Before long, by the shores of the North Sea, Yun Ting called out loudly, "I am Yun Ting, Cloud Emperor of the Demon Court. I have come to pay Kunpeng a visit. I ask Fellow Daoist Kunpeng to come out and meet me."
Before long, the waves above the North Sea surged violently. Suddenly, the entire North Sea was parted down the middle as though someone had combed it into a center part. Kunpeng slowly emerged from the rift and said, "Isn't this little friend Yun Ting? Instead of being your Demon Emperor in the Heavenly Court, what brings you to my North Sea?"
Yun Ting laughed heartily. "I came today to invite Fellow Daoist Kunpeng to the Demon Court, so that we may plot great undertakings together."
Hearing this, Kunpeng stroked his chin. "Little friend Yun Ting, what benefit is there for me in joining the Demon Court?"
Yun Ting pondered for a moment, then said, "Fellow Daoist Kunpeng, do you know that my father recently became a Saint? Well, I planned out that merit for him. I can also plan out a share of merit for you—but you'll have to give me thirty percent. How about it?"
Kunpeng burst into laughter. "Fine. Deal."
Yun Ting directly asked the system, "Look up Kunpeng's entry."
"Ding, search result: [Name: Kunpeng] [Cultivation: Quasi-Saint] [Entries: Lord of North Abyss (Red), Kunpeng Transformation (Red), Heavenly Roc Soaring (Gold), Sea-Sky Wings (Gold), Devour Heaven and Earth (Gold), Cunning and Calculating (Red)...] I suggest you directly arrange for him to establish the Script Dao. Once it is established, the Wu Clan will definitely chase him down and beat him. He will have no choice but to join the Demon Court," the system said, directly listing Kunpeng's entries.
Hearing this, Yun Ting pondered for