Chapter 115: Successful recognition of relatives, Daozu Hongjun doubts his life!
“Qiangliang, just stop bothering the Saint Tongtian!”

Seeing that the situation was halfway accomplished, Di Jiang whispered to Qiang Liang.

When the latter heard this, although he was extremely reluctant, he had to let go unwillingly, and he almost said in his heart, “My father is a saint of the Three Pure Ones.”

Fortunately, Taiqing Laozi spoke at the right time and allowed Yuanshi Tianzun to accept this generous gift.

“My two Taoist friends, please sit down and relax!”

Taiqing Laozi waved his hand and spoke in a kind and gentle tone.

Dijiang and Qiangliang then sat cross-legged in front of the jade table again and stopped their previous jokes.

There was a gleam in his eyes, and when he looked at the Three Pure Ones, he was full of reverence.

“Brother Taiqing, I am not trying to make things difficult for you. It is just that the Three Pure Ones and the Ancestral Witch are all descendants of Father Pangu. We should not have any more grudges because of the name of Pangu’s authentic sect.”

Dijiang’s tone was gentle, and every word he said was sincere.

“From now on, the Three Pure Ones and the Ancestral Witch will jointly worship Pangu’s true teachings and forge a brotherly bond. Isn’t it a wonderful thing that the elder brother loves the younger brother and lives in harmony and joy?”

As soon as Dijiang said this, there was no calculation in his mind, only sincerity towards the Three Pure Ones.

Looking back on the past, tens of thousands of years seem like a dream.

If it weren’t for the guidance of Patriarch Kunpeng and Taoist Hongyun, it would have been difficult for him to understand the general trend of the prehistoric world.

There is no benefit in acting recklessly; background and strength are the basis for gaining a foothold in the world.

I remember that during the first war between wizards and liches, the twelve ancient wizards were like tigers descending from the mountains, and the demons had almost no ability to fight back.

If Daozu Hongjun had not appeared in time and established the Yuanhui Agreement, the demon clan would probably have been wiped out.

At that time, the Wu Clan could have ruled the three realms and taught all living beings on behalf of Father God Pangu.

However, the world is ever-changing and once the water is poured out, it is difficult to take it back. How can the Wu Clan directly resist the decree of Hongjun Daozu?
In the end, they could only retreat to Mount Buzhou in disgrace, their plan failing at the last hurdle.

All this is because Daozu Hongjun is extremely powerful, while the Wu clan lacks sufficient support.

Now, Daoist Ancestor Hongjun has merged himself with the Dao, and the Six Saints of Heaven have become the most powerful beings in the world.

The Demon Court is ruled by Nuwa, and the Witch Clan also needs the Three Pure Ones to stabilize the clan’s fortune.

“Fellow Daoist Dijiang, I understand your good intentions. I, the Three Pure Ones, have no objection to establishing a brotherly relationship!”

“It’s just that some of the words I say may seem a bit heartless and unrighteous.”

“In the fight between witches and liches, I, the Three Pure Ones, will not take the initiative to help the witches.”

“Unless the witch clan is facing a disaster of destruction and the Twelve Ancestral Witches are at the critical moment of life and death, we will show up to help!”

Taiqing Laozi had no intention of intervening in the matter of the catastrophe. It was natural and legitimate for him to protect the Twelve Ancestral Witches in the name of brothers.

But if he personally helps the Witch Clan fight against the Demon Court, it will disrupt the progress of the catastrophe and the situation of the prehistoric world.

That means touching the taboo and violating the rules set by Hongjun Daozu.

Unless it is a general trend of Heaven or something that threatens the foundation of the ancient world, the Heavenly Saints cannot act rashly.

Even though the Three Pure Ones have a profound foundation and have the support of Cang Xuan, the Lord of Humanity, they dare not easily arouse the dissatisfaction of Daozu Hongjun.

“I thought it was some big deal!”

“Brother Taiqing, please rest assured. Zuwu and the Three Pure Ones are all descendants of Father Pangu. This relationship is enough!”

“As for the struggle for hegemony in the prehistoric world, that is the business of my Wu clan and has nothing to do with you.”

“Brother Taiqing promised to help me in times of crisis. This is a timely help. I am so grateful to you. I can’t express the excitement in my heart in words!”

Tears flashed in Dijiang’s eyes, and he bowed deeply to Taiqing Laozi.

From the beginning to the end, what Di Jiang pursued was nothing more than the background and reputation of the Three Pure Ones.

“My brother is a saint of the Three Pure Ones” is what he desires in his heart.

Sometimes, a strong background can deter all criminals without taking any action.

“Di Jiang, we are all descendants of Father God Pangu, there is no need to be so polite!”

“I accept you as my younger brother, as well as the other brothers and sisters of the Ancestral Witch.”

Taiqing Laozi waved his hand and said heroically.

Holding up the enlightenment tea, Taiqing Laozi respectfully offered the tea to Dijiang and Qiangliang, then drank it all in one gulp, and the fragrance of the tea wafted everywhere.

In an instant, the atmosphere in the entire Taiqing Palace became relaxed.

“We pay our respects to our two uncles, Dijiang and Qiangliang!”

All the disciples of Xuanmen bowed and saluted, their voices in unison. In the dark, endless causes and effects were entangled and intertwined, and the mysteries of heaven became chaotic.

Cang Xuan saw all these changes and pondered secretly in his heart.

“The pressure is on Tian Dao and Hongjun Daozu again!”

The corners of his mouth curled up into a playful smile.
“That’s really interesting.”

Cang Xuan looked up into the void, his eyes penetrating through layers of clouds and looking beyond the chaotic sky.

There, the faint purple light had no end, and the chaotic airflow was shaking and raging, as if foreshadowing something.

“how is this possible?”

Inside Zixiao Palace, Daozu Hongjun’s voice revealed an emotion of disbelief.

The cloud platform was surging and rolling, the golden wheel of heaven was turning non-stop, and the glorious rhythm of Tao was permeating it.

Daoist Master Hongjun puffed his beard and glared, and almost dropped the Jade Disc of Creation in his hand.

“What happened?”

Haotian and Yaochi looked at each other, both terrified.

They all knelt down and prostrated themselves at the same time, not daring to offend the wrath of Hongjun Daozu.

The last time Hongjun Daozu was so angry was when humanity awakened.

The scene before them made them feel a fear they had never felt before.

“What’s going on between Dijiang and Qiangliang?”

“You actually went to form a brotherhood with the Three Pure Ones?”

Daozu Hongjun was filled with rage, with a breath stuck in his chest that couldn’t dissipate for a long time.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches were such good and reckless people!

But now, they have learned to understand the ways of the world and have given up their dignity as descendants of Pangu.

They gained recognition from the Three Pure Ones and became brothers.

This scene was so unbelievable that Daozu Hongjun found it hard to accept.

“What the hell?”

“The Three Pure Ones and the Twelve Ancestral Witches, isn’t this a dream?”

Haotian looked towards Yao Chi quietly, and saw a look of disbelief in her eyes.

For tens of thousands of years, the Three Pure Ones and the Twelve Ancestral Witches were like tit-for-tat against wheat, and neither side had ever given in even a little.

Now, these two forces have merged together.

The fusion of Pangu’s primordial spirit and Pangu’s blood essence caused unpredictable changes!
Haotian and Yaochi didn’t dare to delve deeper into the matter, and they felt extremely anxious.

The atmosphere was silent and quiet, solemn to the extreme.

Daoist Ancestor Hongjun, holding the Jade Disc of Creation in his hand, finally deduced some clues.

“Master Hongyun and Patriarch Kunpeng were originally mortal enemies, but now they have become close friends!”

“Ever since the Demon Court Heavenly Marriage ended, the two have been hiding in Buzhou Mountain and colluding with the Wu Clan.”

“Could it be that they instigated Dijiang to go astray?”

“If this is true, the Ancestral Witch has become cunning and the situation of the Witch-Lex Calamity will probably change dramatically!”

Daozu Hongjun found it difficult to calm down, and felt as sick as if he had swallowed a fly.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches were so simple and honest, how could they be deceived by these two sinister villains?

Don’t respect the way of heaven, just respect Pangu!
Wouldn’t it be better to confront the enemy directly and openly?
Why do you need to do such a shameless thing?

Daozu Hongjun’s headache felt like it was about to split.

“Well, let’s wait and see!”

“Since you, Dijiang, have become worldly-wise and tactful, I will no longer cling to your so-called uprightness and unyielding character.”

“If you want to become brothers with the Three Pure Ones, you must first gain the approval of Heaven.”

“Otherwise, hum.”

Daoist Ancestor Hongjun planned indifferently, and with a wave of his hand, the decree flew towards Kunlun Mountain.

(End of this chapter)