Di Jun's Request

"The Witch Clan is powerful, Twelve Ancestral Witches possess formidable physical strength. If our Demon Clan army were to confront them head-on..."

"Even if we ultimately achieve a Pyrrhic victory, we will be severely weakened, and the losses will outweigh the gains," said Male Di Jun.

Upon hearing this, Di Jun nodded slightly, "Indeed, the protagonists of this great calamity are our Lich and Demon races."

But in the Primordial World, we are not the only ones coveting the position of Heavenly Emperor."

Male Dijiang said coldly, "What I mean is, the Witch-Demon War can be fought, but it should be fought slowly."

Turn the entire Primordial World into a meat grinder, and let my demon kings and generals with their ulterior motives fight to the death with the lesser and Great Witch of the Witch Clan.

"Survival of the fittest; those who die are merely a burden, those who survive are the true elite of my demon race."

A smile appeared on Di Jun's exquisite face, "You and I have the same idea. I'm sure those twelve barbarians will make the same choice, using the blood of my demon race to temper their people."

The two exchanged a glance and made a decision.

"But,"

Male Di Jun suddenly changed the subject. "It's not lively enough with just our two clans."

Tai Laozi and Yuanshi, since you established your religion among our demon race, now is the time for them to contribute.

There's no such thing as eating without working in this world.

When these two were mentioned, a hint of disdain flashed in Di Jun's eyes.

Laozi couldn't defeat Nuwa, so in order to quickly attain enlightenment with Yuanshi, he could only establish a religion among the demon race.

Now, it's impossible for them to stay out of it.

"How do you want them to contribute?" Di Jun asked.

"Isn't Laozi skilled in alchemy?"

Male Di Jun sneered, "Let her refine pills to provide my demon army with healing and magic-enhancing elixirs."

As for Yuanshi... she is arrogant and looks down on us demons who are born from wet eggs. If we let her go into battle directly, she might just outwardly comply but inwardly defy us.

Let her persuade Tongtian and see if she can bring Tongtian to the demon race's side.

Male Di Jun's idea was simple: to drag Two Pure Ones down with him.

Secondly, it would keep them occupied and unable to plot against their own demon race.

The plan will go much more smoothly if Two Pure Ones is caught up in too much trouble or has a conflict with Tongtian.

Di Jun, being exceptionally intelligent, instantly understood his intention. "Alright, I'll handle this personally."

Di Jun slowly rose to his feet, his saintly aura spreading outwards.

Before he finished speaking, Di Jun's figure had already disappeared from the throne.

Shouyang Mountain, Eight Views Palace.

Laozi was sitting cross-legged on the futon when suddenly, she frowned slightly, opened her eyes, and looked outside the palace.

The next moment, Di Jun's figure appeared silently in the hall.

"Di Jun, what brings you to my Eight Views Palace?"

Laozi spoke calmly, but he already understood. He wouldn't visit the temple without a reason.

"Laozi Daoist Laozi,"

Di Jun cut to the chase, "The Witch-Demon Calamity has begun, and this battle concerns the life and death of our demon race."

"You are the nominal saint of my demon race, enjoying the fortune and merit of my Demon Race Fortune. Now, it is time for you to fulfill your promise."

Laozi sighed softly in his heart.

Cause and effect are cyclical, and retribution is inevitable.

The seeds sown in the pursuit of enlightenment are now bearing bitter fruit.

Although she is now a saint, Di Jun is also a saint, and his strength is no less than hers.

More importantly, her destiny is deeply intertwined with that of the demon race. If the demon race is defeated, her destiny will plummet, and she may even fall from her Saint Position.

"What are the Heavenly Emperor's orders?"

Laozi was puzzled, wondering what Di Jun was up to.

"It's very simple,"

Di Jun held up two fingers, "First, refine pills for my demon race, the more the better."

Second, persuade your third sister, Tongtian, to also contribute to the demon race."

"Good."

Laozi remained silent for a moment, then nodded.

"A hundred years from now, I will send someone to collect the first batch of pills."

Having received a satisfactory answer, Di Jun said no more, and with a flicker of his figure, he vanished without a trace.

Not long after Di Jun left, a beam of Jade Purity Immortal Light descended, and Yuanshi's figure appeared in the Eight Views Palace.

Her face showed urgency, clearly sensing Di Jun's saintly aura.

"Elder brother, what brings Di Jun here?"

Laozi recounted Di Jun's demands in detail.

"This is outrageous!"

Yuanshi Tianzun flew into a rage and couldn't help but curse, "That creature born from moisture and eggs, with fur and horns, dares to order us around! Who does she think she is!"

What's the point of scolding her?

Laozi sighed softly, "Second brother, our fates are intertwined with those of the demon race, a fact witnessed by the Heavenly Dao."

When the demon race prospers, we prosper; when the demon race perishes, our fortunes decline.

This is destiny, beyond our power to change. Now, all we can do is help her."

Yuanshi's face was ashen, and his chest heaved violently.

She certainly knew this principle.

However, her pride prevented her from bowing down to the demon race.

"Do we really have to seek help from the Tongtian?"

Yuanshi looked resentful, after all, the Three Pure Ones had separated after their last argument.

If I were to go to Tongtian again, I would inevitably lose face.

Laozi nodded. "The best course of action now is for the Three Pure Ones to unite as one, so as to minimize the losses in this great calamity."

Yuanshi remained silent for a long time, then finally sighed deeply, his face full of helplessness.

Without further delay, the two rode the clouds together towards Golden Ao Island.

Golden Ao Island, Jade Pure Palace.

Enveloped in ethereal mist and adorned with auspicious rays, the Eight Views Palace stands in stark contrast to its desolate state, brimming with vitality and life.

On the island, exotic flowers and rare herbs abound, mythical birds and beasts roam freely, and thousands of immortals are listening to the Sound of the Great Dao.

Sensing the presence of Laozi and Yuanshi, a voice emanated from the Jade Pure Palace.

"Eldest brother, second brother! What brings you here?"

The Tongtian Sect Master, dressed in a blue Daoist robe, strode out to greet them. It had been a long time since the Three Pure Ones had separated.

"Third brother,"

Laozi revealed a gentle smile, "You have achieved the Primordial Daluo Golden Immortal, but your second brother and I have been too busy with worldly affairs to come and congratulate you."

I've come today to make up for it, and I hope my third brother won't take offense."

"Brother, what are you saying!"

Upon hearing this, Tongtian was deeply moved and quickly invited the two to take seats in the Jade Pure Palace, addressing them affectionately, "Eldest brother, second brother, please sit down!"

Without wasting words, Laozi conjured up a hundred dazzling Houtian Spiritual Treasure in the center of the hall with a flick of his wrist.

"Third brother, your Disciples of the Sect of Interception. You should take these spiritual treasures and bestow them upon your disciples for self-defense."

Immediately afterwards, Laozi took out a Purple Gold Gourd and poured out three golden pills, each the size of a longan and exuding a fragrant aroma. "These are Nine-Turn Golden Elixir. I refined three of them in my spare time. They will also benefit even Daluo Golden Immortal. Third Brother, please accept them."

The Tongtian Sect Master looked at everything before him, his eyes welling up with tears.

In her heart, brotherhood was of paramount importance.

Unfortunately, when he tried to persuade them to resume their cultivation and attain the Primordial Dao, they had a big argument with him, and the Three Pure Ones separated from him from then on.

She hurriedly declined, but her Laozi, as the eldest brother, pressed her to accept the generous gift. The three reminisced about old times, and the atmosphere became increasingly harmonious.

Tongtian felt that today was the happiest day since the family split, completely unaware of the profound meaning hidden behind Laozi Yuanshi's smile.

After several rounds of drinks and dishes, Laozi put down his wine cup and slowly began, "Third brother, besides offering my congratulations, I also have another matter I'd like to ask for your help with..."