Peng's Resentment, Laying an Ambush to Kill Hong Yun (Seeking Monthly Tickets and Recommendation Tickets)

In the end, some great figures who were unwilling to accept their fate focused their attention on Ancestor Hong Yun. He also possessed a strand of Primordial Violet Qi, yet Daoist Hongjun had neither taken him as a disciple nor explicitly named him as someone who could become a Saint!

This was a heaven-sent opportunity!

In particular, the Heavenly Court's Demon Master Kunpeng hated Ancestor Hong Yun the most. During the first lecture at Zixiao Palace, Demon Master Kunpeng had relied on his innate divine ability. With a spread of his wings, he could cross a million miles. Even when flying through the chaos, his speed still far surpassed that of the other great divine-power users, making him the fifth person to arrive at Zixiao Palace.

He came after Laozi, Yuanshi, Tongtian, and Nuwa, taking the fifth seat on the first row—the fifth meditation cushion!

But damn that number-one good-natured fool in the Primordial World!

Ancestor Hong Yun had originally sat on the sixth meditation cushion. However, after Zhunti and Jieyin tearfully pleaded with him, Ancestor Hong Yun could not bear to refuse them and actually gave up his seat!

Giving up the seat would have been one thing, but Daoist Jieyin, relying on his formidable cultivation, actually flung him away and sat on the fifth meditation cushion. Thus, the six Saint positions were allocated, and Kunpeng missed his chance to become a Saint!

He had been just one step away from the Saint position. It was not that he had never obtained it, but that someone had forcibly snatched it away!

Facing the vicious Jieyin and Zhunti, Kunpeng, who bullied the weak and feared the strong, naturally did not dare provoke them. He placed all his resentment on Hong Yun. Now that he had seen Nuwa and Laozi prove the Dao and become Saints, Kunpeng's hatred for Hong Yun had reached its peak!

"Could killing Hong Yun allow me to seize the 'Primordial Violet Qi' and prove the Dao to become a Saint?"

Within the "Demon Master's Palace" of the Thirty-Three Heavens, Kunpeng gazed coldly down at the Primordial World. The killing intent in his eyes was completely undisguised.

After a while, Kunpeng moved and silently left the Heavenly Court, entering the Primordial World.

Near the western lands of the Primordial Continent, there was a paradise known as Wuzhuang Temple, belonging to Zhen Yuanzi, the so-called Ancestor of Earth Immortals and Equal of Heaven and Earth, a great divine-power user.

Zhen Yuanzi ranked among the foremost of the Three Thousand Great Divine Abilities. When Hongjun distributed the treasures, he had also obtained the Supreme Grade Innate Spiritual Treasure, the "Book of Earth," from "Treasure Distribution Rock." What he was most famous for, however, was an Innate Spiritual Root—the "Ginseng Fruit Tree."

The "Ginseng Fruit Tree" had been formed by sensing Heaven and Earth when chaos had first separated, the Primordial had first been established, and Heaven and Earth had yet to open.

The fruit this tree bore was called Grass Returning Pill, also known as Ginseng Fruit.

It bloomed once every three thousand years, bore fruit once every three thousand years, and took another three thousand years to ripen. In short, it took ten thousand years before it could be eaten.

Over nearly ten thousand years, it bore only thirty fruits.

The fruits looked like infants less than three days old, complete with all five facial features and four limbs.

If a person was fated to obtain one of those fruits, merely smelling it would grant them three hundred and sixty years of life. Eating one could grant them forty-seven thousand years.

At this moment, Zhen Yuanzi was entertaining a guest in Wuzhuang Temple. Three "Ginseng Fruits" sat on the table before the guest's meditation cushion, while a Daoist wearing a bright-red Daoist robe and carrying a large red gourd on his back sat upon the cushion.

This person was Zhen Yuanzi's close friend, Ancestor Hong Yun. He had attained the Dao as a mass of red cloud and had now severed his Evil Thought, becoming a quasi-Saint. So long as he did not form karmic ties, he would not die before the Immeasurable Calamity. He was also a renowned figure in the Primordial World.

Moreover, because of the "Primordial Violet Qi," he had entered the sights of all the great divine-power users. Not only had Kunpeng descended from the Thirty-Three Heavens, but all those who aspired to prove the Dao were likewise watching him covetously, eager to make a move.

At this moment, Zhen Yuanzi's face was full of anger. Clearly, he was extremely dissatisfied that Ancestor Hong Yun had refused to heed his advice.

"Hong Yun, you and I have been friends since the Primordial era. Hong Yun, you should heed my advice and return to your grotto abode to comprehend the 'Primordial Violet Qi.' Wait until this tribulation has passed before making any further plans!"

"Brother, I have no clue at all how to comprehend that 'Primordial Violet Qi.' I should still travel through the Primordial World and take a look. Didn't Grand Pure Saint walk the Primordial World for tens of thousands of years before comprehending how to become a Saint?" Hong Yun casually ate a fruit and continued, "How can one attain the Dao by cultivating in seclusion and quietly reciting the Yellow Court?"

"Alas! Hong Yun, why won't you listen to reason?"

"Hahaha! Although the Witch Race and the Demon Race are fierce, I am also a quasi-Saint. I naturally have no trouble keeping myself safe. Brother, you need say no more. Just wait for the good news of my proving the Dao!"

Hong Yun laughed heartily. He paid no heed to Zhen Yuanzi's worries, took the other two "Ginseng Fruits," and left Wuzhuang Temple amid booming laughter.

Zhen Yuanzi silently watched Hong Yun leave through the gates and ride away on a cloud, sighing endlessly for a time.

"Alas! Hong Yun! Hong Yun! Why are you so stubborn? You possess such a supreme treasure as the 'Primordial Violet Qi.' How could others possibly let you go?" After saying this, Zhen Yuanzi shook his head and walked toward the quiet room.

After leaving Wuzhuang Temple, Ancestor Hong Yun rode a cloud eastward. Standing atop the auspicious cloud, Hong Yun pondered Zhen Yuanzi's words. Although he felt somewhat shaken, he had already spoken those words, so he gritted his teeth and did not return to the mountain.

If Hong Yun had safely returned to his grotto abode, relying on the various formations and restrictions within it and its geographical advantage, he might truly have been able to survive this tribulation.

However, when one was caught in a tribulation, how could one simply evade it by hiding? Since this tribulation was destined to be his, how difficult would it be to pass through it safely!

Meanwhile, Kunpeng had left the Heavenly Court and flown toward the Primordial Continent on a cloud, arriving directly at Hong Yun's Dao arena.

He arrived before long, only to find that Hong Yun was not in his grotto abode. Knowing that Hong Yun and Zhen Yuanzi were close, Kunpeng immediately flew westward and concealed himself a hundred thousand miles from Wuzhuang Temple.

After waiting for several decades, he indeed saw Hong Yun riding an auspicious cloud and slowly flying eastward.

"Hong Yun! Hong Yun! Your time to die has come!"

Hidden in a dense forest, Demon Master Kunpeng said nothing after spotting Hong Yun. He leaped straight into the sky and sent a Heavenly Demon Divine Thunder crashing toward Hong Yun.

There was a deafening boom. Hong Yun's protective immortal light shattered. Caught off guard by Kunpeng's sudden sneak attack, Hong Yun could not react in time and was injured.

"Kunpeng, why have you ambushed me?"

Hong Yun had never expected Demon Master Kunpeng to attack him without a word the moment they met. He hurriedly brought out his magic treasure, the "Nine-Nine Red Cloud Soul Scattering Gourd," to protect his body.

Kunpeng did not answer. His movements became even faster as he unleashed his full strength once more, releasing another bolt of Heavenly Demon Divine Thunder at Ancestor Hong Yun.

After the lightning faded, Hong Yun's clothes were disheveled and his Daoist topknot had come undone.

Ancestor Hong Yun's face flushed crimson as fury surged through him. He cursed, "Kunpeng, you have gone too far! Today, I will fight you to the death!"

He raised the "Nine-Nine Red Cloud Soul Scattering Gourd" and circulated his magic power. Countless red sands sprayed from the gourd's mouth, instantly covering this entire stretch of void.

Ever since obtaining it from Mount Buzhou, Hong Yun had nurtured this "Soul Scattering Gourd" as his life-bound magic treasure. The red sand it sprayed could defile another's Nascent Soul and injure their body, causing their flesh to rot. It was vicious beyond measure.