Xuanxiao placed the Daoist Palace in the rear mountain, planted the Gourd Vine, and dripped several drops of blood onto it. In thirty thousand years, there'll be Gourd Babies. Then he ran off to the Sun Star to play with Dijun and Taiyi.
On the Sun Star, Dijun asked, "Mystic Emperor, what brings you to the Sun Palace?"
Xuanxiao said, "Since I'm here, it must be something important. Our Demon Clan still needs to sharpen its weapons and prepare for war. I want to invite Fuxi and Nuwa over. What do you think?"
Dijun nodded. "That's a good idea. How exactly do we go about it?"
Xuanxiao said, "Simple. Fuxi is researching the Eight Trigrams. Have you noticed that they seem to be related to the River Diagram and Luo Shu?"
Dijun's expression changed. "Don't even think about it. I'm not giving the River Diagram and Luo Shu to Fuxi..."
Xuanxiao looked utterly baffled. "I know. Who would be that generous? I mean inviting Fuxi here to study the River Diagram and Luo Shu and jointly deduce the Eight Trigrams. Then Fuxi's fortune will naturally become linked to the Demon Clan. Once Fuxi comes, how could Nuwa not come too?"
Dijun's eyes lit up. "There's nothing wrong with that plan. I'll leave this matter to you. Kunpeng has also gathered a group of demons in the North Sea recently. Find a way to bring the North Sea demons into our side."
Xuanxiao laughed. "Simple. Leave it to me." With that, he thought silently, Kunpeng is easier to deal with than Fuxi. I just need to make him unable to live peacefully in the North Sea.
"Ding! Quest issued: Remind Kunpeng to create the Demon Script. Reward: fresh Immortal Demon God Jade Marrow."
Xuanxiao silently grumbled, How fresh is it? Can it be extracted on the spot? It was not until the next Three Lectures at the Purple Cloud Palace, when he saw that Hongjun's aura was somewhat unstable, that he realized the system had not been lying.
Before long, Xuanxiao arrived at the North Sea and shouted, "Fellow Daoist Kunpeng, Xuanxiao of the Demon Clan has come to visit."
Within the North Sea, an enormous fish that blotted out the sky and sun flew out. It transformed into a human and said, "What brings you here, Little Friend Xuanxiao?"
Xuanxiao said, "I've come especially to present you with a measure of merit."
Kunpeng looked puzzled. "Merit? Merit can help with Slaying the Corpse and increase one's cultivation. You're actually giving it to me?"
Xuanxiao nodded solemnly. "I have a feeling this will succeed and earn merit, but I don't have the patience to do it myself, so I came to ask you. However, once you obtain the merit, you must bring the North Sea demons into the Demon Clan."
Kunpeng nodded. "Agreed. Tell me what it is first. Once I obtain the merit, I'll naturally lead the North Sea demons into the Demon Clan."
Xuanxiao said, "Have you ever considered that communication among the living beings of the Primordial Wilderness is inconvenient, and that everyone has always communicated through spoken language?"
At this, Kunpeng's eyes lit up. He muttered, "Communication is inconvenient. Communication is inconvenient. Everyone communicates through spoken language..." As he mumbled, he sank into deep thought. Gradually, he sat cross-legged and meditated, smoke even rising from his head. Clearly, his Primordial Spirit Power had been pushed to its limit.
Seeing this, Xuanxiao thought, Holy crap. Good thing I left the task of creating written characters to Kunpeng. Even a Peak Grand Unity Golden Immortal can work himself so hard that smoke comes out of his head. Good thing I didn't do it myself.
And so, more than a hundred days passed. Kunpeng suddenly rose to his feet, pointed both hands at the sky, and said, "Heavenly Dao above, today I, Kunpeng, have sensed that all living beings must meet face-to-face to communicate. Thus, I shall establish a path called writing. By outlining symbols with Primordial Spirit power, information can be conveyed. The Way of Script—established!"
The Heavenly Dao responded, sending down a vast amount of merit. Eighty percent entered Kunpeng's body, allowing him to directly Slay a Good Corpse. It was named Zhuang Zhou and primarily cultivated the laws of yin and yang. The remaining twenty percent entered Xuanxiao's body, where he stored it away, planning to use it to refine a treasure in the future. The system had already told Xuanxiao that the path of Slaying the Corpse should only be used after proving the Primordial Golden Immortal through the laws and achieving Primordial Unity. Otherwise, one could at most become a Heavenly Dao Saint and would never attain transcendence.
Seeing that Kunpeng had obtained the merit, Xuanxiao said, "Fellow Daoist Kunpeng, if I were you, I'd run right now."
Kunpeng asked, "Why?"
Xuanxiao said, "I bet the Witch Clan is holding a meeting right now to figure out how to beat you up. Think about it—the Way of Script uses Primordial Spirit power to outline symbols... Isn't that obviously targeting the Witch Clan?"
Upon hearing this, Kunpeng shouted, "Damn, it really is! Let's go, hurry and run. We'll head to the Sun Star to take shelter for now." As he spoke, he grabbed Xuanxiao and flew straight to the Sun Star, shouting, "Demon Emperor, Kunpeng has come to join the Demon Clan. Is that all right?"
Dijun was overjoyed. "Why wouldn't it be?"
Just then, Xuanxiao felt a sudden tremor in his heart. What the hell? Has a living being infiltrated the Daoist Palace? And it's stealing my Ginseng Fruit? He immediately said to Dijun, "I have something to deal with. Wait here for me. We'll hold a banquet together later to welcome Fellow Daoist Kunpeng."
Dijun nodded. "Mystic Emperor, go ahead." As soon as he finished speaking, Xuanxiao arrived directly at Kunlun Mountain. There, he happened to see a Treasure Seeking Mouse searching its way into his Daoist Palace—and gnawing on one of his Ginseng Fruits.
Duobao only grinned and said, "Senior Brother, you didn't give me a greeting gift the last time we met. It shouldn't be too much for me to eat one of your fruits, right?"
Xuanxiao nodded. "You're the Treasure Seeking Mouse, are you? You searched for treasure and found your way to my Daoist Palace? Don't you know that everything inside the Daoist Palace belongs to someone? Come on, let your Senior Brother give you some pointers in physical combat."
With that, Xuanxiao grabbed Duobao and gave him a thorough beating, pummeling him until he almost took on the appearance of the Tathagata from later generations. Duobao thought bitterly, You call yourself my Senior Brother? You hit way too hard. Just wait until I achieve something in my cultivation...
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