Nan Ji Beats the Seven Attendants Again, East Sea Immortal Court Elder Arrives

These seven names were exactly as Nan Ji remembered them.

Especially Chang'er Dingguangxian, who defected to the West at the critical moment, leading to the Intercepting Sect's tragic end.

Thinking that these people had also slandered Tongtian and then sneaked into his own Changsheng Hall...

Nan Ji swung his Soul Slaying Staff and smashed it towards Chang'er Dingguangxian's front teeth.

"I'll teach you to steal alcohol!"

"I'll teach you to sow discord!"

"I'll teach you to break the incense burner!"

For a time, Nan Ji, with his late-stage Grand Unity Golden Immortal cultivation, had the seven attendants jumping and dodging.

Nan Ji even wanted to use the Soul Slaying Staff to corrupt the Primordial Spirits of the seven attendants.

But he also knew that Tongtian was extremely concerned about his reputation, so for the sake of the Three Pure Ones' friendship, he restrained himself and withdrew the Soul Slaying Staff's defiling divine ability.

However, he didn't hold back his strength this time.

Lingyaxian lost a tooth, several pieces of Wuyunxian's carapace were knocked off, and Qiushouxian's tail was broken by Nan Ji...

The most miserable was Chang'er Dingguangxian, whether it was intentional or unintentional by Nan Ji, both of its rabbit teeth were knocked out.

If the drunkenness from the wine could make them drunk and forgetful of life, Nan Ji's beating had sobered them up completely.

"Spare us!"

"Senior Martial Brother, spare us!"

After being dealt with by Nan Ji, the seven attendants all knelt on the ground, kowtowing and begging for mercy.

Their heads struck the floor tiles of Changsheng Hall with dull thuds, and blood flowed from their foreheads.

Seeing this, Nan Ji's heart finally softened.

So, he formed a hand seal and slowly lowered Changsheng Hall, withdrawing the supply of magical power.

But at that very moment, Chang'er Dingguangxian said, "Nan Ji, if you kill us, Master will not let you off either."

Perhaps seeing Nan Ji stop, Chang'er Dingguangxian gained some courage.

Upon hearing this, Nan Ji instinctively wanted to pick up the Soul Slaying Staff and smash its rabbit head.

But sensing someone outside Changsheng Hall, Nan Ji retracted the Soul Slaying Staff and said with a smile, "Alright, then you may leave."

This...

At this scene, the seven attendants were instantly relieved and rushed towards the hall door.

Jinguo Xian did not forget to bare his teeth and say, "You wait, Master will avenge us."

But just as the seven attendants reached the hall door, they found that the opened door revealed Tongtian's icy, dark face.

"Master, Master."

When Chang'er Dingguangxian saw that it was Tongtian, he hurriedly knelt down and pointed to his mouth, which was missing two rabbit teeth, saying, "Please, Master, uphold justice for us."

"That Nan Ji, disregarding the friendship of the Three Pure Ones, wanted to kill us."

"A disciple under Yuanshi's sect, is he hitting us? This is an insult to Master."

The seven attendants vied to complain to Tongtian.

Nan Ji, however, asked with a meaningful look, "Martial Uncle, do you now know these seven scoundrels!"

Hearing Nan Ji's words, Chang'er Dingguangxian immediately stopped speaking.

Since they arrived at Xuanqing Peak on Kunlun Mountain, they had never seen Nan Ji and Tongtian converse.

Through these two sentences from Nan Ji and Tongtian, Chang'er Dingguangxian keenly sensed that something was wrong.

Skilled at reading people's minds, he immediately felt a sense of foreboding.

And what Tongtian said next plunged him into the depths of despair.

"Little Nan Ji, lend me your Soul Slaying Staff."

Tongtian had initially felt that although they were not top-tier beings, their pursuit of the Dao was pitiable.

Now, it seemed these seven, with their inferior origins compared to the Three Xiaos and Zhao Gongming, only knew how to cause trouble all day long.

If it weren't for the Dao Ancestor's unwillingness to bother with them, Tongtian would have to return to the Purple Firmament Palace again.

Purple霄 Palace was almost becoming his second home.

Therefore, Tongtian decided to teach them a good lesson.

"Alright!"

Nan Ji felt Tongtian's anger, tossed the Soul Slaying Staff towards Tongtian, and then walked out of Changsheng Hall.

As he left, he did not forget to firmly close the hall door.

When Nan Ji arrived at Jade Void Palace, he found both Laozi and Yuanshi there.

Yuanshi smiled and asked Nan Ji, "Is the anger gone?"

Nan Ji looked at Yuanshi before him, feeling a slight warmth in his heart, and nodded.

The previous Yuanshi had been very cold, only speaking more to those close to him.

And he was the third person Yuanshi had treated this way, after Laozi and Tongtian.

Thinking of his past experiences, Nan Ji even felt he would be the last person Yuanshi would treat this way...

After all, after the Dao Ancestor's next sermon, Yuanshi would become a saint.

At this moment, Nan Ji's nose twitched, and he smelled a refreshing scent.

Laozi took out a tea set himself and skillfully put the tea leaves into it...

"Oh, your Enlightenment Tea Tree has grown a new batch of leaves. I picked them all, otherwise, it would be a shame," Laozi said.

Huh?

Wait, he picked them all?

Hearing this, Nan Ji's mouth twitched, and he secretly thought: My Senior Martial Uncle really doesn't treat me like an outsider.

Since the tea tree would grow more leaves, Nan Ji wasn't going to be stingy.

So Nan Ji said, "As long as Senior Martial Uncle likes it."

Just as the few of them were enjoying a warm moment, a voice suddenly came from outside Xuanqing Peak, breaking the beautiful tranquility.

"Immortal Court Special Envoy Ziyang, here to pay respects to Daoist Friends of the Three Pure Ones."

"Isn't that the force East King Duke established in the East Sea? What is he doing in Kunlun?" Yuanshi said with some surprise.

Laozi, however, had a sharp glint in his cloudy eyes. He slowly put down the teacup he was holding and said, "The visitor bodes ill."

"So be it. Disciple, go and lead him here," Yuanshi instructed Nan Ji.

"Yes."

Upon hearing this, Nan Ji got up and went to the foot of Xuanqing Peak. As expected, he saw a man and a woman standing at the foot of the mountain with displeased expressions.

The Great Desolation was currently in chaos, and Nan Ji didn't want to cause any more trouble. He politely said, "Greetings, seniors. I am Nan Ji."

Before Ziyang could answer, the female cultivator frowned and said, "Where are the Three Pure Ones? We are here under the decree of East King Duke. Hurry out and welcome us."

This was Xuanqing Peak, after all. The female cultivator's disdainful behavior made Nan Ji somewhat uncomfortable.

But Nan Ji still politely asked, "May I ask who Senior is..."

"Why so much nonsense? Just call out the Three Pure Ones," the female cultivator seemed unwilling to speak further with Nan Ji.

Ziyang, standing beside her, chuckled and said, "Fellow Daoist Nan Ji, this is Elder Bihai Yuanjun of our Immortal Court."

After speaking, Ziyang said to Bihai Yuanjun, "This young friend is the chief disciple of the Three Pure Ones, Nan Ji."

In Ziyang's view, it was not inappropriate for Nan Ji to come out and receive them.

But when Bihai Yuanjun heard Nan Ji's identity, she immediately became like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, pointing at Nan Ji and saying, "What right do you have? Hurry up and call out the Three Pure Ones."

These words were extremely arrogant.

Although she considered herself an elder of the Immortal Court, in Nan Ji's eyes, this Immortal Court was nothing more than a grasshopper in late autumn.

So Nan Ji said with a dark expression, "Since the two seniors are here under decree, please state your business."

Bihai Yuanjun saw Nan Ji like this and secretly thought: It seems the Three Pure Ones are also ill-mannered.

So, with her hands behind her back, she directly stated, "By the decree of East King Duke, the foremost male immortal of the Great Desolation, as enfeoffed by the Dao Ancestor, all male immortals of the Great Desolation must come to Penglai Immortal Island to pay homage ten years from now."

"Ziyang, we still need to go to the next place. The Three Pure Ones are nothing special,"

Bihai Yuanjun seemed to inherently disregard the Three Pure Ones. After speaking, she directly turned and left with True Person Ziyang.

Looking at the departing pair, Nan Ji wished he could go up and punch them twice.

When he arrived at Jade Void Palace and saw Tongtian also there, Nan Ji directly said, "You've angered me to death!"

The scene at the foot of the mountain had naturally been seen by the Three Pure Ones.

Tongtian, in many ways, was very similar to Nan Ji. He also said angrily, "Who does East King Duke think he is, ordering us, the Three Pure Ones, to pay homage to him? He's not worthy."

Yuanshi naturally didn't have a good expression either, but he said with some concern, "If we don't go, what about Master..."

Laozi smiled and poured a cup of Enlightenment Tea for each of the three people before him, then said, "Nan Ji, don't be angry. Second Brother, Third Brother, just keep watching."