20demayo Chapter 561 "What Explanation Do You Want?"
Chapter 561 "What Explanation Do You Want?"
Chen Changsheng stepped forward and respectfully performed a deep bow.
"Disciple Chen Changsheng greets Grandmaster."
The Tongtian Sect Leader laughed loudly, his voice booming like a bell, making the eardrums of the immortals and gods in the hall buzz.
"Good lad, worthy of being a disciple of my Jie Sect."
"Rules should be followed. If anyone dares to break the rules, just hit them back."
"Even if the sky falls, your teacher will hold it up for you."
The moment those words were spoken, the entire hall fell into a deathly silence.
That's too domineering.
That's too protective of their own.
This is the Tongtian Sect Leader, who never knew how to write the five words "save face for others".
Yuanshi Tianzun snorted coldly, his body radiating a faint, pure immortal light: "Junior Brother Tongtian, this is the Heavenly Court, not your Golden Turtle Island. How can you so indulge your disciple? What kind of behavior is this?"
The Tongtian Sect Leader turned his head and looked at the sword intent in his eyes.
"Second Senior Brother, we disciples of the Jie Sect uphold justice and act according to the rules. How come you call it indulgence?"
"Is it only when disciples of the Chan Sect break the rules that it's considered proper conduct?"
The two were locked in a fierce battle, and the atmosphere in the hall suddenly plummeted to freezing point.
Even a mere exchange of words between sages is enough to send shivers down the spines of all the immortals in the hall.
The Styx Ancestor huddled in a corner, watching with great interest. He loved watching these kinds of dramas—internal strife among the three religions.
Da Yu nodded to himself, thinking to himself that the Tongtian Sect Leader was indeed worthy of his reputation.
With such a master protecting him, it's no wonder Chen Changsheng dared to establish such strict rules in front of the South Heaven Gate.
Seeing that the situation was not good, Haotian quickly stepped forward to smooth things over: "Your Excellencies, please calm down. Today is the Peach Banquet, and we should value harmony above all else."
The Tongtian Sect Leader glanced at him but didn't retaliate further. He then strode into the hall, carrying the Qingping Sword.
All the immortals of the Jie Sect rose in unison and bowed in respect.
"Welcome, Master Tongtian!"
The roar converged, almost lifting the dome of the Lingxiao Palace. The grandeur of ten thousand immortals paying homage was revealed in this moment.
The Tongtian Sect Leader walked to his own holy seat, sat down with a flick of his sleeve, glanced at the Yuanshi Tianzun beside him, and a cold smile appeared on his lips.
"Today's banquet is quite lively."
As soon as he took his seat, two sages from the three religions arrived, and the aura within the hall surged once more, becoming so dense that it almost solidified.
Chen Changsheng returned to his original position, feeling much more at ease. With his master present, things would be much easier from here on out.
Just then, a chorus of Buddhist chants suddenly resounded from the western sky.
Golden Buddha light surged from the horizon like a tide, sweeping across the heavens and covering the sky.
The Buddha's light contained both great compassion and an irresistible power of salvation; wherever it passed, even the void trembled slightly.
The two Western Saints have arrived.
Inside the Lingxiao Palace, chanting filled the air, and golden light was dazzling.
The grand procession of the two Western Saints has always been the largest in the primordial world. The Guide Daoist, with a sorrowful face, sits upright on a twelve-petaled golden lotus of merit, while the Zhunti Daoist holds a seven-treasure tree, with a smile on his face, and lotuses bloom with every step he takes.
As soon as the two arrived, the entire Heavenly Court was enveloped by their strong Western religious influence.
The Western disciples, who had previously suffered a setback at the South Heavenly Gate, now seemed to have found their pillar of support. They all stood up, their eyes filled with grievance and anticipation.
The leading disciple quickly stepped forward and knelt down on the ground.
"This disciple pays respects to the two sages!"
The Daoist Zhunti frowned slightly, looking at his somewhat disheveled appearance: "What happened? Why are you in such a state?"
The disciple then embellished the story of what happened outside the South Heavenly Gate.
"Reporting to the Sage, Chen Changsheng, the Heavenly Law Enforcement God of the Heavenly Court, is arbitrarily oppressing people by relying on mere Heavenly Rules! He not only publicly suppressed us, but also forced us to apologize to a demon monkey! This clearly shows that he doesn't respect our Western Sect and is damaging to the Sage's reputation!"
Upon hearing this, the hall fell silent.
All eyes were shifting back and forth between Chen Changsheng and the two Western Saints.
They've gone so far as to accuse someone of wrongdoing before even the saint.
A glint of excitement flashed in the eyes of the Styx Ancestor; the show was about to begin. Zhen Yuanzi, however, shook his head slightly.
These Western disciples are truly foolish to cause trouble on this occasion. Do they really think the Heavenly Court and the Jie Sect are made of clay?
The smile on Zhunti Daoist's face slowly faded, and he turned to look at Chen Changsheng with piercing eyes.
"Chen Changsheng, is this true?"
The saint's oppressive aura crashed down, like ten thousand mountains collapsing simultaneously.
Chen Changsheng felt as if the void around him was imprisoned, and even breathing became difficult.
But he still stood tall, the legal documents beside him gleaming faintly.
"Your Majesty, this is indeed true." Chen Changsheng's voice was calm, showing no fear whatsoever. "The Western disciples disregarded the Heavenly Court's laws, trespassed through the Southern Heavenly Gate, and insulted the Heavenly Court's righteous gods. As a celestial being who enforces the law, I suppressed them according to the law and ordered them to apologize. What is wrong with that?"
Zhunti sneered, and the Seven Treasures Tree in his hand trembled slightly.
"What a fine way to suppress according to the law! My disciples from the West are disciples of a sage, how can they be humiliated by mere heavenly rules? If you don't give me an explanation today, don't blame me for showing no mercy."
These words immediately created a tense atmosphere in the hall. Zhunti was openly bullying the weak.
Haotian's face darkened, and he was about to speak.
A cold snort came from the holy throne above, making the entire hall vibrate.
"Explain?"
"What explanation do you want?"
The Tongtian Sect Leader abruptly stood up, and the Qingping Sword emitted a clear sword cry. The Shangqing Sword Intent erupted, directly tearing Zhunti's saintly pressure to shreds.
Chen Changsheng felt a sense of relief wash over him and gave the Tongtian Sect Leader a grateful look.
The Tongtian Sect Leader stared coldly at Zhunti and said without any politeness, "Your Western disciple broke the rules first, so you deserve to be beaten."
What? The younger ones can't win, so the older ones jump out to protect them?
Do you think the Qingping Sword in my hand is just for show?
These words were incredibly domineering. The ten thousand immortals of the Jie Sect were so excited that they wanted to draw their swords on the spot.
Zhao Gongming loudly echoed, "Master is right! Those who break the rules will be punished!"
Zhunti's face turned ashen. How could he save face after being so publicly and angrily rebuked by the Tongtian Sect Leader?
"Tongtian, stop your nonsense! Your disciple has humiliated the West; that is an indisputable fact!"
The Tongtian Sect Leader sneered, "So what if I humiliate your West? If you're so capable, let's go out and have a battle right now. Let's see if your Seven Treasures Tree is more powerful, or my Immortal Execution Sword Formation is sharper."
Zhunti was speechless.
The Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation cannot be broken by anyone other than the Four Sages. How could he, alone, dare to risk such a calamity?
Upon seeing this, the Guide quickly chanted a Buddhist prayer: "Amitabha, Brother Tongtian, please calm down. It is true that my Western disciple acted rashly, but it is not a crime deserving of such punishment. I hope you will forgive me."
This is an attempt to save face for both sides.
The Master of Heaven, however, did not buy it at all.