The Golden-Winged Great Peng Bird

"Mm, delicious!"

Qing Xuan was inside the Penglai Immortal Palace, eating hotpot from the Gathering Origin Cauldron. He never expected that the cauldron used for alchemy would add a hint of medicinal fragrance when used for boiling hotpot.

"Haven't seen my disciple in days. I'll go check on him after eating, see what he's up to."

Qing Xuan picked up the pace, wolfing down the hotpot in a few bites, tossed the Gathering Origin Cauldron into the Three Lights Divine Water pool to disinfect, then flew toward Kong Xuan's residence on Penglai Immortal Island.

When Qing Xuan arrived at Kong Xuan's residence, he saw a sight that left him dumbfounded—Kong Xuan was actually giving a lecture on the Dao.

In Qing Xuan's eyes, a child of about ten years old stood on a stone block, speaking eloquently, while surrounding him were the Twelve Spirit Beasts and the Five Elements Kirin, all at the same cultivation realm as himself.

All seventeen spirit beasts listened intently to Kong Xuan's words, nodding from time to time as if gaining some insight.

"Holy crap, is this what a top student looks like?"

Qing Xuan sighed inwardly. It had only been a few months since Kong Xuan was born, and already he could lecture spirit beasts who had cultivated for ten thousand years. Truly, comparing beasts only drives beasts mad.

Suddenly, Qing Xuan's mind stirred, and he sent a voice transmission to Kong Xuan.

"Come to Fangcun Immortal Mountain. Your little brother is about to be born."

Kong Xuan was enthusiastically imparting cultivation experience when he suddenly heard his master's voice.

"That's all for today. Go and cultivate well."

Then Kong Xuan hurriedly flew toward Fangcun Immortal Mountain. By the time he reached Qing Xuan's side, the heavenly tribulation clouds had already gathered.

"Nine-Nine Thunder Tribulation. Disciple, your blood brother's talent is a bit inferior to yours."

Qing Xuan looked at the tribulation clouds in the sky and said regretfully to Kong Xuan.

In myth and legend, the Golden-Winged Great Peng Bird's achievements didn't match Kong Xuan's. Without guidance, its nature was unruly and arrogant, causing evil everywhere. Later, it was tricked by Ran Deng into swallowing one hundred and eight prayer beads, taken as a disciple, and called the Winged Immortal.

Kong Xuan heard this but said nothing, only watching the tribulation clouds in the sky with some tension. He was worried whether this little brother could survive this ordeal.

Chirp!

Between heaven and earth, the Golden-Winged Great Peng Bird appeared in the sky, its entire body of golden feathers dazzling and brilliant. Its sharp beak and fierce claws displayed supreme power. Its tail feathers were long and elegant, leaving golden trails as it flew, and a mysterious black-and-white halo circled its body.

[So that's the Yin Yang Two Energies innate divine ability of the Golden-Winged Great Peng? Truly somewhat extraordinary.] Qing Xuan looked at the black-and-white halo and sighed inwardly.

Yuan Feng's two children—Kong Xuan had the Five-Colored Divine Light, capable of sweeping away anything, and the Golden-Winged Great Peng had the Yin Yang Two Energies, able to directly dissolve enemies. Both divine abilities were among the top in the Primordial Wilderness.

[It's just that this foolish bird actually refined its innate divine ability into a spiritual treasure, thereby damaging its own foundation. Now that it has taken me as its master, this won't be allowed to happen.] Qing Xuan thought of the Golden-Winged Great Peng's absurd move and resolved to teach it well.

Thunderclouds roiled in the sky as bolts of lightning struck the Golden-Winged Great Peng Bird one after another. Before long, with the final tribulation lightning falling, the Golden-Winged Great Peng narrowly passed the Nine-Nine Thunder Tribulation.

Just like with Kong Xuan, the Heavenly Dao descended a Seven-Colored Rainbow Light to heal the injuries on the Golden-Winged Great Peng Bird.

The Golden-Winged Great Peng transformed into human form—a child with golden hair appeared before Qing Xuan and Kong Xuan.

Qing Xuan gave the Golden-Winged Great Peng the same memory packet he had given Kong Xuan.

"Second brother!" Kong Xuan called out. Though they had never met, they were still blood brothers, and there was some affection between them.

"Big brother!" The Golden-Winged Great Peng, after digesting the memories in its mind, responded with excitement.

"Come, pay respects to the master!" Kong Xuan said.

"Hmph, big brother, what qualifications does this person have to be my master?" The Golden-Winged Great Peng said arrogantly.

"Second brother, don't be rude!" Kong Xuan roared angrily. He held great respect for Qing Xuan in his heart and naturally didn't want the Golden-Winged Great Peng to show disrespect. As he spoke, he moved to discipline his blood brother.

"Hahaha, disciple, no need. Tell me, what qualifications are needed to be your master?" Qing Xuan stopped Kong Xuan and asked the Golden-Winged Great Peng with a smile.

[The Golden-Winged Great Peng is unruly and arrogant. I need to first blunt its edge to break its habit of blind conceit.] Qing Xuan thought to himself.

"To be my master, one must have profound cultivation and great divine abilities," the Golden-Winged Great Peng said haughtily.

"Alright, let me ask you—what is your greatest skill?" Qing Xuan asked with a smile.

"Speed, of course!" the Golden-Winged Great Peng said proudly.

"Good. How about this—let's make a bet. If you can fly out of my palm within five days, you win."

Qing Xuan thought for a moment and took out the Nine Dragon Divine Fire Hood.

"If you win, not only do you not have to take me as your master, but this innate spiritual treasure is also yours.

Of course, if you can't fly out, then stay obediently as my disciple. How about it?"

Hearing this, the Golden-Winged Great Peng's eyes lit up. Innate spiritual treasures were rare in the Primordial Wilderness. In its view, it was sure to win this bet—wasn't this just freeloading a spiritual treasure?

"Are you serious?"

"Of course I'm serious!"

"Alright, when do we start?"

"Right now. If you leave my palm in five days, you win." Qing Xuan waved his hand and enveloped the Golden-Winged Great Peng.

Seeing this, the Golden-Winged Great Peng reverted to its true form, spread its wings, and soared into the sky. In the blink of an eye, it was tens of thousands of miles away.

"Hahaha, this innate spiritual treasure is mine now." The Golden-Winged Great Peng looked back and saw no trace of Qing Xuan or Kong Xuan, then said happily.

Meanwhile, Qing Xuan and Kong Xuan were watching it fly within Qing Xuan's palm. Kong Xuan heard his little brother's words, couldn't bear to look, and felt utterly embarrassed. He wondered inwardly—did he really have to acknowledge this brother?

As for Qing Xuan, he was having a blast, thinking to himself, So this is the joy of Tathagata teasing the monkey.

The divine ability Qing Xuan was now using was called the World in the Palm, similar to the Western Teachings' Buddha Kingdom in the Palm. Against anyone weaker than himself, he could capture them with a casual gesture.

In the blink of an eye, five days had passed.

"Hahahaha, time to fly back—I still need to claim my spirit treasure!" the Golden-Winged Roc said cheerfully.

"Second brother, stop embarrassing yourself. You've been in Master's palm the whole time and never flown out at all." Kong Xuan's voice suddenly rang out from all directions.

"What?!"

The Golden-Winged Roc was greatly alarmed, looking around frantically for Kong Xuan.

"Hahahaha, my good disciple, do you concede now?" Qing Xuan waved his hand and released the Golden-Winged Roc.

"How is that possible!" The Golden-Winged Roc collapsed to the ground. He felt that over these five days, he had flown millions of li, yet he still couldn't escape from Qing Xuan's hand.

"Second brother, Master's abilities are beyond what you can imagine. Hurry up and concede, then take him as your teacher!"

Kong Xuan stepped forward to help the Golden-Winged Roc up. After all, he was his own brother—even if his mind was a bit off, he couldn't just abandon him. He resolved to keep a tighter rein on this kid from now on.

The Golden-Winged Roc steadied his mind, realizing that Qing Xuan's divine powers were vast and his loss was no disgrace. He then kowtowed to Qing Xuan and formally accepted him as his master.

"Your disciple pays respects to Master!"