Jieyin and Zhunti exchanged a glance, joy in both their eyes.
They had made an outrageous demand, waiting for East Prince Gong to bargain with them. Who would have thought he would agree so readily?
This was an unexpected delight for them.
Had they known this would happen, they should have made even more excessive demands. But now that the words had left their mouths, they naturally could not take them back. Besides, they had seen the looks in the eyes of the Quasi-Saints present.
The Quasi-Saints originally belonging to the Purple Mansion Immortal Court all wore displeased expressions.
They had not received such treatment when they joined the Immortal Court.
The three thousand guests of the Purple Cloud Palace who had yet to leave also chose to join.
They had always been fence-sitters, forever wavering.
The Three Pure Ones ignored the disputes of the Primordial Wilderness.
Zhen Yuanzi and Hong Yun were famously kind-hearted and unwilling to offend anyone.
Ancestor Minghe had a strange temperament and sought to prove his Dao through slaughter. The Two Saints of the West had also obtained two strands of Primordial Violet Qi and were future Saints.
With those two holding the fort, they naturally wanted to latch onto them.
The atmosphere within the Purple Mansion Immortal Court eased.
Duke East was overjoyed. Though he harbored resentment toward the Three Pure Ones, he did not dare entertain any thoughts of revenge. Yet when it came to Hong Yun, his mind began to stir.
Once the seed of greed was planted in one's heart, it would slowly take root and sprout.
As they toasted one another.
Within the Demon Heavenly Court above the Nine Heavens Above.
Demon Emperor Di Jun listened to his subordinate's report, and a smile likewise appeared on his face.
"The Three Pure Ones actually refused East Prince Gong's invitation. It truly exceeded my expectations, yet it was also within them. The Three Pure Ones are future Saints ordained by Heaven; they will surely cherish their reputations."
"Their so-called refusal to meddle in the disputes of the Primordial Wilderness merely means those disputes have not touched upon their own interests."
The smile on his face could no longer be contained. To him, this was simply tremendous news.
He had previously declined to cause trouble for East Prince Gong because he feared the Three Pure Ones would join the Purple Mansion Immortal Court. If the three of them had agreed, at least half of the three thousand guests in the Purple Cloud Palace would have chosen to follow them.
Zhen Yuanzi and Hong Yun's refusal, however, had been within his expectations.
The reason was simple. Those two were famously kind-hearted, unwilling to slaughter needlessly. They truly did not want to involve themselves in any conflict and only wished to act as they pleased, free and unrestrained.
But when he heard the news that followed, his expression changed drastically, and he abruptly rose to his feet.
"What did you say? The Two Westerners actually chose to join the Purple Mansion Immortal Court?"
At that moment, he could no longer remain calm.
He and his younger brother, Emperor Taiyi, were born as the Demon Clan's natural emperors, emerging from the Sun Star.
From the moment they were born, they had gained a faint realization: becoming Demon Emperors was their destiny. Since they were emperors, how could they submit to another?
The Two Westerners did not pose much of a threat to them now, but both possessed the foundation to become Saints.
There was no guarantee they would not become true Saints in the future.
During the Purple Cloud Palace's final sermon, there had been seven strands of Primordial Violet Qi. The Dao Ancestor bestowed them upon five Personal Disciples, making clear the paths that lay before them.
They were true Saints ordained by Heaven.
As for the other two strands of Primordial Violet Qi, the Dao Ancestor had directly accepted the Two Westerners as nominal disciples because of their weeping and pleading.
The final strand of Primordial Qi had been given to Hong Yun.
Emperor Taiyi grew somewhat anxious and could not help asking, "Big Brother, what should we do next?"
They did not consider East Prince Gong worthy of their attention, but they needed to carefully weigh their options when dealing with the Two Westerners.
If those two managed to become Saints, they would certainly settle their past karmic debts.
For the entire Demon Heavenly Court, this was the greatest threat.
Di Jun frowned in thought.
After a moment, he had already made his decision.
"I will descend to Kunlun Mountain."
The moment those words left his mouth, Emperor Taiyi understood his elder brother's intentions, disbelief filling his eyes.
"Big Brother, you mean to...!"
Di Jun nodded. The two brothers had been born together, so they naturally understood each other's thoughts.
"Yes. We will know the result once I go and try."
After issuing several instructions, Di Jun left the Demon Heavenly Court and headed for Kunlun Mountain.
After returning from the Myriad Immortals Assembly, Niu Ben resumed his former peaceful life.
He sat in a reclining chair with his eyes closed, enjoying Bixiao's leg massage as her crisp, pleasant voice echoed beside him. A smile tugged at his lips.
Now this was living!
But just then, a voice transmission suddenly rang out in his mind.
"Niu, go to the entrance of Kunlun Mountain. Someone will come to visit shortly. Bring him directly to my Dao Field."
Taishang's sudden voice left Niu Ben slightly stunned.
He then immediately rose to his feet.
Confusion filled Bixiao's eyes as she instinctively asked, "Senior Disciple Brother, is something wrong?"
Niu Ben nodded. "It is not really anything major. Master just told me to go to the entrance of Kunlun Mountain to receive an honored guest. I will head over first and come back later!"
Bixiao's brows curved with a smile. "All right, Senior Disciple Brother. Go quickly. I will wait for you here."
Since Taishang had personally given the order, Niu Ben naturally did not dare delay.
He used his divine ability to arrive at the entrance of Kunlun Mountain.
His gaze turned toward the horizon, and he felt somewhat puzzled.
"Who could it be?"
"Could East Prince Gong still be unwilling to let this go?"
"That fellow hardly deserves to be called an honored guest by Master. Then who else could it be?"
The Three Pure Ones normally remained in secluded cultivation and meditative contemplation, seeking only to become Saints as soon as possible.
Aside from their disciples, no one dared deliberately target them even if they caused trouble. They were disciples of future Saints ordained by Heaven—who would be so full as to provoke them?
As he waited.
The next moment, a ball of flame abruptly appeared in the void before him.
The flames were tyrannical and scorching, as though they would burn space itself to ashes.
Even the Spatial Barrier of the Primordial Wilderness warped at that moment, as though the flames intended to burn the Spatial Barrier itself as fuel.
But then Niu Ben saw the flames transform into a Three-legged Golden Crow, which descended directly at the entrance of Kunlun Mountain.
The Three-legged Golden Crow was indeed majestic. Though it did not deliberately target him, its powerful bloodline strength faintly crossed time and space, stirring the blood and qi within Niu Ben's body.
The bloodline aura within him was not rebounding from suppression. It was more like a resonance.
Niu Ben himself was also of the Demon Clan. Faced with the Demon Clan's Heaven-ordained emperor, the immense pressure weighing upon him was a natural reaction, not something directed at him.
He had originally possessed the bloodline of an ordinary Azure Ox. After ancestral reversion and purification, it was now considered one of the foremost bloodlines in the Primordial Wilderness.
At that moment, Niu Ben felt as though his bloodline were about to ignite.
Like a tiny universe erupting, it contended against the Demon Clan's innate imperial bloodline.
Di Jun shed his true form and arrived at the entrance of Kunlun Mountain. Looking at Niu Ben standing there and sensing the bloodline aura erupting from his body, he was utterly shocked.
He truly had not expected that, as a member of the Demon Clan, Niu Ben would show no loss of composure when facing him, the Demon Clan's natural emperor.
Yet he could sense that Niu Ben's bloodline rank was not much inferior to his own.
The shock in his heart would not settle for a long while. Was this the strength of the Three Pure Ones?
Even a mere disciple guarding the mountain possessed such a bloodline.
Di Jun had never met Niu Ben, so he naturally took him for a disciple guarding Kunlun Mountain's gate.
At that moment, even his attitude underwent a complete reversal.
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