Chapter Thirty Scheming

  Di Jiang flew away from Penglai Island, and Hong Jun immediately lifted the spell that sealed Dong Wang Gong's six senses. Dong Wang Gong woke up, saw Di Jiang had left, knew that Dao Zu saved him, and repeatedly expressed gratitude.

  "When I gave you the dragon-headed cane that year, I told you not to lose your virtue, why didn't you listen?"

  Dong Wang Gong was sweating profusely and hastily admitted his mistake: "It was I who let evil thoughts cloud my mind, please Master punish me."

  "You'd better repent, I'll only lend you a hand this one time. If you offend again, your life or death will be up to heaven, and you can take care of yourself." Hong Jun said, without waiting for Dong Wang Gong's response, he suddenly disappeared on the spot.

  Dong Wang Gong stood there in a daze, taking half a day to react, then let out a cold hum towards the Wu tribe's direction and began gathering all the cultivators of Penglai Island. For a time, Penglai Island was once again bustling with activity.

  Dong Wang Gong stood at the highest position, looking down at a group of cultivators on Penglai Island. Whether it was the one million elite troops from the Buwan Xian formation or other ordinary cultivators with slightly weaker strength, they all had a look of fear on their faces, clearly intimidated by Emperor Jiang alone.

  The face of the Eastern King grew darker, relying on these monks, how could he still dominate the vast wilderness in the future? A surge of boundless anger burst forth, and his heart grew more resentful towards Emperor Jiang. This grudge would not be avenged, and I, the Eastern King, would be a great disappointment as a Mahayana Golden Immortal. As it is said, with one thought arising, cause and effect arise; the cause and effect that had just been concluded by Hong Jun were once again tied down by the Eastern King.

  Dong Wang Gong casually comforted the Penglai Island monks for a while, then flew out alone.

  Taiyang Star, Taiyang Palace, two extraordinary young men stood in the main hall, both wearing purple robes, with a three-legged golden crow spreading its wings and claws on their chests. One had a handsome face, with a majestic aura, and was none other than the leader of the demon tribe, Emperor Jun; the other had a cold and stern expression, with an imposing presence, and was none other than Emperor Jun's younger brother, Taiyi.

  "The Eastern King has arrived." Emperor Jun suddenly spoke up and said.

  "A talentless big shot like him, what's he doing here?" Taiyi said with disdain for the Eastern King.

  "A huge spiritual wave has appeared on the side of Penglai Island, and it's likely that something has happened."

  "Oh? Why doesn't brother use the Hetu Luoshu to calculate it?" Taiyi was also a bit interested in what happened on Penglai Island.

  "I have calculated it, but I only found that there is a large array there, and everything that happens in the array is covered up." Emperor Jun replied calmly.

  "It seems that this formation also has some power, but I don't know how it compares to our Zhou Tian Xing Dou Great Formation."

  "I only studied a little bit of the Heavenly Star Big Array in the River Chart and Luo Book, but I didn't even grasp one percent of it, let alone compare to their big array."

  Taiyi furrowed his brow, "Brother, you said that the Heavenly Star Big Dipper Array needs to be pushed together with the heavenly stars in order to calculate it faster."

  Di Jun smiled and said, "This is natural."

  Just as Di Jun and Tai Yi were talking, Dong Wang Gong had already stepped into the Sun Palace with big strides.

  "Emperor Jun and Taiyi, two fellow Taoists, have courtesy." Dong Wang Gong bowed his hands first.

  "King Dong is not doing a good job managing the Flooded Wilderness, and instead comes to my Sun Star to have fun." Emperor Jun said with a hint of resentment towards King Dong's management of the Flooded Wilderness.

  Taiyi didn't even bother to respond, turning his head away and standing behind Emperor Jun, quietly listening to their conversation.

  Dong Wang Gong still smiled, "This time I came to discuss with the demon tribe about the witch tribe."

  Di Jun also became interested after hearing this and stopped teasing him, "Oh? What kind of business discussion?"

  "Now, the vast and desolate land is home to many forces. There's Emperor Jun's demonic tribe, Kunpeng's North Ming, Zuwu's witch tribe, and my own Penglai Island. As for some smaller dragon tribes, they're not even worth mentioning. Among them, the witch tribe is extremely powerful, with all twelve ancestral witches possessing peak Golden Immortal strength. Several others have just advanced to this stage as well. Whether it's their current strength or future potential, both are enormous. Sooner or later, we'll be swallowed up by the witch tribe one by one." The Eastern King's words were vivid and alarming, making it seem like the witch tribe would launch a surprise attack at any moment to unify the entire desolate land.

  Di Jun sank into thought, but in his heart he was disdainful of Dong Wang Gong's words. The dragon tribe was not a small force now, and it originally had a great Luo Jinxian left over from the ancient times to preside over it. Recently, two more mid-term practitioners of the Great Luo Jinxian suddenly emerged, which was comparable to Penglai Island. At this time, Di Jun did not know that one of the three Great Luo Jinxians on Penglai Island, Wuyou Sanren, had been killed by Emperor Jiang, otherwise he would have sneered at Dong Wang Gong even more.

  Dong Wang Gong paused for a moment, looked at Di Jun's face, and continued: "In order to prevent the witch tribe from being defeated separately, we need to unite with other forces, take the initiative to attack, and catch the witch tribe off guard."

  Di Jun's eyes lit up, "So that's it, my demon tribe agrees. At the time, I will lead the elite of the demon tribe to garrison Penglai Island, in coordination with your actions. However, as for Kunpeng, you'll have to make a trip there yourself."

  Dong Wang Gong was overjoyed upon hearing this, and couldn't believe that it would be so easy to convince Emperor Jun. At the time, I will lead the various forces in a single strike to overthrow the Wu tribe, not only avenging the grudge of almost being killed by Emperor Jiang, but also greatly enhancing my reputation. With at least 40% of the world's aura bestowed upon me, how could I fail to unify the Primordial Continent?

  Dong Wang Gong again discussed some details with Emperor Jun, then excitedly flew towards Beiming.

  As soon as Dong Wang Gong left, Tai Yi couldn't help but say: "Brother, are you really planning to go to war with the Wu tribe now?"

  "Of course not, only Dong Wang Gong would have such an idea. Although our demon clan also has several cultivators who broke through to the Great Luo Golden Immortal, and there are ten people including Bai Ze, Ji Meng, and Ying Zhao who will enter the realm of the Great Luo Golden Immortal, with subsequent potential no less than that of the Wu Clan, but at the top, only you and I have reached the peak of the Great Luo Golden Immortal, which is far inferior to the Wu Clan."

  "Why did the elder brother still agree with Duke Dong to attack the Wu tribe together?" Tai Yi was puzzled.

  Di Jun looked at Tai Yi and said slowly, "Actually, compared to the Wu tribe, I'd rather destroy Penglai Island. Di Jiang is someone I understand, he doesn't have the heart to contend for hegemony over the vast expanse, he values emotions and legacy, if we don't provoke him first, relying on the friendship between us, he won't come to attack us. On the other hand, there's Dong Wang Gong, with the identity of the Hongyuan administrator appointed by Daozu Qin, and the heart to unify the Hongyuan, in the long run, he will surely become a calamity."

  "That's what the elder brother means..." Taiyi had already guessed what Emperor Jun was thinking in his heart.

  "Dong Wang Gong will surely die." A stern look flashed in Emperor Jun's eyes. "It's just that Kun Peng is a bit of trouble, I should go take a look at this old friend too, it's been many years since we last met, and he can also be considered as part of the demon tribe."

  Taiyi said nothing more and followed Emperor Jun northward to Beihai. With their speed, the two of them would definitely arrive before Dong Wang Gong.

  In the depths of the Northern Sea, on a nameless small mountain, Kunpeng was preaching to his 72 disciples. These 72 people also had some talent and their strength had reached the Golden Immortal realm. Next to Kunpeng, listening to his sermon, was a giant egg. This giant egg seemed out of place but no one dared to say anything because the creature inside this egg was Kunpeng's own child.

  Kun Peng's brow furrowed suddenly in mid-speech, his gaze drifting into the distance.

  In an instant, Emperor Jun and Taiyi flashed across the sky like shooting stars, and in the next moment, they appeared before Kunpeng. This left Kunpeng's disciples utterly astonished.

  "Brother Kunpeng, long time no see, do you still remember me?" Emperor Jun said warmly as soon as he arrived.

  Kunpeng furrowed his brow, "Indeed it's been a long time since we last met. Thinking back to the days when we went through thick and thin together, it feels like an eternity has passed."

  "The times of sharing hardships, I also miss, so I came to find you, Brother Kunpeng. I hope you can join the demon clan and create a prosperous era with me." Emperor Jun said, looking at Kunpeng very seriously.

  Kunpeng shook his head, "The past is already gone, now I only want to comprehend the Tao of Heaven, and in my spare time, educate my disciples, what a joy!"

  Di Jun saw Kun Peng's unenthusiastic expression and didn't get annoyed, continuing to say: "I'm asking you as a brother to help me complete my great undertaking, will you?" His attitude was very sincere.

  Kunpeng's eyes flickered with a hint of turmoil, and in his heart, he still couldn't let go of this fraternal bond.

  Seeing Kunpeng's expression, Emperor Jun knew there was a play and continued to say: "Have you forgotten the scene where we killed the candle dragon together? The revenge of Beiming is still our common revenge. Moreover, you are also a demon clan, why don't you want to help me?"

  Kunpeng sighed and thought for a long time before finally agreeing, "I can join the demon clan, but all the causes and effects between us in the past will be written off from now on."

  Is it a stroke of brotherly love? A ripple appeared in Emperor Jun's heart, but was instantly suppressed by the desire for unity and vastness.

  "Alright, as long as Kunpeng brother joins the demon clan, our past karma will be written off."

  Kun Peng looked at Emperor Jun's determined face, sighed slightly in his heart, and continued to add: "I don't want to confront Emperor Jiang, if the demon tribe and witch tribe have a big war, I will stay out of it, hoping that fellow daoists can understand."

  Just now they were still calling each other brothers, but in an instant they became fellow Taoists. Emperor Jun's heart was filled with unknown emotions, but he still agreed, "Don't worry, Kunpeng fellow Taoist, I won't force you to fight against the Wu tribe."

  Kun Peng has agreed to join the demon clan, and Emperor Jun no longer hesitated, telling Kun Peng all about his plan to deal with Dong Wang Gong. Kun Peng listened and promised to go along with it.

  Di Jun and Tai Yi, having seen that the matter was settled, flew out of the North Ming. As soon as they stepped out, Dong Wang Gong stepped in with a look of excitement, unaware that a conspiracy against him had officially begun.