Before long, Yun Ting heard peals of thunder. Sweeping out with his Divine Sense, he discovered two bulls locking horns on an island. One had a single horn, a single leg, an open mouth, and a tail curled upward. It was simply too ugly to look at... Keeping this thing as his own mount would be fine, but if he gave it to his father or uncle, he would get strung up and beaten in no time.
The other one was much more pleasing to the eye. Its entire body was pitch-black, rosy clouds and auspicious mist swirling around it as five-colored celebration clouds rose into the air. Its two horns were shaped like crescent moons, and a Taiji Diagram pattern lay at the center of its forehead. It looked exactly like his father's Kui Niu from the Investiture of the Gods in his previous life. Fine, he was not picky. He would take them both. One for his father and one for himself; he could look for his uncle's Si later.
Thus, Yun Ting knocked both bulls down, then sweet-talked Kui Niu, explaining the benefits of becoming a Sage's mount. Then he said to Kui Niu, "Old bull, the two of you are crammed onto one island and fight all the time. Isn't that exhausting?"
"Hmph, this bull likes it. Kid, quit trying to fool me into becoming some damn mount. This bull isn't going." Kui Niu's voice rumbled.
"Heh... I even dared to mess with Zhunti, a Heaven-Ordained Sage. And a lousy Grand Unity Golden Immortal bull like you dares act tough with me? You're courting death..." As he spoke, he threw a punch.
Yun Ting knocked Kui Niu senseless with a single punch, then straddled him and gave him a savage beating. "You won't accept kindness, huh? Still refusing to come with me? Do you think you get a choice? This is the Primordial Wilderness—fists are reason here. Today, you're coming whether you want to or not."
Kui Niu let out a moo. "I'm not going! Even if you beat me to death, I'm not going. Hmph."
On the other side, the Kui Niu who had often fought with Kui Niu until they had developed a bond could not stand watching Yun Ting beat him like this. Bolts of lightning flashed over his horns and shot toward Yun Ting. Yun Ting chuckled, raised a finger, and layers of white lotus petals shielded his body. "Hehe, your little lightning tricks are far too weak."
Kui Niu looked utterly baffled. "I'm the mighty Divine Beast Kui Niu. How could I possibly lose to you in lightning techniques...?"
Yun Ting rubbed his chin. "Maybe it's because my surname is Yun. As they say, when clouds gather, thunder is born. Take this attack." He raised a finger. "Take this—Shangqing Divine Thunder."
With a booming crash, Shangqing Divine Thunder rained down, scorching Kui Niu's fur black. Yun Ting grinned. "Old bull, convinced now? Even together, the two of you aren't my match. Just surrender obediently."
"Cut the nonsense! This bull would rather die than submit!" Kui Niu shouted at Yun Ting.
Yun Ting nodded. "All right, stop talking. I wasn't planning to take you back anyway. I was asking the bull beneath my foot."
Kui Niu, who had been beaten senseless and was still being stepped on by Yun Ting, immediately panicked. "I admit defeat, all right? I'll go with you. Don't make things difficult for him. He won't go with you to Mount Kunlun. You should know that normal bulls don't have only one leg."
Yun Ting's expression froze. "Don't tell me his other three legs were broken off?"
Kui Niu said, "Don't ask. Jade Purity Daoist of Mount Kunlun thought my snoring was too loud and wanted to drive me away. I refused, so he chopped off three of my legs. The Three Pure Ones even roasted those three legs. So no matter what, I will never go with you."
Yun Ting was instantly embarrassed. They chopped off three legs and roasted them together... Hmm, that really does sound possible. Good thing I hadn't transformed back then. Otherwise, you wouldn't have kept even all four legs, brother.
With that in mind, Yun Ting rubbed his chin. "So what if three of your legs were chopped off? I'll grant you a stroke of fortune. Come with me to the Demon Court and become a demon general. I'll guarantee you survive this Kalpa Tribulation. How about it?"
Kui Niu chuckled. "How about no? I'm sick of hearing the Three Pure Ones' names. Just don't provoke me. As for Brother Kui Niu, there's nothing I can do about him. If you want to take him away, take him."
Yun Ting pondered for a moment before saying, "Kui Niu, I'll invite you one more time. Follow me, and I'll guarantee you won't die. I just cast a divination. If you don't come with me, you won't live to see the next Kalpa Tribulation. Really." (I wasn't fooling him. During the era of the Three Sovereigns of the Human Race, this guy would be slaughtered and turned into a great drum.)
Kui Niu chuckled. "That threat isn't funny at all. What, if I won't be your mount, you'll chop me to death? Don't think I know nothing about the Primordial Wilderness." Then he shouted, "Yun Ting is at Liubo Mountain! He's alone! Anyone who wants to make a move against him, come quickly!"
Kui Niu truly was a thunder beast, his voice like muffled thunder that echoed across the entire East Sea. Yun Ting's face darkened. "That shout won't cause me much trouble, but since you tried to harm me, you've earned your death. My family already ate three of your legs. One more won't make a difference." With that, he drew the Hun Yuan Sword, intending to slaughter Kui Niu for meat.
Before he could strike, a golden dragon shadow shot straight at Yun Ting's face. Yun Ting raised a finger, shattering it with a streak of sword qi. "East King Duke, right? Do you want to live or die? You dare attack me?" As he spoke, he stepped onto the Twelve-grade Pure World White Lotus, draped himself in the Taiji Diagram, gripped the Hun Yuan Sword, and drew spiritual power from the Chaos Bead within his body. He laughed loudly. "East King Duke, you don't think you can beat me just because your cultivation is higher than mine, do you?"
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