Demon Race Founded, Wu Clan Enraged

Seeing this, Di Jun raised a hand and pointed skyward. "Heavenly Dao above, I, Di Jun, together with my brother Taiyi and Yun Ting, descendant of the Orthodox Lineage of the Three Pure Ones, have perceived that a clan near Mount Buzhou often bullies the myriad races, hunting everywhere and leaving them struggling to survive. Thus, we hereby unite the myriad races, gathering all enlightened beings among them into one clan, to be known as the Demon Race, with the Chaos Bell to suppress its fortune. From this day forth, the three of us shall stand side by side as the Demon Race's three great clan chiefs."

"Rumble..." The Heavenly Dao responded, bestowing Boundless Merit. Di Jun, Taiyi, and Yun Ting each received twenty percent, while the remaining forty percent was divided among the members of the Demon Race.

The news shook the entire Primordial Wilderness. Within Pangu Hall atop Mount Buzhou, Dijiang's face darkened. "Ninth Brother, you've got a good head on your shoulders. Help me judge this—was that Golden Fur Crow Di Jun just cursing out our Wu Clan?"

Zhu Jiuyin gave an awkward smile. "Big Brother, they weren't merely cursing our Wu Clan. They were practically pointing at our noses... Well, they even named Mount Buzhou. They were definitely talking about us."

Gou Mang said, "Ninth Brother, that may not necessarily be true, right? Our Wu Clan isn't the only one living on Mount Buzhou. It seems the Kirin Clan lives on Mount Buzhou too..."

Before he could finish, Dijiang cut him off. "Enough, Gou Mang. Stop trying to shove the blame elsewhere. In all the Primordial Wilderness, our Wu Clan loves hunting the most. Just admit it. Sooner or later, we're bound to have a huge fight with the Demon Race."

Houtu smiled. "Big Brother, there seems to be another issue... Did you hear just now? Yun Ting, disciple of the Orthodox Lineage of the Three Pure Ones, is also one of the Demon Race's three great clan chiefs."

Dijiang said, "Little Sister Houtu is still the attentive one. That brat nearly slipped past us. Mm, Di Jun and Taiyi are quite ruthless—pulling in a little brat who's only a Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal and actually making him a clan chief of the Demon Race."

Zhu Jiuyin chuckled. "Big Brother, I have a plan. Mm, Yun Ting wants to use this to gather merit, so we'll find him some trouble."

Gonggong interrupted, "Ninth Brother, stop fussing around... Though you count as clever among our Wu Clan, we don't have Primordial Spirits. Why bother trying to scheme against people who do?"

The moment those words left his mouth, Zhu Jiuyin's face went black. "You Water-Brained Guy, say a little less..."

Gonggong immediately wanted to make a move, but Dijiang stopped him. "Gonggong, don't speak for now. Let Zhu Jiuyin explain how he plans to cause Yun Ting trouble."

Zhu Jiuyin burst out laughing. "Simple. Yun Ting is only at the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal realm. Among the experts of the various races, there are plenty of Zenith Heaven Golden Immortals. Can they truly all submit to him? All we need to do is stir things up a little."

At that moment, Xuanming raised a different opinion. "Brother Jiuyin's idea is good... But how do we stir things up? Go spread rumors? We'd first have to be able to blend in with the Demon Race... Don't forget, our Wu Clan is always covered in the baleful qi of the Earth Veins. The moment we went over, wouldn't they spot us? Would they calmly listen to us finish speaking?"

Zhu Jiuyin froze. "I didn't say anything just now..." Yet inwardly, he thought, I accidentally forgot about that. I was even thinking of talking to the various races and fooling them into causing trouble for Yun Ting, but I don't even have a way to get the leaders of those races to speak with me at ease in the first place.

With that thought, for the sake of his reputation as the Wu Clan's strategist, Zhu Jiuyin said, "Big Brother, since it's inconvenient for us to spread rumors, how about another method? Let's directly attack Mount Kunlun and make Tong Tian drag his family's brat back home first."

Xuanming continued, "That's not a bad idea. We can directly attack Mount Kunlun. After all, Di Jun and the others are hiding on the Sun Star, and it's quite far to make a trip there. Mount Kunlun, on the other hand, isn't far at all..."

And so, Dijiang led the Ancestral Witches in a grand march toward Mount Kunlun to settle accounts with the Three Pure Ones.

On the Sun Star, Di Jun's expression stiffened. "Little Friend Yun Ting, by joining us this time, you've caused a huge disaster. Mm, the Wu Clan has already gone to cause trouble for the Three Pure Ones."

Yun Ting's expression stiffened as well. "This is really bad. When I get back, won't my old man hang me up and whip my butt..."

"Ding, task issued: Surround Mount Buzhou to rescue Mount Kunlun. If you rush back now, you may not necessarily be able to defeat the Twelve Ancestral Witches. Instead, take the Demon Race and attack the Wu Clan's tribes on Mount Buzhou directly, forcing Dijiang and the others to rush back."

Within the system space, A Certain Lady scratched her head and directly offered Yun Ting an idea.

Yun Ting shouted, "Everyone, you've all been bullied by the Wu Clan, and they've hunted and killed quite a few of our clansmen, haven't they? Now is the perfect opportunity. All the Ancestral Witches have set out together. If we attack the Wu Clan now, we'll definitely be able to avenge a great wrong."

Taiyi asked, "Little Friend Yun Ting, don't you plan to lead the Demon Race to support the Three Pure Ones?"

Yun Ting grinned. "No need. My father, Eldest Uncle, and Second Uncle are all top experts among Quasi-Saints. They won't suffer any losses for the time being. Once we attack, the Wu Clan will have to turn back. Then the siege of Mount Kunlun will naturally be lifted."