Yang Mei Attains Hunyuan, Concealing Information

"Daoist Friend, there is no need to waste your time here with Poor Daoist. Poor Daoist has already made his requirements perfectly clear. If Daoist Friend cannot meet them, then Poor Daoist can do nothing about it. Help is mutual, after all, and Poor Daoist has never asked Daoist Friend to help Poor Daoist with anything. First, Daoist Friend cannot meet Poor Daoist's requirements. Second, Daoist Friend cannot make up for the losses incurred by Poor Daoist's agreement with Daoist Friend Wuxing. Yet you expect Poor Daoist to help you unconditionally—do you not think your demands are somewhat excessive?"

Ancestor Yin Yang spoke again, leaving Hongjun speechless.

Upon careful thought, Old Ancestor Hongjun found that Ancestor Yin Yang's words did make sense.

Why should Ancestor Yin Yang help him, Hongjun, without conditions?

Because Hongjun had a big mouth?

When it came to moral blackmail, Ancestor Yin Yang had truly mastered the game.

This time, Ancestor Yin Yang had seized the moral high ground.

But that shameless thing Hongjun was no better—he was truly standing in the moral lowlands.

Morality or not, such a thing simply did not exist for Hongjun.

All he wanted was to scheme his former old friends to death.

Besides, this was the Primordial Wilderness. What use was morality here?

Still, since Ancestor Yin Yang had already refused so plainly, Hongjun could not very well force the matter further.

Perhaps if he insisted again, it would have the opposite effect.

He might instead offend Ancestor Yin Yang, causing him to harbor resentment and join Luohu's side.

That would be an even greater loss.

"Since that is the case, then Poor Daoist shall take his leave. Poor Daoist will certainly invite Daoist Friend Wuxing, and then come invite Daoist Friend Yin Yang as well. When that time comes, Daoist Friend Yin Yang, I hope you will surely lend your aid."

Since Ancestor Yin Yang had rejected him so explicitly, Hongjun would only be wasting time by remaining here.

He immediately decided to leave. His next step was to seek out Yang Mei.

"Why is this happening? Both Wuxing and Yin Yang refused to help. Where did things go wrong? They agreed before—why did they change their minds at the last moment this time?"

Hongjun racked his brains but could not understand why both Wuxing and Yin Yang had refused him.

He could never have imagined that this change had been caused by one small accident.

It had all begun because Taiqing had emerged early and gone to Buzhou Mountain to pay respects to Pangu Father God.

It was also because Hongjun himself had run his mouth at the time and insisted on plotting against Wuxing, provoking Wuxing's disgust.

Had Hongjun known the true reason, he would likely have wanted to tear apart his own foul mouth.

The moment Old Ancestor Hongjun left, Old Ancestor Wuxing, who had been hiding deep within Ancestor Yin Yang's Daoist Arena, immediately emerged.

"Hahaha, Daoist Friend Yin Yang, well done! Just thinking about Hongjun's flushed face makes Poor Daoist want to laugh. This is killing me—who would have thought Old Thief Hongjun would have a day like this?"

Old Ancestor Wuxing clutched his belly and laughed uproariously. The only one who could make Old Thief Hongjun suffer such a setback was Yin Yang.

"Daoist Friend was indeed correct. That Hongjun truly harbors wicked intentions. If Daoist Friend had not warned Poor Daoist, Poor Daoist would truly have fallen for Old Thief Hongjun's scheme. This time, Poor Daoist truly must thank Daoist Friend for the reminder."

Ancestor Yin Yang spoke with lingering relief, then gave Old Ancestor Wuxing a deep bow.

Had he truly been tricked by Old Thief Hongjun, Yin Yang reckoned that even if he did not die, he would have ended up severely injured.

Ancestor Yin Yang was still underestimating his own fate.

In the original course of events, Hongjun had driven him to Self-Destruct on the spot.

And that was while he possessed the World-Opening Supreme Treasure, the Taiji Diagram.

Forced to Self-Destruct within the Immortal Slaying Sword Formation and blast open a gap in it for Hongjun, he had purely made a wedding dress for Hongjun.

"Judging by Old Thief Hongjun's direction, the next one that fellow intends to trick is probably Daoist Friend Yang Mei."

The two exchanged glances, both revealing wicked smiles.

"Come, let us go see how Old Thief Hongjun intends to trick Daoist Friend Yang Mei. And while we are at it, let us see whether Daoist Friend Yang Mei has truly attained the realm of Hunyuan Grand Unity Golden Immortal Celestial Venerable."

Ancestor Yin Yang and Old Ancestor Wuxing immediately set off for Old Ancestor Yang Mei's Daoist Arena.

At this moment, inside Old Ancestor Yang Mei's Daoist Arena.

"Phew—"

Yang Mei exhaled a breath of stale air.

"Like this, no one should be able to tell, right?

I wonder when that bastard Hongjun will come. As long as the Conflict between Dao and Demon is completed, This Seat can completely break free from the greater tide of the Primordial Wilderness.

Then, This Seat will soar into the heavens.

I will leave the Heavenly Dao's sphere of control and no longer suffer its suppression."

Old Ancestor Yang Mei muttered to himself.

Yet his cultivation was vastly different from what Ancestor Yin Yang and Old Ancestor Wuxing had guessed.

At this moment, Old Ancestor Yang Mei's cultivation was still at Peak Hunyuan Golden Immortal.

"Wait, the pressure from attaining the Hunyuan Grand Unity Golden Immortal Celestial Venerable realm that fills this Daoist Arena must also be cleared away.

Otherwise, that bastard Hongjun will definitely discover it."

Throughout Old Ancestor Yang Mei's Daoist Arena lingered the unique aura of the Hunyuan Grand Unity Golden Immortal Celestial Venerable realm.

This showed that Old Ancestor Yang Mei had long since attained the Hunyuan Grand Unity Golden Immortal Celestial Venerable realm.

It was merely unknown what secret art Yang Mei had used to forcibly suppress his own realm to Peak Hunyuan Golden Immortal.

It seemed that Old Ancestor Yang Mei had calculations of his own as well.

Old Ancestor Yang Mei swiftly employed his methods, erasing the unique aura of the Hunyuan Grand Unity Golden Immortal that permeated the Daoist Arena.

He completely concealed all traces of having attained the Hunyuan Grand Unity Golden Immortal Celestial Venerable realm.

However, Old Ancestor Yang Mei failed to notice one detail: his Daoist Arena.

After Yang Mei attained the Hunyuan Grand Unity Golden Immortal Celestial Venerable realm.

His Daoist Arena had advanced from a Lesser Thousand World into a Middle Thousand World.

A Daoist Arena could increase its master's cultivation speed.

And when its master advanced in realm, it could in turn nourish the Daoist Arena, allowing it to advance as well. This would grant even greater benefits to the master.

The master of a Daoist Arena and the Daoist Arena itself complemented each other in both directions, mutually benefiting one another.

That was why nearly all powerful beings of the Primordial Wilderness built Daoist Arenas of their own.

Of course, there were also living beings who did not create their own exclusive Daoist Arenas.

Such beings made up the majority in the Primordial Wilderness, and nearly all of them were at the Golden Immortal realm or below.

Naturally, they were not powerful figures of the Primordial Wilderness.

Their understanding of Daoist Arenas was limited to the literal meaning of the term.

"By my reckoning, that bastard Hongjun should already have begun searching for helpers.

Come, come. This Seat will wait for you here in the Daoist Arena.

Hurry up and complete the Conflict between Dao and Demon, so This Seat can begin a new journey as well."

With an eager, longing look, Old Ancestor Yang Mei stared outside his Daoist Arena, hoping that Old Daoist Hongjun would hurry over to find him.

But Old Daoist Hongjun did not arrive. Instead, two other figures who surprised Yang Mei appeared outside his Daoist Arena.

Those two figures were none other than Ancestor Yin Yang and Old Ancestor Wuxing, who had come to watch the excitement.

Outside Old Ancestor Yang Mei's Daoist Arena, Old Ancestor Wuxing and Ancestor Yin Yang both frowned slightly.

"What is Old Thief Hongjun up to? He set out before us, yet we arrived at Daoist Friend Yang Mei's Daoist Arena first?

What tricks is he playing again?"

Old Ancestor Wuxing spoke in great confusion.

They had not sensed any trace of Old Thief Hongjun coming to Yang Mei's Daoist Arena.

"Could that Old Thief Hongjun be plotting something again?"

Ancestor Yin Yang pondered inwardly, forming hand seals as he began to calculate.

Unfortunately, after calculating for a long while, he found nothing at all.

Old Ancestor Wuxing and Ancestor Yin Yang had wronged Old Daoist Hongjun, because Old Daoist Hongjun had truly encountered an accident.