Black-Hearted Yun

Upon hearing this, Laozi's expression turned solemn, but he forced himself to remain calm. "Fellow Daoist Hongyun, the previous events all arose from the Primordial Violet Qi, which is the will of Heaven. Perhaps we should leave it at that..."

Laozi 'm in a bind now, and all I can do is blame it on the Primordial Violet Qi.

Now that Twelve Ancestral Witches are present, he can't very well say that he was hunting down Hong Yun to weaken the Witch Clan's fortune, can he?

Since he was no match for the Twelve Ancestral Witches, telling the truth might result in his immediate execution.

Even though they wouldn't die, they still wanted to save face.

"Days?"

Hong Yun's lips curled into a mocking smile as he interrupted her, "Chasing me for so long, is it fate? What a shameless Laozi you are!"

"So what do you plan to do?"

Laozi Tzu asked in a deep voice, while secretly sighing that today's matter was unlikely to end well.

Hong Yun looked directly at her. "You are a master alchemist, so I won't make things difficult for you. One thousand Nine-Turn Golden Elixir will settle the matter between us."

Upon hearing this, not only Laozi, but even Yuanshi, who was standing to the side, almost jumped up.

"A thousand? Are you going to eat that?!"

Laozi's face was filled with shock and anger. "Hong Yun! Don't go too far!"

Each Nine-Turn Golden Elixir contains immense creative power. It was made by her over countless years by collecting spiritual roots from heaven and earth. There are only a little over a hundred of them in the entire Kunlun Mountain.

"It seems you're unwilling."

Hong Yun sneered, then looked at Dijiang.

Laozi's heart tightened. She had no doubt that if she said no, the twelve unreasonable barbarians would attack immediately.

Left with no other choice, she took a deep breath and suppressed her anger. "I don't have that many. Three hundred is my limit."

"Three hundred?"

Hong Yun chuckled lightly, her laughter full of mockery. "It seems that the life of the Taiqing Saint is only worth this much. Very well, I'll give you three hundred for now, and you can owe me the remaining seven hundred."

Laozi's face was ashen. He gritted his teeth and squeezed out a few words: "I only have one hundred pills left!"

"Can."

Hong Yun nodded slightly. "Then give us one hundred first, and put the remaining nine hundred on the tab."

Laozi's heart was bleeding, but circumstances were beyond his control. He could only flick his whisk, and a Purple Gold Gourd flew towards the Hong Yun.

Hong Yun took it, scanned it with his divine sense to confirm it was correct, and then put it away without even glancing at her.

"Brother!"

Yuanshi finally couldn't hold back any longer and glared at Hong Yun: "How dare you! You're extorting me like this!"

Hong Yun's gaze slowly shifted to Yuanshi's face. "Extortion?"

She felt as if she had heard a colossal joke, "If you hadn't coveted my Primordial Violet Qi and joined forces to hunt me down, forcing me into a desperate situation, how could I have ended up in this predicament?"

This is your own fault, and you, Yuanshi, do you think you can escape?

Yuanshi was speechless after hearing her words, and his face turned as red as a pig's liver.

Yes, if they hadn't set their sights on Hong Yun, there wouldn't be this humiliation today.

What do you want?

Hong Yun interrupted her directly, "Your Chan Sect is large and powerful, with many spiritual treasures. Take out two High-grade Innate Spiritual Treasures, plus a thousand Immortal Fruit, and our karma will be settled."

"A thousand Immortal Fruit?"

Yuanshi laughed in fury, "Hong Yun! You have already attained the Primordial Daluo Golden Immortal, what use do you have for so many Immortal Fruit?"

Hong Yun scoffed, "I'll eat it as a snack, what's it to you?"

Upon hearing this, Yuanshi trembled with rage, the Pangu Banner buzzing in his hand, yet he dared not unleash it.

She was locked onto by twelve killing intents; how could she dare to make a move?

Yuanshi had no choice but to hand over a precious flag and a jade talisman, along with a jade box filled with Immortal Fruit.

Having dealt with Laozi and Yuanshi, Hong Yun's gaze fell upon Jieyin and Zhunti.

Upon seeing this, the two immediately put on expressions of extreme sorrow.

With Jieyin face full of sorrow, Jieyin said, "Fellow Daoist Hongyun, our Western Regions are barren, truly..."

Zhunti, with tears streaming down his face, pleaded, "Fellow Daoist Hongyun, you are compassionate. My sister and I have been toiling for the Western Paradise, constantly struggling in the sea of suffering. We have nothing of value to offer as an apology. We beg you to show mercy and spare us!"

"Shut up!"

Hong Yun roared angrily, making the two men tremble with fear, "You two shameless scoundrels, how dare you mention the barrenness of the West?"

Throughout the Primordial World, who doesn't know that you're constantly crying poverty and begging for help from those destined to find you? Put away your disgusting facade!

She stared at the two of them and said, word by word, "You two conspired against me. You need four High-grade Innate Spiritual Treasures to settle this karmic debt!"

The cries of Jieyin and Zhunti ceased abruptly, their faces filled with despair.

Four items!

That almost cost them their lives!

The Western Religion now has hundreds of millions of disciples and needs a large number of spiritual treasures; they're still having a headache about it.

Giving them four more High-grade Innate Spiritual Treasures would be tantamount to squeezing them dry.

"Fellow Daoist, this... this is absolutely impossible for me to come up with!"

The Jieyin looked extremely anxious.

Hong Yun sneered, her gaze sweeping over Jieyin: "Can't produce it? I think your Eight Treasures Merit Pool is quite impressive!"

Although not a weapon of destruction, it possesses boundless wondrous uses. It can suppress fortune and accumulate merit, truly deserving the title of a High-grade Innate Spiritual Treasures.

Upon hearing Jieyin, Jieyin's face turned deathly pale.

She could sense that the Eight Treasures Merit Pool was the foundation of the future, and the importance of this treasure to Western Religion; how could she possibly hand it over?

However, when she saw the murderous intent in Dijiang's eyes behind Hong Yun, she felt fear in her heart.

If you lose treasure, you can find another way; but if you lose your life, you lose everything.

Jieyin, his hands trembling, handed over the Eight Treasures Merit Pool.

Hong Yun accepted the gifts without hesitation, then turned her gaze to Zhunti: "Three more items are still needed."

Zhunti's face looked worse than if he had been crying. He was about to start playing the victim again when Hong Yun's cold gaze silenced him.

Left with no other choice, he could only bite the bullet and begin to flatter. "Fellow Daoist has now attained the Primordial Dao, your might overshadows the Primordial World, your demeanor is extraordinary, why bother with a nobody like me..."

Hong Yun remained unmoved, coldly watching her, determined not to give up until she obtained the treasure.

No seats!

She's turned evil; she's no longer Hong Yun, but Black-Hearted Cloud!

Jieyin and Zhunti exchanged a glance, filled with despair, knowing that they wouldn't survive today without bleeding profusely.

The two quickly began haggling and swearing oaths.

Hong Yun was helpless. Those two were just like that, only taking in and never giving out. It was already difficult enough to make them bleed so much.

"Two more! Produce two more and this matter will end here. Otherwise, I will join forces with my fellow Daoists from the Witch Clan to annihilate your Western Religion."

As soon as he finished speaking, the murderous aura of the Twelve Ancestral Witches surged violently, pressing down on Jieyin and Zhunti almost kneeling on the ground.

The two dared not say another word. Helpless, Zhunti reluctantly handed over a long sword he had obtained from the Treasure Distribution Cliff, and together with Jieyin, they put together a precious banner, which they handed over with trepidation.

Hong Yun put away the treasures and coldly glanced at the four people. "The karma has been settled today. If there is a next time, it won't be as simple as just losing some material possessions."

As soon as the words were spoken, the four of them were as if granted a pardon, and they transformed into four streaks of light and fled.

"Thank you all for your help!" Hong Yun clasped his hands in a gesture of respect.

She felt a wave of fear; if it weren't for Dijiang and Zhujiuyin arriving in time, she would have lost her life.

"Fellow Daoist Hongyun, there's no need to be so polite. Let's go. It's safer to come back to Buzhou Mountain with us," Dijiang said.

Hong Yun nodded slightly. Now that Jieyin and Zhunti the wrath of Laozi, Yuanshi, Yuanshi, and Laozi, the only safe place to go was Buzhou Mountain.

Meanwhile, Yuqing Palace on Kunlun Mountain.

"This is outrageous!"

Yuanshi slammed his palm down, shattering the jade table before him, and roared, "Hong Yun! I will kill you!"

Jieyin and Zhunti also looked gloomy; they had suffered a huge loss this time.

Laozi Tzu, with a serious expression, glanced at everyone and slowly said, "Gentlemen, let's discuss this."