Chapter 133 You have to pay more, Di Jun presents the Fusang tree!
“Brother Xuandu, aren’t you speaking the truth too directly?”

The Immortal of the South Pole stroked his forehead gently, ignoring the gloomy faces of Di Jun and others.

The other Xuanmen disciples were laughing so hard that they were rolling on the ground.

Only Fuxi was speechless for a moment, not knowing how to respond.

“The way of heaven is extremely mysterious and difficult to fathom.”

Yuanshi Tianzun had a gentle smile on his face, but his eyes were fixed on Di Jun.

The black iron golden whip in his hand was still shining with a red-gold light, and there were still traces of Fuxi’s blood on it.

“Xuandu, don’t be so confident, otherwise our Emperor of Heaven may not be able to bear it.”

When Di Jun heard this, he felt as if his back was pierced by thorns, and a chill rose from the bottom of his heart.

Yuanshi Tianzun, this smiling tiger, always shows no mercy to his enemies in the name of heaven or under the pretext of maintaining the dignity of Xuanmen.

He just dealt with Fuxi and now comes to test his attitude. What a hypocrite!
“Tianzun’s actions are naturally to maintain the dignity of Xuanmen and teach Fuxi some necessary lessons.”

“I can’t thank you enough!”

“After all, the Heavenly Dao Saint is the disciple of Hongjun Daozu, the Supreme Being recognized by the Heavenly Dao, and shoulders the great responsibility of educating all living beings.”

Di Jun endured the humiliation and chose to surrender again.

“Fuxi was disrespectful to the disciples of Xuanmen and should be punished.”

He was once the high and mighty Lord of the Demon Court, and he claimed to be the ruler of the three realms.

Ever since setting foot on Kunlun Mountain, the pride he once had seemed to have been completely worn away, and he could only let others manipulate him at will.

If this matter were to be spread out, it would probably become a laughing stock and be mocked by powerful people from all sides.

“Tianzun!”

Xihe remained somewhat calm at this time, and hurriedly stated to Yuanshi Tianzun: “Let’s get back to the point and discuss the matter of the Twelve Ancestral Witches.”

“If the Three Pure Ones intervene in this catastrophe, whether in secret or in public, they will use various means to enhance the strength of the Wu Clan!”

“Then how can our demon race rule over all other races?”

“I hope the Three Pure Ones can show mercy and not provide any form of help to the Twelve Ancestral Witches!”

Xihe spoke earnestly.

She knew that the Three Pure Ones had a very deep foundation. If they chose to help the Witch Clan, the Demon Court would be in danger of falling apart and suffering a catastrophic disaster.

All below a saint are ants, this statement is by no means empty talk!
Seeing this, Yuanshi Tianzun regained his solemn expression and said, “The Twelve Ancestral Witches and our Three Pure Ones are like brothers and sisters, or even close friends.”

“In the name of Heaven, we can certainly stop helping them!”

“But doing so will not benefit us, the Three Pure Ones, and will lead to criticism from the world, damaging the reputation of Pangu Sect.”

“So, I can’t promise such a thing to the Emperor and Empress.”

When Yuanshi Tianzun saw that there was something to gain, he immediately began to respond cleverly and directly rejected Xihe.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches are extremely powerful, so why would they need the help of the Three Pure Ones?
What’s more, Dijiang has already obtained Pangu’s soul and also accepted the enlightenment tea and the magical water of creation.

In the future, the strength of the Twelve Ancestral Witches and the entire witch clan will be significantly enhanced.

Whether it is Dijiang or other ancestor witches who merge with Pangu’s spirit, they can add a powerful combat force close to the Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian to the witch clan in a short period of time.

How could the demon race be their opponent?
“Tianzun, what do you mean by this?”

Di Jun was filled with resentment and asked about the doubts in his heart.

At the same time, an ominous premonition quietly came to his mind.

Could this guy be trying to take advantage of the opportunity to blackmail me again?

“Everything is negotiable!”

After Yuanshi Tianzun said this, he left Di Jun and others aside and started to enjoy the fine wine by himself.

Suddenly, inside the hall, Di Jun and the other two felt extremely embarrassed.

After a long while, Taoist Duobao touched his chin and casually reminded: “Emperor of Heaven, Empress, I don’t know if you really don’t understand, or are you pretending to be stupid!”

“If you want the Three Pure Ones to stay out of the affairs of the witch clan and the struggle between witches and liches, then you should show the right attitude.”

“After all, when you ask someone to do something for you, you can’t come empty-handed.”

“The Twelve Ancestral Witches are close allies of the Three Pure Ones.” “So, you have to pay more…”

These words were like enlightenment to Emperor Jun and Xihe.

Although Taoist Duobao was not involved in the matter, he saw the situation very clearly.

If you want to ask others for help, you must show enough sincerity.

Di Jun seemed to have forgotten the profound lesson Cang Xuan had taught him outside Kunlun Mountain.

“Duobao, don’t misinterpret my meaning!”

Yuanshi Tianzun spoke with a smile on his face and in a calm tone, seemingly lecturing Duobao Taoist, but in fact his expression almost seemed to indicate that he had done a good job.

“Disciple understands!”

After Taoist Duobao bowed respectfully, he retreated behind the other Xuanmen disciples.

At this moment, Di Jun’s face became gloomy again.

This series of demands seems to have no end.

First it was the River Map and the Luo Shu, and now the Three Pure Ones are taking advantage of the Demon Court’s fear of the Witch Clan to demand benefits from Emperor Jun.

As saints of the Heavenly Way, the behavior of the Three Pure Ones is truly despicable, and is no less despicable than that of the Two Saints of the West.

“As the saying goes, if you hesitate, you will be troubled by it!”

The North Sea Black Turtle said slowly, “Emperor Jun, you should leave Kunlun Mountain as soon as possible!”

“I have experienced countless years and know that some things cannot be forced.”

“Besides, if the Three Pure Ones do not have real abilities, they can’t help the Wu Clan at all.”

“The most they can do is refine some treasures suitable for their use based on the characteristics of the Twelve Ancestral Witches.”

The Black Turtle of the North Sea seemed to be thinking about Emperor Jun and the Demon Court, but everyone knew his real purpose.

That is to intensify Di Jun’s inner fear and worry and force Di Jun to surrender.

These words were like the last straw that broke the camel’s back.

In an instant, Di Jun and Xihe’s expressions became extremely serious, their hearts filled with anger and murderous intent.

However, they couldn’t really leave.

Fuxi was already silent, his face was so horrible that it was impossible to look at him.

“Thank you, senior, for your advice!”

Di Jun suppressed his anger and expressed his gratitude to the North Sea Black Turtle.

The next moment, as the magic power moved slightly, the whole world seemed to shake.

The true fire of the sun was surging, and the Fusang tree, a top-grade innate spiritual root that was a million feet tall, looked even more imposing.

Suddenly, the Fusang tree broke away from the Sun Star, crossed the space dimension, shrank to only a few feet in size, and floated in the Taiqing Palace.

“Three Pure Ones, this Fusang tree can be regarded as a thank-you gift from me and the Demon Court to you!” Di Jun said in a deep voice, and at the same time wiped off the mark of the soul on the Fusang tree with heartache.

In this way, this top-grade innate spiritual root fell into the hands of the Three Purities.

“Emperor of Heaven, you have posed a difficult problem to us!” Yuanshi Tianzun said with a sigh, but then changed the subject.

“However, since you beg us so hard, we the Three Pure Ones will reluctantly promise you that we will never help the Wu Clan again.”

“But there is one thing I must tell you!”

Yuanshi Tianzun put away the Fusang tree and his expression became extremely serious.

After he pondered for a moment, he continued, “Before, when we formed a brotherhood with Dijiang, he gave us dozens of top-grade innate spiritual treasures and the essence and blood of the twelve ancestor witches.”

“As a return gift, we also gave them some items.”

“Among them, there is a Pangu Yuanshen.”

“I hope you, Heavenly Emperor, know this.”

These words were like a bolt from the blue, hitting Di Jun and others hard in their hearts.

Pangu’s spirit?

How can this be? !
(End of this chapter)