The First Demon of the Chan Sect
Chapter 410 - 98 Arrangement

Chapter 410: Chapter 98 Arrangement

"What? Li Qingming?"

The crowd plunged into chaos again, with murmurs and discussions rising among them, yet the admiration in their eyes was unabated, clearly shining through.

Xiao Tian felt as though a thunderclap had exploded in his mind, his heart nearly coming to a stop. He swallowed with great difficulty and raised his head cautiously to steal a glance at Li Qingming, before immediately bowing it down low again, and asked in a soft voice, "Is it the Northern Emperor from the Demon Court of years past, who now, in the Heavenly Court, commands myriad thunders, the Gouchen Emperor?"

Li Qingming cast a faint glance at Xiao Tian, and said, "Correct!"

"This, is this for real?" This time, Xiao Tian was thoroughly unsettled. This was just too far-fetched!

As everyone knows, God Gouchen Li Qingming belonged to the Demon Race, while Li Qianqiu came from the genuine Human Clan – two beings from races as different as could be, claimed to be blood brothers. Who would believe such a thing?

At this moment, the Yin Dragon and Yang Dragon exchanged glances, then directly knelt down before Li Qingming, performing a ritual with three prostrations and nine kowtows. They shouted aloud, "Yin Dragon and Yang Dragon express our gratitude for the generous grace of the Saint!"

Li Qingming furrowed his brow slightly, somewhat puzzled, and said, "What connection do I have with you?"

The White Yang Dragon said with utmost reverence, "Holy Father may not be aware. Though we reside in West Niu Hezhou and have long lived in the Yin Yang Realm, we are after all descendants of the Dragon Clan. Holy Father’s compassion in creating Jianhua Dragon Pool and establishing the Dragon Gate has prolonged the bloodline of our Dragon Clan. Naturally, we owe a great debt to you. It is a mandate that whenever the members of our Dragon Clan meet the Northern Emperor, His Majesty Li Qingming, we must perform the three prostrations and nine kowtows!"

Li Qingming laughed heartily and said, "Enough, enough. You all are brothers and subordinates of mine, naturally we are all one family. From now on, you may cultivate peacefully in this Yin Yang Realm. If there is an urgent matter, you may take this object and seek me at East Sea Penglai Island."

As Li Qingming spoke, he pulled out a lustrously verdant jade pendant from his storage space and tossed it to Xiao Tian, continuing, "After a thousand years, when my brother reincarnates again, it will be time for you to emerge once more!"

"Respectfully following Holy Father’s decree!" Everyone bowed in unison, their voices ringing out clearly.

"Disperse now!" Li Qingming waved his hand and walked slowly towards the small hill.

At this moment, Red Silk was still holding Li Qingquan’s chilly corpse, sitting silently atop the hill. The tear stains on her delicate face left white streaks across her tender cheeks.

"You must be Red Silk!" Li Qingming stopped before Red Silk and said, "Is Fellow Daoist Fu Xi your Master?"

Upon seeing Li Qingming approaching, Red Silk, at a loss, placed Li Qingquan’s corpse gently on the ground. She was about to bow in panic but was steadied by Li Qingming.

"Pre, predecessor..." Red Silk blushed crimson with embarrassment as if she were a child caught sneaking candy.

Fu Xi, who was secretly watching from a distance, looked at Li Qingming and Red Silk with some curiosity. He greeted Hao Tian and flew over.

From afar, Fu Xi called out loudly, "Human Clan’s Fu Xi pays respect to the Holy Father!"

Li Qingming glanced at Fu Xi and said, "Disciple brother, you’ve indeed taken on a good disciple!"

Fu Xi, unable to discern whether Li Qingming’s words were filled with praise or irritation and thinking his disciple had angered Li Qingming, suddenly broke into a cold sweat. With a leap, he flew next to Li Qingming and said, "Holy Father, what do you mean by this?"

Li Qingming shook his head and remained silent.

Baffled, Fu Xi glanced at Red Silk, whose cheeks were flushed, and said, "Red Silk, haven’t you paid your respects to the Holy Father yet?"

"There’s no need for so many formalities!" Li Qingming said sternly, "No need for such courtesies!"

"This..." Red Silk turned her head to look at Fu Xi, then back again at Fu Xi, feeling utterly conflicted.

Fu Xi gave an awkward smile, not understanding how he might have offended the Holy Father.

"Enough, I’m taking Red Silk to Penglai Island. You and Hao Tian Heavenly Venerate should disperse!" Li Qingming waved his hand impatiently, shooing away Fu Xi as if he were swatting flies. Then, with a wave of his sleeve, he wrapped up the body of Li Qingquan and the stupefied Red Silk, vanishing atop the hill.

"What is happening here?" Fu Xi forced a smile, gathered the tributes of the Sacrificial Pavilion, bowed to Hao Tian, and then left the Yin Yang Realm.

Hao Tian followed suit, hastily tidying up the battlefield before returning to the Heavenly Court.

The battle concluded with the complete downfall of Luo Hou, and countless Outer Heaven Demons perished on Huaxia Land. Both the Heavenly Court and the Human Clan suffered losses, although not to the extent of crippling damage. Moreover, through this battle, the reputation of Hao Tian’s benevolence in the Heavenly Court could spread throughout the land of Huaxia.

Thus, the greatest beneficiary of this great battle in the Yin Yang Realm was Hao Tian’s Heavenly Court.

...

Returning to Chen Capital with the tributes of the Sacrificial Pavilion, Fu Xi didn’t pause for a moment. Before Luo Hou’s invasion, various Outer Heaven Demons had already been harassing the tribes of the Human Clan, leaving Fu Xi with much to handle.

Over the years, with the promotion and cultivation of the Five Grains on Shen Zhou Land, more and more humans came to know of the Lie Mountain Tribe, and that there was a Clan Leader named Lie Mountain. The deeds of Lie Mountain were celebrated throughout the land of Huaxia, where he was venerated as Shennong.

From a vast distance from the Lie Mountain Tribe, within Chen Capital, Fu Xi heard that the tribes were extolling the deeds of Shennong, and he couldn’t help but burst into laughter.

"Master, is this Shennong truly the next Emperor of Humans?" Luo He, who had seen Shennong before, looked at the laughing Fu Xi and asked in confusion.

"Could there be any doubt?" Fu Xi stopped laughing, stepped down from his throne, and patted Luo He’s shoulder, saying, "I, as your master, have resolved the Human Emperor’s destiny with the Yin Yang Eight Diagrams, awaiting the affirmation of the title of Heavenly Emperor of the Human Clan! It will also be the time when my meritorious deeds come full circle! Ultimately, the Human Clan needs another worthy leader!"

"Master, you are a body of a Quasi-Saint, entitled to everlasting life; why pass on the role of the Human Emperor to someone else?" Luo He didn’t understand Fu Xi’s intention, thinking if one could live eternally in power, why hand over the Human Clan to someone else.

"Nonsense!" Fu Xi’s face turned stern as he said, "This Calamity has just begun. If I, as your teacher, were only to covet power and indulge in pleasure, how would our Human Clan secure a foothold on the vast expanse of Shen Zhou Land? The Innate Three Clans, the Witch Tribe, the Demon Race, which one isn’t a thousand times, ten thousand times stronger than our Human Clan? Each of them harbors the delusion of becoming the eternal protagonist, lost in the long river of the Primordial history?"

Luo He pondered for a long while, then, feeling ashamed, lowered his head and confessed, "Your disciple acknowledges his mistake!"

Fu Xi nodded slightly and said, "Remember this, there is no eternal protagonist in the world. Only by continuously moving forward can one possibly break this demon spell!"

"Your disciple will bear in mind the teachings of the master!" Luo He bowed deeply this time, suddenly feeling that, as a disciple of Emperor Fuxi, there was much he could do.

"Alright, go to the Lie Mountain Tribe, and no matter what, bring Shennong Lie Mountain to Chen Capital for me. My time is limited!" Fu Xi helped Luo He up and looked contemplatively toward the star-strewn void, expressing, "It’s been a long time since I’ve seen such a beautiful starry sky..." (To be continued. If you like this book, you are welcome to cast your recommendation and monthly tickets at Qidian (qidian.com). Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please visit m.qidian.com to continue reading.)