810: Chapter 282: Helplessness of the Calamity Elder [Three Updates, Request for Votes]_3 810: Chapter 282: Helplessness of the Calamity Elder [Three Updates, Request for Votes]_3 “Second Senior Brother, are we really just going to let them off like that?”
“Heavenly Court is competing with us for the numerous minor worlds; once they’ve selected enough celestial officials, a full-scale war is bound to happen!”
“Yes, Second Senior Brother, the Misty Realm has remnants of the Dao Charm left by the Tongtian Sect Leader.
I’m afraid they might have some tricks up their sleeves, we can’t attack forcefully, perhaps…
do nothing or go all-in…”
Calamity Elder helplessly shook his head and frowned at the group of elders.
“My fellow juniors, have you been influenced by the calamity?
Isn’t the Great Fate Holder the father of the Heavenly Emperor?
“I never really understood why you were all so anxious, constantly thinking about killing the Heavenly Emperor to settle everything once and for all.
But if this Heavenly Emperor dies, in a hundred or a few hundred years, another Heavenly Emperor will emerge.
The Heavenly Court of the Human Race is the trend of the future.
“Our current focus should indeed be on besieging the Misty Realm.
“If we want to kill the Heavenly Emperor, the primary condition is to dismantle his influence, diminishing his value for use, so that he won’t be valued by the leaders of the Taoist Sect.
“It’s just like how I schemed against the Human Race in ancient times, cutting off their momentum, hiding demons, delaying the Human Race for a hundred thousand years, conveniently laying out plans for the West.”
“Second Senior Brother!”
The old Daoist with the broken arm sighed, “Are we really just going to watch them arrange this grand meeting?”
“Second Senior Brother!
We are truly stifled!”
“Don’t rush, let me think it through.”
Calamity Elder tapped his fingers lightly on the tabletop, always wearing a slight smile.
He said, “Instead of dealing with the Heavenly Emperor, we might as well find a way to deal with the support behind the Heavenly Emperor.”
“The support behind the Heavenly Emperor?
Second Senior Brother, are you thinking of making the Chan Teaching and Jie Sect fight each other?”
“But Second Senior Brother, how can we make them…
fight against each other?”
“Have you not progressed at all after so many years?”
The Calamity Elder said:
“Who told you to deal with the Three Teachings of the Taoist Sect?
“Only a great calamity decreed by the Heavenly Dao can tackle the Taoist Sect.
“Even though the Heavenly Secrets are obscured, The Three Pure Ones could still deduce them, a rash move risks retaliation from the Three Teachings.
“That Xuan Du Da Fa Shi doesn’t even have a known name, trying to plot against him is even more difficult…
just think about dealing with the Human Race.
“The biggest support for the Heavenly Emperor is Holy Mother Nuwa and Xuanyuan, the Human Emperor, merely relying on the support of the Human Race.”
The four old Daoists exchanged glances, still with worried faces.
“Forget it, I won’t trouble you further.”
Calamity Elder smiled:
“If they are holding their grand meeting, then we shall follow through with our plans, taking advantage while their attention is focused on the Holy Mother Palace; there is indeed a plan we could advance.”
“Second Senior Brother, what kind of plan?”
The Calamity Elder took out a wooden box from his sleeve, from which thudding sounds emanated, and a slow seepage of blood-red aura.
The several elders were puzzled.
“Demon Heart of Chi You.”
Calamity Elder spoke slowly:
“The only ones who can gather the scattered forces of the Hundred Clans again are Emperor Jun and Chi You.
“Unfortunately, I still haven’t located the remnants of Emperor Jun’s soul, and that Daoist Luya is elusive, superficially cooperative but impractical for significant tasks.
“Follow me; Six-Winged and Daoist Mosquito are nearly ready.
“Soon I will have the Demon Race assist, launching the third assault on the Holy Mother Palace, while we simultaneously raid five Human Race military camps.
The Human Emperor has withdrawn his trusted aides, presenting us with a heaven-sent opportunity.”
The old Daoists looked at each other.
“Second Senior Brother, have you been planning this all along?”
“Otherwise, do you think I would behave like all of you, openly tearing our faces apart with the Human Race and foolishly trying to reason with them?”
The Calamity Elder shook his head, full of speechlessness.
The Master later on brought in what weak-minded spirits.
There was no choice; the West was barren, and finding disciples in ancient times was challenging; most of the Primordial Beings turned to the Jie Sect.
‘Let’s make do with these.’