Dong Wanggong's Past: Damn it, Eastern Emperor Taiyi has no martial ethics!

The Pure Yang True Fire Origin, the Top-Grade Primordial Spiritual Treasure Pure Yang Sword, the Divine Ability Heavenly Yang Flame Fall, four High-Grade Postnatal Spirit Swords, and the Top-Grade Primordial Spiritual Treasure Five Elements Mystic Shield.

Five different primordial spiritual treasures, seemingly just enough for five people to choose from.

Duobao stared at the several treasures, a sharp glint flashing in his eyes as he sighed.

"Senior is actually this wealthy."

"If we just killed Senior directly, wouldn't all these be ours?"

As soon as these words were spoken, Dong Wanggong's eyes widened, and he cried out in alarm.

"What in the world is your master teaching you every day!"

At the same time, Li Yuan, Xuandu, Guangchengzi, and Kong Xuan also turned their heads in shock.

Kong Xuan couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

"Good thing I didn't join the Interception Sect; it seems like a den of bandits and demons."

This scene fell into the eyes of the Three Pure Ones.

Tongtian, his face bruised and swollen, sucked in a cold breath.

He turned his head and saw two sharp gazes bearing down on him.

Yuanshi's face darkened as he said coldly.

"I think that beating just now was still too light."

Laozi also spoke in a lecturing tone.

"As a teacher, one must lead by example. Look at the disgraceful things you do on a daily basis."

"Now look what's happened—your disciples are following suit. What do you want me, your elder brother, to say to you!"

Tongtian replied with a pitiful whine.

"I never taught Duobao any of this. I'm just a bit reckless in my actions."

Laozi closed his eyes helplessly, his voice ringing out with bitter disappointment.

"Before attaining the Dao and becoming a sage, you fought Dijun, fought Eastern Emperor Taiyi, fought Zhenyuanzi, fought Dong Wanggong, fought Nether River."

"After attaining the Dao and becoming a sage, you fought Jie Yin and Zhun Ti, and even fought your own second brother once."

"And you tell me, your elder brother, that this is just 'reckless'?"

Tongtian squatted on the ground, drawing circles with his finger, and coughed twice before saying.

"Then I'll just correct my ways from now on, alright? Just don't hit me, elder brothers."

The Two Pure Ones: "╭(╯^╰)╮ Hmph ×2"

Li Yuan stared at Duobao in shock and quickly admonished him.

"Junior brother, you're still young. Don't ever walk down the path of breaking the law."

Duobao scratched his head and replied with a chuckle.

"No, no, I was just speaking offhand."

"As for these treasures, we can't really decide who gets what by ourselves. It's better to let Senior distribute them."

Dong Wanggong breathed a sigh of relief. He was truly afraid that Duobao would just slash a sword over.

After all, his master Tongtian had that exact temperament, and they'd fought plenty back in the day.

"Finally, you've said something that sounds like human speech."

"In that case, This Daoist will grant the Pure Yang True Fire to Li Yuan, the Pure Yang Sword to Xuandu, and the Divine Ability to Guangchengzi."

"The four Spirit Swords go to Duobao, and the Five Elements Mystic Shield aligns with Kong Xuan's own Dao."

With that said, the different treasures fell into the hands of the five people.

The five spoke in unison.

"Thank you, Senior, for bestowing these treasures upon us."

Dong Wanggong nodded in satisfaction and said with a smile.

"Unless This Daoist permits, no one can set foot in this place. You may cultivate here and refine these treasures."

Li Yuan and the others immediately sat cross-legged, each beginning to refine their treasure.

The Southern Blazing Fire and the Nirvana Divine Fire appeared beside him as he simultaneously refined the Pure Yang True Fire Origin.

A surging aura rolled and surged in all directions.

Dong Wanggong nodded in satisfaction and murmured.

"The Immortal Court's legacy has not been severed after all. Very good, very good."

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His gaze then fell upon the others.

Xuandu and Kong Xuan were steadily refining their treasures.

Each of them exuded a different kind of pressure.

"The Humanity Sect's chief disciple, personally taught by Daoist Taiqing, truly has excellent character."

"The First Phoenix's direct son seems to have been taken into a Saint's lineage. His innate divine ability is this formidable—his future achievements will be immeasurable."

"As for the Exposition Sect's chief disciple, Guangchengzi, he too is excellent, proficient in all kinds of divine abilities. Truly worthy of being Daoist Yuanshi's personal disciple."

Only Duobao stared at the four Post-natal Spiritual Swords in his hand, frowning slightly.

"These spiritual swords... why do they feel so similar to Master's Four Swords of Immortal Execution?"

Dong Wanggong's face flushed red, a hint of embarrassment showing.

Because these were the Four Swords of God Execution, forged in imitation of the Four Swords of Immortal Execution after Tongtian had beaten him up.

As a top-tier great power of the Primordial World—even a fallen one—he couldn't admit it.

Dead people needed face too, didn't they?

Meanwhile, Li Yuan hadn't forgotten to continue writing in his diary.

[I didn't expect to accidentally stumble into Senior Dong Wanggong's Dao field. The Immortal Court's Immortal Lord Dong Wanggong... his personality is quite easygoing.]

Inside Biyou Palace, Tongtian saw the diary's contents and let out a scornful laugh.

"Him? Easygoing?"

"Back when he was chosen as the leader of all male immortals, he was insufferably arrogant. It wasn't until I beat him up and Eastern Emperor Taiyi killed him that he finally settled down."

[Dong Wanggong will later reincarnate as Lü Dongbin and become Master's nominal disciple. Was my attitude toward him just now too poor? Will it affect our future relationship?]

In the side hall of the Eight Scenery Palace, Laozi frowned slightly and raised his hand to calculate.

"I never expected to have such a karmic connection with Daoist Dong Wanggong."

"Forget it, forget it. That he could pass on his legacy to the Three Teachings' disciples today is also a matter of fate and karma."

"But with his personality, entering This Daoist's sect wouldn't be suitable. He should join Third Brother's sect instead."

[Ding! Congratulations to the host for persisting in writing the diary for seven thousand years. Obtained system critical hit reward!]

[Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining system reward: Earth Law Dao, Water Law Dao!]

Li Yuan jolted awake from his cultivation, realizing he had already refined the Pure Yang True Fire and merged it into the Fire Law Dao.

At the same time, he received the diary's reward: the Earth Law Dao.

His eyes lit up, and he thought to himself.

"This is a good thing. I've finally grasped two more Law Daos."

Just then, Dong Wanggong's smiling voice echoed in his ears.

"It seems you've already refined the Pure Yang True Fire, young friend. This Daoist is curious—how is it that you, at the Mystic Immortal Realm, can wield the Fire Law Dao?"

He had always been curious about this matter.

Li Yuan frowned, pondered carefully for a moment, then looked up and replied seriously.

"Nothing I can do about it. I'm just talented."

The smile on Dong Wanggong's face nearly cracked.

"Fine, fine. You might as well have said nothing."

At this moment, Li Yuan suddenly remembered the purpose of his journey down the mountain.

To resolve the conflict between the Wu and the Demon tribes.

The Dong Wanggong before him happened to have a blood-deep grudge with the Demon Court.

He figured asking this senior would help him understand the Demon Court better.

Know your enemy and know yourself, and you'll win a hundred battles.

"Senior, I'm a bit curious—how did your conflict with the Demon Court start back then?"

After all, the other party would one day be his junior brother, so Li Yuan's tone softened considerably.

But the moment the words left his mouth, it was as if he had touched Dong Wanggong's sensitive, fragile, easily snapped nerve.

Dong Wanggong stood up directly, gazing into the distance, his face full of reminiscence.

His fists clenched tightly, his knuckles already turning white, as he slowly spoke.

"Damn it all. Back then, Eastern Emperor Taiyi came alone. I had eight million Immortal Court troops, thinking the advantage was mine and we could negotiate."

"Who would've thought that Eastern Emperor Taiyi would just toss the Chaos Bell over without a single word? He didn't fight fair!"