly and are suspected of plotting to assassinate the Heavenly Emperor!”

A group of Human Race Qi Cultivators roared in agreement, sending over a hundred thousand streaks of light rushing towards the white clouds.

Zi Yao Xianzi indifferently said,

“Should there be any who resist, it will merely confirm the assassination attempt, and they may be executed.

“Of course, this humble Immortal is merely providing a suggestion to His Highness the Heavenly Emperor, His Highness the Human Emperor, and all the gentlemen of the Human Race.

As for myself, this matter doesn’t concern me much.”

She then turned and walked back to her own corner.

She did not look at the chaotic scenes outside, nor did she watch how the Human Race Qi Cultivators easily surrounded the ten thousand creatures from the Hundred Clans and effortlessly captured them.

Li Ping’an and Xuanyuan Huangdi exchanged glances, perceiving the deep meaning in each other’s eyes.

Xuanyuan Huangdi was smiling.

Li Ping’an was…

worried about his own future prospects.

Goodness, his initial thought was to act before the Huangdi and simply annihilate these creatures from the Hundred Clans, but Zi Yao Xianzi, also known as the Queen Mother of the West, had done what he himself often did—solving the immediate dilemma with a simple few words using the reason of ‘not following the rules.’

This great female power was indeed not to be trifled with.

However, Li Ping’an now found himself needing to think about how to develop a ‘jester,’ that is, to cultivate a minister like those he had used in the past in ASEAN, who could serve as his sword.

When he sat on an imperial throne, he often found himself constrained by the seat of power beneath him, unable to act freely.

Xuanyuan Huangdi loudly said, “Grey Sky King, let the clan leaders of the Hundred Clans who can represent them come and collect these promising youths from the Hundred Clans.”

Grey Sky King angrily said, “Xuanyuan!

The Hundred Clans will not let you go!

Fellow Daoists of the Western Sect!

Are you just going to stand by?”

On the White Jade Lotus Platform, the four elders furrowed their brows.

One elder Daoist pondered for a moment and slowly said, “Your excellency the Heavenly Emperor, the demands of the Hundred Clans, in fact…”

Clang!

A streak of golden light suddenly burst forth from outside the Holy Mother Palace.

On the cloud platform, the figure of Jinling Saint Mother turned into Spiritual Energy and disappeared, unknownst to others when she had left the Holy Mother Palace; she suddenly drew her sword and struck.

In that instant, it felt as though the only thing left between heaven and earth was that streak of golden light.

The cosmos trembled, The Great Dao resonated, and the tall figure of Jinling Saint Mother guided the beam of golden light, piercing through the cosmos in a blink.

The complexions of the four elder Daoists changed drastically, their sitting Lotus Daises shining with celestial light.

But it was too late!

Those below the Dao Realm of Golden Immortal could only see the flickering golden light; the Lotus Daises were instantly knocked away, and the form of Jinling Saint Mother appeared where the Lotus Dais had been, tossing an arm and hand upwards.

The high-skilled onlookers could barely make out the scene—the four elder Daoists, in their desperation, exerted their full strength, but could not stop Jinling Saint Mother.

The figure of Jinling Saint Mother showed eight jade arms in shadow, brazenly smashed the Lotus Dais aside, casually cutting off an elder Daoist’s arm and severely damaging his Primordial Spirit.

“Heh.”

Jinling Saint Mother slightly pursed her lips, casually sheathed her sword, muttering with some dissatisfaction,

“I was intending to slay a major demon as a gift for the Heavenly Emperor, why did you four have to speak?”

With that, Jinling Saint Mother shook her head lightly, flickering twice, and returned to her spot on the cloud platform to sit composedly.

She looked up in the direction of Grey Sky King, who was fleeing swiftly, and in a blink, he was out of sight.

Emerging from a great tripod, Immortal Taiyi silently took a yellow talisman, placing it over his mouth.

Immortal Huanglong chuckled, “What’s the matter?

Should our Chan Teaching make a statement?”

“Today, this poor Daoist practices silence.”

Immortal Taiyi lifted a cup of tea to his lips, focusing on enjoying the examination of the young Human Race Qi Cultivators.

Many immortals began to take notice of Zi Yao Xianzi, sitting in a corner of the cloud platform.

She was looking down, tirelessly working on the ‘homework’ assigned by the goddess Nüwa.

This homework could not be completed in under half a year.

…

Speaking of those four Jie Yin disciples of Zhunti, they returned to Mount Ling in a sorry state.

The armless old Daoist cursed unceasingly but immediately consumed some Elixir Pills and swallowed a Spiritual Root, allowing his severed limb to be enveloped by celestial light, which would later need only the expulsion of residual sword intent to regenerate the limb.

—The old Daoist’s most severe injury was to his Primordial Spirit.

The four hurried to a small courtyard on the back mountain, kneeling at the courtyard’s entrance, beginning to sob.

They complained about the Jie Sect’s excessive bullying;

They cried out that the Heavenly Emperor disregards everyone.

Just then, the courtyard door creaked open, and a mild-mannered elder Daoist stepped out, his simple ochre robe bearing not a single patch, his whole being radiating a warm aura.

Jie Yin’s second disciple, Immortal Calamity.

“Alright, my four junior brothers, your teacher understands the grievances you’ve suffered.

The Jie Sect is powerful, and for now, let’s not stoop to their level.

When the Dao Immortal Tribulation arrives, we shall settle our scores with them together.”