Chapter 129: Acting skills burst out, Xihe sees the clues!
In Taiqing Palace, fairy mist is everywhere and the Taoist charm is natural and spontaneous.

The Three Pure Ones sat high up on the cloud platform with solemn and serious expressions.

The North Sea Black Turtle lay quietly on one side of the fairy table.

"They're coming!"

Master Tongtian turned his head slightly and spoke calmly.

Di Jun was wearing a dazzling Taoist robe, on which flowed the radiance of the sun's true fire and the demon clan's luck.

Accompanied by the graceful Xihe, he walked into the Taiqing Palace.

At this moment, these two usually majestic and dignified figures showed some uneasiness.

"It is truly a blessing that the Emperor of Heaven and Empress can visit our Sanqing's temple."

Yuanshi Tianzun spoke with a smile on his face, his tone full of enthusiasm.

"Please take a seat, taste the nectar and spiritual fruit, and let us discuss the mysteries of the Great Dao together."

After saying this, he personally walked down from the platform and led Di Jun and Xihe to the front of the immortal table.

There were various kinds of spiritual fruits on the table, but the two of them were worried and had no desire to eat them.

"Thank you for your warm hospitality, Lord."

Di Jun expressed his gratitude respectfully, but he was feeling very nervous.

He secretly observed Taiqing Laozi, but the other party closed his eyes and rested, as if he didn't care about their arrival at all.

This scene made Di Jun even more frightened and uneasy.

Yuanshi Tianzun saw this and gently explained: "We are all innate gods, so we can just call each other fellow Taoists."

“Fellow Daoist Di Jun, my brother is currently in the realm of deducing the Heavenly Dao, trying to find a way to save Xuan Du.”

He sighed softly, and then said: "My nephew has a rough fate. He has been in charge of the Human Sect for thousands of years. He finally saw the rise of the human race, but he was severely injured by Taoist Fuxi."

"Not only will your cultivation be wasted and your foundation broken, but even your life may be in danger at any time. It is really heartbreaking."

At this point, he suddenly changed the subject: "Please enjoy the spiritual fruits and immortal wine first, don't be anxious. After my brother finishes his deduction, we will discuss how to deal with Fuxi's matter."

Although Yuanshi Tianzun's words were gentle, Dijun and Xihe felt an invisible pressure.

The smile on the corner of his mouth seemed to them like a sharp blade hanging around their necks, making them feel a chill.

Di Jun sighed inwardly: "This Yuanshi Tianzun is indeed a guy with a dagger hidden behind his smile."

He suppressed his dissatisfaction and said sincerely: "This matter is indeed Fuxi's fault."

"I, the Demon Court, am willing to take full responsibility for Xuandu's losses."

"I just hope that Saint Taiqing can be kind enough to save Fuxi's life."

"After all, he is the elder brother of Lady Nuwa, and I can't explain to her."

Di Jun's eyes involuntarily glanced towards Taiqing Laozi.

I saw that the other person was still as steady as a mountain. He opened his eyes and looked down at me calmly.

That deep gaze seemed to be able to see through everything, making Di Jun feel as if there was a thorn in his back, and his heart was filled with fear.

He was particularly afraid that Taiqing Laozi would take bad actions against Fuxi in a fit of rage.

He even cut off his path of cultivation and killed him to be buried with Xuandu.

Nuwa might be able to do without her brother, but Di Jun absolutely could not lose Fuxi, his capable assistant.

He knew the importance of Fuxi, so one can imagine his worry and anxiety.

"Daoist friend Di Jun, please be patient."

Patriarch Tongtian fiddled with the Qingping sword in his hand and said nonchalantly.

Although his words were peaceful, there was a murderous atmosphere in the palace.

Sword beams shuttled through the palace and countless space cracks appeared for no reason, as if demonstrating the powerful strength of Master Tongtian.

Changing the subject, Master Tongtian said coldly: "Xuan Du is not only my valued nephew, but also my eldest brother's favorite student."

"Put yourself in my shoes. If anyone dares to hurt my disciple, I will make him pay a heavy price."

Having said this, his Qingping sword seemed to have been pointed at the throats of Di Jun and Xihe, its sharpness fully revealed.

Tongtian Sect Master has an arrogant and unruly character, and cannot tolerate any impurities in his eyes.

If someone dares to touch his bottom line, he will really do something earth-shattering. "Hahaha, Daoist Tongtian is right!"

Di Jun forced a smile and said slowly, "This farce is indeed the fault of my demon court."

"If the Saint of Great Purity really wants to harm Fuxi, I, Dijun, am willing to exchange my life for his. This can be regarded as giving an explanation to the myriad races of prehistoric times, and at the same time saving Fuxi from danger."

Although he was furious inside, Di Jun did not dare to act recklessly in Taiqing Palace.

He was aware of his situation and the gap in strength between the two sides, so he could only suppress his anger and seek a way to reconcile.
“Those who achieve great things must endure humiliation and shoulder heavy responsibilities.”

The Black Turtle of the North Sea said in a joking tone, "Daoyou Tiandi, your endurance is truly admirable."

As the North Sea Black Turtle finished his joke, Yuanshi Tianzun and Tongtian Jiaozhu couldn't help laughing.

However, Di Jun and Xihe did not feel happy at all, and their hearts were as lifeless as extinguished ashes.

To them, the words of the Black Turtle of the North Sea sounded more like a sarcasm and mockery.

At this moment, Taiqing Laozi suddenly covered his chest with his hands, coughed softly a few times, and looked very weak.

His face turned pale and the light in his eyes disappeared, as if all his spirit and vitality had been drained away.

"Brother, I'm so sorry!"

Yuanshi Tianzun quickly supported the staggering Taiqing Laozi and said with concern on his face.

"Perhaps Xuandu is destined to have this disaster, and it is not something we can reverse."

Yuanshi Tianzun's words are sincere and full of affection, allowing people to understand his worry and comfort for Taiqing Laozi.

However, Master Tongtian secretly praised Taiqing Laozi's performance in his heart.

He tried hard to suppress the smile on his face and looked at the scene in front of him.

At the same time, Di Jun and Xihe turned pale and looked at each other. Although they pretended to be calm on the surface, they were already extremely panicked in their hearts.

They knew that if Taiqing Laozi really took action against Fuxi, it would be an outcome they could not bear.

"Ugh!"

Taiqing Laozi sighed and said painfully.

"I have tried every way to communicate with the Heavenly Dao, but I still cannot repair the damaged foundation of Xuandu."

"Within a thousand years, he will lose his life, and even his soul will be in danger of being destroyed."

At this point, Taiqing Laozi suddenly became extremely angry: "Forget it, I will go kill Fuxi right now and avenge my poor Xuandu disciple!"

A thousand years is just a blink of an eye in the ancient world.

For Taiqing Laozi, killing Fuxi and burying him with Xuandu seemed a very reasonable thing to do.

However, this made Di Jun and Xihe feel unprecedented panic.

"No, Saint Taiqing!"

Xihe cried out in surprise and spoke anxiously to Taiqing Laozi.

"Saint Taiqing, please think twice before you act!"

Di Jun said sincerely, "You are good at refining the Nine-transformation Golden Pill, and there are endless resources in my Demon Court's treasury."

"Perhaps I can help you deduce a method to prolong your life, so that Xuandu can live forever."

Taiqing Laozi sneered softly: "Haha, how can the resources of the Demon Court be compared with the foundation of my Three Pure Ones?"

He waved his jade sleeves lightly, showing extreme dominance.

"Xuan Du's life span may be extended, but his primordial spirit and true soul are nearly destroyed, and his foundation is completely broken. How can this be solved by simply extending his life span?"

There was a cold murderous intent in his eyes as he stared at Di Jun.

The mighty power of the saint caught the Demon Court Lord off guard, and his legs suddenly went weak.

In this tense atmosphere, Xihe seemed to sense something unusual.

She took a deep breath and asked tentatively, "May I ask Saint Taiqing if you can use the treasure and the resources of the demon race to exchange for Fuxi's life?"

She had already realized in her heart that Taiqing Laozi's actions might not be because he really wanted to kill Fuxi, but he had other intentions.

The current pretentiousness is just to gain more benefits.

(End of this chapter)