Brutally Beating Zhunti

Di Jun raised his hand and pointed, the River Diagram and Luo Book gathering the power of stars drawn by the demon gods into himself. With a single sword strike, endless star power transformed into streaks of sword qi, striking directly at Zhunti's Golden Body Dharma Body.

Zhunti chuckled lightly and said, "Bodhi Finger, Samsara of Life and Death, Void of Creation." He pointed out, and his finger collided with Di Jun's sword qi. The terrifying energy waves spread instantly, but Taiyi suppressed them with the Chaos Bell, smashing all the dissipated energy back onto Zhunti's Golden Body Dharma Body, causing the dharma body to shrink by a head in an instant.

Seeing this, Yun Ting didn't hold back either. He pushed the Primordial Sword's power to its limit, slashing out streaks of Primordial Sword Qi in succession, saying, "Don't hold back, let's take them both out directly." With that, he charged straight in, engaging in close combat and unleashing the Primordial Sword's unmatched sharpness to the fullest, lopping off two heads from Zhunti's golden body with his first strike.

Seeing this, Zhunti said, "Yun Ting, that's going too far..."

Yun Ting grinned and said, "You haven't seen the worst of it yet. Demon race generals, hear my command: whoever smashes one head off Zhunti's golden body, this young master will give them a Nine-Revolutions Golden Elixir. Start fighting."

Hearing this, the demon generals fought even harder, after all, that Nine-Revolutions Golden Elixir was a fine treasure... Taiyi laughed heartily and said, "Western Emperor, offering Nine-Revolutions Golden Elixirs right off the bat, quite the grand gesture."

"So what? Today, I'll beat Zhunti down to one head and two arms—that dharma body of his is way too ugly. As for twenty or so Nine-Revolutions Golden Elixirs, well, I don't lack that little bit." Yun Ting spoke like a man of great wealth.

Zhunti looked at Jieyin and said, "Senior brother, let's fight them to the death." With that, his aura surged, as if he was about to self-destruct his golden body...

"Hey, Zhunti, you can fight fair and square, but if you try to self-destruct, believe me, we'll go straight to Mount Sumeru and tear it down!" Yun Ting, seeing Zhunti about to blow himself up to take them out, got anxious and shouted.

Hearing this, Zhunti instantly deflated like a punctured ball, after all... all their shamelessness on a daily basis was for the sake of rebuilding the Western Region. If their own Mount Sumeru got smashed by the Demon Race, wouldn't all their efforts be for nothing?

With that thought, Zhunti held back and said, "We'll hand over all the treasures from the Immortal Court treasury. Will you let us two brothers leave?"

Di Jun nodded and said, "Naturally." Then he sent a telepathic message to Taiyi and Yun Ting: "Let them go for now. We'll attack later. After all, we still want Penglai Island. If he self-destructs, it'll be unlivable, and I was planning to set up a vacation home there."

Seeing Di Jun agree, Zhunti handed over everything he had taken from the Immortal Court treasury. Then Yun Ting chuckled and said, "Zhunti, you scoundrel, you're shameless to the core... There are still two treasures in the Immortal Court treasury—the Twelve-Grade Golden Lotus of Merit and the Six Roots Pure Bamboo. Hand them over quickly!"

Hearing this, Jieyin's face fell, and he said, "Young friend Yun Ting, do you not know how my junior brother obtained that Twelve-Grade Golden Lotus of Merit? Wasn't it the treasure the Dao Ancestor gave him after you took his Green Lotus Treasure Banner last time? Now you're extorting us like this—hardly appropriate, is it?"

Yun Ting stroked his chin and said, "Fine... This young master isn't unreasonable. Keep the Twelve-Grade Golden Lotus of Merit. But the Six Roots Pure Bamboo wasn't given to you by the Dao Ancestor, was it? Hand it over."

As he spoke, he glanced at Di Jun and Taiyi. Di Jun instantly caught on and condensed his mana to the limit, while Taiyi slowly raised the Chaos Bell, not to use it as a brick to smack them like before, but for a serious attack. This scared Jieyin into handing over the Six Roots Pure Bamboo, saying, "Three sirs, this humble Taoist's Six Roots Pure Bamboo isn't so easy to take."

Seeing this, Zhunti said, "Senior brother, you just gave it to them like that... Why bother? We're disciples of the Dao Ancestor. I don't believe the Demon Race dares to kill us outright."

Yun Ting nodded and said, "Killing two destined saints outright, we indeed don't dare. But we dare to beat you so badly you'll need a million Yuan Hui to recover, scatter your luck, and make you permanent substitute saints. Do you believe it?"

Zhunti thought about how if the Demon Race came to Mount Sumeru to pick fights with them every now and then, he and his senior brother really couldn't handle it. After all, it wasn't just the Demon Race who wanted to fight him—ever since that kid Yun Ting broke through in the Law of the Sword Dao after their last battle, many Great Powers had set their sights on him.

And so, Jieyin and Zhunti made a trip to the Immortal Court treasury, gained nothing, and even lost a Six Roots Pure Bamboo before leaving.