togophonebook Chapter 59 Demonstration of the White Jade
Chapter 59 Demonstration of the White Jade
Upon hearing the Queen Mother of the West's decisive refusal, the Eastern King Duke's expression immediately turned cold.
Although he was a highly capable person with profound self-control, he still felt somewhat embarrassed under the watchful eyes of everyone.
"Fellow Daoist, you are mistaken."
The Eastern King Duke took a deep breath, slowly set down the white jade cup in his hand, and his words carried a hint of preaching:
"Although Xikunlun is one of the most sacred immortal lands in the prehistoric world, fellow Daoist, do not forget that now that the great calamity has just ended, all kinds of races stand in the prehistoric world, and the scattered cultivators are in disarray."
The Dao Ancestor established the order of male and female immortals with the intention of having us work together to govern all the immortals and restore order to the primordial world.
"If you, fellow Daoist, only seek that pure and virtuous life, ignoring the millions of immortal cultivators outside, wouldn't you be betraying the favor and decree bestowed upon you by the Dao Ancestor?"
Upon hearing this, the chilly atmosphere in the Jade Pool Palace instantly froze.
Standing beneath the cloud platform, the Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden's long eyebrows arched, and a sharp, menacing aura suddenly flashed in her phoenix eyes. The immortal sword behind her emitted a clear, melodious sound.
The senior sister Su Nu, standing to the side, also frowned slightly, her face showing displeasure.
Dong Wanggong's words were ostensibly persuasion, but in reality, he was using the Dao Ancestor's decree to pressure west Wangmu. His intentions were undeniably profound.
However, the Queen Mother of the West on the cloud platform remained calm and composed.
Her phoenix eyes were slightly lowered, and her tone was so calm that it didn't cause the slightest ripple:
"Fellow Daoist Donghua, you are mistaken. When the Dao Ancestor bestowed this title upon me, it was so that I could use my virtue and fortune to benefit the female immortals and appease all living beings, not so that I could cultivate the ambition to unify the world."
One must know that to govern all immortals and bear the destiny, one should influence all directions with one's own virtue, rather than relying on a decree to forcefully suppress all living beings in the primordial world.
"If you believe that 100,000 immortal soldiers from Zifu Continent are enough to make all the immortals bow down, then go ahead and do it yourself. Why insist on dragging my Xikunlun into this?"
The Queen Mother of the West's words, like pearls, resonated powerfully in the vast hall, striking the very heart.
When the Queen Mother of the West not only refused to listen to him but also publicly criticized him for his lack of virtue and his eagerness for fame and fortune, the anger in the heart of the Eastern King Duke flared up even more.
He sneered, his gaze sweeping over the disciples of Xikunlun, and suddenly said:
"Fellow Daoist insists on seeking tranquility, so I will not force you. However, I have observed that although Xikunlun has a reputation for purity and nobility, the disciples and followers in the mountains only know how to talk about the Dao day and night, and rarely go out to the outside world to temper themselves."
Such cultivation, no matter how refined one's magical power, is nothing more than a greenhouse flower, rarely exposed to wind and rain. It cannot compare to the disciples of my Zifu Continent, who fight against aquatic creatures in the East Sea and stand firm amidst great storms.
If we're truly talking about shouldering the great responsibilities of heaven and earth in the future, then perhaps the teachings of Xikunlun are somewhat too gentle.
Upon hearing this, all the cultivators who had accompanied Zifu Continent showed an arrogant expression on their faces.
Several young Purple Mansion Loose Immortals echoed in low voices, their words subtly mocking the Xikunlun Sect members as nothing more than a group of useless people who only knew how to chant scriptures and engage in empty talk behind closed doors.
Xuan Yao sat at the end of the hall, calmly taking a sip of spiritual tea.
He heard it clearly, yet his heart remained calm.
He knew perfectly well that the Eastern King Duke was harboring resentment because his attempt to form an alliance had failed, and that was why he was using this as an excuse to belittle the lineage of the Western Kunlun.
This is no longer a personal grudge, but a clash of reputations between two major religions.
If Xi Kunlun did not respond, he would appear weak, confirming the other party's accusation of fragility. However, if a powerful figure like the Queen Mother of the West or the Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden were to personally intervene, it would be seen as bullying the weak, thus losing the dignity of the sacred land.
Seeing that the atmosphere had been set, Dong Wanggong's eyes flashed with smugness, and he took the opportunity to suggest:
"Since you, fellow Daoist, are unwilling to merge the two schools, I will not force you."
It is a rare occasion for both families to gather today. You and I are the leaders of the male and female immortals, and our disciples are among the best of the younger generation in the prehistoric world.
Why not let them exchange ideas and discuss the Dao outside this Jade Pool, showcasing the profound mysteries of their respective teachings, thus completing this grand gathering? What do you think, my friend?
The Queen Mother of the West shifted her phoenix eyes slightly, her gaze sweeping across the people below.
She could naturally see what the Eastern King was planning.
The Eastern King Duke intended to use his disciples' victory in the magical contest to publicly humiliate the Western Kunlun.
But the disciples of Xikunlun have never been afraid of magical duels.
"Discussing and exchanging ideas is a refined pursuit for immortals."
The Queen Mother of the West remained calm and spoke slowly:
"Today is a feast for purifying the mind. We may exchange ideas, but we must stop when we have reached our goal and not damage the foundation of our cultivation."
"That's natural. When disciples from both families spar, harmony should be the priority."
Dongwanggong stroked his beard and laughed heartily, immediately agreeing.
Before long, the two powerful figures and their disciples stepped out of the hall and arrived at a vast white jade platform outside the Jade Pool.
The white jade platform was carved entirely from the warm and lustrous divine jade, a specialty of Xikunlun. It was covered with densely packed ancient runes, making it an unparalleled restriction capable of dissolving the residual power of a Golden Immortal.
To gain the upper hand, Dong Wanggong gave a wink to his disciples as soon as he sat down.
In an instant, several early-stage Golden Immortals and Profound Immortals from Zifu Continent simultaneously leaped onto the Dharma platform.
On the West Kunlun side, the disciples of the Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden and the Plain Maiden were naturally unwilling to be outdone, and they all descended from the clouds to compete on the stage.
In the first few matches, the two sides were evenly matched.
The disciples of Xikunlun practice the orthodox Xuanmen sect, possessing pure and righteous magical power and a solid foundation. Every move they make exudes grandeur and righteousness.
The cultivators of Zifu Continent, having honed their skills amidst the storms of the East China Sea, primarily wield magical weapons that resemble violent, booming water mines. They are ruthless in their attacks, employing extremely tricky and oppressive techniques.
Xuan Yao sat in the spectator stands and could see it clearly.
Although the cultivators from Zifu Continent claimed it was just a friendly spar, every move they made carried a menacing aura. Clearly, they had received a secret order from the Eastern King Duke to force the disciples of Xikunlun to show their weakness in public.
Just as the battle was reaching its climax, a female immortal from the Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden's sect stepped onto the stage.
The female immortal's face was as cold as frost, and with a light wave of her jade hand, she summoned nine colorful array flags.
She was using the military formation techniques personally taught by the Mysterious Woman.
The colorful array flags swelled in the wind, transforming into billowing mist, and at an extremely fast speed, they set up a Nine Palaces Spirit Locking Array on the white jade platform, trapping and killing a fierce Xuanxian from Zifu Continent within it.
The cultivator from Zifu Continent struggled within the formation, but not only could he not touch the female immortal's robes, he was also forced by the invisible magical power emanating from the formation to dissipate his immortal light, and had no choice but to admit defeat and leave the stage in a sorry state.
This victory was extremely impressive, and the expressions on the faces of the Zifu Continent side immediately turned somewhat unpleasant.
The Eastern King's eye twitched, and his gesture of stroking his beard paused slightly.
Just then, a young Taoist priest wearing a golden robe and a purple-gold crown slowly stood up behind him.
This person's name is Chunyangzi.
He is the direct disciple whom the Eastern King Duke has valued highly over the years. He cultivates the Pure Yang Dao and has reached the mid-stage of the Golden Immortal realm. His foundation is extremely solid.
Chunyangzi bowed to Dongwanggong and said softly, "Master, I request permission to ascend the stage and exchange insights with my fellow practitioners from Xikunlun."
The Eastern King's previously gloomy face instantly softened with a smile, and he casually waved his hand:
"Chunyangzi, your cultivation period is short and your Taoist practice is still shallow."
Today's exchange is a chance to humbly learn from our fellow Daoists of the same realm in Xikunlun, and we must not fail to show proper courtesy to those from Zifu Continent.
Upon hearing this, all the immortals in the hall were moved.
Seeking advice from someone in the same region.
This Chunyangzi possessed the cultivation level of a mid-stage Golden Immortal and held a superior-grade acquired spiritual treasure, the Chunyang Golden Wheel, personally bestowed upon him by the Eastern King Duke.
The fact that the Eastern King Duke sent him to the stage clearly indicates that he intended to use this trump card to crush the arrogance of the younger generation of Xikunlun in one fell swoop.
Chunyangzi strode onto the white jade platform.
With each step he took, crimson-gold pure yang fire condensed into fiery lotuses around his body.
The extremely yang and powerful energy emanated, causing the temperature around the white jade platform to rise sharply, and the white jade also faintly emitted a layer of hot red light.
He stood with his hands behind his back in the center of the platform, not in a hurry to make a move, but simply swept his golden eyes over the disciples of Xikunlun.
Then, he cupped his hands in a respectful gesture, his tone calm yet conveying an undeniable arrogance:
"I am Chunyangzi, a Daoist practitioner of the Pure Yang Dao. I have long heard of the serene and profound Daoist teachings of the Western Kunlun School. I wonder if there are any fellow Daoists of the same realm in this hall who would like to step forward and offer their guidance?"
The same realm at the mid-stage of Golden Immortal.
Within the inner mountains of Xikunlun, there are disciples at the Golden Immortal realm, but very few at this realm who are skilled in combat.
The Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden frowned. Seeing Chunyangzi's arrogance, she felt indignant and immediately wanted to call upon her most outstanding disciple to come up on stage.
However, the Queen Mother of the West, sitting in the main seat, slowly turned her clear, cold eyes to Xuan Yao, who was sitting at the end of the table.
Xuan Yao was looking on listlessly.
Suddenly sensing that superior gaze, he was startled and then met his master's meaningful gaze.
"Xuan Yao, now that you have reached the mid-stage of the Golden Immortal realm, go and pay your respects to Fellow Daoist Chunyangzi."
The Queen Mother of the West's voice was clear and cold, echoing above the Jade Pool.
"Disciple receives the decree."
Xuan Yao stood up and, under the watchful eyes of the crowd, ascended the white jade Dharma Platform step by step, standing ten zhang away from Chun Yangzi.
Chunyangzi sized up the green-robed Taoist before him. Seeing that the man was unfamiliar and his aura was not prominent, the arrogance between his brows deepened.
"Pure Yang Master of Zifu Continent, please enlighten me, fellow Daoist. May I ask your name, senior brother, and what path do you cultivate?"
Xuan Yao bowed respectfully, neither humble nor arrogant, and calmly replied:
"Xi Kunlun Xuanyao cultivates the Dao of Virtue and Protection. Today, he will verify his understanding with fellow Daoists."