He Died Miserably

"Hahaha! Well said! I feel like this gourd has a destiny with you Westerners!" a gruff voice boomed like thunder. Ancestral Witch Gonggong strode forward, pointing at the gourd and shouting at Di Jun and Taiyi, "Look at this gourd, isn't the white part like your faces? Pissed off! And the purple part, isn't it like your hearts? Constricted! Hahaha!"

Zhurong also chimed in, his body radiating heat, "Exactly! The West is so 'bitter,' and you demons have so much wealth, why are you snatching from them? Not generous at all! I think this gourd rightfully belongs to the West!"

Dijiang stood by with his arms crossed, chuckling, while the other Ancestral Witches joined in the teasing:

"Give it to the West! Give it to the West!"

"The Demon Race is so stingy!"

"Di Jun, Taiyi, are you two sore losers?"

These muscle-bound brutes from the Witch Race were skilled in fighting, but they were even more professional at stirring up trouble, playing favorites, and being obnoxious! They didn't care who the gourd belonged to; as long as they could annoy Di Jun and Taiyi, they'd even perform a chest-crushing stone act on the spot!

Di Jun and Taiyi were so enraged by these barbarians that their insides churned, but in front of so many powerful figures, they couldn't actually fight. The Chaos Bell wasn't something to be struck casually. A breath of anger was stuck in their chests, almost causing them to explode on the spot.

Chen Song, watching from the side, almost burst out laughing. He quickly covered his mouth, his shoulders shaking. He silently gave the Ancestral Witches a thumbs-up: "Good job! Deserves a reward! This assist is divine! Indeed, watching the show is the greatest productivity in the Great Wilderness!"

Amidst the chaos, the last purple-white gourd, seemingly confused by the chaotic energy and the various "fated" calls, or perhaps stimulated by the Witch Race's surging blood essence and malevolent aura, began to spin in the air.

It first swayed towards Di Jun and Taiyi, and their eyes lit up.

Then it turned towards the Western duo, and Zhunti had already extended his hand to receive it.

Next, it inexplicably drifted towards Chen Song, who was watching the show.

Chen Song's heart skipped a beat: "Damn it? Not again? I don't want to be framed again!" He instinctively shrank back, afraid the gourd would "precision-deliver" itself to him again.

However, in the moment the gourd hesitated—

"Whoosh!"

An extremely subtle dark light, like a viper emerging from its den, shot out from the distant void, directly at the purple-white gourd in the air! It was Kunpeng! Seeing that various parties were arguing endlessly, he intended to seize the treasure by force!

"Kunpeng! How dare you!" Di Jun, Taiyi, and Zhunti roared in unison! The True Sun Fire and the light of the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree instantly flared up!

At this critical juncture, the purple-white gourd seemed to be enraged by Kunpeng's sneak attack, or perhaps sensing a fatal threat, it trembled violently. Yin-Yang Energies erupted, instantly scattering that dark light! Then, as if startled, or perhaps finally making a decision, it "whooshed" and, ignoring Di Jun, Zhunti, or anyone else, transformed into a streak of light, heading straight for the place with the most balanced aura, strongest defense, and seemingly safest location—

Old Ancestor Hongyun, next to Zhenyuanzi!

Hongyun was happily holding his Nine-Nine Soul Scattering Gourd when he suddenly felt a weight in his arms. He looked down and saw that the hot potato purple-white gourd had also squeezed in, nestled against his crimson gourd, looking quite... well-behaved?

Hongyun: "???"

Everyone else: "!!!"

Di Jun, Taiyi, Jieyin, Zhunti, and Kunpeng were all dumbfounded!

After all that, the snipe and the clam fought, and the fisherman benefited? And it was this good-natured Hongyun?

Zhenyuanzi was also stunned, then his expression became even more solemn. He pulled Hongyun behind him, the illusion of the Earth Book's "Heaven and Earth Mirror" fully unfurling, emitting a heavy Wutu energy. Good heavens, Hongyun had now become a mobile treasure trove!

Chen Song let out a long sigh and patted his chest: "Fortunately, fortunately, I wasn't framed this time... but Senior Hongyun is under immense pressure now, having a treasure brings calamity..."

He looked at Hongyun, who was holding two gourds in a daze, then at the ashen-faced Di Jun and Taiyi, the venomous-eyed Kunpeng, and the Ancestral Witches who, despite not getting the gourd, were satisfied with annoying their rivals and were high-fiving each other. And then there were the Western duo, looking like, "Although we didn't get the treasure, successfully causing trouble counts as a victory..."

This gourd distribution conference was truly... spectacular and full of too many elements!

Finally, the seven gourds each found their owners (Hongyun got two). After bearing all the gourds, the Innate Gourd Vine, depleted of its spiritual energy, quickly withered and turned to dust, leaving only a dry root buried deep within Buzhou Mountain.

"Something's not right!"

Chen Song thought to himself: "Didn't Nuwa collect this gourd vine? She needed it later to create humans and achieve sainthood! Could this be the butterfly effect from my transmigration? Also, logically, didn't Hongjun enfeoff East King Duke and West Queen Mother as the leaders of male and female immortals respectively? Why aren't they here?"

Outside the Thirty-Three Heavens, Hongjun, who had completely merged with the Heavenly Dao, his consciousness like a super server, was processing the complex data streams of the Great Wilderness world with the utmost efficiency.

"Hmm? This task hasn't been done yet?"

"Oh... it was supposed to be released after the first sermon, but it's been delayed until now. It's just for nominal regulation and symbolic balance anyway... Forget it, consider it a patch."

"Buzz—"

Just as Chen Song was contemplating his butterfly effect, a fluctuation far more vast and majestic than when the gourd vine matured, as if originating from the very will of the world's origin, descended upon Buzhou Mountain without warning!

This fluctuation was not directed at any one person, but like an invisible network, it instantly covered the entire Great Wilderness, clearly entering the Primordial Spirit of every being with a certain level of cultivation!

It was the Heavenly Dao! Or rather, Hongjun Dao Ancestor, who had just merged with the Dao and become the "system administrator"!

All the powerful figures preparing to leave, whether the Three Pure Ones, Nuwa, Di Jun and Taiyi, the Western duo, or the Ancestral Witches who were about to celebrate their successful annoyance of their rivals, all froze, looked up in astonishment, and concentrated their senses on this message from the origin of the Heavenly Dao.

Even Hongyun, who was still dazed while holding two gourds, was pulled by Zhenyuanzi and stood solemnly.

In the void, Hongjun's figure did not appear. Only a detached, magnificent, and utterly emotionless Dao sound, like a Heavenly Dao decree, echoed in the hearts of all beings:

"The Heavenly Dao is ordered, and the immortal path shall be established. In view of the disordered cultivation of all beings in the Great Wilderness, lacking a unifying authority, I hereby decree: East King Duke shall be the Chief of Male Immortals in the Great Wilderness, in charge of pure Yang energy, managing the records of male immortals, residing on Penglai Immortal Island in the East Sea. West Queen Mother, residing in the Kunlun Mountains, shall be the Chief of Female Immortals in the Great Wilderness, in charge of the essence of Taiyin, managing the records of female immortals, residing in the Yaochi Immortal Realm of West Kunlun. It is hoped that you will diligently fulfill your duties, regulate Yin and Yang, and not fail the heavenly grace."

As the Dao sound faded, the Heavenly Dao fluctuation slowly subsided, as if it had never appeared.

However, what remained at the scene was an eerie silence and countless bewildered faces.

East King Duke? West Queen Mother? Who are these two? Haven't heard much about them! How were they suddenly appointed by the Dao Ancestor... ah, no, by the Heavenly Dao as the leaders of male and female immortals? What is this?

After a brief moment of shock, Chen Song almost burst out laughing again. He quickly covered his mouth with his fist, mentally complaining.

"Holy crap! I almost forgot about this! After the Chairman merged with the Dao, his first 'system announcement' is actually an HR appointment? And it's the kind that's just remembered and sent out casually? East King Duke and West Queen Mother..."

"This position sounds impressive, but it looks like a target designed to attract firepower! Especially Brother East King Duke, I remember he died a miserable death later..."