Chapter Nineteenth: Hong Jun Becomes a Saint

  "Houtu sister, how did you come?" Emperor Jiang said with joy when he saw Houtu.

  "Big brother has made great merits by creating the witchcraft scripture. I've come to offer my congratulations." Later, Tu Di said with a smile on her face.

  "It's still better that Hou Tu has a kind heart, unlike those foolish people who haven't come to visit." Emperor Jiang said, and couldn't help but think of Gong Gong and the others, it had been a long time since he last saw them.

  At this time, a loud voice came from behind, "Big brother, I'm Gonggong. I've arrived. Seeing big brother is such a joyful thing that I didn't even have time to eat my lunch."

  Di Jiang burst out laughing and said, "Haha, even Gonggong has arrived, so the other ancestral witches should be arriving soon too."

  "The big brother can see it now, and those with a heart will not be limited to just Hou Tu." Hou Tu also found out that Gong Gong had arrived, and couldn't help but laugh as he said this.

  "Yes, yes, yes, it's as if they've become heartless towards their brother." Emperor Jiang nodded repeatedly, while muttering to himself. These grown-up younger siblings are really unlovable, they're even teaching me a lesson now. He still remembered when he was first born, Xiao Hou Tu saw that he had transformed into human form and said that he didn't look as good as his previous egg shape. In the blink of an eye, they've all grown up.

  "Big brother, who do you think is heartless? Are you referring to Xuan Ming?" At this time, the other ancestral witches also rushed over and happened to hear Emperor Jiang's words. Xuan Ming couldn't help but ask.

  "How dare you call me Sister Xuanming, if you get unhappy and freeze the entire tribe, what should I do?" Emperor Jiang couldn't help but tease, seeing that it was indeed the mysterious and cunning Xuanming.

  "Big brother is annoying, why is Xuan Ming so bad? Who wants to make me unhappy? I'm just raining on his head every day." Xuan Ming said, waving his fist and making everyone burst out laughing.

  "Big brother, your creation of Wuwen has brought many benefits to the development of our tribe. We should all thank big brother." After everyone finished laughing, Zhu Jiu stepped forward and said seriously.

  "Zhú jiǔ yīn, this is where you're wrong, big brother and us are related, why speak so formally." Seeing Zhú jiǔ yīn say this, Zhù róng walked out and interrupted.

  At this time, Qiang Liang, who was standing aside, also awkwardly blurted out a sentence, "Right, right, big brother is our elder brother, we are brothers, and brothers can't be so distant with each other."

  Jiǔ Yīn was embarrassed by what was said and couldn't help but say: "It's my fault, later when we're drinking I'll punish myself with three cups first."

  "Zhú Jiǔyīn, you're not being very subtle, are you? I think you want to drink three cups first, don't you? Big Brother's homemade fruit wine. Don't even think about drinking more." Just then, Huī Zǐ interrupted and exposed Zhú Jiǔyīn's little scheme.

  Everyone was chatting and laughing, the atmosphere was very harmonious. Emperor Jiang felt a great sense of relief in his heart, and at the same time hoped that this harmonious atmosphere could continue indefinitely, without any conflicts arising. Thinking of this, Emperor Jiang couldn't help but glance at Gonggong and Zhu Rong, who were speaking with flying eyebrows and colorful expressions, and sighed inwardly: if these two really have to fight each other to the death in the future, I'd rather kill them both myself, just to avoid losing face.

  At this moment, a sudden strange phenomenon occurred in the sky, with a vast expanse of colorful clouds and auspicious birds flying about. Rare animals were seen running and playing together, while heavenly music filled the air, circling around the eaves without ceasing. Suddenly, countless yellow flowers appeared out of thin air, floating and swirling, scattering down to the mortal world.

  With the apparition came a powerful aura of majesty, and all living beings in the vast wilderness knelt down to worship. A sense of reverence rose from the depths of their hearts. The twelve people of Emperor Jiang were no exception, and they too fell to their knees under the pressure of this aura. In his heart, Emperor Jiang exclaimed, "Hong Jun has become a saint!"

  Sure, here is the translation:

  As expected, Emperor Jiang's prediction came true. At this moment, an old Taoist appeared in mid-air, singing a song that instantly spread his voice across the vast and desolate land.

  "Highly reclining on the ninefold clouds, the lotus throne has revealed the true way; outside the mysterious and yellow heavens, I shall hold the revered teaching in my hand."

  Listening to this voice, Emperor Jiang was very dissatisfied. This Hong Jun had also been cultivating for a long time and was anxious to show off. Becoming a saint is just becoming a saint, but he still wants to shout loudly. However, Emperor Jiang thought that if he himself became a saint, he would definitely not be able to resist coming up with a segment, perhaps singing even more passionately and generously, and astonishing heaven and earth, making ghosts and gods cry...

  "Now I, Hongyuan, have become a saint. In no time, I will be lecturing in the Zixiao Palace outside the Thirty-Three Heavens. Those who are destined may come and listen." After saying this, Patriarch Hongyuan disappeared, as if nothing had happened before.

  "Who is this Hong Jun, so powerful!" Gonggong struggled to his feet from the ground, his face shocked, and the other ancestral witches also had a serious expression.

  The Emperor Jiang smiled lightly and said, "Don't worry, whether he is strong or not has little to do with us. As long as we haven't done anything too outrageous, he won't confront us."

  "What if we have done something that offends Heaven?" Gonggong asked again.

  "What else can we do, just wait to be dealt with? With our current strength, he could crush us all with just one finger. " Emperor Jiang intentionally made his tone harsher, so that in the future, he wouldn't die a wrongful death at Mount Zhou.

  Gong Gong's face turned gloomy and he didn't dare speak again.

  The Emperor Jiang was delighted with the effect and said, "Come on, let's go quickly. Listen to Hong Jun's lecture. If we're late, there won't be any seats left."

  The rest of the ancestral witches looked puzzled, "We don't have a yuan god, what are we going to listen to?"

  "You don't know I have a yuan Shen? I can go and listen."

  "Oh, then big brother, take care, you go." At this time, the ancestors thought of it and sent off Emperor Jiang with a bow.

  Di Jiang's forehead was filled with black lines, "You guys are coming with me too."

  "Why?" The ancestors were puzzled.

  "I'm alone and can't get a good spot with my single strength, you guys have to go help me out."

  After Emperor Jiang's explanation, the twelve Ancestors finally understood and reluctantly followed him to fly outside the Thirty-Three Heavens. The twelve people all possessed the power of the laws, with twelve different laws interacting and forming a small world around them. As a result, nothing in the Thirty-Three Heavens could harm them, not even the violent winds or thunderbolts. With Emperor Jiang's spatial speed boost and Tian Wu's wind speed boost, the twelve people soon found the hidden Zi Xuan Palace in the chaos. At this time, the main gate of the palace was still closed, with only two young boys standing guard at the entrance. Seeing this, Emperor Jiang couldn't help but feel a sense of pride and admiration for his brothers, thinking to himself that having many brothers made it easier to get things done.

  "Hey, Little Dao Tong, why haven't you opened the door yet? Let my siblings and I wait here in vain." Gong Gong said to the two Dao Tongs with an unpleasant expression.

  Two Taoist priests saw twelve people with menacing auras, some of whom were robust and muscular, quite intimidating. They involuntarily took two steps back and weakly replied: "The Taoist master has given orders that we can only open the door when almost everyone has arrived. Moreover, we have no right to open the door, otherwise we will be scolded by the Taoist master."

  At the mention of Daodao's name, Gongzi was immediately intimidated and had no choice but to lower his head in defeat.

  Di Jiang stood at the edge, looking amused, and carefully measured the two children. The two children, a boy and a girl, had clear and elegant features, with the boy having refined eyebrows and eyes, and the girl being stately and dignified. It was likely that they were the future rulers of Heaven, Yu Huang and Wang Mu Yaochi. At this time, both of them possessed the initial cultivation of a Golden Immortal, but appeared somewhat immature.