Chen Song Leaves Kunlun

"The sun shone brightly in the sky,"

"The flowers smiled at me."

"The little bird said, 'Good morning, good morning,'"

"'Why are you carrying a bag of explosives on your back?'"

"'I'm going to blow up the school~'"

"'The teacher doesn't know~'"

"'Once I pull the fuse, I'll run~'"

Early in the morning, Chen Song transformed into his true form in the place where he had originally grown, basking in the sunlight. He called himself a pine tree and claimed he needed to photosynthesize. But after soaking up the sun for a while, he got bored.

So he wanted to belt out a few lines with his terrible singing voice.

A pine tree bathed in the morning sun while singing. The scene outside the Three Pure Ones' Thatched Hut on Kunlun Mountain was beyond absurd.

"What are you plotting behind my back, brat?" Supreme Pure Laozi's voice came from within the Thatched Hut. He had heard everything Chen Song sang. Though he did not understand what "explosives" or a "school" were, he knew this brat was up to no good.

Didn't he also blow up... produce failed pills when refining pills? So it definitely could not be anything good.

"Senior Disciple Nephew, you should focus on your photosynthesis and strive to break through to the Grand Unity Golden Immortal realm sooner," Yuanshi said as he walked out of the Thatched Hut. Ever since coming out of seclusion, he had long been defeated by Chen Song's lively antics.

He could no longer maintain the image of a cold and aloof Martial Uncle. So he simply gave up... no, he decided to go with the flow.

"Exactly. If you fail to break through to the Grand Unity Golden Immortal realm, your Master definitely will not let you off," Tongtian said as he emerged as well, clearly enjoying Chen Song's misfortune.

"Master, Martial Uncles, I want to go down the mountain and travel for a while. If I stay on this mountain, I'm afraid I'll never break through to the Grand Unity Golden Immortal realm in my life." Chen Song could not care about anything else. He really wanted to go out and have fun!

He had been in the Primordial World for so long. For the first three thousand years, he had been a tree, unable to move. After taking human form, he went to the Purple Cloud Palace with the ancestral shamans to listen to the Dao!

After that, his Master dragged him back and insisted that he cultivate.

Cultivate? Cultivate my ass. He could not keep cultivating.

"The Primordial World is still unsettled. This may not be a good time for you to leave the mountain," Yuanshi said with a sigh.

It was said that Di Jun and Taiyi had already established the demon race, gathering many demons from across the Primordial World, and their conflicts with the shaman race had been unceasing.

"Logically speaking, you should not have been stuck at the peak of the Grand Unity Golden Immortal realm for so long without breaking through. Isn't it because you have been lazy? And you still want to leave Kunlun?"

Laozi suddenly appeared before Chen Song's true form and carefully examined him.

Then he snapped off a branch from Chen Song's true form and viciously lashed him with it, startling Chen Song badly.

"Ow! Master, what are you doing?" Chen Song hurriedly transformed into his Innate Dao Body and dodged away.

"A young tree will not grow straight unless it is pruned. Today, I want to try pruning you a little so you can break through," Laozi said with a serious expression, branch in hand.

"Beating a child on a rainy day is something to do when one is bored. What if a beating from me sends you straight to the Grand Unity Golden Immortal realm?"

"No, Master! I'll definitely break through! Just let me leave Kunlun Mountain and go have fun... travel around a little, and I might break through! Why must it come to this? Why must it come to this?!" Chen Song ran wildly around the courtyard as Laozi chased after him.

Then Chen Song felt a great weight press down upon him. Not good!

The Heaven and Earth Mysterious Yellow Exquisite Pagoda, which had originally been protecting Chen Song, instead suppressed and restrained him.

"Second Brother, Third Brother, come help me hold him down!"

"Coming, Elder Brother!" ×2

Yuanshi and Tongtian thought about it and decided their Elder Brother had a point! A young tree would not grow straight unless it was pruned. Maybe a beating would make him less unruly.

"Senior Disciple Nephew, do not blame your two Martial Uncles. Your Master is our Elder Brother, after all. Do not worry, we love you very much too." Tongtian grinned wickedly as he and Yuanshi stepped forward and pinned Chen Song down.

Poor Chen Song. In the end, he was still going to be whipped by branches from his own true form. So the bamboo-shoot-and-pork treatment was unavoidable after all, and it was a combined beating from his Master and two Martial Uncles.

"Ah!!"

Chen Song's wails echoed throughout Kunlun Mountain.

After being properly disciplined, Chen Song behaved himself. As for how many days that would last, even he did not know.

"Fine. If you want to leave the mountain and travel, then go." After beating Chen Song, Laozi seemed to have come around and agreed to his request to leave Kunlun Mountain and roam the Primordial World.

"Really?" Chen Song was overjoyed. A beating in exchange for freedom—worth it!

"Mm. With the pagoda protecting you, there is no need to worry too much about your safety." Laozi nodded.

"Senior Disciple Nephew, the world is dangerous, and people's hearts are hard to predict. Here, take this..." Tongtian took out the Qingping Sword and held it out before Chen Song.

Chen Song broke into a cold sweat. That really was unnecessary.

"Martial Uncle Tongtian, there is no need. This Qingping Sword symbolizes the shared origin between you, Master, and Martial Uncle Yuanshi. You should keep it for chopping people up yourself."

"Third Brother, put it away. I have already left a spell within the Heaven and Earth Mysterious Yellow Exquisite Pagoda. It will activate when necessary and take this brat away to escape. He will be fine."

Seeing Yuanshi about to take something out as well, Chen Song hurriedly turned into a streak of light and flew out of the Three Pure Ones' Thatched Hut dojo on Kunlun Mountain.

"Thank you, Master! I'll come back soon!"

Chen Song drifted aimlessly through the Primordial World, holding a Ginseng Fruit and eating it. But it was so boring. He had already eaten several Ginseng Fruits and was getting sick of them.

His clever little mind turned, and he got an idea!

Chen Song circulated his mana, then pulled out a handful of pine nuts and popped one into his mouth.

"Crunch."

Mm, nice and crisp! But this was a little strange. Was he eating himself?

"Whoosh~"

A streak of golden light flashed past him. Chen Song's vision blurred. What had just flown by? A giant golden rat? He immediately flew after it along its trajectory.

"Ow!"

In the forest below, a cultivator was struck squarely on the forehead by the thing Chen Song had been chasing. He rubbed his head and bared his teeth in pain while looking around for whatever had ambushed him.

"Huh? It really hit someone?" Chen Song lowered his escape light and descended curiously.

He saw a Daoist with a somewhat strange appearance clutching his forehead and grimacing. He wore a golden crown, and his features were fairly proper, but deep in his eyes lurked a faint, barely noticeable greed and ferocity.

At the Daoist's feet lay a copper coin with a pair of tiny wings, radiating a unique Dao aura!

"A copper coin with wings... this is the Treasure-Dropping Golden Coin!" Chen Song's eyes lit up. This was a famous treasure from the Investiture of the Gods calamity! It could bring down any treasure below the Innate Supreme Treasure rank. It was practically essential equipment for fighting, robbing, and getting rich!

(A small excuse: it was not too jarring for this treasure to appear at this time. The main purpose was for Chen Song to help Third Martial Uncle Tongtian clean house in advance.)

Its only drawback was that every use inevitably consumed karmic fortune.

Before the Daoist could fully react, the Five-Colored Divine Light swept lightly over it, and the Treasure-Dropping Golden Coin drifted gently into Chen Song's hand.

The Daoist had recovered by then. Seeing the treasure fall into Chen Song's hands, pain and viciousness flashed through his eyes, but he quickly piled on a hypocritical smile and stepped forward with a Daoist salute.

"This humble Daoist is Ma Yuan. Greetings, fellow Daoist. Thank you for helping this humble Daoist recover this treasure."

Though he spoke words of gratitude, his gaze remained fixed on the Treasure-Dropping Golden Coin in Chen Song's hand, as well as... Chen Song's Daoist robe woven from five-colored pine needles, which was obviously no ordinary item. His eyes gleamed as greed surged in his heart.

The moment Chen Song heard the name "Ma Yuan," his heart skipped a beat.

Immortal of One Qi Ma Yuan?

That twisted cannibal from the Investiture of the Gods calamity, the one with a ghost hand growing from the back of his head who specialized in digging out people's hearts and livers for meals? In the future, he would join the Interception Sect and become one of Martial Uncle Tongtian's disciples—a prime candidate for ruining the sect's reputation!

Good, good, good. Since I ran into him today, I'll help Martial Uncle Tongtian "clean house" ahead of time!