142: Chapter 142 Please

In the center of Three Immortals Island, beside the three lights holy water pool.

Yinglong and Wuzhiqi used the Hunyuan magic power bestowed by Shi Yan to watch a live broadcast of the twelve Chan Sect Disciples.

It was both to find amusement in their boring cultivation and to monitor the Chan Sect Disciples to prevent the lives of the Mortals from being persecuted.

Wuzhiqi squatted by the pool, resting his chin on his claws, watching with great relish and bursting into hearty laughter from time to time.

"Hahahaha! Senior Yinglong, Senior Yinglong! You must look there!"

He slapped the ground, his Face bright with excitement, pointing at Que Liusun on the screen, his nature uninhibited:

"This Que Liusun, in order to spread negative information about Guangchengzi, actually didn't even spare a child, and got peed on his Face! It's too funny!!"

In one of the twelve surveillance screens, Que Liusun's Face was livid because he was surrounded by yellow water.

As a Da Luo Cultivator, it was naturally impossible to be stained by filthy things, but it had splattered on the ground...

The surrounding Mortals must have thought he was covered in it too, and whispers echoed in his ears.

Following the direction of Wuzhiqi's finger, Yinglong also saw the extremely aggrieved appearance of Que Liusun on the monitor and couldn't help but chuckle.

After chuckling twice, her expression turned serious:

"If they want to earn Human Race Karma, this is something they must experience."

To dissipate the resentment of the Human Race, besides working like a beast of burden for the Human Race, how could they not suffer some punishment?

For the Face-conscious Chan Sect Disciples, nothing ruins them more than social death.

Wuzhiqi blinked his monkey eyes, laughing so hard he swayed back and forth, his claws continuously slapping the jade ground beside him, his tail almost reaching the sky:

"Senior is absolutely right! This group of Chan Sect Golden Immortals, if they want to obtain the Karma of the Human Race, they must put down their pride and suffer this hardship!"

As a Disciple of Human Emperor Xuanyuan, it was necessary to understand the history of the Human Race's development.

After learning about the Battle of Zhuolu, Wuzhiqi's impression of the Chan Sect had dropped to freezing point, and within Three Immortals Island, he even dared to call Yuanshi by his full name.

There was no respect to speak of.

"Speaking of which, Senior Yinglong."

Wuzhiqi's playful smile, like a Sichuan opera Face-changing mask, turned cold.

"Is the Human Dao's punishment for the Chan Sect Golden Immortals too light? I want to apply to the Human Dao to increase their punishment."

"Just losing a bit of Face to gain Human Dao Karma, I feel it's not worth it."

Hearing this, Yinglong lowered her eyes and pondered for a moment, her fingertips gently rubbing her cuffs, carefully considering Wuzhiqi's words.

Thinking of the blood debt of the Battle of Zhuolu, the punishment received by the Chan Sect Disciples was disproportionate.

The act of exchanging for Human Dao Karma was indeed too easy.

A moment later, Yinglong looked up at Wuzhiqi, her eyes full of agreement, a look of approval curling the corners of her mouth:

"Little monkey, you still have the most ideas! You are right, mere humiliation of Face cannot make up for the blood debt they owe the Human Race. Such punishment is too light!"

Wuzhiqi's eyes lit up, the coldness around him slightly diminished, and he looked at Yinglong full of expectation:

"Senior Yinglong thinks so too, right? We must increase the punishment and let them properly repay their sins!"

Yinglong nodded slightly, no longer hesitating, immediately turned around, bowed slowly towards the Void Realm, her expression extremely respectful, and said loudly:

"Disciple Yinglong, pays respects to Revered Master! I implore Revered Master to bestow the kongtong seal!"

Inside the cave heaven of Three Immortals Island came a gentle and slightly playful chuckle.

"I have long known your thoughts. Since it is for the justice of the Human Dao, what harm is there in bestowing it upon you."

As the words fell, an imperial seal permeated with endless mysterious yellow Qi slowly landed in Yinglong's hand.

Yinglong took the kongtong seal and exchanged a look with Wuzhiqi; both of them could not hide the joy on their Faces.

Then they both bowed to the Void Realm again:

"Thank you, Revered Master/Human Emperor!"

Accompanied by a satisfied "Hmm" sound, the two were lifted up by gentle magic power.

Immediately after, Yinglong suspended the kongtong seal in the air.

The two bowed again, performed a respectful salute to the kongtong seal, and the Luck of the Human Race surged from their bodies into the supreme treasure.

"Human Dao above!"

"Disciple of the Human Emperor, True Dragon of the Human Dao — Yinglong. Disciple of the Human Emperor — Wuzhiqi. We implore the Human Dao to increase the punishment for the Chan Sect Golden Immortals who bear the blood debt of the Human Race!"

Wuzhiqi, his voice loud and tone earnest:

"Let them understand that what they owe the Human Race is not so easy to pay off!"

Yinglong also spoke in a deep voice, her tone firm: "The debt of past slaughter cannot be written off by simply doing good deeds!"

The kongtong seal hung in mid-air, descending a large amount of Human Dao Law, and two edicts went straight into the Primordial Spirits of Yinglong and Wuzhiqi.

[What punishment do you wish the Chan Sect Disciples to receive?]

Can we still choose?

Wuzhiqi heard this, a sharp glint flared in his eyes, and he immediately suggested excitedly:

"Reporting to the Human Dao! Wuzhiqi proposes that whenever the Chan Sect Golden Immortals are in Mortal territory, the tribulation Qi within their bodies must churn at all times, disturbing their Dao Heart!"

Yinglong stepped forward and added in a deep voice to the kongtong seal suspended in the air:

"Human Dao above, Yinglong has an addition."

"When doing good deeds, the intrusion of tribulation Qi can be slowed down."

The trio of Que Liusun were helping Mortals, so they certainly deserved better treatment than the nine Chan Sect Golden Immortals in the main hall.

The vast Human Dao will was silent for a moment, as if weighing the fairness of the punishment. The next second, a majestic voice sounded again:

[Granted]

As the word fell, the mysterious yellow light of the kongtong seal surged, and endless Human Dao power pierced through space, flying straight towards the Mortal territory, imprinting itself entirely within the bodies of the twelve Chan Sect Golden Immortals.

After doing all this, the Human Dao will slowly dissipated, and the kongtong seal also retracted its golden light, floating quietly in front of the two.

Wuzhiqi watched this scene and looked at Yinglong: "Senior, now Guangchengzi will also be affected by the tribulation Qi, right."

Yinglong watched the kongtong seal escape and nodded gently: "Even possessing the Luck of the Human Emperor Xuanyuan cannot resist the will of the Human Dao."

...

Meanwhile, in the Mortal territory.

Guangchengzi, who was teaching Dayu the Yuqing Immortal Technique, and the eight Golden Immortals who were cultivating by absorbing the Human Race's Luck.

As well as the trio in the Mortal city who were treating illnesses and planting vegetables, almost at the same time, their bodies trembled, and a sharp pain came from their Primordial Spirits.

The tribulation Qi in their bodies began to run wild again.

In the main hall, Guangchengzi suddenly opened his eyes wide, his expression changed drastically, the original comfort vanished instantly, his brows furrowed tightly, and his eyes were full of shock and panic.

"What is going on?!"

He subconsciously circulated his magic power, but the magic power was polluted by the tribulation Qi, and controlling a wisp was like controlling ten thousand strands before.

Feeling the changes in his body, Guangchengzi's Face turned from blue to white, and the unease in his heart climbed rapidly.

He didn't pay any attention to Dayu's expression on the side, forcibly suppressed the panic in his heart, and immediately sat cross-legged.

Closing his eyes, he circulated all his magic power, doing his best to regulate and suppress the tribulation Qi. The other eight Golden Immortals in the main hall had the same reaction, their expressions changing drastically.

And the city trio, because they were helping Mortals, unlocked the second entry.

So the tribulation Qi began to surge, but it was still acceptable.