Five Elements Disrupt the Game

"This Poor Daoist truly does not know.

Ever since returning from Buzhou Mountain, Poor Daoist has been in seclusion, only emerging today because Daoist Friend Wuxing came to visit.

I have not yet visited Daoist Friend Yang Mei.

However, Poor Daoist also did not sense the pressure of Daoist Friend Yang Mei's enlightenment to the Hunyuan Grand Unity Golden Immortal realm.

Perhaps Daoist Friend Yang Mei has not attained that stage.

Or perhaps Daoist Friend Yang Mei has already achieved the Hunyuan Grand Unity Golden Immortal Celestial Venerable realm.

It is possible that Daoist Friend Yang Mei used some special means to conceal the pressure of his enlightenment."

Ancestor Yin Yang also looked toward the direction of Old Ancestor Yang Mei's Daoist Arena with envy.

Given Old Ancestor Yang Mei's talent as the third-ranked Chaos Demon God—the Space Demon God.

Over a dozen Eons had passed, and he suspected the other had likely already attained the Hunyuan Grand Unity Golden Immortal realm.

However, the other must have used special means to conceal the pressure of his enlightenment.

"May I ask what matter brings you here today, Daoist Friend?

You wouldn't tell Poor Daoist that you came solely to inquire about Daoist Friend Yang Mei's situation, would you?"

Ancestor Yin Yang then asked about the purpose of Old Ancestor Wuxing's visit.

Though his relationship with Old Ancestor Wuxing was good.

Old Ancestor Wuxing could not possibly have come just to see him and casually ask about Old Ancestor Yang Mei.

"Daoist Friend truly understands Poor Daoist through and through. My visit is indeed not solely for this matter.

Rather, it is for the sake of Old Thief Hongjun."

Old Ancestor Wuxing stated his purpose directly without any hesitation.

"Old Thief Hongjun?"

Ancestor Yin Yang caught the oddity in Old Ancestor Wuxing's words.

Hadn't Wuxing always been on excellent terms with Hongjun?

He, Wuxing, Hongjun, and other powerhouses often sat together discussing the Dao.

Why would Wuxing address Hongjun like this? Calling him an old thief outright?

Could it be that over these dozen Eons, Wuxing and Hongjun had developed some unknown conflict?

Ancestor Yin Yang's mind raced through various guesses as he looked at Old Ancestor Wuxing, waiting for his next words.

"Daoist Friend Yin Yang, do you know that Old Thief Hongjun is nothing but a sanctimonious hypocrite?"

"Where does this come from?"

Ancestor Yin Yang grew intrigued.

Though his relationship with Hongjun was good, it was not as close as his bond with Old Ancestor Wuxing.

Since Wuxing spoke thus, there must be a reason. He would first hear Old Ancestor Wuxing's explanation.

"Daoist Friend should be aware of the Conflict between Dao and Demon between Old Thief Hongjun and Luohu.

Not long ago, Old Thief Hongjun came seeking Poor Daoist's help to survive that conflict.

But Poor Daoist discovered that Old Thief Hongjun's motives were impure.

His aim was merely to use Poor Daoist as cannon fodder, to clear the path for his great battle with Luohu.

What's more, Hongjun even intended to have Poor Daoist killed in the Conflict between Dao and Demon.

This is what Poor Daoist heard Old Thief Hongjun say with his own ears."

When it came to framing and slander, Old Ancestor Wuxing had a firm grasp.

Since Old Thief Hongjun wanted to set him, Wuxing, up, he would not be polite either.

He simply voiced the conjectures in his mind, regardless of whether they were fact—just pinning them on Old Thief Hongjun would suffice.

However, what Old Ancestor Wuxing did not know was that his words framing Old Thief Hongjun.

Were all true!

Truly a blind cat catching a dead mouse.

"Poor Daoist dares to swear by the friendship between us.

If even one word of mine is false, may the boat of our friendship capsize on the spot.

The reason I did not record the scene of Old Thief Hongjun saying those words back then was fear of being discovered by him.

Otherwise, I would surely have shown you Hongjun's ugly face at that time."

Having said this, Old Ancestor Wuxing solemnly made his vow.

"How dare Hongjun be so bold as to scheme against you, Daoist Friend!

Poor Daoist will surely seek justice for you!"

"Let's go, Daoist friend. This Poor Daoist will go with you to reason with Hongjun. I swear he will give you an explanation."

After hearing Old Ancestor Wuxing's account, Ancestor Yin Yang flew into a rage.

It never occurred to him that Old Ancestor Wuxing's words might be fabricated.

After all, Old Ancestor Wuxing had previously been on excellent terms with Hongjun. There was no reason for Wuxing to make up such a story to frame Hongjun.

Since Wuxing said so, it was most likely that Hongjun had truly done such a thing.

"Oh, Daoist Friend Yin Yang, don't you understand yet?

This Poor Daoist's visit here is precisely for your sake, Daoist Friend Yin Yang.

That old thief Hongjun, unable to trap this Poor Daoist, is already on his way to your Daoist Arena.

The next one he intends to harm is none other than you, Daoist Friend.

This Poor Daoist, worried for your safety, rushed here ahead of that old thief Hongjun to inform you.

To prevent you from being duped by the old thief Hongjun, and even applauding him for it.

Now, that old thief Hongjun has likely already arrived at your Daoist Arena."

Old Ancestor Wuxing spoke with earnest sincerity. Though satisfied with Ancestor Yin Yang's reaction—proof that their friendship remained solid—

He was surprised Yin Yang hadn't realized that Hongjun the old thief would target him.

Sure enough, not long after Old Ancestor Wuxing finished speaking, Hongjun the old thief's voice rang out from outside Ancestor Yin Yang's Daoist Arena.

"Daoist Friend Yin Yang, this Poor Daoist Hongjun has come to visit on urgent business. Please show yourself for a meeting."

Hongjun called out loudly outside the Daoist Arena.

"This..."

Speak of Hongjun, and Hongjun appears.

"Daoist Friend Yin Yang, this Poor Daoist will take his leave for now.

Whatever you do, don't let that old thief Hongjun fool you.

And don't mention that this Poor Daoist came to see you.

You can analyze the old thief Hongjun's words and see if what this Poor Daoist said is true.

But whatever you do, don't fall for the old thief Hongjun's tricks."

Old Ancestor Wuxing vanished in a flash, hiding deep within Ancestor Yin Yang's Daoist Arena.

"Rest assured, Daoist Friend Wuxing. Since you have already warned this Poor Daoist, I naturally won't be deceived.

I must also thank Daoist Friend Wuxing for coming to warn me.

Now, let this Poor Daoist deal with that scoundrel Hongjun."

Stepping out of his own Daoist Arena, Ancestor Yin Yang greeted Hongjun with a beaming smile.

Not a trace remained of the anger he had shown while discussing Hongjun with Old Ancestor Wuxing.

When it came to acting, Ancestor Yin Yang played his part to perfection.

"Hahaha, what wind blows Daoist Friend Hongjun to my door?

Quickly, come into this Poor Daoist's Daoist Arena for a chat. Your visit truly honors my humble abode."

Ancestor Yin Yang's face was all smiles, but inwardly his vigilance toward Hongjun had been raised to the highest level.

Seeing Ancestor Yin Yang so warm and welcoming, Hongjun breathed a sigh of relief.

"Daoist Friend Yin Yang will most likely agree to this Poor Daoist's request. After all, I am one of his closest friends.

If I make my request and tempt him with benefits, I don't believe he'll refuse."

Hongjun muttered to himself.

He followed Ancestor Yin Yang all the way into the Daoist Arena.

Arriving at the reception hall, the two took their seats.

Hongjun carefully observed Ancestor Yin Yang and discovered that he, too, had reached the Peak Hunyuan Golden Immortal realm.

Delighted, Hongjun felt even more confident about the upcoming decisive battle in the Conflict between Dao and Demon.

Yet something struck Hongjun as odd.

In the past, whenever he visited Ancestor Yin Yang's Daoist Arena, Yin Yang would have his attendant receive him.

He would lay out spiritual fruits, brew Spiritual Tea, and pour spiritual wine in hospitality.

This time, Ancestor Yin Yang offered him nothing. Even the attendant who usually served them was nowhere to be seen.

Hongjun, anxious to discuss the great matter of the Conflict between Dao and Demon, paid no attention to these details.

He simply assumed that Ancestor Yin Yang, having been in seclusion for over a dozen Eons, had no time to tend to his Spiritual Tea and fruits, and thus had nothing good to offer.

"I must congratulate you, Daoist Friend, on your advancement to the Peak Hunyuan Golden Immortal realm.

You are now just one step away from attaining the Hunyuan Grand Unity Golden Immortal Celestial Venerable realm."

Seeing that Ancestor Yin Yang remained silent, Hongjun felt somewhat awkward and was the first to break the deadlock.

"Daoist Friend flatters me. Has Daoist Friend Hongjun not also ascended to the Peak Hunyuan Golden Immortal realm? You are merely one step away from the Hunyuan Grand Unity Golden Immortal realm. Perhaps Daoist Friend Hongjun will even attain the Hunyuan Grand Unity Golden Immortal Celestial Venerable realm before this old Daoist."

Mere pleasantries—he, Ancestor Yin Yang, could speak them too. He wanted to see if Hongjun truly intended to deceive them, his old friends.

"Daoist Friend Yin Yang, this Poor Daoist has come specifically to invite you to lend me your aid in battle. As you must know, a confrontation between this Poor Daoist and Luohu is inevitable. Now the time for that great battle between this Poor Daoist and Luohu draws near. To ensure a flawless victory over that Luohu, this Poor Daoist solemnly invites Daoist Friend Yin Yang to assist me in battle. After the battle, this old Daoist will take not a single share of the spoils; they shall all be taken freely by the fellow Daoists who lend their aid."