The Great Powers were all dumbfounded!
So Hong Yun had already made preparations when he sent Zhurong a voice transmission to carry off the Treasure Distribution Rock, whether or not anyone shameless enough stepped forward to demand it.
After Zhurong hoisted the Treasure Distribution Rock onto his shoulder, Hong Yun seized the chance to draw everyone's attention while Dijiang swiftly used a Spatial Divine Ability to send Zhurong far away.
"You..."
Zhunti pointed at Hong Yun, too speechless to say anything.
Hong Yun wore an apologetic expression. "How about Fellow Daoist Zhunti return to Buzhou Mountain with this poor Daoist? I'll have Zhurong deliver the Treasure Distribution Rock to you."
"This guy is so annoying. I really want to hit him!"
Seeing Hong Yun's sincere expression, Zhunti grew furious.
As for following Hong Yun to Buzhou Mountain to retrieve the Treasure Distribution Rock?
He was no fool. If twelve Ancestor Witches at the Quasi-Saint Realm suddenly sprang out of the bushes and beat him senseless, he would have nowhere to seek justice.
"Forget it, forget it. This poor Daoist doesn't want the Treasure Distribution Rock anymore!"
Zhunti retreated awkwardly, drawing amused smiles from everyone.
"At least you know what's good for you!"
Only then did Hong Yun open his narrowed eyes. Zhunti's back went cold at the sight, further convincing him that Hong Yun was up to no good.
Remembering how he had been brutally beaten and humiliated by him when he had first begun cultivating, Zhunti could not help shuddering.
In the square, the Great Powers of Purple Cloud Palace, who had gained immensely this time, all wore broad smiles. One after another, they came over to exchange pleasantries with Hong Yun, as though this had become customary.
These Great Powers all congratulated Hong Yun on becoming Hongjun's eldest