Taiyi Dao Fruit

"If Minister of Works still has any tricks up your sleeve, you'd better use them quickly. If you wait too long, Manjusri will recover."

The Heavenly Charm True God breathed out a mouthful of deep blue vapor and chuckled gently.

After Manjusri condensed the Great Sun Tathagata Dharma Form, aside from gathering and refining more Dharma Forms, his biggest goal should be obtaining the Ochre Whip and the Divine Farmer's Cauldron in Jiang Li's hands.

Which member of the Jiang family wouldn't covet these two treasures?

Manjusri may not care about the Jiang family's main branch reclaiming past glory, but he certainly cares about these two treasures.

Even at Manjusri's Realm, the Ochre Whip and Divine Farmer's Cauldron still hold immense significance for him, sufficient to elevate his strength once more, adding leverage to his ambition to replace the Awakened.

Whether for personal advancement or strategic consideration for spreading Buddhist Law eastward, Manjusri will launch an attack again as quickly as possible.

This time, he deliberately did not bring Tan Wuwei for the sake of the Great Sun Tathagata Dharma Form. Next time, it will be a joint assault by three Great Masters, accompanied by the army of the Buddha Country, signaling the final showdown.

"Minister of Works, time waits for no one."

The Heavenly Charm True God spoke softly, the faint mist lingering around, stirring subtle thoughts.

She was about to persuade further, but unexpectedly, a Sword Light suddenly flashed by, cutting the jade smoking pipe reaching her lips.

"Silence your demonic words," Daoist Guang Cheng said calmly, "others might not know the means of the Heavenly Charm Demon God, but I do. Cursed creature, if you spout more demonic words, I will strike you down."

Even a third-grade strong person, despite being severely injured, can still easily kill a fourth-rank. When Daoist Guang Cheng was young, he was known for his mercilessness. It's said that one of the Immortal Queen's sisters had her Heavenly Spirit shattered by Daoist Guang Cheng, becoming a headless beauty.

"I didn't expect the Daoist to be so familiar with me."

Heavenly Charm, unafraid, still wore a delicate smile and said, "I wonder which fellow disciple from the sect betrayed me, informing the Daoist of my means?"

The Devil God Sect is rife with infiltrations; all sides have their spies. Though Yuxu Temple has few members, judging from Daoist Guang Cheng's words, they too have inserted spies.

Of course, Daoist Guang Cheng knew he had revealed some information, but he didn't mind, only giving Heavenly Charm a glance without speaking further.

However, Heavenly Charm wasn't ready to let go.

"Is it that Holy Infant boy?"

She said quietly, "Daoist Guang Cheng may not know, but those in the sect are entirely transparent before the Great Venerable. Even under the protection of a master like the Daoist, the Great Venerable can still see through the sect members. Once you're on the Great Venerable's list, no one can hide their identity."

As her words fell, the Yin Yang Two Extremes Sword appeared again, its fierce Sword Momentum locking onto the Heavenly Charm True God.

She was right.

"Are you threatening me?" Daoist Guang Cheng's voice remained calm, but his killing intent was evident.

"How dare I," Heavenly Charm protested, "it's the Great Venerable threatening the Daoist, not me."

Though on the same side, tensions inevitably arose at this moment.

With Daoist Guang Cheng's Sword Momentum, if he decided to act, Heavenly Charm would likely face certain Death, provided that the Great Venerable's Avatar was not nearby and that the Great Venerable's aura was indeed only activated by the Heavenly Charm True God.

"Ah, brother, does your wife know about your actions?" Jiang Li sighed upon observing.

A threat, is it? Who doesn't know how?

Whether the good elder brother heard it was unknown, but Heavenly Charm certainly did.

And the smile on her face instantly lost its warmth.

Even when locked onto by Daoist Guang Cheng's Sword Momentum earlier, this lady maintained a faint smile, never losing composure. Yet upon hearing Jiang Li's words, she lost it.

'A story here.'

Jiang Li tilted his mouth slightly and continued, "If your wife knew of your intentions, how heartbroken would she be? Of course, she might punish you by making you kneel on the Fire Lotus for three days and nights."

Listening to this, Daoist Guang Cheng felt something was off, wondering why suddenly the discussion shifted to Jiang Sikong's brother and sister-in-law. However, as a third-grade strong person, his Spiritual Sense hinted at a big secret before him.

Heavenly Charm, on the other hand, felt things were going awry.

Jiang Li's gaze seemed to pierce through her body and soul, making her inner turmoil incontrovertible.

Compared to Jiang Li, Heavenly Charm's methods of stirring hearts seemed rather low-level.

"Minister Sikong, please reconsider."

Hurriedly leaving this statement, Heavenly Charm awkwardly disappeared into the deep blue mist.

Facing Jiang Li's penetrating gaze, Heavenly Charm wisely chose a strategic retreat to avoid being broken down.

Though escape might be disgraceful, not escaping would be not just disgraceful.

Seeing this Demon God flee, Jiang Li let out a sneer, "Can't handle the Great Venerable, but can't handle you?"

However, after sneering, Jiang Li too felt the pressure.

Manjusri remains the toughest challenge currently. Crossing this hurdle with his current strength is insufficient.

The simplest solution now is to return to the Divine Capital and embrace the Emperor Dao Fruit, but this contradicts Jiang Li's original plan. Moreover, inheriting the Emperor Dao Fruit also inheriting Great Zhou's affairs, moving forward requires tidying up Great Zhou.

One of the Emperor Dao Fruit Divine Skills—[I Am the State], is tied to Jiangshan, Sheji. The more prosperous Great Zhou is, the stronger the feedback, and vice versa, the weaker.

Thinking this, Jiang Li also glanced at Daoist Guang Cheng.

This Daoist has now recovered from his injuries, his complexion improved considerably, but his right hand still oozes blood beads, looking rather grim.