My Hair Can Create a Demon Country-Chapter 398 - 384: The Greatest Trap

At this moment, within the hall.

Fu Qingjun sat in the high seat yawning,

He seemed like a nine-year-old puppet emperor, supported jointly by the Prime Minister, the Empress Dowager, and the Eunuchs, only responsible for sitting at the top.

He was just a facade.

He didn’t even need to show up if he didn’t want to; they would pretend he was there regardless.

"Yesterday, I initiated a small secret meeting of the Celestial Venerables, and barely managed to win over a few people..." Looking down, Fu Qingjun saw among the Celestial Venerables the likes of the Imperishable, Primordial Longevity Celestial Venerable, Nether Celestial Venerable, Summer Celestial Venerable, and others.

They wore expressions as if nothing had happened yesterday.

Truly a bunch of seasoned foxes!

Below, various other Celestial Venerables were discussing universal major events, none other than the suppression of demon thoughts and the creation of the heavens and earth, these significant matters.

One Celestial Venerable chuckled, "Those extraterrestrial demon thoughts, although having close strength to us Celestial Venerables, are ultimately demons formed from the gathered residual thoughts, evil and chaotic consciousness. The more powerful Demon Venerables have intelligence close to ordinary people, but are ultimately not rational, driven by the karma of the world, impulsive, and capriciously violent. They are not to be feared."

This was to be expected.

All along, the Demon Venerables have been similarly powerful but prone to impulsiveness due to their violent, chaotic nature. Even with intelligence, they aren’t true life forms and can’t outmaneuver these old sly ones, thus continually being suppressed.

"Yet the demon problem remains massive."

"Before establishing a new universe, it must be resolved. Those Demon Venerables are incredibly defiant, incapable of being defeated by ordinary Saints, yet caution must be taken against some Celestial Venerables with ulterior motives secretly defeating those Demon Venerables and handing their powers to trusted people. With someone intelligent wielding a Demon Venerable’s power, their combat strength might not be weaker than us Celestial Venerables."

A Saint voiced worries.

In reality, this is what all Celestial Venerables need to be wary of.

The Demon Venerables are powerful, but not fearsome; what is frightening is their power being transferred to someone intelligent after their defeat, creating an actual clever Celestial Venerable-level warrior.

In fact, every Celestial Venerable present wished to secretly capture a Demon Venerable and reclaim that power for themselves.

After all, this presents a newly emerging Celestial Venerable-level power, reshuffling the situation present, which they truly worried about... As for the Venerable of Creation at a high position, he seemed insignificant before them.

He was merely the butterfly that initiated this great momentum. 𝚏𝐫𝚎𝗲𝕨𝐞𝐛𝕟𝚘𝐯𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝗺

"We must march against the Demon Venerables, lest they fall into the hands of malefactors and commit evil deeds."

Numerous Celestial Venerables continued exchanging ideas, "We have already dispatched countless armies, Saints. They are fervently cleansing the outbreak of demon thoughts outside the domain, fearing the true war looms ahead."

"Indeed, this siege is of unprecedented scale! It will also be the final righteous army siege of the Demon Race before the new universe’s creation. Our forces have advanced straight forward, and likely the Demon Venerables are right before us."

"We Celestial Venerables, perhaps, must personally lead the expedition!"

Various Celestial Venerables exchanged thoughts.

After all, the siege of the Demon Venerables is indeed a significant creation event.

"What does His Majesty the Celestial Emperor think?"

The Celestial Venerables, cupping their hands, looked towards the high-seated Venerable of Creation.

Fu Qingjun’s face darkened slightly. They’ve been discussing so long, only now remembering me?

What else can I say?

Just a puppet.

Fu Qingjun gathered his thoughts, sitting at the high place, assumed a dignified look, looking down, and said:

"Since all you Celestial Venerables wish to battle outside the domain for the world’s welfare, clearing the three thousand Chaos Gods and Demons outside the chaos, creating heaven and earth, this is indeed a magnificent achievement, deserving of a personal expedition."

"Yes!"

"Yes"

"Your Highness is wise!"

In the court, Celestial Venerables bowed.

Boom!

Within hours, the entire Divine Demon Chaos Realm, condensed into a small disc, with its various ancient solemn Immortal Palaces, transformed into a giant Celestial Venerable’s Traveling Palace, heading for the outer regions.

"The Celestial Venerables lead the expedition"

A news spread across the entire Cosmic Continent.

A massive traveling palace soared across the sky, causing countless beings of the universe to hold their breaths.

Even countless aspiring individuals, heroes who were heading to the outer regions to capture demon thoughts and clear them, looked towards the sky with longing, "That is the Venerable of Creation, leading the expedition!"

In the outer regions of chaos, on a stretch of land.

Ziying, Isaac, and others were hunting a demon beast, suddenly looked up, gazing at the colossal structure above, and exclaimed in shock, "That is, the Celestial Venerable on the move!"

They vaguely saw within the ancient palace, mighty sacred figures sitting on divine thrones, and at the highest was the most formidable leader of them.

"That’s the legendary Venerable of Creation, the entire world akin to an ancient divine being of extraordinary talents and fortitude," Isaac glowed with admiration as if seeing the object of his worship.

"He is a true hero of justice, certainly worthy of respect. In recent years, his swift and decisive reforms have, in a short time, swiftly overthrown the rule of the former Celestial Venerables."

Ziying also looked to the sky, "It’s a pity, such towering cosmic might and holiness, something we mere ants can never aspire to, can’t even glimpse properly."

"Indeed, let’s continue slaying and clearing the lesser demon thoughts." They resumed fighting the demon thoughts.

...

Fu Qingjun sat on the chair, watching the mighty experts, Saints, with worship and reverence, feeling a bit creeped out.

Creating momentum,

understandable.

Elevating me to a pedestal, worshiped by the world...

understandable.

After all, they all command the world in my name, raising the banner of justice for me.

"But they always create momentum, speaking of me as the head, isn’t this a bit over the top?" Fu Qingjun sat on the chair, looking down, "They claim expelling the Demon Venerables is done by my orders, a clearly good deed yet still pinned on me?"

Fu Qingjun felt a sense of unease.

These Celestial Venerables, praising me too excessively, attributing every good deed to my name.

"The higher they exalt me, the harder I fall?"

Fu Qingjun seemed to grasp something, "They undertake actions under my name, elevate me high, and fear that they may soon undertake malicious acts, making me the scapegoat?"

With experience often becoming a scapegoat, hiding in the shadows, Fu Qingjun was well-versed in this, shivers running down his spine.

"These capitalists, targeting me?"

Being of the same ilk, he had a strong premonition, thinking intensely about the grand strategy, post demon thought clearance, that is, the creation of heaven and earth.

And what happens at the creation of heaven and earth?

He had just seen.

Destroying the old universe to establish a new one.

"Not everyone can board this new universe ship," Fu Qingjun muttered, "The old universe beneath our feet will be destroyed, torn apart, its stars and beings will be completely annihilated."

"The vast old universe beneath our feet, with countless star systems containing 90% of the universe’s life, will be obliterated, draining their essential cosmic materials, leading to the largest massacre ever!"

"These Celestial Venerables, now elevating me so, afterward want me to take the blame."

Fu Qingjun felt a chill, as if plunged into an icy cavern,

"That time, I, Venerable of Creation, will order the slaughter of 90% of the universe’s life, being branded as another Decaying Celestial Venerable, the vilest villain of the cosmos."

This is the best way to deal with me.

For to destroy a hero, one must utterly destroy his reputation.

This way, no matter how the resistance acts, no one will believe it.

This has utterly disabled me, leaving no chance of recovery; appearing in my true form would only result in everyone rising against me!

"No wonder these ancient Celestial Venerables, unable to trap my true form despite several attempts, still manage to push me to the brink of destruction."

"No surprise they act in my name, raising me high, lest I have any chance to turn around, to rise again."

Fu Qingjun sat upon his throne, looking down at the array of powerful beings below, revered and feared by the Saints, causing goosebumps to rise on his skin.

"They plan to bring me down?"

We are all of the same kind, he thought, and yet, they are setting me up to fall.

He thought intensely as goosebumps continued spreading through him.

"Those capitalists, are they plotting against me?"

We are all the same type of people, he thought, and he had a strong suspicion that they were about to make him take the fall for what was to come.

What’s going to happen during the creation of the new universe?

He had just seen it.

Destruction of the old universe and the creation of a new universe.

"Not everyone can get on this new universe’s big ship." Fu Qingjun muttered, "The old universe beneath our feet will be destroyed, torn apart, the planets and lives within it will all perish completely."

"These Celestial Venerables now putting me on a pedestal, doing everything in my name..."

"They’re over-praising me for everything, to make me take the blame for what’s to come?"

Fu Qingjun felt a shiver run through him.

Given how I’m often used as a scapegoat, these capitalists are trying to get me involved?

By nature, we’re all of the same kind, I quickly realized what they’re up to.

"These Celestial Venerables, now elevating me for their own actions, want to put me on a high pedestal and probably plan on doing something wrong afterward, making me the scapegoat?"

Just as he’s become adept at making others bear the cost, it seems they want me to do the same.

If they want to destroy the heroes, they must utterly destroy their reputation first.

No one would believe a rebellious army’s actions then.

It would completely disable me, with no chance of resurrection.

No wonder they’ve been parading their actions under my name, proclaiming me as a wise ruler, to bury me so that I have no chance to rise again.

Fu Qingjun sat on the throne, overlooking the powerful figures and Saints below, reverence, and awe, feeling some goosebumps rising.

"These capitalists, planning something against me?"

We are the same kinds of people, he thought again. They kept building me up; do they plan on betraying me?

Fu Qingjun felt a chill, as though cast into an icy pit, utterly shaken,

"When the time comes, I’ll be the scapegoat, condemned as the universe’s greatest and most vile villain for this unprecedented massacre."

This is the best way to eliminate me.

Once my reputation is utterly destroyed, there will be no belief for our cause, no matter how much my resistance strives.

The ancient Celestial Venerables are indeed clever. I’ve avoided several dangerous traps meant to capture my true form, yet they can still place me in a deadly predicament.

Acting in my name, elevating me high, then directly stepping on me, with no chance of recovery.

Fu Qingjun sat on the throne, gazing down at the gathered powerful beings below, pondering the thousand-year shadows beneath him, realizing he was about to be made the universe’s ultimate scapegoat.