They Hit It Off at Once, Chang Er Must Die

After exchanging greetings with the disciples of Yuqing Palace, Yun Ting said to Tong Tian, "Father, I still need to pay my respects to Eldest Uncle and Second Uncle, so I'll be leaving first."

Tong Tian nodded. "Fine. Today's lecture is on the Dao of the Primordial Unity Golden Immortal. It makes no difference whether you listen or not. Go on, go on."

Yun Ting grinned at that and turned directly into a streak of light, vanishing from Yuqing Palace. Before long, outside Yuqing Palace, a white-robed boy stopped him. "Halt. Yuqing Palace is a place of great importance. Do not barge in."

Yun Ting directly rubbed the boy's forehead. "Little White Crane, move aside. I don't need to be announced when I come to Yuqing Palace."

"I don't believe you. Even that fat rat Duo Bao has to be announced when he comes to our Yuqing Palace. Wait here—I'll go tell Master before you enter." White Crane had never seen Yun Ting and did not believe a word he said, refusing to let him pass.

Yun Ting was speechless. "Back when I was running around Mount Kunlun, when our whole family still lived in a Thatched Hut, I needed to be announced just to see my own Second Uncle? ...Fine, fine. Go announce me."

Just as White Crane Boy was about to do so, a dignified voice rang out. "White Crane, let him enter."

Yun Ting grinned. "See? I told you I didn't need to be announced." Then he stuck out his tongue at White Crane and went inside. White Crane was left speechless, thinking, Why? Who is this brat... Why doesn't he need to be announced? Hmph, next time, I'm still not letting you in.

Inside Yuqing Palace, Yuanshi looked at Yun Ting. "You brat, you've been quite capable of stirring things up lately, haven't you? You joined forces with the Demon Race to establish a Demon Court? And even became a Demon Emperor?"

Yun Ting grinned. "Wasn't it to help Mount Kunlun vent a little anger? Those barbarians of the Wu Clan dare fight us over Pangu's orthodox lineage? If we didn't set up an opposing force for them, they'd probably come to Mount Kunlun every other day to argue with us over who exactly is Pangu's orthodox lineage."

Yuanshi chuckled. "Fine, you've done well in this matter. What do you think of that group of disciples your father has taken in?"

Hearing that, Yun Ting thought, Hm, I want to kill Chang Er. Maybe I can borrow Second Uncle's hand.

With that thought, Yun Ting grinned. "I didn't pay attention to the others, but that Chang Er Ding Guang Xian is rather interesting. Second Uncle, when I established the Demon Court this time, I received some news. A Great Desolation Exotic Long-haired Rabbit, when roasted and eaten, can raise one's physical strength to the same level as one's Nascent Soul Realm. Well, everyone in our family has a powerful Nascent Soul, while our bodies are somewhat inferior. I want to find a chance to roast him."

Yuanshi said, "That collection of rare birds and exotic beasts your father has taken as disciples were gathered from all across the Great Desolation. He treasures them dearly. Are you sure eating that rabbit can improve physical cultivation?"

Yun Ting did not make any absolute claims. "Anyway, the sight of that rabbit annoys me. He's even whiter than I am, so I just want to kill him... Second Uncle, help me think of a way."

Yuanshi burst into laughter. "You've already become a Demon Emperor, yet you still have the temperament of a child... Killing Chang Er won't be so easy. If you really roast him outright, your father will make you suffer the sect rules."

Yun Ting's face fell. "I know, which is why I'm asking Second Uncle for an idea. I always feel that Chang Er will become a source of trouble in the future. You've always been skilled at schemes—surely you have a way?"

Yuanshi stroked his chin. "Some time ago, I saw East King Duke ride out on an Immortal Deer. It was quite imposing..."

Yun Ting laughed loudly. "Second Uncle, leave it to me. I guarantee I'll get you a mount even more impressive than an Immortal Deer. Well, I'm one of the three great Demon Emperors now, after all. Finding the whereabouts of some rare bird or exotic beast is still easy enough."

Yuanshi nodded. "Mm, then think of a way yourself. In any case, if you openly roast that rabbit, your Second Uncle will shield you and keep your father from beating you."

Yun Ting nodded. "Then I'll be going first. I still haven't paid my respects at Eldest Uncle's place." With that, he left Yuqing Palace, transformed into a streak of light, and flew straight toward Taiqing Palace.

Before long, outside Taiqing Palace, two boys—one in gold robes and the other in silver robes—grinned. "Senior Brother Yun Ting, Master sent the two of us to welcome you."

Yun Ting laughed. "You two are a little smarter than that Little White Crane..." Yet he thought, These two brats are interesting. Mm, I can't let them be bullied by that monkey in the future. If they start cultivating from now on, how could they possibly fail to beat a monkey later? Could it be just like those later generations on some audio app guessed—that they're all part of the Monkey Trainers' Alliance?

While he was thinking, Yun Ting had already entered Taiqing Palace. Laozi casually took out a bottle of pills. "Try these. Newly refined Body Refining Pills. The effects should be rather good."

Yun Ting grinned. "Thank you, Eldest Uncle. Eldest Uncle, let me tell you, rabbit bones make the best materials for Body Refining Pills..."

Listening to Yun Ting's nonsense, Laozi said, "Stop, stop, stop. Don't say another word. You brat, do you have a grudge against that Long-Eared Rabbit your father took in? You want to kill him so badly—you wanted your Second Uncle to act, and when he wouldn't, you came to swindle me instead? Tell me the truth. Did he provoke you?"

Yun Ting shook his head. "I don't know either. The moment I saw him, I just felt that this fellow would be my nemesis."

Laozi laughed heartily. "Enough, you're overthinking it. A nemesis is impossible. That foolish rabbit will never be able to keep pace with you in cultivation in this lifetime—how could he be your nemesis? If you two really fought, it would be a three-seven split: three minutes later, that rabbit would be roasted seven-tenths done."