Immortal Father
Chapter 829 - 829 290 Chiyou's Remains on Display at the Exhibition Third Update

829: Chapter 290: Chiyou’s Remains on Display at the Exhibition [Third Update] 829: Chapter 290: Chiyou’s Remains on Display at the Exhibition [Third Update] Xuanyuan Huangdi pondered for three days and nights but still couldn’t figure it out,

“What wire got crossed in Li Dazhi’s head to actually organize such a viewing ceremony!”

Could this be made public?

If all of the Human Race came to know that he had Chiyou’s buttocks suppressed in the secret realm of Xuanyuan Palace for seventy to eighty thousand years, would he still want to show his face!

How would the clanspeople view him, their old Clan Leader!

The matter had already been handed over to Ping’an, and as for how Ping’an dealt with it, it wasn’t his place to ask more.

A few days before the preparation for Chiyou’s remains viewing ceremony, Xuanyuan Huangdi was indeed a bit irate,

but later, when Fenghou came to report on the movements of the various tribes in the Western Continent, he mildly persuaded a few words, and Xuanyuan Huangdi thought differently and was no longer annoyed.

“Your Majesty, though Li Dazhi’s actions seem somewhat absurd, they actually do have a good effect,”

Fenghou said with a smile,

“Chiyou is stubborn and arrogant, extremely full of himself.

This move by Li Dazhi is undoubtedly a huge humiliation for him.”

“Besides, most Qi Cultivators of the Human Race both loathe and fear the name Chiyou.

This viewing ceremony, once known, will undoubtedly reduce that sense of fear significantly.”

“If Chiyou successfully revives, he will surely harbor intense hatred for Li Dazhi, and with Li Dazhi being a Great Fate Holder, if Chiyou furiously targets Li Dazhi directly, he would naturally be pulled to the opposing side of the Great Fate Holder.”

“We take some risk by allowing Chiyou to revive, but with the Li father and son around, the risk naturally lowers to the minimum.”

Xuanyuan Huangdi sighed, “If the gathering place for Chiyou’s demonic power had been a heel or a rib, it wouldn’t matter.”

“This part is indeed a bit awkward.”

Fenghou spoke earnestly,

“Your Majesty, compared to such details, strategizing against the Demon Race is more important.”

“The incident of a Daoxian slaying three demons has cast sorrow over the entire Demon Race.

In the meantime, hundreds of Demon Kings have gathered again, they have moved several mountain ranges to form strongholds in the middle of the Western Continent, displaying a stance of stubborn resistance.”

“We have also prepared our spies within the Demon Race.”

“Once Chiyou is revived, we will create an atmosphere of ‘fight or perish’ within the Demon Race, forcing them to face us in battle.”

“The only uncertainty now is whether the demons would give up on Chiyou and flee without a fight.”

Xuanyuan Huangdi solemnly said, “If they give up on Chiyou, then we will firmly hold this forty percent of the Southern side of the Western Continent.”

“But Mount Ling is in the middle of the Western Continent, and with the Western Sect there, it’s like a fish bone stuck in our throat.”

Fenghou spoke with a heavy voice,

“Your Majesty, if you want to resolve the demon issue in the Western Continent, you might actually have to make some promises to the Western Sect when necessary, such as allowing the Western Sect to preach to the Human Race in the Western Continent.”

“Although this would cause much dissatisfaction among our officers and soldiers, the current situation forces us to make this reluctant concession.”

Xuanyuan Huangdi’s eyes lit up, and he laughed, “Feng, what is this?

You used to hate the Western Sect to the bone and were resolutely against negotiating with them, even saying that they have ulterior motives.

Once they start preaching and converting the people of the Western Continent, they will spread through all continents, making everyone adhere to their doctrine of servitude.”

“This…”

Fenghou lowered his head and made a Daoist bow, then looked up at Xuanyuan Huangdi and said in a low voice,

“These past days I’ve been divining daily, and it has never been a lucky sign.”

“The signs suggest, ‘Excess leads to deficiency, one cannot be solely complete, affairs do not go smoothly, the mind remains uneasy.'”

Xuanyuan Huangdi leaned back, the smile at the corner of his mouth disappearing.

Fenghou’s divinations had always been accurate.

Xuanyuan Huangdi frowned, “Could it be that the Western Sect will summon their Dao Soldiers or that the Sea of Blood Asura clan will join the war?”

Fenghou replied, “The secrets of heaven are muddled, it’s impossible to discern.

If the Ancestor were here, it would be better.”

“Does this mean we cannot initiate an attack on this battle and can only wait for them to strike first and then counter-attack?”

Xuanyuan Huangdi, supporting himself on the armrest of his chair, spoke slowly,

“Since that is the case, let’s prepare some contingency plans and take into account the worst possible outcomes.”

“Yes,” Fenghou said, “I’ll go to the Hall of Esteemed Sages right away.”

“Send someone to deliver a message to Li Dazhi,” Xuanyuan Huangdi commanded, “Tell him to handle this viewing ceremony well and not to cause too many casualties.”

“I shall take my leave.”

Fenghou bowed his hands and quickly departed.

Xuanyuan Huangdi clicked his tongue and sank into his round chair, gradually falling into deep thought.

Unfavorable divinations?

Had he overlooked something?

With Ping’an coordinating, all Three Teachings contributing, the Holy Mother and the Tongtian Sect Leader on their side, adding the two Human Emperors and their respective ministers—wasn’t this powerful group enough to overpower the Western Sect?

Would Chan Teaching become a hindrance?

Thinking it over, the uncertainty seemed to lie with Chan Teaching.

Xuanyuan Huangdi contemplated for a moment, stood up and went to the back hall to find his duty concubine for a moment of warmth, then changed into his Daoist Robe, donned his tall hat, and rode the clouds towards West Kunlun Mountain.

‘Would it be better to bring Ping’an along?’

‘Forget it, I can’t always rely on Ping’an to deal with the Three Teachings.’

‘Let’s talk to the teacher.

Even if Chan Teaching disapproves, this battle is inevitable…

It has really been dragged on for too long, and if we let the Western Sect delay us further, the fate of the Human Race might truly be severed.’

…

Li Ping’an recently, had been living the good life.

He only briefly enjoyed his newlywed status before hastily sending Ningning to the Holy Mother Palace, and now, with their reunion after a short separation, he was incredibly clingy.

Li Ping’an had finally understood why ‘the emperor rises late to the throne’ and why ‘a beautiful woman’s embrace is the grave of a hero.’

But the struggle must still continue.

Even just to keep on being annoying for a long, lasting time, he needed to establish a new order.