Chapter 2488 - 2486: Nothing Can Be Done
Those who wanted to accuse Hong Hai’er included not only the Fox Clan, but also the Dragon Clan of Yunmeng Marsh.
The Old Dragon King called for reinforcements from the East Sea, but Hong Hai’er had long gone.
His son, Ao Jie, angrily grabbed him and shouted, "Father, you are also a man. With the enemy at our heels, how could you abandon my mother and flee alone?"
The Old Dragon King also wailed mournfully, "It is the father’s fault, the father should have brought your mother along."
Several Little Kylins hurriedly dragged Ao Jie away, saying to him, "Calm down, we need to think of a way to take revenge on that Little Demon, not vent your anger on your father here!"
The group from the East Sea directly told them, "You cannot take revenge!"
Ao Jie retorted, "Why can’t we?"
One of them said, "That Little Demon is the son of the Bull Demon King, the master of Plantain Cave of Emerald Cloud Mountain, and is a disciple under Guanyin Bodhisattva. His uncle is the Great Sage Equal to Heaven, Sun Wukong, who now is the Victorious Fighting Buddha of the Western Direction. He can kill, but no one dares to kill him!"
Ao Jie’s expression changed; he hadn’t expected the Little Demon to have such powerful connections.
The Little Kylin spoke firmly, "So what? Even if he were the son of the Jade Emperor, he must adhere to justice. If everyone could kill at will, wouldn’t the world fall into chaos?"
The people from the East Sea continued to dampen their spirits, "Where is justice in this world? Strength is justice. Back then, the Third Prince Ao Bing of the East Sea was beaten to death by the son of Chentang Pass’s Commander, Third Prince Nezha, and who could do anything about it in the end? ’Survival of the fittest’ is the unchanging principle of our Immortal Realm. Since such misfortune has occurred, we can only consider ourselves unlucky."
The Little Kylin said, "You are right, ’survival of the fittest’ means whoever is stronger has justice. Where there is no justice, we challenge them with our fists. Even a common man, in a fit of rage, can spill blood three feet deep. Are we, cultivators, not even equal to such a man?"
"Young and rash!"
"Unaware of danger!"
"This is a matter for our Dragon Clan; don’t bring more trouble upon us."
"..."
The group from the East Sea said nothing about Hong Hai’er being wrong, but blamed the Little Kylin for being reckless.
The Little Kylin, fuming, shouted at Ao Jie, "Ao Jie, what do you mean? If you’re afraid of that brat, we’ll leave immediately. If you’re not afraid, let’s go together to Jade Isle to seek my father’s help. I cannot believe we can’t deal with just him, even with so many of us!"
Ao Jie’s eyes reddened, and overnight he seemed to have matured a lot, with no sign of his previously frivolous demeanor.
He asked the Old Dragon King, "Father, what are you planning to do about this?"
The Old Dragon King bowed his head and said, "Your uncles are right, we can’t match the backing of that Little Demon. But don’t worry, I will go to the heavens to complain about this brat. Your mother does have a title in the Heavenly Court. Since he killed a titled lady, the Jade Emperor will surely give our family an explanation."
Ao Jie, despairing, said, "Our East Sea’s eldest uncle also went to appeal to the Jade Emperor, but what happened in the end? Nezha still serves as the General commanding troops in the Heavenly Court, and has the Jade Emperor ever punished him?"
"Then, what do you suggest we do!"
The Old Dragon King clapped his hands, his face miserable, "We can’t possibly have Yunmeng Marsh ancestry fight desperately with that Little Demon, right? He has nothing to lose, while we have families and careers."
Ao Jie’s eyes were red with fury, he clasped his hands together and bowed before the Old Dragon King, "Father, the hatred of killing my mother cannot be forgotten. I will risk my life to seek revenge on that demon. To prevent Yunmeng Marsh from suffering, I hereby formally sever ties with you from today onwards. Any consequences hereafter will have no relation to Yunmeng Marsh."
"You, what madness has taken over you?"
The Old Dragon King was so enraged that he jumped up.
Ao Jie ignored him, turned back to signal the Little Kylin, and together they left the Dragon Palace.
The people from the East Sea curiously asked the Little Kylin, "What backgrounds do these young people have? They speak so boldly?"
The Old Dragon King responded, "They are disciples of the Immortals from Jade Isle."
"Jade Isle?"
"Sect of Severance people?"
The East Sea visitors were surprised and somewhat disdainful, "After the Divine Enthronement war, the Sect of Severance is but a name now. The disciples either died or left, who is there still to support them?"
"Ao Jie is still too young, you needn’t worry. After he hits a wall outside, with blood and broken head, he will naturally return."
"I believe going to complain to the heavens is more reliable; at least, the Jade Emperor would have to save face and give Yunmeng Marsh some compensation!"
"Yes, yes, go complain!"
"It’s the only feasible option for now!"
"..."
They gave some polite comfort to the Old Dragon King, then bid farewell and departed.
With only the Old Dragon King left in Yunmeng Marsh, he slapped his thigh and instructed Chancellor Turtle, "Draft a complaint, we’re going to complain to the heavens!"
Above the nine heavens lies the Heavenly Court.
As it is said, sitting in command of the eight directions.
There is no substantial land above, only a ground formed from gathered Spiritual Energy.
Various immortals above the nine heavens each have their own domains.
The Dragon King went to the Heaven-Piercing Palatial Hall, the Fox Clan went to Nuwa Palace.
Outside Nuwa Palace, cries filled the air.
Once the serving Young Servant reported inside, a female cultivator dressed in white, stunningly beautiful, quickly came out, surprised at the sobbing Fox Clan, "Sisters, why come here weeping?"
The Fox Clan hurriedly knelt and cried out, "Ancestor, please stand up for us!"
This woman was none other than Daji of Green Hill, whose body was beheaded at the Nine Nether Platform, leaving her Primordial Spirit to cultivate at Nuwa Palace.
The Fox Clan recounted Hong Hai’er’s deeds to Daji.
Daji was immediately enraged, "Is this demon bullying our Green Hill because we have no one?"
She instructed the Fox Clan, "Wait here quietly, do not disturb the Saint. I will go inside to report to the Saint and ask her to punish this scoundrel."
"Understood!"
The Fox Clan immediately fell silent, kneeling outside to wait quietly.
Inside Nuwa Palace, tranquility reigned.
Saint Nuwa often remained in closed-door cultivation; only disciples would be outside, tending the garden and caring for the plants.
After entering, Daji knelt outside the place where Saint Nuwa was in seclusion, tearfully lamenting, "Forgive my interruption, Saint, the fate of our Fox Clan is bitter indeed!"
The Saint inside waited for her to finish, then spoke, "I am already aware of the Fox Clan’s troubles, but this is destiny, I cannot stand up for you. However, if you wish to avenge the Fox Clan, an opportunity may now present itself."
Daji widened her eyes and said, "What opportunity?"
The Saint replied, "The Zhao Song dynasty is ending, and the Human Realm will soon face a calamity. You, being involved in this calamity, must descend to complete this task to truly find fulfillment. If you wish to seek revenge, this is one way. During the Divine Enthronement war, my palace owed you once; this time, let it be repaid. Consider carefully; if you decide, come back to find me!"
Daji kowtowed and cried in the direction of the Saint, "I am but a Little Demon of Green Hill, fortunate to receive the Saint’s favor to accomplish some tasks for her, never daring to claim credit. Since this is destiny, Daji will not hesitate."
The Saint inside was pleased, "You are wise enough. Dismiss those little foxes outside, and I will send you off!"
"Understood!"
After bowing her head, Daji went out, instructed the group of foxes, "This Little Demon is blessed with endless fate, and currently beyond us to defeat. You shall temporarily return, and I will look for an opportunity to seek revenge in the future."
Upon hearing this, the Fox Clan burst into cries again.
With no other options, they could only return to the Mortal Realm.
When Daji returned, she entered Nuwa Palace again.
The Saint raised her jade hand, wrapping it around Daji, transforming her into a Golden Yuan Spirit, and hurled her to the Mortal Realm.