togophonebook Chapter 61 The Purple Mansion Loses Its Face
Chapter 61 The Purple Mansion Loses Its Face
On the white jade platform where the Dharma was being performed, Chunyangzi's face was as pale as paper.
He had cultivated in Zifu Continent for countless years, always with smooth sailing, and had never been so close to death.
What he found even harder to accept was that he only realized the truth after his defeat.
He did not lose because his magic power was inferior, nor because the magical treasures he possessed were not powerful enough.
He cultivated the Pure Yang Dao, which should be the most powerful and effective principle in the world, capable of overcoming all evil.
However, the opponent's innate Xuan Sha contained a Li Huo intent that was even purer and more refined than his own.
Xuan Yao remained calm, showing no sign of arrogance after his victory.
With a mere flick of his blue sleeve, the suspended golden sword transformed into a streak of platinum light and obediently disappeared into his sleeve.
Xuan Yao bowed slightly and said calmly:
"The Pure Yang Dao that you cultivate is the most righteous and magnificent path in this primordial world."
Unfortunately, I have been too hasty in my cultivation lately, and a lot of acquired fire toxins and restless, hot energy have accumulated in my body.
If one can calm down, seclude oneself for a period of time, shed this layer of acquired fire poison, and strengthen one's foundation in the Great Dao, one will surely be able to make further progress on the Pure Yang Path in the future.
Upon hearing this, the atmosphere around the white jade Dharma Platform immediately became somewhat subtle.
Although Xuan Yao's words were polite and every word made sense, they were nothing short of a resounding slap in the face to the disciples of Zifu Continent.
It should be noted that Chunyangzi was the most favored disciple of Dongwanggong, yet he was defeated by an unknown Xikunlun Heihu in the same realm, and was even publicly criticized and instructed by the other party in a superior and condescending manner.
This kind of humiliation is even more unbearable than simply killing them.
The group of cultivators who accompanied Zifu Continent all had ashen faces and were clenching their teeth so tightly that they couldn't find a single word to refute them.
On the West Kunlun side, the previously tense atmosphere instantly relaxed.
Many of the female immortals in Yaochi were now looking at Xuan Yao with a hint of admiration.
On the Nine Heavens Cloud Platform, the Queen Mother of the West remained as aloof and indifferent as ever.
She picked up the tea on the table, took a small sip, and then spoke slowly and deliberately:
"The disciples of the two families were competing in order to verify each other's understanding of the Dao and to exchange ideas."
Fellow Daoist Donghua, please don't dwell on the outcome of a temporary victory or defeat.
Moreover, today's sparring session has allowed my disciples to see the shortcomings in their own cultivation techniques, which is already an excellent opportunity.
The Queen Mother of the West's words, ostensibly giving the King Duke of the East a way out, were actually a combination of deflection and attack, completely neutralizing the King Duke of the East's previous remarks that the disciples of the Western Kunlun Sect were only good at empty talk and not at fighting.
Although the Eastern King was furious, he was unable to vent his anger in the Taoist temple of Xikunlun.
After all, he had taken the initiative to propose this sparring match. His most outstanding disciple had been defeated by someone of the same realm, and Xuan Yao had not damaged Chun Yangzi's Dao foundation from beginning to end.
If he were to get angry now, it would only make him appear petty and unbecoming of a great being of heaven and earth.
"What Fellow Daoist Queen Mother said is absolutely right."
Dong Wanggong suppressed his rage, forced a smile, and fixed his gaze on Xuan Yao:
"This Fellow Daoist Xuanyao's Daoist techniques are indeed quite profound. However, I wonder how many Golden Immortals like you, who are so unassuming, are still under the Queen Mother's tutelage?"
If all the disciples of Xikunlun were like you, then I have underestimated your teachings.
The words of the Eastern King Duke, seemingly a compliment, actually contained a hidden veil of sarcasm.
He was testing the strength of Xi Kunlun, wanting to see if there were any unknown powerful figures hidden under the command of the Queen Mother of the West.
The Queen Mother of the West completely ignored this test and simply gave a single instruction:
"Bluebird, serve tea again. Fellow Daoist Donghua, let's return to the hall and take our seats again."
Having said that, he ignored the expression on the face of the Eastern King and went back to the main hall on his own.
Xuan Yao bowed to his master from below, and then calmly stepped down from the Dharma performance platform amidst a crowd of complicated gazes.
As soon as he returned to his seat, the Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden looked over.
The fierce, warlike aura that had once lingered in her phoenix eyes had completely vanished.
"Junior brother, your sword strike today has saved face for our Western Kunlun Sect. It was a truly satisfying kill!"
Su Nu also parted her lips slightly, and an extremely faint whisper quietly entered Xuan Yao's ears:
"Junior brother, you have shown your skills today and brought honor to the Queen Mother of the West. Master will surely be pleased."
However, the Eastern Emperor has always been narrow-minded. Today, he has suffered such a great humiliation in front of everyone. From now on, Zifu Continent will definitely hold a grudge against you.
If there's nothing else to do, try to stay in Xikunlun for quiet cultivation, lest you get lost outside and fall into their trap.
Xuan Yao listened to the telepathic message, but only pondered it in his heart.
He naturally knew that this move would create a deeper karmic connection with Zifu Continent.
Having previously beheaded Huang Feng Daoist, and now having severed Chunyangzi's Dao heart, the combined karma of these two incidents would likely make Zifuzhou wish they could grind him to dust.
But since he has become an inner disciple of the Western Kunlun Sect and enjoys the supreme fortune of this great sect, he should step forward to bear the consequences at this crucial moment.
On the path of cultivation, constantly retreating and avoiding tribulations will only dull the sharpness of one's Dao heart, ultimately causing setbacks in one's fortune and leading to a self-imposed prison.
"Thank you for the reminder, Senior Sister. We'll deal with whatever comes our way. I know what I'm doing." Xuan Yao returned the greeting and calmly took a sip of the freshly brewed immortal tea.
After returning to the banquet at Yaochi, the atmosphere in the entire hall could no longer return to its previous composure.
The Eastern King, seated high at his banquet, now finds his fine wines and delicacies taste drastically different from what he once enjoyed.
His attempt to form a mate alliance was publicly rejected by the Queen Mother of the West, and his most prized disciple was defeated by a single sword strike on the Jade Terrace.
His trip to Xikunlun not only failed to boost his own prestige by leveraging the name of the Queen Mother of the West, but also resulted in his sharp edges being diminished.
How could this newly crowned leader of male immortals accept such humiliation?
To save face, the Eastern King Duke put down the white jade cup, his body shimmering with golden light, and began to emphasize the terrifying power of Zifu Continent in the primordial world:
"Fellow Daoist insists on seeking tranquility and is unwilling to venture into the mortal world, so this humble Daoist naturally cannot force you to."
Fellow Daoist, please do not forget that now that the Immortal Court of Zifu Continent has been newly established, it is acting on behalf of Heaven to proclaim the Way and has already gathered together thousands of male immortals from the primordial world.
Above the East Sea, there are hundreds of millions of aquatic creatures as vassals; the destiny and fortune of Heaven reside entirely in my Purple Mansion Continent.
"The future order of this primordial immortal path will inevitably be created by this Emperor himself."
The Eastern King's eyes revealed a dignified air, and his words carried a subtle threat:
"The primordial forces are vast and boundless. If Xikunlun remains stubbornly closed off, seeking useless tranquility and refusing to join forces with my Celestial Court as soon as possible, when the fate of heaven changes and a great calamity arises again..."
It seems that Xikunlun will inevitably be marginalized by this overwhelming force, ultimately leading to the extinction of its lineage. By then, if you, fellow Daoist, wish to change your mind, it will be too late for regrets!
This statement was practically a blatant threat.
If it were an ordinary powerful being, facing such a terrifying force as Zifu Continent, where ten thousand immortals come to pay homage, they would probably have to think twice.
However, upon hearing this threat, a barely perceptible hint of pity flashed in the Queen Mother of the West's phoenix eyes.
As an ancient being who returned from listening to the Dao at Zixiao Palace, she was all too aware of the cruelty of this primordial world.
Even the mighty Dragon and Phoenix clans of yesteryear, at their peak, were nothing more than sacrifices in the Great Calamity, confined to their ancestral lands.
This Eastern King Duke merely received a decree and believed himself to be the chosen one of Heaven, so he expanded his power recklessly, completely unaware that he was already entangled in boundless karma and that his death was imminent.
"I appreciate Fellow Daoist Donghua's kindness."
The Queen Mother of the West remained calm, her voice cold and devoid of any warmth:
"Our Xikunlun has been quiet and peaceful since ancient times, not seeking the name of the celestial court, nor vying for the weight of destiny."
But to be honest, while Xikunlun doesn't actively cause trouble, it has never been afraid of being swayed by any major trend.
"Fellow Daoist, your grand ambitions can be realized by venturing into the East Sea to contend for supremacy. The tea has gone cold today, so I will not see you off any further."
This order to leave was issued without any mercy.
The Eastern King Duke stared intently at the Western Queen Mother, seeing her cold and resolute expression, and knew that he could not persuade this leader of the female immortals no matter what.
He took a deep breath, suddenly stood up, and with a flick of his sleeve, a gust of wind arose, causing the jade table in front of him to sway slightly.
"Since you insist, fellow Daoist, I will not disturb you any longer. Farewell!"
Dongwanggong snorted coldly, losing all trace of the refined demeanor of the head of male immortals, and led a group of pale-faced cultivators from Zifu Continent out of the Yaochi Hall.
Before long, the furious roars of nine golden dragons echoed from outside Xikunlun.
The magnificent sandalwood palanquin transformed into a streak of purplish-red light, carrying with it the remaining purple aura of the sky, and sped furiously toward the East Sea.