143: Chapter 143 I don't know what to name it

Inside the Hall of the Co-Lord.

The expressions of the nine Golden Immortals changed simultaneously, and their Dao bodies trembled.

Dayu, who was beside Guangchengzi, took in all their unseemly appearances, a trace of imperceptible coldness flashing in his eyes.

"Well done, Yinglong, Wuzhiqi!"

As the Common Sovereign of the Human Race who held the Luck of the Human Race, even without being canonized as the Fifth Emperor, his perception of the Human Dao was not inferior to the other great sages who had returned.

He had known everything the moment the Human Dao agreed to the requests of Yinglong and Wuzhiqi.

Guangchengzi sat cross-legged, exerting all his strength to draw upon his own Luck, the Luck of the Chan Sect, and the Luck of the Human Race.

The first two were fine; they had a certain suppressive effect on the Tribulation Qi.

But the Luck of the Human Race was different; instead of suppressing it, it only added fuel to the fire.

With the Human Dao making a move, the Luck of the Human Race, which was as close as a pair of trousers, became the best catalyst for the Tribulation Qi.

Deep within Guangchengzi's Primordial Spirit.

The pitch-black Tribulation Qi surged instantly, and the wisp of magic power left behind by Yuanshi Tianzun was instantly eroded by it.

Guangchengzi only felt as if his Primordial Spirit had been thrown into a ruined, filthy sea of blood. The pain was unbearable, his spiritual altar was stained black, and his Daluo Dao Fruit was faintly unstable.

He gritted his teeth, a trace of blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth. He could no longer maintain his calm facade, and the magic power around his body surged chaotically, causing the Spiritual Qi in the hall to churn incessantly.

Dayu stood quietly to the side, his gaze calmly sweeping over the unseemly Guangchengzi and the other eight Golden Immortals who were equally miserable and pale. The trace of coldness in his eyes deepened.

He then invoked the authority of the Common Sovereign of the Human Race within his body and waved his hand lightly.

The dense Innate Spiritual Qi within the hall seemed to gain consciousness and began to resist the absorption of the nine Golden Immortals.

This added another layer of difficulty to their recovery.

The Spiritual Qi in the Hall of the Co-Lord churned incessantly. The nine Golden Immortals were all trapped in the backlash of the Tribulation Qi, believing that the Spiritual Qi was distancing itself due to the Tribulation Qi.

They would never suspect that it was Dayu's doing.

Dayu slowly retracted the hand hanging by his side, the aura around him returning to calm. He stepped forward and bowed slightly to Guangchengzi.

"Revered Master, you and the various Junior Martial Uncle Golden Immortals are all disturbed by the Tribulation Qi and need to meditate and recover. This Disciple will not disturb you further and will take his leave."

Guangchengzi gritted his teeth, his Primordial Spirit almost cracking from the gnawing of the Tribulation Qi. Hearing Dayu's words, he only managed to lift his trembling hand slightly and wave it casually. His voice was hoarse and obscure, carrying unconcealable pain:

"Retire..."

Hearing these three words, a trace of calculation imperceptibly curled the corners of Dayu's mouth, and he chuckled inwardly.

"To speak like that in the Hall of the Co-Lord, how arrogant!"

"Enjoy it!"

He said no more, his posture upright as he turned and walked toward the depths of the hall without the slightest attachment.

The moment he stepped out of the main hall, Dayu's eyes suddenly darkened. He raised his hand to form a seal, invoking the Luck of the Human Dao, and pale golden runes condensed at his fingertips, instantly enveloping the entire hall.

He set up a Restriction: entry prohibited, only exit allowed.

This was to prevent any clansmen coming for an audience from being slapped to death by a Golden Immortal.

The pale golden light curtain of the Restriction formed instantly, merging with the hall and faintly exuding the majesty of the Human Dao, firmly locking the inside and outside of the hall.

After doing all this, Dayu withdrew his hand, his expression indifferent, and walked straight toward the quiet room where Emperor Shun lived.

A moment later, Dayu pushed open the door of the quiet room, stepped inside, and closed the door behind him.

Emperor Shun was sitting on a prayer mat. Seeing Dayu return, he immediately stood up and said in a calm tone:

"Dayu."

Dayu walked to the opposite side of Emperor Shun and bowed: "Emperor Shun."

After the basic etiquette was completed, Dayu stated the purpose of his visit:

"Emperor Shun, I have recorded all the basic Yuqing Cultivation Technique taught by Guangchengzi. I have come here specifically to view the Yuqing Cultivation Technique left by the Human Emperor, so as to prepare for further study."

Shi Yan was willing to auction off the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors to obtain the Cultivation Technique of the four great Saint sects.

This was to perfect the Human Race system.

The Golden Core method taught by the Human Teachings (Renjiao) was only suitable for the Innate Human Race and not for the Acquired Human Race, which made up the majority of the population.

At the most primordial level, Shi Yan could create Cultivation Technique suitable for all Human Races, but the Cultivation Technique of the five Saints also had their merits.

A flash of understanding crossed Emperor Shun's eyes, and then his aura surged. Pale golden magic power condensed into a vast number of Human Race Dao scripts.

The quantity was so great that the quiet room was stained with a layer of thin gold.

"These are all the Chan Sect Cultivation Technique and Divine Ability left by the Human Emperor."

Three Cultivation Technique manuals, twenty-four Divine Ability, and over a hundred other levels of spells.

"Record all of these to avoid learning duplicates from Guangchengzi."

Looking at the golden Human Race Dao scripts floating all over the quiet room, Dayu swept his gaze over them, his Primordial Spirit scanning rapidly, and his eyebrows raised slightly.

"The quantity and quality are both good; they are worthy of a Saint's great sect."

Then, just as Dayu was recording them.

"How are Guangchengzi and the others doing now?"

Emperor Shun changed the subject and asked about the situation in the Hall of the Co-Lord.

A trace of indifferent smile curled the corners of Dayu's mouth: "They invoked the Luck of the Human Race and were backlashed by the Tribulation Qi of the Human Dao; they are currently struggling to suppress it."

Hearing this, Emperor Shun frowned slightly: "Do they really treat the Human Race as a Luck ATM?"

He looked toward the main hall and, through the Restriction, saw the nine Golden Immortals whose Dao bodies were trembling.

"This is also good. After experiencing this, I think the Luck of the Human Race will not be excessively tainted anymore."

"The three from the Chan Sect obtained a small amount of Karma in exchange for a large amount of Chan Sect Cultivation Technique. This trade is not a loss, but it is a grievance to you."

Bearing the Tribulation Qi, he could not enjoy the Luck of the Human Race.

Moreover, if the plan went smoothly, the Chan Sect Disciples would not be able to interfere with Dayu's promotion of the Human Race in establishing a unified nation.

The Karma they obtained was only gained by Que Liusun and the other two healing the sick and helping Mortals.

While Dayu activated his Primordial Spirit to inscribe the golden Dao scripts filling the sky one by one, he replied indifferently: "It is no matter."

"Just consider it as having been bitten by the Yao Race."

Hearing Dayu's indifferent words, Emperor Shun sighed softly, his eyes full of pity and approval:

"You have always prioritized the overall situation of the Human Race. But after this, the Chan Sect will definitely propose a large number of suggestions in the name of Revered Master and Disciple, asking you to build the Human Race."

"Remember not to be disturbed by them. The opinions of a group of Innate beings will only affect the normal development of the Human Race."

Dayu's Primordial Spirit continued to rapidly inscribe the golden Dao scripts before him, imprinting each Cultivation Technique deep into his Divine Sense.

His tone was calm and waveless: "That is natural."

"And even if they propose useful suggestions, I will not promote them. I will wait until the Karma between Revered Master and Disciple is severed before I promote them."

Emperor Shun nodded slightly, "It is good that you have a plan in mind."

As his voice fell, he disappeared from the spot, leaving the quiet room to Dayu.

When he appeared again, he had already arrived at Three Immortals Island.

He landed in the center of the island, next to the Sanguang Holy Water Pool.

He looked at Yinglong and Wuzhiqi, who were observing the surveillance, and asked: "Yinglong, is the Heavenly Emperor not on Three Immortals Island?"

Yinglong and Wuzhiqi were staring at the image of the Hall of the Co-Lord displayed in the formation, taking in the miserable appearance of the nine Golden Immortals being backlashed by the Tribulation Qi. Hearing Emperor Shun's voice, the two immediately turned to salute.

Yinglong bowed, his tone steady: "Greetings, Emperor Shun. Teacher has just left Three Immortals Island and gone to the Netherworld."

Emperor Shun frowned slightly and said helplessly: "Not here?"