Tongtian: Second Brother, I Was Wrong, I Was Truly Wrong

Tongtian was furious.

However, he seemed to be wary of something and didn't dare to tell Nan Ji.

Nan Ji looked at Tongtian, his eyes wide, and said in disbelief, "What, Martial Uncle?"

Seeing Nan Ji like this, Tongtian slapped his thigh in anger, "Those seven beings I brought back, I've already taken them as my disciples."

Alright.

The wheels of history still hadn't changed. Although he didn't know what had happened, Tongtian had taken them in.

Nan Ji glanced at Tongtian and said, "Martial Uncle, I did beat those disciples, but they deserved it."

"Disciple, take out some of your Enlightenment Tea and give some to me and your Senior Martial Uncle," Yuanshi cursed his younger brother internally as a fool, but he wanted him to understand this matter himself, so he spoke to Nan Ji.

Upon hearing this, Nan Ji's face showed difficulty, and he said somewhat embarrassed, "That Enlightenment Tea... all of it went to Ancestor Master."

Tongtian didn't understand Yuanshi's meaning, thinking that disciples were disciples and Nan Ji was Nan Ji, so he shamelessly said, "Then you, boy, take out your wine for us to try. Before, I was so tempted I could almost taste it."

"Uh."

Seeing Tongtian's expression, Nan Ji felt nothing but guilt towards the Three Xiaos and Zhao Gongming.

Why is this Martial Uncle... acting so unseemly?

So, Nan Ji asked with a sideways grin, "Then, about beating your disciples..."

"They were beaten, so they were beaten. If I were to retaliate, your Master and your Martial Uncle wouldn't let me off," Tongtian said, rubbing his head.

Actually, there were two more people he didn't mention... one was the volatile tigress behind the mountain, and the other was in the chaos.

"Hmm..." Nan Ji didn't immediately take out the Wine Crystal, but his eyes rolled.

Then, he smacked his lips and said, "You, Tongtian, are a liar."

!!!

These words shocked Tongtian, while Laozi and Yuanshi wore smiles. They had heard everything the Seven Attendant Immortals said at Biyu Palace back then.

"L-Little Nan Ji, how can you speak to your Martial Uncle like that! It's just... I said a couple of things to you, why are you slandering me like this?" Tongtian said, his eyes wide in disbelief.

But Nan Ji ignored Tongtian and, with his hands on his hips, said, "Or perhaps I should just leave. Why should I endure this humiliation here?"

Seeing this, Tongtian immediately stood up, "Fine, Nan Ji, then leave. Go on, leave."

Hearing Nan Ji's words, Tongtian's eyebrows were about to fly up in anger, but before he could say anything, Nan Ji suddenly collapsed onto the ground.

"Aiya, I can't live anymore! Martial Uncle is scolding me!"

"There's no way out!"

"Master, Senior Martial Uncle, you must uphold justice for me."

Nan Ji dramatically fell to the ground, crying out and beating his thighs with his hands.

"You... you... utterly shameless!" Tongtian was so angry his face turned purple, and he pointed at Nan Ji with trembling fingers.

Then, Tongtian looked at Yuanshi with a wronged expression, "Second Brother, look at Little Nan Ji!"

Yuanshi continued to smile at Nan Ji without speaking. Tongtian followed Yuanshi's gaze and saw Nan Ji return to his usual demeanor.

Nan Ji, seeing Tongtian looking at him, cupped his hands and said, "Little Martial Uncle, Nan Ji was merely reenacting the scene with your prized disciples to give you an immersive experience, so I didn't tell you."

Hearing Nan Ji's words and recalling the expressions of Laozi and Yuanshi just now, Tongtian's face turned as ugly as if he had swallowed a fly.

But Tongtian, thinking that he was still the Martial Uncle, was still somewhat unconvinced, "Then, you beat them too."

"Tsk tsk, Little Martial Uncle, have you ever seen a cooked spirit duck?"

Nan Ji's inexplicable question stumped Tongtian.

"No." Tongtian subconsciously shook his head.

Nan Ji immediately conjured a pot of cooked duck with spiritual energy and pointed at it, "Martial Uncle, look!"

Seeing the tender and juicy duck meat steaming in the boiling water, Tongtian couldn't help but swallow his saliva, "It should taste good."

Nan Ji looked speechless and pointed, "Martial Uncle, look at its beak, it's still so hard even after being cooked."

Tongtian was first stunned, then he realized, and he threw an arm around Nan Ji, poking his head with his fist, "Good one, you little brat, you're mocking your Martial Uncle."

After Nan Ji broke free from Tongtian, he ignored him.

He took out the Heaven and Earth Mysterious Yellow Exquisite Pagoda and said to Laozi, "Senior Martial Uncle, the two Primordial Yin-Yang Flood Dragons inside have had their intelligence eroded by the Soul Slaying Staff. This junior sees that their physical bodies and yin-yang laws are extraordinary, so I beg Senior Martial Uncle to help refine them into treasures."

Feeling completely ignored, Tongtian angrily snatched the Heaven and Earth Mysterious Yellow Exquisite Pagoda away.

"Little Nan Ji, your Senior Martial Uncle is skilled at alchemy; even outsiders know this, yet you don't," he said, looking at the bodies of the two flood dragons in the Exquisite Pagoda.

Indeed, even with Nan Ji holding back, the bodies were battered and bloody.

"This... the Soul Slaying Staff..."

Tongtian exclaimed in surprise after seeing it.

Then, he noticed Laozi, Yuanshi, and Nan Ji all looking at him with smiles.

At this moment, how could he not understand? He had also been tricked by those seven boys.

"Sigh, third brother, you always say I nag."

"But look at these seven beasts, they can't even be considered proper children!"

Yuanshi only managed to say two sentences before falling silent, which made Tongtian's face flush.

Laozi, however, shook his head and said with disappointment, "We told you to calm down, not to be impulsive, sigh."

Seeing the disappointment in his two brothers' eyes, and Yuanshi no longer nagging, Tongtian grew anxious. "Second Brother, I was wrong, I was really wrong."

Yuanshi didn't answer. Tongtian looked at Nan Ji, who was standing to the side with his hands behind his back, gazing at the palace floor tiles, and knew he had wronged this junior martial nephew.

Thinking that Nan Ji had once joined the Three Pure Ones, offering treasures and even a palace, Tongtian felt an overwhelming sense of guilt.

But Tongtian was also a proud person. He smiled fawningly at Nan Ji, "Little Nan Ji..."

"Oh, tsk tsk, Martial Uncle, this weapon of mine isn't quite to my liking. Can you help me refine it?"

Nan Ji naturally understood Tongtian's embarrassment and didn't want to make things difficult for him, so he simply gave Tongtian an out.

"Ah, right, I have other important uses for the Pangu's essence blood inside, so don't refine it into the weapon."

Nan Ji added.

"Got it!"

Tongtian happily accepted the weapon.

Seeing that everything had come to a close, Nan Ji also embraced Tongtian as Tongtian had just done to him. "Martial Uncle, you've been good to me, and I've been extremely good to you."

"Ah?"

Tongtian didn't understand what Nan Ji meant.

Then, Nan Ji suddenly knelt down and said to Laozi and Yuanshi, "This time, your disciple went to the East Sea and found disciples for Martial Uncle. I ask Senior Martial Uncle and Master for forgiveness."

Laozi naturally understood Nan Ji's actions. How could he not know Nan Ji's good intentions? He said, "You've worked hard."

Nan Ji had previously told the two of them that he would go to the East Sea to find good-natured disciples for Tongtian, and Laozi had agreed.

Yuanshi also naturally knew the purpose of Nan Ji's trip to the East Sea. He nodded and said, "Their origins are quite good, formed from primordial clear wind and primordial cloud qi. They are not bad."

Tongtian was once again confused by their words and asked blankly, "What? What are you saying? I don't understand."

Nan Ji didn't answer Tongtian immediately. He cupped his hands and said to Laozi and Yuanshi, "Then this disciple will take his leave."

With that, Nan Ji grabbed Tongtian and headed towards Changsheng Hall.

"Hey, Little Nan Ji, what are you doing? Just say it."

Tongtian was pulled by Nan Ji and couldn't easily break free, but he asked curiously.

"Martial Uncle, this time your junior martial nephew found disciples for you!" Nan Ji said to Tongtian with a sly smile.

"Ah, then your Master won't..."

Tongtian's first reaction was that Yuanshi wouldn't agree, but then he thought about what had just happened, which made Tongtian grin.

"You're still the best, kid. Good job."

Tongtian was extremely satisfied that he could finally take disciples, but then he said with a hint of reserve, "But Martial Uncle has to test them. What if they're not good enough..."

Not good enough?

Could they be worse than your "Zoo of Seven"?

Nan Ji couldn't help but complain inwardly, but he said aloud, "Oh, Martial Uncle, there are four disciples. Take your time testing them."