Now, it was just right for Daoist De to take it out and reward his own disciple.
"Hongjun, Hongjun, thanks to your generosity.
Otherwise, I truly would not have had anything good to reward my disciple Donghua with.
I could only have given him the Pure Yang Sword from before his reincarnation."
Looking at the stunned expression on his disciple Donghua's face,
Daoist De could not help but think of Old Thief Hongjun, who had fought them in Chaos.
"Achoo!"
In Chaos, Hongjun and Jidu were still struggling to hold back Taichu, formed from the fusion of the Three Brothers.
For no apparent reason, Hongjun sneezed.
"Fellow Daoist Taichu, don't try any tricks.
With Fellow Daoist Luohu and me here, you will not be able to return to the Primordial Wilderness!"
Hongjun thought the Three Brothers were plotting something against him.
"Old Thief Hongjun, there will come a day when you cry."
Taichu ignored Old Thief Hongjun.
After giving Hongjun a meaningful smile, he continued fighting while retreating toward where Chaos and the others were.
On Daoist De's side, after he took out three Top-grade Innate Spiritual Treasures, Donghua immediately flew down before him.
Under Daoist De's smiling gaze, Donghua Bodhi dropped to his knees before him with a thud.
"Master above, please accept three bows from your disciple."
Donghua directly kowtowed three times to Daoist De.
It was not that Donghua had no shame; his master had simply given him far too much.
And just as his master had said, he was a disciple destined for his master.
If he did not take the Daoist before him as his master, he would likely have no hope of attaining the Great Dao in the future.
For the sake of pursuing his own Great Dao, Donghua naturally had to take a