Yun Ting Returns to Kunlun

Within Lingxiao Palace of the Heavenly Court, Yun Ting chuckled. "The Dao Ancestor's lecture begins in eight hundred years. I haven't returned to Mount Kunlun in ages either. Mm, I'll go back and take a look. Heavenly Emperor, Eastern Emperor, see you again at Purple Firmament Palace." With that, he turned directly into a streak of light and vanished.

Di Jun burst into laughter. "Little Friend Yun Ting truly is an interesting fellow. He didn't use all that Merit to raise his cultivation, but instead advanced step by step with steady footing. That's no easy thing."

Taiyi slapped his forehead upon hearing this. "Big Brother, Little Friend Yun Ting's Three Flowers have reached Nine Grades, and he has walked the path of the Zenith Heaven steadily and firmly. Naturally, he wouldn't directly exchange Merit for cultivation. One must know that relying entirely on Merit to raise one's cultivation leaves one's combat strength half a notch weaker. Mm, with the Law of the Sword Dao all over him, he absolutely cannot accept being weaker than other experts at the same realm."

Di Jun nodded. "True enough. All right, let us cultivate properly during these eight hundred years as well. I always have the feeling that our Demon Race and the Wu Clan will sooner or later have a great battle." With that, he closed his eyes and began cultivating.

Seeing Di Jun begin cultivating, Taiyi entered a cultivation state as well. The other Demon Race leaders watched them and did the same.

As for Yun Ting, he was already on his way back to Mount Kunlun. In his mind, he communicated with the system. "System, the Demon Court has already been established. Where is my Method of Cultivation for the Purple Firmament Divine Thunder?"

"Hehe, your Demon Court hasn't even been fully built yet, has it? Are just the Heavenly Emperor, Eastern Emperor, and Western Emperor enough? Where's the Demon Master? Where are the Ten Great Demon Marshals? A Demon Court like this is completely no match for the Wu Clan, is it? This doesn't count. You need to help the Demon Race completely establish the Demon Court first." Within the system space, A Certain Lady picked faults, while inwardly thinking, I just contacted the Heavenly Dao. The Demon Court you established isn't enough to fight the Wu Clan, so that bastard won't give me the Purple Firmament Divine Thunder cultivation method. Mm, I can only put it this way for now.

Hearing the system's explanation, Yun Ting accepted it. Then he transformed into a streak of light and returned to Mount Kunlun, staring blankly. "What the hell... What the fuck is going on? Is this still my territory? Three peaks and four Dao Palaces? When did my cave dwelling become a palace?"

As he spoke, Golden Peng arrived outside the Dao Palace. "Master, come take a look. This is the Dao Palace Second Martial Granduncle refined for you. What do you think?"

After pondering for a moment, Yun Ting said, "What the hell? Second Uncle refined a Dao Palace for me? What exactly is going on? Explain it carefully. Weren't they living quite well in the Thatched Hut? Why did they suddenly switch to Dao Palaces?"

Golden Peng chuckled. "A while ago, Martial Ancestor brought back a whole bunch of disciples. Mm, there were all kinds of rare birds and strange beasts. Second Martial Granduncle found that many of Martial Ancestor's disciples hadn't yet taken human form and were shedding fur all over the Thatched Hut, which was too troublesome, so they were split up to live separately."

Upon hearing this, Yun Ting thought, Holy shit, could it be that the Three Pure Ones didn't split apart because their ideals clashed, but because Dad loved running a zoo while Second Uncle got sick of shedding animals? This is too... Forget it. I'd better go pay my respects first.

With that thought, Yun Ting directly transformed into a streak of light and arrived before Shangqing Palace. Water-Fire Boy laughed heartily. "Second Senior Brother, you've finally returned! The Master has missed you for so long."

Yun Ting chuckled, pinched Water-Fire Boy's nose, and said, "Water-Fire, you brat, not bad. You're already a Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal... How many grades have your Three Flowers bloomed?"

Water-Fire Boy lifted his little neck and said with a beaming smile, "My Three Flowers have bloomed to Seventh Grade. I'm no weaker than Senior Brother Duo Bao. The Master has taken in quite a few disciples lately. Mm, none of them are as good as me."

Yun Ting laughed. "Of course. You were a Living Being enlightened from a Supreme Innate Spiritual Treasure; your foundation surpasses theirs, so naturally that's how it is." With that, he swaggered straight inside. Water-Fire did not stop Yun Ting. After all, Senior Brother Yun Ting was one of their own through and through—he was returning to his own home, so there was no need to announce him.

Upon entering the Main Hall, Tong Tian was giving a lecture. He slowly paused and said, "Your Second Senior Brother has returned. Yun Ting, why don't you greet your Junior Brothers and Sisters?"

Yun Ting swept his gaze over the crowd. It was a black mass of people, and he thought, The system was right—having the observation entry as an active skill is better. If it were passive, just looking at them now would already make my head ache. This is only a few hundred people. If it were the Ten Thousand Immortals gathering, or the battlefield of the War of the Witches and Demons later on, my Sea of Consciousness would be noisier than death.

Before Yun Ting could think further, Tong Tian had the disciples greet him. A tall beauty in a plain robe stepped forward and said, "Greetings, Second Senior Brother. My name is Wu Dang. I am Master's Personal Disciple, at the peak of the Primordial Unity Golden Immortal realm."

Yun Ting returned the greeting. "Greetings, Junior Sister..."

Another mature beauty in a golden robe stepped forward. "Greetings, Senior Brother. I am Jin Ling, Master's Personal Disciple, at the peak of the Primordial Unity Golden Immortal realm..."

After the disciples had finished paying their respects, Yun Ting secretly thought, Mm, the legendary core lineup of the Jie Sect is more or less complete. But... Dad is definitely raising these disciples free-range. Especially Ling Ya Xian—those yellow teeth of his haven't been brushed for at least two Yuan Hui. I'm definitely going to give them a scrubbing later. And Chang Er Ding Guang Xian—I absolutely have to find a chance to kill him... Just looking at him pisses me off. His face is actually whiter than mine. (There are quite a few Jie Sect disciples, so they will not all be introduced here. Whoever appears later will be introduced then.)