Primordial Era: A man at the mouth of the Guanjiang River marries the Third Holy Mother.

Chapter 619 We'll borrow this God-Slaying Whip!

"Understood."

Chen Changsheng nodded, his face expressionless, as if he had only heard about a trivial matter.

His calm demeanor only made Haotian, who had just experienced the baptism of a saint's oppressive aura and whose emotions were like a roller coaster ride, even more excited.

"You know? And this is your reaction?"

Haotian's eyes widened, and he grabbed Chen Changsheng's arm, spitting out words.

"Do you know what? Just now, right here in the Lingxiao Palace, I forcefully shut down the Primordial Celestial Lord! That old fellow was furious!"

As he spoke, a sickly flush rose to his face, a complex mix of extreme excitement and lingering fear.

"Awesome! This is so awesome! How many years have I been in this position? I've never felt this good before! Before, when I saw those saints, they all looked down on me and treated me like I didn't exist. Today, even the Primordial Celestial Venerable himself has come to my door, and I'm not going to give him any face! Hahaha!"

Haotian laughed heartily, but after a long while, his voice suddenly stopped, and his face was instantly filled with worry again.

He lowered his voice and nervously leaned close to Chen Changsheng's ear.

"However, Changsheng, this feud is now truly settled. That Primordial Celestial Venerable is notoriously petty and vindictive. The look in his eyes before he left was as if he wanted to devour me alive."

"I fear my throne as Heavenly Emperor will not be peaceful in the future. The Chan Sect will surely try every means to cause trouble for the Heavenly Court!"

The Queen Mother of the West, standing to the side, also looked worried. She gently tugged at Haotian's sleeve and said with concern.

"Yes, Your Majesty, he was, after all, a sage. Although we vented our anger today, how should we deal with the Chan Sect's retaliation?"

Seeing his uncle and aunt's mixture of pleasure and fear, and their anxious and uncertain expressions, Chen Changsheng couldn't help but find it amusing.

That's all the ambition they have.

So what if you just broke ties with a sage? Why are you making such a fuss?

Back when my cultivation was still low, didn't I still manage to ruin Yuanshi Tianzun's scheme?

Saints aren't invincible.

The slaying spear in his hand is still waiting to be used.

"trouble?"

Upon hearing Haotian's words, Chen Changsheng suddenly burst into laughter.

His sudden laughter stunned Haotian and Yaochi.

"What are you laughing at, you little brat?"

Haotian glared at him, annoyed.

"You still have the mind to laugh? Give me some advice!"

"Well, I do have some ideas."

Chen Changsheng stopped laughing, slowly picked up the spiritual tea that Deng Chanyu had just brewed from the table next to him, and took a small sip.

Looking at Haotian's anxious face, he calmly dropped a bombshell that silenced the entire Lingxiao Palace.

"Uncle, can we borrow that God-Slaying Whip?"

"Cough cough cough..."

Haotian was about to speak when Chen Changsheng's words shocked him so much that his majestic imperial face instantly turned a deep purplish-red.

Yaochi's beautiful eyes widened suddenly, and she froze on the spot.

borrow?

What did they just hear?

borrow?

Haotian finally caught his breath. He pointed at Chen Changsheng, his fingers trembling, looking at him like he was an idiot.

"You... what did you say? Borrow? You want me to lend the God-Slaying Whip to the Primordial Heavenly Lord?"

He felt like his brain wasn't working properly.

Is this kid crazy?

He had just risked his life for this damned whip, even revealing his trump card as a sub-sage, and completely broken ties with the Primordial Celestial Venerable.

And now you're telling me you want to lend out this whip?

Isn't this like taking off your pants to fart—completely unnecessary?

Do not!

This is practically like picking my face off from the ground, wiping it clean, and then personally placing it under the feet of the Primordial Celestial Venerable so he can stomp on it as hard as he can!

"Chang Sheng, you...you're not kidding, are you?" Yao Chi's voice trembled slightly. She simply couldn't understand her nephew-in-law's thought process.

Seeing the two people's expressions of utter disbelief, Chen Changsheng simply calmly put down his teacup.

"Of course I'm not joking."

He looked at Haotian with a mysterious smile on his face.

"Uncle, you were right to stand up to Yuanshi Tianzun and refuse to lend it to him."

"That was to tell him, to tell the Three Realms, that my Heavenly Court is not a soft persimmon that the Chan Sect can manipulate at will. This is a matter of stance, a matter of dignity; we cannot back down even a single step!"

Haotian nodded in deep agreement upon hearing this, straightening his back even more.

That's right, that's exactly the point!

"but……"

Chen Changsheng changed the subject.

"Positions are one thing, business is another. Why can't we lend out this God-Slaying Whip?"

"What?"

Haotian, who had just straightened his back, collapsed again. He was completely bewildered by Chen Changsheng.

"What...what does this mean?"

Seeing his bewildered expression, Chen Changsheng stopped keeping him in suspense and slowly began to explain.

"Uncle, don't rush, let me explain it to you slowly."

Chen Changsheng held up one finger and said calmly.

"First of all, what exactly is this God-Slaying Whip?"

"It was indeed bestowed by the Dao Ancestor to control the power of those listed on the Investiture of the Gods. But think about it carefully, isn't there a prerequisite for its function?"

Haotian frowned, subconsciously following Chen Changsheng's train of thought.

premise?

"The premise is that this person must die first, and his true spirit must be listed on the Investiture of the Gods before the God-Slaying Whip can work on him, striking his divine position and weakening his cultivation."

Chen Changsheng looked at Haotian and continued speaking.

"In other words, as long as the person isn't dead or on the list, the God-Slaying Whip is only so-so in power against a lively immortal. At most, it's a decent acquired merit-based spiritual treasure. Compared to its true authority, it's not worth mentioning at all."

"Before the Investiture of the Gods ends, this thing, to put it bluntly, is just a mascot, a decoration whose symbolic meaning outweighs its practical function!"

As Haotian listened to Chen Changsheng's analysis, his eyes gradually brightened.

Yup!

How could he not have thought of that!

He always viewed the God-Slaying Whip and the Investiture of the Gods as a whole, believing that this thing was incredibly powerful and the core of this great calamity.

But after Chen Changsheng explained it to him, he suddenly realized what was going on.

The power of the God-Slaying Whip is based on the Investiture of the Gods!

Without the gods who were "dead" on the Investiture of the Gods, it's just an empty promise!

"And then?" Haotian asked impatiently, as if grasping at a straw.

"Then, the second question arises."

Chen Changsheng then extended his second finger.

"Who decides who makes the list?"

"Is it the Chan Sect? Is it the Jie Sect? Neither!"

Chen Changsheng stared intently at Haotian, his voice firm and resolute.

"It is the Heavenly Dao! It is the Great Calamity! And it is you, the ruler of the Three Realms who holds the Investiture of the Gods!"

"The Investiture of the Gods is in your hands! This is the most crucial authority in the entire Investiture of the Gods calamity! As long as the list exists, the final interpretation of who is listed, what divine position they are given, and what treatment they enjoy, still rests with you, doesn't it?"

boom!

These words, like a bolt of lightning, instantly cleaved through all the fog in Haotian's mind!

His whole body trembled violently because of these words; it wasn't fear, but extreme excitement!

Yes!

Investiture of the Gods!

The Investiture of the Gods is still in his hands!

This is the fundamental point!

So what if Yuanshi Tianzun took away the God-Slaying Whip? So what if his disciples of the Chan Sect fought to the death and sent people to the list of successful candidates?

As long as the list remains in my hands, when it comes to distributing the spoils, how much to distribute is entirely up to me, the Heavenly Emperor.

"so……"

Haotian looked at Chen Changsheng, his voice trembling slightly, already sensing what Chen Changsheng was about to say.

"So, let's just lend them this God-Slaying Whip without hesitation!"

Chen Changsheng shrugged and smiled like a fox who had stolen a chicken.

"Let the Chan Sect take this 'divine whip' and fight the Jie Sect, let them be the first to stick their necks out, and let them do all the dirty and hard work."

"Our Heavenly Court sits here in the Lingxiao Palace, calmly watching them fight like dogs."

"Once they've finished fighting, the carnage is over, and the Investiture of the Gods is complete, will this God-Slaying Whip still have to be returned to you intact?"

"At that time, we will not only get a list of the Heavenly Court's true gods for free, but we can also expand our Heavenly Court's army."

"Uncle, do you think this deal is worthwhile?"

Cost-effective!

It's a bargain!

This is more than just a good deal; it's an absolute steal!

Haotian was completely dumbfounded after hearing Chen Changsheng's intricate and vicious plan.

He stared blankly at his nephew-in-law, his mouth opening and closing repeatedly, before finally managing to squeeze out two words through his teeth.

"You...you're really vicious!"

This scheme is practically a trap to kill that old fellow, Yuanshi Tianzun!

They gave him the God-Slaying Whip, gave him hope, and made him believe that he had the initiative in the Investiture of the Gods.

In the end, he was just a free henchman for the Heavenly Court, and in the end, he even had to lose his underwear!

"Hahaha! Great! Brilliant! Absolutely brilliant!"

After figuring out all the key points, Haotian could no longer suppress his joy. He slapped his thigh and burst into laughter, laughing so hard that tears almost streamed down his face.

The worry and fear in my heart vanished instantly, replaced by endless comfort and pleasure!

He was already looking forward to seeing the smug look on Yuanshi Tianzun's face when he got the God-Slaying Whip.

"Okay, okay! Let's do it this way!"

Haotian slapped the armrest of the throne, looking triumphant.

"I will arrange for someone to deliver the God-Slaying Whip to him immediately! I will also personally write a letter to apologize to him, saying that I was confused before, but now I have figured it out and am willing to fully support his Chan Sect's great undertaking of bestowing titles upon the gods!"

If he's going to act, he'll act the whole thing!

He wanted to make Yuanshi Tianzun completely believe that he, Haotian, had already backed down and surrendered!

Seeing Haotian's impatient look, Chen Changsheng smiled and shook his head.

"Uncle, there's no need to send a message, and there's no need for anyone else to deliver the God-Slaying Whip."

"Oh? So what do you mean?" Haotian looked at him with some confusion.

Chen Changsheng stood up, dusted off his sleeves, and a playful smile appeared on his lips.

"I will personally go on this mission."

"What? You're going yourself?"

Haotian's smile froze instantly. He looked at Chen Changsheng, his brows furrowing tightly.

"No! Absolutely not!"

Without even thinking, he immediately refused.

Are you kidding me!

Should we send Chen Changsheng to deliver it?

What is your current status, Chen Changsheng?

A member of the Jie Sect, a Heavenly Enforcer of the Heavenly Court! The Grand Preceptor of the Great Shang Dynasty!

Most importantly, you've been at odds with the Chan Sect since you first emerged, and the grudges you've formed with Yuanshi Tianzun are no less than those of me, the Heavenly Emperor!

The Primordial Celestial Venerable had just suffered a setback in the Lingxiao Palace and was seething with anger.

Now, you're just swaggering around like a "treasure-delivering boy," heading straight to his lair, the Jade Void Palace on Kunlun Mountain.

Isn't this just rushing to get yourself killed?

"Chang Sheng, are you insane?"

The Queen Mother of the West was also anxious. She quickly walked up to Chen Changsheng, her face full of worry.

"What kind of status does Yuanshi Tianzun have? Although he dares not openly kill you out of respect for the sages, it would be easy for him to make things difficult for you and set a trap for you to fall into."

"It's far too dangerous for you to go! What if... what if he gets enraged and attacks you without regard for his status? What then?"

In their view, Chen Changsheng's actions were tantamount to a lamb being led to the slaughter.

Seeing how nervous the two of them were, treating him like a fragile porcelain doll, Chen Changsheng felt a little helpless.

Danger?

In his entire life, what wasn't dangerous in everything Chen Changsheng did?

Arm wrestling with sages has almost become second nature to me.

Could a mere Taoist temple of the Primordial Celestial Venerable be a den of dragons and tigers?

Besides, for others, going to Kunlun Mountain might be suicide.

He's going there to buy goods!

Chen Changsheng had already begun to make plans in his mind.

Kunlun Mountain is one of the most sacred immortal lands in the primordial world, the lair of the Primordial Celestial Venerable, and one of the Three Pure Ones transformed from the primordial spirit of Pangu.

This place, imbued with the spirit of heaven and earth and the essence of the sun and moon, must hold countless treasures.

My treasure-hunting shovel, which ignores all restrictions, hasn't been used for a long time since I dug up the fragment of the Eastern Emperor Bell in Nuwa Palace. It's been itching for a long time!

How could he possibly let go of such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to openly "visit" the sage's temple?

If I let someone else deliver it, I'd lose out big time!

Of course, these are thoughts that absolutely cannot be shared with Haotian and the others.

A reassuring smile appeared on Chen Changsheng's face as he slowly began to explain.

"My second brother-in-law, Yang Jian, is still cultivating at the Jade Void Palace on Kunlun Mountain, isn't he? Speaking of which, it's been quite a while since we brothers last saw each other after he went up the mountain. This time I'm going, so I'll take the opportunity to visit him as well."

"After all, we're all family."

This reason is absolutely flawless.

If you visit your relatives and casually present them with a magic whip, who can find fault with it?

Surely the Primordial Celestial Venerable wouldn't even refuse such a small favor?

Upon hearing this, Haotian finally felt completely relieved of his worries.