Xuanxiao placed his Dao Palace in the back mountain, planted the gourd vine, and dripped a few drops of blood. He thought to himself, "In 30,000 years, I'll have gourd babies." Then, he ran off to the Sun Star to play with Dijun and Taiyi.
On the Sun Star, Dijun asked, "Xuan Emperor, what brings you to the Sun Palace?"
Xuanxiao replied, "Since I'm here, it must be for something important. Our Demon Race needs to prepare for war. I want to invite Fuxi and Nuwa. What do you think?"
Dijun nodded and asked, "That's a great idea. How do you plan to do it?"
Xuanxiao said, "It's simple. Fuxi is researching the Eight Trigrams. Have you noticed any connection to the River Diagram and Luo Shu?"
Dijun's expression changed. "Don't mess with me. I won't give the River Diagram and Luo Shu to Fuxi..."
Xuanxiao looked bewildered. "I know, who would be that generous? I mean, I want to invite Fuxi to study the River Diagram and Luo Shu together to derive the Eight Trigrams. Then, Fuxi's destiny will naturally be linked to the Demon Race. If Fuxi comes, won't Nuwa follow?"
Dijun's eyes lit up. "That makes perfect sense! I'll leave this to you. Recently, Kunpeng has gathered a bunch of demons in the North Sea. Can you find a way to incorporate the North Sea demons into our faction?"
Xuanxiao laughed heartily. "Easy, leave it to me." With that, he thought to himself, Kunpeng is easier to deal with than Fuxi. I just need to make him feel unsettled in the North Sea.
"Ding, quest issued: Remind Kunpeng to create the Demon Script. Reward: Fresh Immortal Demon God Jade Marrow."
Xuanxiao muttered inwardly, "How fresh? Can it be extracted on the spot?" It wasn't until the next of the Three Lectures at Purple Heaven Palace, when he noticed Hongjun's unstable aura, that he realized the System hadn't lied.
Before long, Xuanxiao arrived at the North Sea and shouted, "Fellow Daoist Kunpeng, Xuanxiao of the Demon Race is here to visit."
From the depths of the North Sea, a colossal fish that blotted out the sky emerged. It transformed into a human form and said, "Little Friend Xuanxiao, what brings you here?"
Xuanxiao replied, "I've come to bestow a meritorious deed upon you."
Kunpeng looked puzzled. "Meritorious deed? Meritorious deeds can help in slaying the corpse and improving cultivation. You're going to give me one?"
Xuanxiao nodded, his expression solemn. "I have a feeling that if this is successful, I'll gain merit. But I don't have the patience to do it myself, so I've come to you. However, if you gain merit, you must incorporate the North Sea demons into the Demon Race."
Kunpeng nodded. "Agreed. Tell me your plan first. If I gain merit, I will naturally lead the North Sea demons to join the Demon Race."
Xuanxiao asked, "Have you ever considered how inconvenient communication is in the Primordial World? Everyone communicates solely through spoken language, no matter the time."
Upon hearing this, Kunpeng's eyes lit up. He murmured, "Inconvenient communication, inconvenient communication... everyone communicates through spoken language..." As he muttered, he fell into deep thought, gradually sitting cross-legged and even steaming from his head, clearly exerting his Primordial Spirit to its limit.
Seeing this, Xuanxiao thought to himself, "Wow, thank goodness I handed the task of creating characters to Kunpeng. This is insane. Even a peak Grand Unity Golden Immortal is getting his head to steam. It's a good thing I didn't have to do this myself."
Thus, more than a hundred days passed. Kunpeng suddenly stood up, pointed his fingers at the sky, and declared, "Heavenly Dao above, I, Kunpeng, now have an inspiration. All beings need a way to communicate beyond spoken word. Therefore, I establish a path, called Script, where symbols can be drawn with the Primordial Spirit to convey information. The Way of Script is established!"
The Heavenly Dao responded, bestowing a large amount of merit. Eighty percent fell into Kunpeng's body, allowing him to directly slay a Good Corpse, named Zhuang Zhou, who specialized in the Way of Yin Yang. The remaining twenty percent fell into Xuanxiao's body, which he collected, planning to use it for treasure refining in the future. The System had already informed Xuanxiao that the path of slaying the corpse should only be used after attaining Primordial Golden Immortal through the Great Dao. Otherwise, one could at most become a Heavenly Dao Saint, unable to transcend.
Seeing Kunpeng receive the merit, Xuanxiao said, "Fellow Daoist Kunpeng, if I were you, I'd run now."
Kunpeng asked, "Why?"
Xuanxiao replied, "I bet the Witch Clan is currently holding a meeting to figure out how to beat you up. Think about it, the Way of Script, using the Primordial Spirit to draw symbols... this directly targets the Witch Clan."
Upon hearing this, Kunpeng shouted, "Holy crap, you're right! Let's go, quick, let's run to the Sun Star for refuge together!" With that, he grabbed Xuanxiao and flew directly to the Sun Star, shouting, "Demon Emperor, Kunpeng wishes to join the Demon Race, may I?"
Dijun was overjoyed. "Why wouldn't you be welcome?"
Just then, Xuanxiao felt a tremor in his heart. What the hell? Did a creature sneak into my Dao Palace? And it's eating my Ginseng Fruit! He immediately said to Dijun, "I have something to attend to. Please wait a moment, everyone. I'll host a banquet later to welcome Fellow Daoist Kunpeng."
Dijun nodded. "Xuan Emperor, please go ahead." As soon as he finished speaking, Xuanxiao arrived at Kunlun Mountain and saw the Treasure Seeking Mouse had found its way to his Dao Palace and was nibbling on one of his Ginseng Fruits.
The Treasure Seeking Mouse grinned. "Senior Brother, you didn't give me a meeting gift last time we met, so it's not too much for me to eat one of your fruits, right?"
Xuanxiao nodded. "Treasure Seeking Mouse, is it? You came to my Dao Palace to seek treasure? Don't you know that everything in the Dao Palace belongs to someone? Come, Senior Brother will give you some pointers on your physical techniques."
With that, Xuanxiao grabbed the Treasure Seeking Mouse and gave it a thorough beating, nearly turning it into the future appearance of the Tathagata. The Treasure Seeking Mouse thought to itself, You really are something, Senior Brother, hitting so hard. Just you wait until I cultivate successfully in the future.