Nan Ji's Scheme, Unexpected Treasure Acquisition

The first three gourds were merely mid-grade Innate Spiritual Treasures.

The fourth and fifth gourds were high-grade Innate Spiritual Treasures.

I didn't expect this sixth gourd to actually be a top-grade Innate Spiritual Treasure!

It even vaguely showed signs of breaking through to become an Innate Supreme Treasure.

Everyone present, except for Nan Ji, looked in astonishment at the Chaos Gourd in Yuanshi's hand.

Tai Yi immediately felt like he had suffered a great loss and shouted, "Fellow Daoist San Qing, this is unfair!"

Although Laozi was surprised in his heart, he said with an unchanged expression, "Fellow Daoist Tai Yi, these treasures are obtained by those destined for them. You have already obtained the Pure Yellow Gourd, so why go back on your word?"

Di Jun watched the scene unfold. Although he also desperately wanted to obtain Yuanshi's Chaos Gourd, he did not want to offend the San Qing. He fell silent for a moment.

Seeing this, Nan Ji rejoiced in his heart, knowing that his plan was about to come to fruition.

He then signaled his elder brothers and sisters with his eyes. Ancestor Witch Dijiang, due to their previous scheme, naturally knew that it was time to set a trap for Di Jun and Tai Yi.

Dijiang spoke, "Your two demon clans have already obtained two gourds. This last one should belong to our Witch Clan."

The addition of the Witch Clan made Di Jun even more conflicted.

He had always wanted to unify the Demon Clan, so he was unwilling to offend the San Qing for no reason before that, and even less willing to offend the Witch Clan, one of the Great Desolation's major powers.

Tai Yi, however, was unwilling and directly retorted sarcastically, "These two gourds combined are not even comparable to this top-grade Innate Spiritual Treasure. Do you think we are as brainless as your Witch Clan?"

"Haha, what, are you flat-feathered birds of the Demon Clan unhappy? Let's fight!" the hot-tempered Zhurong stepped forward and said.

Seeing this, Nan Ji was extremely satisfied in his heart, thinking: The time to execute my plan has arrived, it's time for me to make my move.

Thus, Nan Ji quickly pulled Zhurong back, "Second Brother, calm down."

Because they had planned this long ago, and because Zhurong treated Nan Ji as a younger brother, Zhurong naturally allowed himself to be pulled back by Nan Ji and then turned his head away proudly.

Nan Ji's expression was extremely conflicted as he slowly spoke to Di Jun, "Martial Uncle Di Jun, according to reason, you and Martial Uncle Tai Yi have indeed suffered a loss."

"But... my San Qing are also impoverished. Look..."

As he spoke, Nan Ji reluctantly took out the Treasure Dropping Coin.

Di Jun did not want to make enemies of the San Qing and the Witch Clan over a single treasure. He looked closely and saw another high-grade Innate Spiritual Treasure.

Seemingly in great pain, Nan Ji said with great difficulty, "Yuanshi is my Master. Since these treasures have already been obtained, I will give this one to Martial Uncle. How about it?"

Upon hearing this, Di Jun began to calculate in his heart.

Seeing this, Nan Ji gritted his teeth and continued, "Martial Uncle, this treasure is called the Treasure Dropping Coin. It can bring down all treasures below the Innate Supreme Treasure that are not weapons."

Hearing this, Di Jun's eyes lit up.

After all, compared to countless high-grade Innate Spiritual Treasures, Di Jun knew how to choose between one top-grade Innate Spiritual Treasure.

"You would be so kind?"

Tai Yi directly voiced Di Jun's thoughts.

Nan Ji put on a pained expression and shook his head, "I wouldn't dare deceive you two Martial Uncles. The Treasure Dropping Coin also requires the expenditure of luck to collect treasures."

Nan Ji said this, but he did not tell them exactly how much luck would be consumed.

And besides Tai Yi, no one knew of Di Jun's ambition.

This Treasure Dropping Coin would become Di Jun's best reliance in leading the Demon Clan.

Di Jun had no reason not to be tempted.

Therefore, Di Jun laughed heartily after hearing this, "Originally, my elder brother San Qing and I had a friendship from listening to the Dao together. Martial Nephew, you are also divinely intelligent. Then let us proceed as Martial Nephew suggests."

"Nan Ji thanks Martial Uncle Di Jun!"

Nan Ji handed over the Treasure Dropping Coin and said to Di Jun with a smile.

Di Jun did not feel at all that he had been tricked by Nan Ji. Instead, he patted Nan Ji on the shoulder and said, "Then the remaining last gourd and gourd vine will be left to Martial Nephew!"

After speaking, Di Jun quickly took Tai Yi and left.

Watching the two of them walk away, Dijiang and the other members of the Witch Clan could no longer hold back and burst into laughter.

Gonggong said to Nan Ji without reservation, "Twelfth Brother, your heart is truly black."

This was because everyone present, except for Di Jun and Tai Yi, knew that the Treasure Dropping Coin itself carried great karma, and as it was used in the future, the karma previously owed would be gradually deducted.

Nan Ji had told Di Jun truthfully, but he had not told him the whole story.

After the Witch-Demon Tribulation, it also led to Di Jun and Tai Yi ultimately choosing to self-detonate to sever the karma they owed.

Of course, that was a story for another time.

"Alright, then we'll be leaving too."

"If you need anything next time, just tell your elder brothers and sisters."

"Come visit Pangu Hall when you have time!"

Dijiang saw that his help was finished and led the Ancestor Witches away.

After the Ancestor Witches left, Nan Ji's gaze fell upon the gourd vine, which was already withering, and the last gourd.

"Alas, my disciple..."

Although Yuanshi knew that everything was Nan Ji's scheme, as Nan Ji's master, he had now let his disciple give away a treasure.

Seeing Nan Ji's delighted expression as he looked at the withered Gourd Vine, a pang of sadness surged into Yuanshi's heart.

This made Yuanshi feel extremely uncomfortable, but being a proud man, he couldn't bring himself to say those words.

He could only sigh and pat Nan Ji on the shoulder.

"It's alright, Master..."

Just as Nan Ji was thinking about how to comfort Yuanshi, Tongtian suddenly found he could speak again and quickly interjected, "Little Nan Ji, it's not that your Martial Uncle is criticizing you, but no matter how much you scheme, you can't call your Senior Martial Uncle foolish."

"How can you, as a junior, be so disrespectful to your elders?"

"Fine, when we get back, your Martial Uncle will properly lecture you on the Dao, just like your Master does."

Perhaps because he had held it in for so long, Tongtian blurted out a whole stream of words.

After hearing this, Nan Ji seemed to realize something belatedly.

So, this was how Master lectured Martial Uncle?

Brilliant!

However, before Nan Ji could say anything, Yuanshi's reluctance quickly turned into protectiveness towards Nan Ji.

Yuanshi, with a dark expression, said, "Quickly put this away and return to Kunlun as soon as possible!"

Nan Ji nodded and then pulled up the Gourd Vine.

Indeed, as Nan Ji pulled up the Gourd Vine, it brought out a large chunk of different soil – Nine Heavens Breathing Soil.

It should be known that this Nine Heavens Breathing Soil grows with the wind and springs forth with water; even a single grain can transform into a mountain.

"Heh heh!"

Nan Ji contentedly put away the Gourd Vine and the Nine Heavens Breathing Soil, thinking to himself: Only he and Duo Duo possess this Nine Heavens Breathing Soil. In the future, if the Sages wish to attain sainthood, Empress Nuwa will owe him karma for becoming a Saint.

Then, Nan Ji thought again: There's also Da Yu's flood control, which requires this Nine Heavens Breathing Soil, another great merit.

Thinking of this, Nan Ji happily accepted it.

After all, in the era of Saints, the Three Pure Ones lacked for nothing in terms of magical treasures, but merit and karmic connections with Saints were things that couldn't be bought even with a Top-grade Innate Spiritual Treasure.

This scene, to the unaware Laozi and Yuanshi, was particularly heartbreaking.

The eldest disciple of the Xuanmen sect gave all good things to his masters, while he himself picked up a piece of junk as if it were a treasure.

Tongtian, however, was extremely excited and exclaimed, "Big Brother, Second Brother, let's go back quickly!"

"Nan Ji still needs proper guidance. This time, as your younger brother, I will suffice with lecturing him on the Dao for a hundred years."

Looking at his so-unthinking brother, Yuanshi gritted his teeth and said, "Is a hundred years enough?"

Tongtian scratched his head, thinking: This is the kind of suffering I often endure. Fortunately, he can still move and jump, so let's add a bit more.

So Tongtian said, "Then two hundred years!"

Yuanshi looked at Tongtian before him and even felt that he was worse than his own disciple, Nan Ji. He gritted his teeth and said, "Is it still too little?"

Laozi suddenly felt at this moment that Yuanshi's education methods were correct.

Tongtian indeed needed to be educated!

So, he slowly said to Yuanshi, "Then let's say within five hundred years!"