Gongming and Three Xiaos Ascend Kunlun

Inside the Three Immortal Island.

Fueled by alcohol, Zhao Gongming spoke with great animation.

It was his first time encountering Great Desolation powerhouses like the Ancestor Dragon and Queen Mother of the West, so how could he not be awestruck?

"You guys didn't see it, when that pagoda appeared, it blocked out the entire sky. What were those two flood dragons compared to that?"

"When Martial Brother Nan Ji's Golden Wheel of Merit appeared, the entire East Sea turned golden."

"Let me tell you, this Martial Brother Nan Ji is Jade Pure Yuanshi's eldest disciple, the foremost disciple of the Three Pure Ones."

"How fortunate we are to know Martial Brother Nan Ji! Come, Martial Brother, I'll toast you."

Zhao Gongming grew more excited as he spoke, even exaggerating, but it didn't stop Yunxiao, Bixiao, and the now-awake Qiongxiao from listening with stars twinkling in their eyes.

Hearing Zhao Gongming's words, Nan Ji said somewhat sheepishly, "It's all the care from my elders. Small matters, small matters... Would you few Daoist friends like to..."

Just as Nan Ji was about to get to the main point, he was interrupted by Qiongxiao, "Martial Brother Nan Ji, from now on, you're my big brother. If I ever get wronged, you, you can't abandon me."

Perhaps it was the growing familiarity, or the stimulation of the alcohol, but Qiongxiao's boldness gradually increased. She put her arm around Nan Ji and said.

"Okay, okay."

Hearing Nan Ji mention his elders, Yunxiao's eyes also revealed a look of longing.

Since their transformation, they had received no guidance or protection from anyone, relying solely on the four siblings to depend on each other.

The hardships involved were deeply etched in Yunxiao's heart as the eldest sister. Thinking of the past, she couldn't help but choke up again, "Martial Brother Nan Ji is fortunate. To have the protection of elders in this Great Desolation is also a great blessing."

Like Zhao Gongming, although she envied Nan Ji, she felt no jealousy.

Seeing her eldest sister in tears, Qiongxiao quickly hugged Yunxiao, "Big sister, don't cry. Qiongxiao, Qiongxiao won't make big sister angry anymore."

Seeing this, Bixiao thought of her siblings' past, and the incident where they were almost captured by the Primordial Yin-Yang Flood Dragons for dual cultivation. She couldn't help but shed tears as well.

Suddenly, except for Zhao Gongming, the Three Xiaos were crying profusely in front of Nan Ji.

"No, no, why are you crying? Don't cry."

Nan Ji looked at the crying Three Xiaos, completely at a loss.

He came from a later generation, with the protection of the Three Pure Ones behind him.

He even had to report when he left Kunlun Mountain, and often carried treasures from the Three Pure Ones with him. Naturally, he couldn't empathize with the sisters' experiences, nor did he understand their hardships and difficulties.

Although Yunxiao was wronged and tearful, she didn't cry as loudly as Qiongxiao and Bixiao. She wiped her tears and said, "I was just reminded of the past for a moment. Please excuse my behavior, Daoist brother.

Zhao Gongming also chuckled, "Alright, it's all in the past. For Martial Brother Nan Ji's life-saving grace, whether it's me, Zhao Gongming, or my three sisters, if you ever need anything, we'll go through hell and back!"

Seeing this, Nan Ji stroked his chin and said, "Actually, there is one thing."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Gongming's eyes lit up, and he quickly said, "Does Martial Brother have something to say? Please tell us quickly."

"We will definitely do our best." Although Yunxiao was curious, she also promised.

"Martial Brother, just, just leave it to us."

"Don't worry!"

Zhao Gongming and the Three Xiaos' eyes lit up when they heard Nan Ji's words, and they eagerly agreed.

"Well... I'll have you... formally join my, Junior Martial Uncle's sect."

It wasn't that Nan Ji intentionally said it that way, but he thought of Tongtian at this time, who was far from the appearance of the future leader of the Ten Thousand Immortals Sect, the Intercepting Sect.

Nan Ji's relationship with Tongtian was not like that of an uncle and nephew, but more like... old buddies from a later generation.

It was a bit embarrassing.

Thinking of this, Nan Ji became even more flustered and said, "Um, it might not work out... My Junior Martial Uncle might not be to your liking..."

Bang!

Bang! Bang!

Hearing Nan Ji's words, the others didn't reply and immediately knelt down to Nan Ji.

After they knelt, Nan Ji was startled and quickly pulled them up.

"Martial Brother's great kindness! Zhao Gongming..." At this point, Zhao Gongming didn't know what else to say.

First, it was the grace of saving his life, and now he was willing to bring his siblings into the fold of the Three Pure Ones. This great kindness made the straightforward man's eyes well up.

Yunxiao was the same. How could she not envy Nan Ji, who had the protection of his elders' treasures when he went out?

Of course, she didn't know that not everyone could receive such favor from the Three Pure Ones.

But, thinking of the hardships her siblings had endured in the past, she was momentarily speechless and could only kowtow along with Zhao Gongming.

Although Bixiao and Qiongxiao didn't have the same intense emotions as their elder brother and sister, they knew the reputation of the Three Pure Ones, who were transformed from the Primordial Spirit of Pangu who shaped the Great Desolation, and were extraordinary Great Desolation powerhouses.

The youngest, Qiongxiao, even asked, "Big brother, big sister, will we not be bullied anymore from now on?"

Looking at them, Nan Ji was touched and could only say, "Then pack your things and come with me to Kunlun to become my disciples."

When they arrived at the foot of Xuanqing Peak, Qiongxiao couldn't help but exclaim, "Wow, it's so beautiful here!"

"So beautiful, so exquisite!" Bixiao was also awestruck by the palace nestled within the mountains.

"The spiritual energy here is so dense, it's ten times that of our Three Immortal Island," Yunxiao remarked, sensing the spiritual energy in the mountains.

In truth, the spiritual energy of this mountain hadn't been this exaggeratedly dense originally.

The key lay in Nan Ji's craftsmanship.

Zhao Gongming, who was usually bold and unrestrained, now spoke in a nervous whisper, "Brother Nan Ji, our aptitudes are mediocre. It's alright if we don't have the chance to become disciples of the Three Pure Ones..."

Mediocre aptitudes?

Why don't you take a look at those rabbits, lions, elephants, and turtles... before saying that?

Nan Ji didn't have much to say about this, only smiling and saying, "Let's go, up the mountain."

Upon reaching the center of the three grand halls, Nan Ji called out, "Martial Uncle, Master, Martial Uncle, I'm back!"

As soon as Nan Ji finished speaking, seven figures scattered in the corners heard the voice and instantly vanished with a whoosh.

Meanwhile, the Eight Sceneries Palace, Jade Void Palace, and Biyu Palace all opened their gates.

Laozi looked at Nan Ji with relief and said, "It's good that you're back!"

Yuanshi stared at Nan Ji, scrutinizing him before exclaiming, "Not bad."

Tongtian, however, spoke with some dissatisfaction, "Little Nan Ji is quite impressive, tsk tsk. You make this Martial Uncle feel inadequate."

Huh?

Something's not right!

Why does this Martial Uncle's tone sound like that of the Ancestor Master?

Nan Ji, extremely sensitive to Tongtian's sarcasm, thought to himself, Could this be a lingering effect from when Martial Uncle stayed alone in the Purple Heaven Palace before?

Sensing Tongtian's tone, Laozi naturally knew he was referring to Nan Ji beating up the attendant, so he said, unusually, "Second Brother, Third Brother, Nan Ji, come to my Eight Sceneries Palace."

"Alright."

Nan Ji, unaware that he had been slandered, turned and said to the others, "You all go wait in that Changsheng Hall for now."

After speaking, Nan Ji seemed to remember something and cautioned, "Do not go to the back hall."

After Nan Ji arrived at the Eight Sceneries Palace, he saw the Three Pure Ones already seated on cloud beds.

Laozi remained silent, Yuanshi opened his mouth but then thought of something and didn't speak.

Tongtian, however, looked at Nan Ji with a furious expression.

"Huh? Why aren't you all talking? What's wrong?"

Nan Ji asked, completely bewildered.

"You still have the nerve to ask... " Tongtian began, but then seemed to recall something, glancing cautiously to the west before softening his tone. "You, didn't your Martial Uncle treat you well? Why did you beat up my attendant while I was away?"