Primordial Era: I am the First Green Ox, the Senior Brother of the Three Religions

Chapter 310 The Demonic Script Emerges, Emperor Jun Regrets!

With Kunpeng's announcement, the entire primordial world trembled.

"what?"

"Yaowen?"

"hiss……"

"In the past, the human Cangjie created characters and received immense merit. Now, the Kunpeng has imitated Cangjie and created the demon race's script!"

"What a brilliant example of applying what you've learned to other situations!"

"Why didn't we think of that?"

"The Demon Master Kunpeng is indeed a man of deep thoughts, to be able to seize such an opportunity."

"..."

Many powerful figures sighed with regret.

I was both amazed by Kunpeng's keen insight and boldness, and regretted missing such an obvious "shortcut to merit".

Of course, even with Cangjie's invention of characters, creating new characters was by no means an easy task.

Putting aside other things, Kunpeng was able to create demonic script only by relying on the deductive power of Dijun's innate treasure, the Hetu Luoshu.

"boom……"

Just as countless living beings were in shock, a sudden rumble resounded from the heavens.

"Huff huff..."

Immediately afterwards, a vast and boundless golden cloud of merit rolled in, and then the endless power of merit descended directly towards the location of the Kunpeng in the Heavenly Court.

In less than a few breaths, the immense power of merit had already enveloped the Kunpeng.

"Great, that's wonderful!"

"It's a success!"

Kunpeng was bathed in the power of merit, and his whole being was filled with excitement.

"boom!"

Subsequently, Kunpeng's aura rose steadily under the infusion of merit power.

Soon, his cultivation level rose from the Quasi-Saint level to the Sub-Saint level.

Having briefly assessed his own strength, Kunpeng was filled with high spirits.

"At the level of a near-saint!"

"I am only one step away from attaining sainthood and enlightenment."

Kunpeng sighed inwardly, realizing that the power of this Quasi-Saint was far greater than that of a Quasi-Saint.

"It's a pity that I couldn't get my hands on that Primordial Purple Qi from Hongyun back then."

"Otherwise, with the power of this merit today, coupled with the blessing of the demon race's fortune, it might truly be possible to attain sainthood!"

Thinking of Hongyun's matter, Kunpeng felt filled with resentment.

"It's all that damned giant turtle's fault!"

"They appeared out of nowhere and stole the Primordial Purple Qi!"

Meanwhile, inside the Heavenly Palace of Lingxiao.

A stream of merit descended from the sky and entered Di Jun's body.

He lent the Kunpeng River Map and Luo Book here, which can be considered a karmic connection of borrowing treasures.

Now that Kunpeng has created the demon script, it is a great merit bestowed by heaven, and Dijun will naturally be able to receive a share as well.

Of course, compared to the vast merits that Kunpeng gained, the merits that Dijun received were not much. Under the infusion of this merit power, his sub-saint cultivation did not show any signs of weakening.

"snort!"

"How utterly despicable!"

"This Kunpeng... lent me its innate treasure, all to deduce demonic script!"

The more he thought about it, the angrier Di Jun became.

In his view, if he came up with this method, he could also create demonic script using the Hetu and Luoshu.

"If only I could gain so much merit at once."

"Perhaps, I can then attain the ultimate enlightenment and achieve perfect merit?"

Di Jun said coldly, his face extremely gloomy.

Earlier, he had completed a heavenly marriage with the Tushan Blood Fox of Qingqiu, which earned him a great deal of merit and propelled him to the level of a Quasi-Saint.

If one were to add the immense merit of creating demonic script, one might actually be able to take that step towards sainthood.

"Giggle..."

Di Jun was so angry he wanted to grind his teeth.

I feel like I've been outmaneuvered by Kunpeng.

When Kunpeng came to him to borrow his innate treasure, the Hetu Luoshu, he didn't say he wanted to create demonic script; he only said he wanted to comprehend and deduce the Great Dao.

At that time, Di Jun didn't think much of it.

Considering that Kunpeng was a demon master of the demon race, and that the demon race owed him something for what happened with Hongyun, they agreed to his request.

Who would have thought that Kunpeng actually wanted to emulate Cangjie of the human race and create demonic script?

In Di Jun's view, such merit in creating texts should rightfully belong to him, the demon emperor.

However, nowadays, most of the merit from this demonic script has gone to Kunpeng, and he has only received a small share of the merit because of the karma of borrowing the treasure.

Moreover, Kunpeng thus advanced to the level of a sub-saint, making his status among the demon race even more transcendent, and potentially threatening his authority as the demon emperor.

"well!"

"Kunpeng, you actually dare to play tricks on me, huh?"

Di Jun muttered coldly, his body writhing with the flickering flames of the Sun God.

The thought of this incident made him very unhappy, and his face turned ashen.

Just then, a figure flashed and landed inside the hall.

The person who came was none other than Donghuang Taiyi.

"Brother!"

"Kunpeng created the demonic script, received divine merit, and ascended to the level of a Quasi-Saint!"

Upon seeing Di Jun, Donghuang Taiyi said anxiously.

Upon hearing this, Di Jun nodded slightly and replied:

"Kunpeng came to me before and borrowed my innate treasure, the Hetu Luoshu, saying he would use it to comprehend and deduce the Great Dao."

"But little did I know, he took my innate treasure to create demonic script."

Upon hearing Di Jun's words, Donghuang Taiyi was immediately shocked and said in disbelief:

"What?"

"Brother, you actually lent your most precious innate treasure to Kunpeng?"

Donghuang Taiyi looked completely bewildered.

He also has his own companion treasure, the Eastern Emperor Bell.

He knew all too well how important this precious companion was.

"call……"

Di Jun sighed deeply, his face filled with bitterness and helplessness as he said:

"There's nothing we can do. Because of what happened with Hongyun, we owe Kunpeng some karma."

"I just never expected that the Kunpeng lent me its innate treasure in order to... create demonic script."

The more Di Jun talked, the more displeased he became.

In particular, when he thought of the scene of that vast merit falling down just now, his heart felt as if it had been struck by the sharpest thorn.

Upon hearing what Di Jun said, Donghuang Taiyi frowned slightly, then, as if realizing something, a glint flashed in his eyes as he said:

"Brother."

"How about... we rob this Kunpeng?"

As he spoke, Donghuang Taiyi looked straight at Dijun, a sly smile playing on his lips.

"Robbery?"

Upon hearing this, Di Jun was completely stunned.

Donghuang Taiyi nodded and murmured an "Mmm":

"That's right."

"If it weren't for my elder brother borrowing his Hetu and Luoshu, allowing him to take advantage of the Heavenly Court's fortune, how could Kunpeng have such good fortune?"

"In my opinion, the merit he gained from creating the demonic script should... belong more to you, elder brother!"

As Donghuang Taiyi uttered these words, an alluring thought immediately arose in Dijun's mind.

It should be understood that although this merit is bestowed by Heaven, it is not immutable.

Throughout history, countless acts of murder, robbery, and the plunder of destiny have occurred.

In Di Jun's view, if he could obtain most of the merits from Kunpeng, with his foundation, he might be able to glimpse the path to sainthood!

Just as Di Jun was lost in thought, Donghuang Taiyi pursed his lips and said again:

"Brother."

"That Kunpeng is absolutely despicable!"

"First, I tricked you, my elder brother, into giving me the Hetu and Luoshu, and then secretly created demonic script, thus stealing the heavens' secrets!"

"Moreover, by doing this, he is clearly trampling on the dignity of us brothers, stealing the eternal fortune of our demon race, and establishing his own fame!"

This trend must not be allowed to continue!

"Making him hand over the merits he has accumulated is perfectly reasonable!"