The practice of the Phoenix proving and adjudicating its own case left all the dragon tribes in awe. This time, even those proud descendants of the third generation among the dragon clan understood the darkness within. What good could there be for us if we followed them to the celestial court? When did the Primordial Chaos become like this? Can our dragon clan still rise up?
With a smile, the Phoenix greeted them with eyes that were both surprised and angry. "Ha ha, I'm afraid you'll be frightened. That's why I'm just fooling around. The plaintiff is someone else."
She looked over at Wujia, who was temporarily serving as the jailer: "Wu Jialang, would it be alright if you were to take on the role of the plaintiff?"
The many dragons had just begun to have a bit of confidence in the future of the Primordial Chaos, but upon hearing this, their hearts sank halfway. You're going to try us, and now you're looking for a plaintiff right on the spot?
Wu Jialang was speechless, "Who should I sue? How should I sue?"
Wu Jialang was originally a woodsman, who had received teachings from Jiang Ziya. Although he didn't excel in Daoist cultivation, he did help out with various errands in the Prime Minister's household. His command of the written word may not have been profound, but at least he could write and calculate.
He thought it over seriously. He was quite satisfied with his current life and didn't want to get involved in such entanglements that he knew nothing about and couldn't control. Ascending to the celestial court? Where is the celestial court? Can I come back if I go there?
He was already married and had children in Zhou. He really didn't want to take the risk of losing everything.
With a nature that leans towards conservatism, Wu Jialang said with some trepidation, "Master, Jilong is but a simple villager with a rough demeanor and lacks knowledge of etiquette. I fear that I may inadvertently obstruct your grand endeavor."
The Phoenix and Deng Chanyu are still different after all. The Phoenix is not a cultivator of the Xuanmen, and she still practices the spells that are inherent in her own bloodline. The title "master" is like the one they call Yan Zhengdao, without any direct lineage between them. However, since the other party's status is higher than yours, simply calling her "master" is always a safe bet.
The official name of the Phoenix is "Liu Feng," so for those who are close, calling out "master" would be appropriate. For those who are slightly further away or wish to maintain a certain distance, referring to her as "six master" is also acceptable.
The Phoenix nodded. "Not wanting to wade into the muck? Since you're unwilling, then let your master handle it!"
"Master, the Dragon-Bearded Tiger is willing to serve as the plaintiff!"
As the Phoenix looked towards Jiang Ziya, the Dragon-Bearded Tiger took a step forward, voluntarily accepting the task of stirring up enmity.
The Dragon-Bearded Tiger was extremely low-profile in his daily life, aware of his ugly appearance and preferring to remain silent whenever possible.
This dragon, with a dragon's head, human body, and tiger claws, is referred to as having tiger claws. However, in reality, he only has one foot. When walking normally, he uses a form of bouncing. He advances by pushing himself forward using the strength of his claws. If he wishes to do so, he can also hop on one leg.
The Dragon-Bearded Tiger was born during the reign of the Solar Dragon, who was the eldest son of Huangdi, the Yellow Emperor. That was a millennium ago. Before becoming Jiang Ziya's disciple, he had also practiced for a thousand years. Eventually, he was killed by Wu Culture, a brawny fellow.
The Nine-Tailed Fox, the Dragon-Bearded Tiger, and even future White Primrose... It can only be said that the value of such thousand-year cultivation is too low.
Odibulla earns ten yuan for one banana, while the Dragon-Bearded Tiger has practiced for a thousand years, but he's no match for Wu Culture's brute strength in producing miracles.
It's not that they don't try their best or work hard enough, but the environment just isn't favorable.
Without Xuanmen orthodox methods and no guidance in cultivation, the vast majority of a thousand years of practice is essentially wasted effort.
The Dragon-Bearded Tiger has low visibility in Zhou's camp, and the Phoenix had thought of several scenarios, but never expected the usually low-key Dragon-Bearded Tiger to step forward at such a crucial moment.
She turned her eyes around, seeing the Dragon-Bearded Tiger's single foot, and thinking of the single-footed Kui cattle, she felt she had understood.
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As expected, upon seeing the Dragon-Bearded Tiger taking on the role of the plaintiff, the dragon clan burst into a fit of anger. Among them, the Kui dragon's reaction was the most intense: "Disgraceful! You, this lowly wild spawn, dare to provoke the true dragons!?"
The Dragon-Bearded Tiger held his fists tightly and remained silent. However, from the glance he directed towards the other dragons, it was clear that he harbored a considerable amount of anger.
The Phoenix pondered for a moment and then looked at Old Jiang.
Old Jiang is not just good to his disciples; he is exceptionally good.
For those who haven't found any opportunities and are interested in becoming immortals, they can become disciples of Jie. If they seek to ensure prosperity in life and after death, it's more common to become disciples of Lao Jiang.
Wu Jialang, with his mediocre talent, was led by his master to accumulate merits. "Killing Zhao Jiang, Sun He, plowing through Shen Jiao, and beheading Zhu Zizhen" — each enemy was tied down before he could behead them. In the end, he enjoyed great wealth and happiness in human life.
The original evaluation of the Dragon-Bearded Tiger was "nameless on the Records of Divinization, but built wonders for the Emperor's family." In the end, Old Jiang forcefully granted him a divine title as the God of the Ninth Ugly Star.
The ranking of the ninth ugly star is a bit low, but in terms of level, it is the same as Deng Chanyu's original sixth harmonic star.
This shows that Old Jiang is exceptionally good to his own people.
At this moment, hearing the numerous dragon tribes arrogantly insulting his disciple, he was filled with anger.
He then spoke to the Phoenix: "Since my apprentice is willing to come forward, please proceed with the trial of these reckless individuals at once."
"I will not fail the minister's trust."
After solving the plaintiff's problem, the Phoenix waved his hand and said, "Arrest them!"
Zhu Ganglie and Sha Wujing pushed a group of dragons outside.
The Phoenix was not concerned about the impact this would have on the celestial court or the High Heavenly King. Whether it was due to any reason, the fact remained that the dragon tribe had banded together to hinder Zhou's mission to replace the Xia Dynasty, which was hindering divine will. The High Heavenly King would not help them.
Even the High Heavenly King hoped they would fight more fiercely. He sat high on the Crown of Heaven, and he would never appear in person.
The celestial court is different from a sect; it does not require all officials to show loyalty to the High Heavenly King. It is a vast institution from top to bottom, in which various factions coexist and together maintain the order of the three realms.
This is somewhat like a company, where employees can be fully loyal to the company president? Please don't joke around!
The High Heavenly King, this great sovereign of heaven, is the highest-ranking manager, with various levels of managers beneath him. Currently, the Phoenix is one of them.
Now that the dragon clan has been captured "commissioned" by Jiang Ziya and handed over to the celestial court for trial, there has been no direct contact between the Phoenix and Kong Xuan in this process, and everything is completely in accordance with the procedures.
The Phoenix, holding twenty-plus dragons from the Shuishui Pass, was just about to ascend to the clouds when he saw the sky suddenly darken. The heavy storm clouds formed instantly, and an endless aura enveloped the entire region from Shuishui Pass to Jincheng in the northwest of Zhou. The human qi from Fengming Qi Mountain immediately counterattacked, but before a clear cry could be uttered, a colossal bolt of lightning pierced through heaven and earth, silencing all sounds. This phenomenon appeared as thunder but was actually an ancient tone of Dao. All beings, whether mortals or immortals, felt a sense of impending doom.
"Hahaha——vile creature! Great uncle has arrived. Release the master at once!" A third-generation dragon roared defiantly.
The dragon clan burst into tears of joy, shouting various things. Some called him "uncle," others "great uncle," but the qiu dragon, a senior elder of the dragon clan, looked ashamed: "I am incompetent, and I have to trouble my elder brother to come and save me. It truly shames me!"
