The First Demon of the Chan Sect
Chapter 113 - 113 59 Remodeling the Physical Body Ascending to the Heavenly Court on Qingming

113: Chapter 59: Remodeling the Physical Body, Ascending to the Heavenly Court on Qingming 113: Chapter 59: Remodeling the Physical Body, Ascending to the Heavenly Court on Qingming Indeed, to ensure Poseidon’s loyalty, the only way is to keep him firmly in hand, so one can rest assured.

Poseidon’s sliver of soul essence was captured by Li Qingming, needing only a thought to annihilate his soul, dissipating into nothingness.

“Is, is it over just like this?” A group of Ancestor Witches, staring wide-eyed and dumbfounded at Poseidon who knelt on one knee, were full of doubts.

“Brother Li, what exactly is going on!” Zhu Rong, with the most explosive and straightforward personality, wore his emotions on his face.

Now that the matter was concluded, he naturally asked out loud.

Li Qingming turned his head to look at the group of Ancestor Witches, did not answer, only smiled, and walked straight towards the back hall of the Ancestral Witch Hall, saying as he walked, “Poseidon, follow me.

I will reconstruct your physical body!”

In the back hall, Li Qingming stood in a quite spacious open-air courtyard, took out a palm-sized stone pool from his storage space, and threw it towards the courtyard.

The small pool grew as it met the wind, and when it hit the ground, it still swelled to nearly a hundred feet in size.

The originally unclear stone outline also became apparent.

The pool was oval-shaped, seemed like an ordinary stone pool, but was rolling with scorching waves.

A milky white halo slowly rose from the bottom of the pool.

Amidst the surrounding fairy mist, the originally bright and cheerful courtyard seemed to dim instantly.

The surrounding light was all absorbed by the stone pool.

Above the sky, clusters of golden auspicious clouds blocked the milky white light pillar rising from below.

Numerous rune patterns, like wriggling tadpoles, floated around the pool, gathering and scattering from time to time, their moving trajectories seeming to contain the secrets of life of Heaven and Earth.

However, for these lively runes, the group of Ancestor Witches were left dizzy and dazzled.

In the center of the stone pool, there was a sculpture raised high.

The sculpture was a quite handsome young man.

The young man held a book in his hands, his eyebrows slightly furrowed, and a pair of large white jade wings stretched behind him, as if about to soar into the sky.

Li Qingming looked at the Angel Rebirth Pool, nodded with satisfaction, and said to Poseidon: “Poseidon, jump in!”

As a soul entity, Poseidon was quite sensitive to spiritual energy.

Feeling this overwhelming vitality, Poseidon could no longer restrain his excitement and plunged in with a splash,

But very soon, he regretted it.

The milky white spiritual energy, like mischievous children, cheered and jumped into Poseidon’s soul.

The pervasive spiritual energy, although dense, tormented Poseidon terribly.

The golden runes around the stone pool sped up their rotation, crazily absorbing the surrounding spiritual energy to replenish the pool’s consumption.

After about an hour, a handsome young man with blue hair and blue eyes, naked, stepped out of the Angel Rebirth Pool, and a gust of wind blew past.

A water-blue soft armor and a large red cloak instantly wrapped around his exposed skin.

The young man walked up to Li Qingming, knelt on one knee, and said, “Honorable master, thank you for your generous help in reconstructing your servant’s physical body!”

Li Qingming smiled and said, “You have just returned to the cultivation level of a Daluo Golden Immortal.

When you have sufficient strength, I will send you back to the Titan World!”

Poseidon, previously haughty and arrogant, merely nodded and stood beside Li Qingming.

“Brother Li, what is this again?

You really have a lot of novel things!” Wind Ancestor Witch Tian Wu stretched out his hand, stirring randomly in the Angel Rebirth Pool.

“Hehe, let’s go to the front hall.

I’ll explain to you all in detail!” Li Qingming looked at the Angel Rebirth Pool, gave up the idea of retrieving it, and walked back to the front hall with large steps.

Inside the Ancestral Witch Hall, everyone sat down.

Li Qingming then elaborated from Cain to the Middle Ancient World, then to the robbing of Yahweh, and the destruction of Satan…

He explained everything in detail to the group of Ancestor Witches.

“Damn, I didn’t expect there to be such good places!” Naz waved his fists, as large as sandbags, excitedly and said, “Brother Li, with such good things happening, why didn’t you call us?

That’s too unjust!”

“Exactly, exactly!”

“How could you forget us when there’s a fight?

That’s too unrighteous!”

…

A group of Ancestor Witches argued heatedly, all blaming Li Qingming for being unrighteous.

Even Houtu and Xuanming kept throwing disapproving glances at Li Qingming!

Li Qingming felt dizzy and secretly transmitted that Poseidon was cultivating in the Ancestral Witch Hall while he himself turned into a wisp of blue smoke and escaped from the Ancestral Witch Hall.

Li Qingming, flying up to the clouds, gently patted his chest and exhaled a long breath, saying, “Phew!

These madmen, they are so unreasonable!

I better hide for now!”

Thinking back to his Penglai Island, which had been left unattended for over a thousand years and lacked any Array, he headed towards Heavenly Court.

At this moment, Di Jun and Taiyi were in a terrible mood.

The two who had never suffered such a great loss were burning with rage in their chests!

“Big brother, this brat Zhu Rong is truly detestable!

If it weren’t for my long battle with that strange Poseidon, I wouldn’t have been defeated by Zhu Rong due to insufficient mana!” Taiyi said venomously, with a face full of unwillingness.

Taiyi also had a gloomy look, in a poor state of mind in Min County.

“Ha ha ha, who has provoked such fury in Your Majesties, truly deserving to die!” Li Qingming laughed heartily as he walked boldly into the Palace of the Polestar.

The two’s expression slightly cleared, and Di Jun barely mustered a smile, bowing to Li Qingming, “Fellow Daoist jests, previously Lady Nuwa established the Nuwa Palace, thus we did not reunite with Fellow Daoist.

This time you must stay for a few more days when you visit!”

Li Qingming returned the gesture, “Of course!

But you haven’t explained, what has made you so furious?”

“Hmph!

Who else could it be, if not that damn Witch Tribe!” Before Di Jun could answer, Taiyi said angrily.

“Does the Witch Tribe really have such capabilities?” Li Qingming feigned surprise as he glanced at Taiyi and asked softly.

A look of embarrassment crossed Taiyi’s face, he said hesitantly, “Earlier, I was injured in a fight with others, losing some primordial energy.

That brat Zhu Rong took advantage of my weakness and ambushed me.

That’s why I was defeated by him!”

Li Qingming cursed inwardly, “Damn it!

To think you, East Emperor Taiyi, a sovereign of the Demon Race, would spout such shameless lies!”

Seeing Li Qingming’s odd expression, Di Jun stepped forward to smooth things over, “It’s nothing serious, let the past be the past.

This loss will be recovered sooner or later.

Why dwell on one battle?”

Li Qingming nodded slightly, “Di Jun Fellow Daoist speaks wisely!

Taiyi Fellow Daoist, please ease your mind, recover well and then seek revenge on Zhu Rong when you’re ready!”

Li Qingming’s words hit a sore spot for Taiyi, as one knows their own affairs best.

Even if his injuries healed, he might not necessarily defeat Zhu Rong in a solo fight.

With no other choice, Di Jun nodded slightly, what use was reluctance?

“Fellow Daoist, since you’ve come, we must share some matters with you.

You’ve been too irresponsible as the North Emperor!” Di Jun laughed, tugging lightly at Taiyi’s sleeve.

Taiyi forced out an extremely ugly smile, agreeing with Di Jun, “Big brother’s words are exactly my thoughts, Fellow Daoist, you must be wary of that treacherous Demon Emperor!”

Li Qingming waved his hand, speaking formally, “This time I’ve come to discuss a significant matter with all fellow Daoists!”

Seeing Li Qingming’s serious expression, Di Jun said, “Oh?

What is it that makes Fellow Daoist so solemn?”

“What do you think of the spiritual energy on the Primordial Land?” Instead of answering, Li Qingming posed a seemingly unrelated question.

Di Jun frowned, pondering for a moment before responding, “It’s been over a thousand Twelve Yuan Hui since the Pan Gu God created heaven and earth, and the Primordial Land is still abundant with spiritual energy!

What makes Fellow Daoist say this?”

Li Qingming smiled lightly, “Since the Dragon Han Calamity, the West has been in ruins.

Most creatures have fled to the East to find places for hidden cultivation.

However, in the East, there are also numerous beings, and those with great cultivation often exhaust miles of spiritual energy around them during their practice.

Replenishing this spiritual energy isn’t an easy task overnight!”

Di Jun nodded thoughtfully, “Fellow Daoist makes a sensible point.

Considering the vast number of creatures in the East, even the unconscious breathing consumes terrifying amounts of spiritual energy.

Over time, won’t our future generations lack energy for cultivation?”

Li Qingming nodded lightly, “I’ve come this time to address this concern for the future.”

Di Jun and Taiyi’s eyes lit up, both asking simultaneously, “What is the solution?”

Li Qingming pointed to the sky with one hand, mysteriously declaring, “From the void, bless the Primordial!”