Chapter 1116 - 563: Rewards and Punishments
Since there’s no immediate danger to life, I don’t need to bother with these madmen for now.
After all, good deeds don’t always bring a good return, and accumulating virtue and doing good may not necessarily have a good outcome either.
Take this time as an example, Chen Xuantian gave up six hundred years of his life to kill the Dragon King. At the least, he saved millions along the shores of Yunmeng, but aside from Chan Zi, probably no one else would thank him.
Of course, Chen Xuantian doesn’t care about that. After all, it was he who took on this burden himself.
From start to finish, he was the one actively scheming against the Dragon King. The causal ties are too deep, and he can’t escape them no matter what.
Moreover, if it weren’t for his hesitation to act due to fear of death, seeking security, and on the other hand, being too arrogant, thinking the victory was too easy, greedily desiring everything and underestimating the abilities of these Kunlun Demon Path practitioners, always thinking everything was under control, allowing the Inverted Immortal to reach the Great Array’s gate, how could Yun Meng have gotten the chance to turn things around?
In the end, he realized he was relying on Peng Ju’s plan laid out a thousand years earlier, while Yun Meng had laid his out three thousand years in advance, leaving him with nowhere to go and unable to continue. In the end, he could only rely on the godly machines to bluff his way back, starting and ending as his own doing. What face does he have to brag about the feats of dragon slaying and demon extermination?
In any case, this time Chen Xuantian learned his lesson and accepted his loss since the bet was made. Fortunately, Nan Hua helped him settle the blame, preventing a catastrophe of monumental proportions. As for lifespan and such, if they are taken, so be it. After all, he has plenty of heavenly and earthly treasures, so trivial lifespan issues can be restored by brewing a few pots of ginseng soup or stewing a few bowls of Immortal Ganoderma over time...
"Halt! This area is the Ancient Demon Sect’s ruins! It’s been sealed by our Mystic Sect! If you dare approach again, beheading will not be forgiven!"
With an expressionless face, Chen Xuantian looked up at those riding sword light, blocking Yunmeng Swamp’s skies, sealing the entrance to Burning Heart Valley. He saw the Great Array outside had talismans lined up densely, with child warriors maneuvering flying boats to and fro, turning the Xiaoyao Burning Heart Valley into a construction site at that moment, making him want to spit out a mouthful of old blood.
It’s gone! All gone! This lesson is far too big!
Lord Yun Meng is gone! Burning Heart Valley is gone! Nangong Treasure Vault is gone! Days and nights of calculation! Months of effort! Six hundred years of lifespan! All grabbed away by the sudden move from Cloud Platform Peak!
This time it’s truly all gone. Had he taken the chance when Cloud Platform Peak first appeared, he might have had a chance to use the Heavenly Mechanism’s cover to quickly use a back door to transfer some Daoist collections, but he was paralyzed for three whole days!
Three days! All gone! What can they not find after three days! What can they not search for and accuse now?
They ponder reasons for everything! To steal, to deceive! Even blatant robbery, what then? What if they raid your lair right in front of you? You understand, all force conquers ten skills, don’t you?
Ponder all you want! Ponder some nonsense! Cloud Platform presses down! Nine Mountains emerge together! They’re here to rob you! What can you do about it!
Chen Xuantian was exhausted, utterly tired of love. Now, the thousand-year plans, all in vain; Dragon King gone, Burning Heart Valley gone, Nangong Daozang gone, Peng Ju’s planned route blocked; even his chance at attainment gone, losing everything!
Ah, indeed... Why are there only Three Venerables in Taiji Heaven? Because there’s still too much junk on Cloud Platform Peak!
If the Demon Clan isn’t destroyed, how will the Immortal Venerable emerge!
If the Immortal Palace isn’t overturned, how will Xuan Nu come forth!
If the Mystic Sect isn’t sealed away, how will the Divine Lord be born!
No room for development, which Venerable, which Ancestral God, which Immortal can truly develop!
With ecological niches occupied by dinosaurs, mice will always be mice! Never turning into horses, monkeys, or humans!
Unless a stone falls and kills all the dinosaurs, this world will never have a place for mice!
"Fatty, look, there’s a piece of meat left! Great, we have soup for today... Hmm? Are you alright? You look unwell?"
As Yang Yunzhao woke up and could watch over the group of madmen, Chan Zi, carrying a basket out to pick trash, quickly stopped a shaky Chen Xuantian to keep him from crashing into a tree.
"I’m alright... everything is still under control..."
As he gasped for air, Chen Xuantian stubbornly tried to steady his Daoist Heart.
Yes, no worries, no worries, the situation isn’t severe, the circumstances haven’t reached the worst. What’s wrong with having nothing? Didn’t he rise from having nothing back then too? There might still be chances! Perhaps it’s merely accidental! Maybe Mystic Sect, after raiding his home, left some corners untouched, still allowing him to sneak in through the backdoor to search deeper...
"Activate the array!"
"Boom boom boom!"
Suddenly, as clouds dispersed, a whole Dao Tower was raised from the swamp; sand and stone sputtered, rain fell, even the Iron Tower containing the Louguan Daoist Collection in the array was carried into the air by a Flood Dragon.
And this was not the end. Following this, sword blades several tens of yards long descended straight from the clouds, slicing through the entirety of Burning Heart Valley; magic treasures lifting and cutting through skillfully executed civil engineering, cutting it into cubes carried to Cloud Platform, merging into the drifting clouds, becoming out of sight in a blink.
Chen Xuantian stood beside the gigantic crater, watching with an expressionless face, his heart bleeding.
Damn it, I said dig three feet deep, and you actually dug three feet deep; Old Biden truly shameless, giving no chance at all...