My Senior Brother is Too Steady Chapter 702 – May This Flame Give You Some Warmth

The Dao runes circulated, and the situation slowly disappeared. The world returned to white.

That was Goddess Nuwa's true body. The ones that always appeared could be considered the Goddess's incarnation or the Goddess's soul.

In ancient times, they had once stood up for the human race, but they were defeated in the end. They were imprisoned in the narrow void of the Goddess's Palace by the Heavenly Dao and could no longer move. They had been imprisoned for countless years.

Li Changshou had expected that situation. However, he did not expect that this scene would really appear in front of him. He almost could not hold it in.

The white world was empty. The atmosphere in the pavilion was a little oppressive.

Li Changshou lowered his head and walked back to his seat. He picked up his brush and continued painting.

Goddess Nuwa sat quietly on the soft couch. She had an emotional breakdown for a moment, but she quickly recovered her previous coldness and calmness. She looked at the pool and was a little stunned.

It was as if nothing had happened.

Saints were the pinnacle of living beings. They were high and mighty. They did not want others to see their tragic state, especially when the other party was their junior.

Li Changshou recalled that when he first came, Goddess Nuwa cared about the way he addressed her. She even reminded him not to call her his mother or ancestor. She deliberately said that his relationship with the human race was very weak.

He probably… could not bear it.

“Goddess, let the flow of time be normal.”

Li Changshou said warmly, “I'll finish drawing this comic. I won't be in a hurry to leave. Moreover, if I want to leave, Your Majesty, you can't stop me in your current state. If I'm not wrong, the South Continent has just experienced the rebellion of the Wucheng King. The Shang Nation has begun to mobilize the armies to suppress the Zhou Nation. The first battle will probably happen in two to three months.”

Nuwa frowned slightly and tapped her fingers gently. A cloud mirror appeared. Dozens of images quickly flashed across it. It was naturally the situation in the South Continent.

Li Changshou said, “Goddess, if you can spy on the Jade Void Palace and the Green Touring Palace, you will realize that the two of them should be communicating. Chan School is discussing who to choose for the first wave of reinforcements to the Immortal Gods of the Zhou Nation. The final candidates should be a few third-generation disciples. Over at Jie School, the Grandmaster of Heaven should be quarreling with a few eldest disciples. Or perhaps, after the quarrel, the place was empty. The group of eldest disciples are sulking and feel that their master had suddenly lost his spirit at the crucial moment. Actually, the Grandmaster of Heaven understands how powerful Second Uncle-Master's Pangu Banner is.”

Nuwa frowned and tapped her fingers.

Soon, she looked at Li Changshou's figure and asked in a hoarse voice, “Isn't your main body here?”

Li Changshou immediately shook his head and replied, “If that's the case, because the flow of time is different, I should be like a wooden melon here. My reaction is extremely slow, and my essence soul will be pulled.”

“Then how did you know about these situations?”

“I've deduced countless times,” Li Changshou said seriously. “Goddess, perhaps you don't know that my deduction does not rely on the Heavenly Dao. Instead, I list all kinds of possibilities and collect the known information.

I know the Shang Nation's situation like the back of my hand. I have investigated the speed of the mortal army and the arrangements of the troops everywhere. I have also investigated the personalities of the commanders of the various checkpoints.

Chan Jie's reaction is because of the situation between the Shang Nation and the Zhou Nation. It's not difficult to guess.”

Li Changshou pointed at the two hourglasses in front of him and reminded Goddess Nuwa that he knew the difference in the flow of time inside and outside the mystical ability.

Nuwa frowned slightly and flicked her fingers. A wisp of light gray light slowly spread out. The sand in front of Li Changshou began to slow down.

After a while, the flow of time inside and outside doubled.

However, he did not return to normal.

Li Changshou did not say anything. He picked up his brush and wrote. If not for the fact that his wrist kept moving with his palm, people would have thought that it was a motionless situation.

Li Changshou drew page after page, each one extremely detailed.

The comic described a young man who had killed a ghost. He carried strong grudges and chased after the existence of the Ghost King to find a way to save his sister.

The content was actually not the main point. Instead, there was a special symbol hidden in every page. It was a blooming fire lotus.

The ink slab at the side was dry and moist. Li Changshou's brush kept stopping, as if he was not in a hurry.

On the other hand, Goddess Nuwa began to observe the situation in the South Continent. The image presented by the cloud mirror carried two times the speed, and the rhythm was very tight.

It was basically the segment that Li Changshou knew.

Jiang Shang left Chaoge City and returned. After being arranged by the immortals of Chan School, he went to Xiqi to be a doctor.

Due to the fact that Jiang Shang had lost control of the God roll and the God Striking Whip, Chan School did not take it too seriously. They let Jiang Shang enter the Zhou Nation to be an official mainly because they wanted to use this to interfere with Li Changshou's thoughts.

Soon after, the Wucheng King, Huang Feihu, rebelled and escaped into Xiqi. Di Xin was furious. He stopped most of the attacks on the east and attacked the Zhou Nation with all his might.

The Zhou Nation was facing a formidable enemy. They prepared for battle with all their might. The outer checkpoints were broken one after another. The Shang army arrived at the foot of the mountain.

The immortals of Chan School began to directly interfere in the mortal battle. They forcefully isolated the Shang Army to the east of the Qi Mountain. When Wen Zhong, who was guarding at the back, saw that, he secretly deployed the immortals of Jie School who had already been in the Shang Army.

The four generals of the Mo family, Zhang Guifang, and the other “extraordinary people” appeared one after another.

Nezha, Lei Zhenzi, and Yang Jian were appointed as generals of the Zhou Nation under the orders of Chan School. After a few battles, Jiang Shang's schemes and talents were recognized by Ji Chang.

Of course, more importantly, Jiang Shang was a huge link between the Zhou Nation and Chan School.

Chan School did not waste any effort and secretly controlled the military and political power of the Zhou Nation. They were also grateful to Ji Chang and the other royal families of the Zhou Nation.

The situation near the Qi Mountain fell into a deadlock.

This wave was to intercept the Sect Master's attack. However, the only one who was really useful was Wen Zhong.

At that moment, the luck of Jie School was all dependent on Wen Zhong's thoughts. Whether he chose to ask for help from Jie School or when he chose to ask for help from Jie School was already quite important.

Wen Zhong was also the disciple of the Goddess of Golden Spirit…

Great calamity? It's just a show.

The karma chains circled around and pulled Zhao Gongming into the eye of the storm, which was the core of the Great Tribulation.

The only person who could stop all of this was painting a book of passion for the Goddess in the Goddess's Palace.

He was extremely meticulous.

That day.

Through the cloud mirror, the Goddess saw that Wen Zhong had left the army camp. She summoned the auspicious beast, the Black Qilin, that she had obtained during the battle previously and headed towards the East Ocean. She was already going to ask for help from Jie School.

The Goddess asked, “Do you know what happened?”

Li Changshou paused and smiled. “Wen Zhong went to the East Ocean?”

The Goddess of Mercy was speechless.

“Aren't you anxious?

I've already made up my mind to completely oppose the Heavenly Dao in the matter regarding Zhao Gongming.”

“Goddess, you've misunderstood me.” Li Changshou smiled and said, “I'm a coward. Why would I do something like that?”

The Goddess said, “Can I ask why you plan?”

“The Heavenly Dao should be monitoring this place.”

The Goddess flicked her finger gently. The two hourglasses in front of Li Changshou changed again. The precious Time Scar Sand in them began to tremble, sometimes fast and sometimes slow.

Layer after layer of Time Freeze mystical abilities were added to that place.

“Goddess, it's not that I don't respect you. I think you still underestimate the power of the Heavenly Dao.”

Li Changshou said seriously, “The Heavenly Dao is almost omniscient. The Dao Ancestor has the fewest considerations in every move. I really don't dare to say anything.

However, don't worry, Goddess. This time, I will not have any unhappiness with the Heavenly Dao and Grandmaster.

On the contrary, Grandmaster and I should reach a consensus on this matter.”

“What do you want to do?”

Goddess Nuwa could not help but raise her hand to her forehead and moan softly. “You're really like Teacher. You're too unpredictable and scheming.”

“Goddess, you will know later.”

Li Changshou shook his head gently at Goddess Nuwa and said warmly, “I've only accumulated for a few years. It's impossible for me to have any plans to shake the foundation of the Heavenly Dao.

Moreover, the Heavenly Dao's current growth speed… Goddess, you should be able to sense that no living being can stop it.

Senior Lang's life and death in this world have long been imbalanced. He has really wasted too many resources. ”

“The human race is really…”

“Goddess, I will not threaten the human race or make use of them.”

Li Changshou said firmly, “I just want to use the method that I can do to balance the Heavenly Dao. It is my bottom line not to implicate the human race. Similarly, if the Dao Ancestor is forced by the human race, I will not bow my head like you did, Goddess. If the human race is slaughtered, I will place the blame on the Heavenly Dao and fight to the death with the Heavenly Dao. However, I will not stop all my plans because the human race has died for no reason. Goddess, what we fear, what we don't dare, and what we care about are all used by the enemy. If we want to compete with the Heavenly Dao, we have to be prepared to become an existence like the Heavenly Dao, hold our position and stop at nothing. If you want to fight for a chance of survival, you have to have enough stakes, even if all living beings are defeated.”

Nuwa frowned and could not speak for a long time.

“Do you know what you're saying?”

“I know.” Li Changshou smiled and looked down at the illustrations in front of him. “I'm actually not too familiar with you, Goddess. I actually lack a portion of a sense of belonging to the human race of the Primordial World. However, Goddess, in my hometown, you are a mythical symbol that cannot be blasphemed. What I saw today has already made me lose my last hope of the Heavenly Dao.”

Nuwa said, “You can't defeat Teacher.”

“If that's the case, I'll leave the Primordial World,” Li Changshou said softly. “In short, I have to take a gamble.”

Nuwa asked, “Do you want to start a battle between Saints?”

Li Changshou was silent and thought to himself…

“Not only that.”

“On the day that the mystery is revealed, I hope to obtain the Goddess's understanding. It's fine as long as I understand.”

Li Changshou tidied up the pages in front of him and spread out a new canvas. He continued to lower his head and draw.

He said, “Goddess, please watch the situation in the South Continent for me. If the twelve Golden Immortals of Chan School appear, inform me. To be safe, I'll try my best to rush back early. I'll probably encounter the trial that Grandmaster gave me on the way.”

Nuwa could not help but fall silent.

Great, he has already begun teaching me how to do things!

Alright, on the account that this fellow has already become the hope of the human race, I'll tolerate him.

Li Changshou secretly observed Goddess Nuwa's expression.

He reckoned that the Goddess was feeling regretful. In a moment of impulse, she revealed her current situation to Li Changshou. It was embarrassing for a Saint.

The pavilion fell silent again. Goddess Nuwa adjusted the flow of time to two to one again and sat there in a daze.

She clearly wanted to stop Li Changshou from returning to the South Continent to interfere with the Great Tribulation.

However, he did not have any thoughts of stopping him.

How can I not use the human race and not rely on the human Dao to balance the Heavenly Dao?

The power of the Heavenly Dao had already suppressed the power of six Saints. The more lonely souls there were on the God-Conferment Platform, the stronger the power of the Heavenly Dao.

This was not purely an expert's strength being augmented by the Heavenly Dao.

The orthodox gods were like the array foundations. They could form a huge array that enveloped the entire Three Realms, allowing the Heavenly Dao's control of the world to improve.

That was the greatest meaning of the Great God-Conferment Tribulation.

Time passed quickly. The Great Tribulation of the South Continent gradually escalated. The world was in chaos.

Finally, Wen Zhong invited the ten Heavenly Lords from the East Ocean to take revenge for the disciples of Jie School who had been killed. The ten Heavenly Lords discussed for a while and set up the Ten Ultimate Arrays in front of the Xiqi Army. The time limit was 100 days.

If Chan School could not break the Ten Absolute Arrays in a hundred days, they would directly shift the array and destroy Zhou Jun.

Among the twelve Golden Immortals, Huang Long, Wen Shu, Pu Xian, and Ci Hang were the first to rush to the South Continent to figure out how to break the array.

In the Goddess's Palace.

Goddess Nuwa moved her lips and said in a low voice, “The twelve Golden Immortals of Chan School have appeared.”

“Yes.”

Li Changshou agreed. The brush in his hand was not messy at all. After drawing the last fire lotus flower, he heaved a sigh of relief.

It was a success!

“Goddess, this should be the sketchbook that I put my heart into.” Li Changshou bound the drawing paper into a book and injected immortal power to wrap the sketchbook.

“I hope this story can warm the Goddess's exhausted heart.”

The Goddess looked a little disgusted. “Eh, it's fine to read such words in books. It's a little disgusting to say it.”

“It's true,” Li Changshou said helplessly. “The Goddess has done a lot for the human race, but the human race can't do anything for the Goddess. If the things I draw can relieve the Goddess's fatigue and make her happy, I'm really willing to draw more. Previously, I thought that the Goddess had treated the human race… I misunderstood the Goddess without knowing.”

“Alright.” There was a hint of sadness in Nuwa's eyes. “Everyone is like that. When they want to plot against others, they are either emotional or righteous. I really only created some clay figurines to accompany me on a whim. Tell me, what do you need me to do?”

“I don't have to do anything.”

Li Changshou bowed deeply to the figure on the soft couch and smiled.

“I'll walk the rest of the way myself.”

“Do you really have a trump card to deal with the Heavenly Dao?”

“Yes.” Li Changshou nodded. “Otherwise, the Heavenly Dao would not have allowed me to move around in the world. It would have just used the lives of my friends and family to force me to leave. In the current world, it's more beneficial to the Heavenly Dao without me, right?”

Nuwa's eyes were filled with light. “I'm really curious.”

“It's not appropriate for you to be involved in future battles.”

Li Changshou sighed softly and smiled. “Rest well when you're old. Don't run around. If I can win, you can enjoy life. If I lose, your situation will not be worse than now.”

The veins on Nuwa's forehead bulged. The Saint's Dao runes were surging everywhere.

Li Changshou smiled and cupped his hands. He took half a step back. A faint blue light appeared around him. His figure broke free from the Saint's mystical ability and appeared outside the pavilion.

Li Changshou turned around and was about to leave when the universe in front of him trembled slightly. A figure walked out from inside. He was dressed in a gray shadow and his face was blurry.

It was the will of the Great Tribulation and the will of the Heavenly Dao!

The gray-robed old Daoist priest who had stared at him for a long time in the Primordial Chaos Golden Chalice!

The old Daoist priest placed his hands behind his back and looked at Li Changshou without saying a word.

Li Changshou said, “Fellow Daoist, it's probably not appropriate to attack directly.”

“You can't go back now.”

The old Daoist priest's voice was calm, as if he was talking about something insignificant.

“Can't I go back? I really don't know if the Heavenly Dao can create such an incarnation of will. It's much more powerful than this paper effigy of mine.”

Li Changshou raised his hand and drew a circle. The universe in front of him collapsed, and the void outside the Goddess's Palace was inside. He walked in.

“Come outside. Don't disturb the Goddess.”

The gray-robed old Daoist priest stared at the situation in the pavilion. His gaze landed on Li Changshou's illustrations. After taking a closer look, his figure dissipated on its own. Outside the Goddess's Palace, he stopped Li Changshou's figure again.

Li Changshou opened his right hand and pressed it against the void.

The Great Dao of Equalization, the Great Dao of Equalization.

A shadow that looked like a scale appeared behind Li Changshou. Seven-colored shadows appeared in the void and enveloped a radius of tens of thousands of kilometers.

“I said, there is no superiority in the Great Dao. It should be balanced.”

The gray-robed old Daoist priest's body suddenly trembled. His aura was mostly weak, and his blurry face seemed to be filled with shock.

Li Changshou took a step forward. The gray shadow subconsciously took half a step back.

Balance existed between the Great Dao.

Li Changshou's defense was broken.

“Fellow Daoist, you're just a wisp of spiritual energy after all. You're not a Saint.”

The gray-robed old Daoist priest snorted coldly. The image of a boundless treasure appeared behind him. He pointed at Li Changshou with his left hand, and thousands of streams of light illuminated the void.

In the secret pavilion of the Goddess's Palace.

The Goddess, who was sitting on the soft couch, frowned and stared at the battle in the void. When Li Changshou took out a trump card and balanced the three thousand Great Dao at the bottom of a certain range, she looked a little stunned.

Then, she pursed her lips.

If it was just this trump card, there was no chance of winning.

However, this fellow was already more outstanding than he had expected.

With a flip of her hand, the painting that had just been completed landed in her palm.

The Goddess of Mercy walked towards the pool and could not wait to flip to the first page. Soon, she was charmed by the story.

Unknowingly, she had already returned to the pool. The body that was close to her essence soul transformed into a human body and a snake tail that slowly extended in the pool.

The battle outside the Goddess's Palace was endless. The universe was trembling violently.

In the Goddess's Palace, the more the Goddess looked at it, the more energetic she became. She flipped through the paintings page by page, laughing and crying from time to time.

Suddenly, she realized something and felt something. She looked at the fire lotus on the current page in shock and panic flashed across her eyes.

As if to verify something, she kept lifting the painting in front of her…

Every page had a special symbol, a fire lotus with different postures.

This is…

This is!

A rumbling sound suddenly sounded outside the Goddess's Palace. Large tracts of the universe shattered. The fairies in the Goddess's Palace turned pale. Some of the palaces had already collapsed.

At that moment, Li Changshou was dressed in a tattered robe. Blood seeped out of his forehead, but he shattered the gray-robed old Daoist priest in front of him.

The will instantly dissipated, and a Heavenly Dao monitoring vacuum appeared!

In the Goddess's Palace, Goddess Nuwa had already flipped open the last page of the painting. A candle-like flame jumped out of the fire lotus on it and imprinted itself in Goddess Nuwa's eyes.

The human race, Torch Flame!

Goddess Nuwa was stunned and hesitated for a moment. However, she quickly made a decision and put the Torch Flame into her body.

The Saint's main body, which was bound by the heavens and earth and nailed to the broken ground by the seven spears, had a flame flickering on his forehead. However, he disappeared.

The power of the Heavenly Dao that had been cut off previously surged over like a tide. It searched the hidden world repeatedly but did not find any traces.

In the pavilion, Goddess Nuwa had already flipped to the page she had seen previously. She took an immortal fruit and bit it gently.

Outside the Goddess's Palace, Li Changshou's figure disappeared.

On the stone tablet in Li Changshou's heart, he erased the word “five” and changed it to “six”. However, after thinking about it, he still returned to “five”.

It was too unkind to plot against the Goddess of the human race.

In the end, he was not the Heavenly Dao. He would shoulder the future path himself.

Li Changshou turned around and looked in the direction of the Goddess's Palace. He smiled slightly, and his eyes were filled with joy.

“I hope that this flame can give you some warmth.

Li Changshou, a disciple of the human race.”

Chapter end