blogombal Chapter 44 The Price of Rebellion
Chapter 44 The Price of Rebellion
Chapter 44 The Price of Rebellion
"Elder, you must never say such things again! Even the most outstanding woman in our Four Seas Dragon Clan is only fit to be His Excellency's maid."
"If these words were to reach His Majesty's ears, he would surely think we are ignorant and arrogant."
"We almost made a terrible mistake! The Dragon King is right, it was my wishful thinking..."
At this moment, Dongwanggong looked up at Lingxiao, his heart filled with emotion. He never expected that the dragon race would actually address him as... Your Excellency.
Moreover, all the dragon clans of the four seas regard him as their master.
Even though the decline of the dragon race is unstoppable, they were once the overlords who dominated the waters!
What exactly is Ling Xiao's background that makes billions of dragon beings so reverent towards him?
"Today, I've really messed up!"
"What should we do?"
Dongwanggong was anxious. He looked at Lingxiao and said, "Fellow Daoist, everything should be based on reason. The three of you are all sacred beings of the Western Land. This immortal island was born in the East and should rightfully belong to us Eastern cultivators."
"However, my skills are inferior to yours, and I may retreat today. But could you, fellow Daoist, consider that I am in the wrong and show mercy by allowing me to leave?"
Hearing his words, Ling Xiao slowly said, "Since you want to reason, I will discuss it with you."
"First of all, when the great god Pangu perished, his body transformed into all things in the primordial world. Between heaven and earth, the west and the east are one family. How can there be a distinction between west and east?"
"Secondly, this immortal island has long been my training ground. You knew that the immortal island had an owner, yet you still attacked the innate grand formation."
"What about your logic?"
"Then, Ao Guang carried out my will to stop you, but you relied on your superior magical power to severely injure them."
"Now that I have arrived, you are terrified of being killed. In order to save your life, you say that everything should be done reasonably."
Ling Xiao smiled slightly, his mind preoccupied with how to punish the Eastern King.
Killing is not an option.
Dongwanggong will be established by Hongjun as the head of the male immortals in the primordial world.
Then he established a celestial court and recruited countless cultivators to serve him.
The Celestial Court was merely a dungeon set up by Hongjun for Dijun and Taiyi, designed to hone the skills of these two brothers.
In other words, the Eastern King Duke is a whetstone.
Although he was not far from death, killing him now would affect the general trend of the Heavenly Dao.
I am not strong enough to challenge the will of Heaven right now.
However, it is still acceptable to punish the Eastern King.
Upon hearing Ling Xiao's words, Dong Wanggong stammered and fell silent, his face turning red and then pale, a feeling of shame and anger welling up inside him.
They couldn't win a fight, and they lost by sophistry.
He felt as if he had instantly become a lamb to the slaughter.
Just as Dongwanggong was at a loss for words, Jieyin and Zhunti immediately understood when they saw that Lingxiao had not killed Dongwanggong directly.
Even if defeated war criminals don't die, they still have to pay a price.
"Lord Dongwang, you have injured many members of the Dragon Clan and insulted my elder brother. How should this matter be resolved?"
Zhunti kicked Dongwanggong and questioned him like a fierce demon.
Upon hearing this, Dongwanggong's eyes lit up, and he thought to himself, "If they wanted to kill me, they would have done it directly instead of implying that I should compensate them..."
Immediately, his eyes dimmed, and he sighed, "I know I was wrong, but I have nothing of value. Do with me as you please."
Zhunti: "..."
The guide: "..."
A dead pig isn't afraid of boiling water; the hotter the water, the more reckless you become.
Ling Xiao chuckled; this guy was playing the bachelor game with him.
"It's alright. Here's what we'll do: before the Dao Ancestor's second sermon, you will transform into a page outside Penglai Immortal Island and guard the gate for me."
Upon hearing this, many people nearly burst out laughing.
The Eastern King Duke was, after all, a prominent figure and a renowned innate deity.
And on this East Sea, countless cultivators transform into divine rainbows and pass by every day.
If he were to guard the gate outside the fairy island and become a fairy child, it would truly be a laughing stock.
A man needs a face, and a tree needs its bark.
Some people value their reputation more than their personal cultivation; this refers to people like the arrogant and aloof Dong Wanggong.
"No! I'm willing to give up my magic treasure, fellow Daoist, please spare me!"
In a panic, Dong Wanggong took out two low-grade spiritual treasures and one mid-grade spiritual treasure, all of which were his savings over the years.
Ling Xiao didn't even glance at it. Such trash! In his sea of consciousness, there were many better magical treasures.
With a flick of his sleeve, Ling Xiao snatched the three spiritual treasures and delivered them to Ao Guang.
"This guy almost killed you; you should accept compensation."
Upon hearing this, Ao Guang immediately expressed his gratitude.
"Thank you, Your Excellency!"
Upon hearing this, the dragons admired Ling Xiao even more.
With a wave of his hand, he presented the Dragon King with three innate spiritual treasures as compensation. The Dragon Clan is fortunate to have such a venerable ruler!
The Eastern King breathed a sigh of relief. Now that he had the spiritual treasure, he wouldn't have to make him work as a doorman anymore, right?
"What are you standing there for? Transform into a page and guard the mountain gate for my elder brother!"
Zhunti rebuked angrily.
Dongwanggong: "..."
He looked at Ling Xiao with a completely bewildered expression.
Ling Xiao's eyes were icy as he said, "You injured my subordinates and offered a magic weapon as compensation, but you attacked my dojo without permission. How can you expect to pay the price?"
The Eastern King Duke, his face contorted with rage, said, "This is outrageous! I am a manifestation of the pure Yang energy of the Primordial Supreme Being, a renowned and powerful being. How dare you humiliate me like this?"
In an instant, Jieyin and Zhunti attacked him simultaneously.
And a group of dragon elders also joined in.
In just a moment, the Eastern King Duke, beaten mercilessly, begged for mercy, shouting with two black eyes, "Stop hitting me! I agree!"
With a single glance from Ling Xiao, everyone immediately stopped.
The Eastern King was so angry he was about to cry, but he had no choice but to transform himself into a seven or eight-year-old boy with rosy lips and white teeth.
The boy had a mournful face, and his body was filled with intense Yang energy. Anyone who saw him could tell that he was the Eastern King Duke, the embodiment of the ultimate Yang source.
Lingxiao laughed and, with Jieyin, Zhunti, and the four gourd brothers, entered Penglai Immortal Island.
The Eastern King Duke was already shrouded in the great formation, and before the second sermon at Zixiao Palace, he could only serve as a mountain-guarding boy.
After Lingxiao returned to Penglai Immortal Island, he instructed Jieyin, Zhunti, and his four disciples to enter the secluded cultivation chamber.
He closed his eyes and sat cross-legged, comprehending the Great Dao of Deception, the Great Dao of Tricks, and consolidating his realm at the fourth level of the Primordial Golden Immortal.
While cultivating, I await the arrival of the second lecture at Zixiao Palace.
In the vast wilderness, this period of time also became quiet and ordinary.
Time flows like water, and many years later, the Pangu Temple of the Wu Clan was quite impressive.
The Pangu Temple was vast and boundless, filled with boundless malevolent energy; it was formed from the heart of the great god Pangu.
Inside is a blood pool, from which all the creatures of the Wu tribe were born.
This Pangu Temple is the core territory of the Wu Clan, and normally only Ancestral Witches and Great Witches can enter it.
Today, the twelve ancestral witches gathered in one hall to discuss important matters.
(End of this chapter)