The Personal Disciple and Attendant Must All Go

Hearing this, Duobao was also at a complete loss for words.

Eat and drink to their hearts' content...

It wasn't that he looked down on Haotian, but what good things could the newly reorganized Heavenly Court possibly have? The stuff they'd put out probably wouldn't even match his own possessions, let alone be worth eating or drinking. Still, since Senior Disciple Brother said there was important business at the Heavenly Court, he was rather curious about that.

"Senior Disciple Brother, what important business could it be? Would you be willing to tell your Junior Brother a little?" Duobao asked curiously.

"If you want to know what it is, go ask Master's Water-Fire Daoist Children. I've talked enough about this topic today! I had other business anyway, and only came by you on the way. Since I've delivered the message, I should be going. Junior Brother, remember to pick your people and come with me to the Heavenly Court in ten years!" With that, Xian Junyu stood up and left directly.

He left the explanation to those two big mouths, the Water-Fire Daoist Children, letting Duobao ask them so they wouldn't have to hold it in.

"Yes, I see Senior Disciple Brother off!"

After Senior Disciple Brother left, Duobao went straight to Master's Daoist Sanctuary. He was too curious about what they were going to the Heavenly Court for. He couldn't wait another minute.

Back in his Cave Dwelling, Xian Junyu took out materials and started refining artifacts directly. The artifact refining was also for the trip to the Heavenly Court. Master Tongtian had never thought much of Haotian to begin with, and who knew what he meant by "gifts"? If they were too shabby, they wouldn't achieve the desired effect. So he decided to personally forge a few spiritual treasures to give to Haotian.

As the saying goes, you have to give to get—give big, get big; give small, get small; give nothing, get nothing. To scheme for the Heavenly Court's merit and fortune, he was prepared to put in some effort.

Ten years passed in the blink of an eye.

During that time, Xian Junyu spent a pile of materials and finally refined a set of top-grade Houtian Spiritual Treasures. This was a full-body defensive Houtian Spiritual Treasure set, composed of five pieces. Though it wasn't anything remarkable, it was enough as a gift.

As the departure time drew near, Tongtian's gifts were also delivered by the Water-Fire Daoist Children. Xian Junyu looked at the items in the box and said with a helpless expression: "Are you sure this is what Master wants me to bring to the Heavenly Court as gifts?"

Hearing this, the Water-Fire Daoist Children nodded.

"Yes, Senior Disciple Brother, this is what the Master told us to bring you. We didn't take the wrong things! Is there a problem, Senior Disciple Brother?"

Hearing that these were indeed the items and nothing was mistaken, Xian Junyu was utterly speechless. Not for any other reason, but because the three spiritual treasures in the box were ones he had forged himself. They were things he'd casually made in the Artifact Refining Room while confined to Master's Daoist Sanctuary, the kind of junk left in a corner to gather dust. Though they were Houtian Spiritual Treasures, they were only low-grade ones. Barely better than ordinary spiritual treasures, but still Houtian Spiritual Treasures. Still, was it really okay to send such trashy Houtian Spiritual Treasures? He'd expected Master's gifts to Haotian to be poor, but he hadn't expected them to be this poor.

"Is there a problem? Of course not. Master is... truly generous enough, giving away Houtian Spiritual Treasures so casually... Go back and tell Master, I thank him!" Xian Junyu said, equally speechless.

Though the words were all complimentary, paired with Xian Junyu's tone, they came off completely differently. However, the Water-Fire Daoist Children, who had never experienced the harshness of the world, didn't catch anything wrong at all. Instead, they thought Senior Disciple Brother was praising the Saint Master.

"No problem, Senior Disciple Brother. We'll convey that to the Saint Master! Since the items are delivered, we'll take our leave. Wishing Senior Disciple Brother a smooth journey. We'll be going now!" After bowing, the Water-Fire Daoist Children left.

Once the two Daoist Children had gone, Xian Junyu slammed the shabby box shut with force and even added a kick for good measure. "What kind of crap is this? For the sake of the Jie Sect, this is all he brings out? Even if he looks down on Haotian, he could at least show some sincerity! This is just too stingy, too dismissive!"

This garbage made Xian Junyu want to curse out loud. Three of the lowest, most worthless Houtian Spiritual Treasures—what proper Saint Master sends gifts like this junk? And to a Quasi-Saint powerhouse, no less, not some minor Golden Immortal cultivator. Well, thinking about it, there were two other characters whose gifts might not be much better.

"Good thing I refined a set of top-grade Houtian Spiritual Treasures, or I'd really be screwed by Master this time. Looks like I'll have to pay out of my own pocket..." Thinking this, Xian Junyu took out the three spiritual treasures Master had sent, found three gift boxes, and wrapped them up. Though the items were trash, they were still Houtian Spiritual Treasures. With a nice gift box, they'd barely be presentable.

After handling the spiritual treasures, he took out a small box, selected ten various Nine-Revolving Golden Elixirs, and placed them inside. Having done all this, Xian Junyu quietly waited for Duobao.

After waiting half a day, Duobao arrived with a group of people.

But when he saw the people Duobao had brought, Xian Junyu was completely dumbfounded.

"Duobao! These are the people you brought?"

Xian Junyu looked helplessly at the group Duobao had assembled.

There stood Jin Ling, Wu Dang, Gui Ling, and all Seven Attendant Immortals. All Five Personal Disciples and the Seven Attendant Immortals were going—just what kind of face did Haotian have to warrant such a turnout?

For this trip to the Heavenly Court, the main person he'd wanted to bring was just Duobao. Now, the entire backbone of the Jie Sect had shown up.

What was this supposed to be!

"Exactly, Senior Disciple Brother. Didn't you say to find some reliable people? Senior Disciple Sister and the junior brothers and sisters felt pretty reliable to me!"

Duobao replied calmly.

Having learned the purpose of this trip, Duobao had brought the core members out of careful consideration—to back up his Senior Disciple Brother, not wanting him to lose face.

"Senior Disciple Brother, when there's a chance to freeload at the Heavenly Court, why hide it from us? Do you think your Junior Disciple Sister would embarrass you by coming along?"

Jin Ling stared at Xian Junyu with a look of grievance.

Wu Dang and Gui Ling also gazed at him with the same aggrieved expression.

Hearing this, Xian Junyu could only force a bitter smile. Especially with his three junior sisters all looking at him so pitifully, he felt even more helpless.

This trip wasn't about enjoying comforts—it was about swallowing humiliation and suffering. He truly didn't want his junior sisters to endure that too.

But with the three of them staring at him like that, he had no choice.

"Alright, alright. I never said you'd embarrass me by coming. It's just that this trip isn't all about enjoyment. If you can stomach the grievances, then come along..."

As he spoke, Xian Junyu's expression was full of resignation.

The Personal Disciples knew the real purpose of this journey. Since the three junior sisters had come, they'd probably already thought it through—that didn't worry him.

What worried him instead was Master's Seven Attendant Immortals.

And when the Seven Attendant Immortals heard it was about enduring grievances, they were all confused and doubtful.

Wasn't it supposed to be eating and drinking at the Heavenly Court? How had it turned into suffering grievances? That wasn't what Duobao had told them.

"Senior Disciple Brother, what grievances? Isn't it just going to the Heavenly Court for food and fun? What's going on?"

Chang Er asked, puzzled.

The other six chimed in as well.

"Yeah, Senior Disciple Brother, what's this all about?"