"Junior, how presumptuous. But forget it. This Lord is too lazy to stoop to your level. Otherwise, our fellow Daoists might truly think I came for this Dao Treasure!" Emperor Daojun gave a cold snort. In an instant, the clouds around us spread and drifted, and soon the black sky ceased to exist.
The gourd in my hand had vanished at some point, as if it had merely been swept away by a gale. But it had probably already fallen into Emperor Daojun's hands.
Seeing both my hands empty, the immortals either shook their heads and sighed or began entertaining new ideas. In any case, they all thought much the same as Emperor Daojun: without the treasure, I was nothing more than a young pup and could not stir up any great waves.
I had long since stopped expecting these ancient immortals who had proved the Dao to obey me. Every one of them had lived for thousands or even tens of thousands of years. Even Emperor Daojun could not guarantee their obedience, so expecting it from them would be less useful than thinking of another way to control them. Thus, I said, "Seniors, the Dao-destroying divine weapon in my hands has already been borrowed by Emperor Daojun. I never intended to have you seniors continue following me, either. From now on, I have to report to Protector Baiyue. Whether you seniors stay or leave is entirely up to your own wishes."
Emperor Qingzi and the others naturally followed me. Taishang Immortal Lord had just watched Hundred Flowers Fairy get wiped out with a wave of Emperor Daojun's hand, and he was still shaken, unsure what to do. Hearing that I intended to seek refuge with Baiyue Fairy, he feared he might find no one willing to take him in,