Don't Even Think About My Gourd Master

At this very moment.

The divine senses of the two suddenly felt something, sensing the presence of an acquaintance.

It was Hongyun, the foremost benevolent person in the Great Desolation!

Seeing Hongyun appear, Jieyin and Zhunti exchanged a glance.

"Senior Brother, isn't that Hongyun? He's the most foolish... cough, the most benevolent person in the Great Desolation!"

"Junior Brother, Hongyun gave us a great opportunity last time, but we failed to seize it. This time, we must make him compensate us!"

With that said, the two flew straight towards Hongyun's location.

"Hmm?"

Just as Jieyin and Zhunti sensed Hongyun, Hongyun also sensed them.

In terms of divine sense strength, the two were far inferior to him.

Seeing them flying towards him, Hongyun's expression was calm, and he was already contemplating how to trick this pair.

After all, Jieyin and Zhunti had brought him benefits multiple times.

The first time he tricked them was over the dispute for the Purple Cushion.

He obtained the Great Dao Cushion because of it and embarked on the path of the strong.

The second time he tricked them was by instigating them to fight for Eastern Prince Gong's opportunity to lead all the immortals.

As a result, the two were punished by Hongjun, while he obtained the Mythical Grand Unity Method.

If the Great Dao Cushion helped him shed his good-natured persona and step onto the path of prosperity.

The Mythical Grand Unity Method was the cornerstone for becoming a supreme being.

Once cultivated, his future achievements would surpass Saints, surpass the Heavenly Dao, and even surpass the Great Dao.

In Hongyun's eyes, these two from the West were like mobile treasure troves.

Every encounter brought him gains!

"Haha, isn't this Fellow Daoist Hongyun!"

"It's been a while, Fellow Daoist Hongyun, how have you been recently?"

Jieyin and Zhunti flew closer, cupping their fists in greeting.

In their eyes, Hongyun was also a heaven-sent opportunity.

Every time they met him, there was a chance to change their fate.

The first time was the dispute over the Purple Cushion.

They could have become Hongjun's disciple and had the hope of becoming a Saint in the future.

The second time was the leadership of all immortals.

They could have commanded all the immortals in the Great Desolation and revitalized the West.

It was just a pity that they failed to seize it, and Eastern Prince Gong got there first.

This wasn't Hongyun's fault.

The two even felt grateful to him.

After all, Hongyun had not deceived them.

Hongjun did indeed intend to establish a leader for all immortals.

It was just their own incompetence.

"Fellow Daoists, why are you here instead of cultivating in the West?"

Hongyun was curious when he encountered Jieyin and Zhunti in the Great Desolation.

Their auras were still at the peak of Grand Unity. Why weren't they in seclusion attempting to break through to Quasi-Saint, but instead wandering around?

"Fellow Daoist Hongyun, you are unaware, but we have been working tirelessly to revitalize the West!"

Zhunti shook his head and sighed upon hearing this.

They had indeed been working hard during this period.

They shuttled between the Great Desolation and the West, only managing to trick some small tribes into going to the barren land.

"Cough, cough..."

Jieyin coughed lightly and shot Zhunti a glare, as if reminding him not to go off-topic. He then turned to Hongyun and said.

"Fellow Daoist Hongyun, the great opportunity you bestowed upon us last time, we failed to grasp!"

"Alas, it was all because of Eastern Prince Gong, otherwise, the leadership of all immortals would have long been ours, and we wouldn't have to toil so hard!"

Zhunti added, daring not to resent Hongjun, directing all his anger towards Eastern Prince Gong.

"I am also quite disappointed that you two couldn't seize such an opportunity!"

Hongyun chuckled inwardly, but his expression was solemn.

"Fellow Daoist Hongyun, we are currently working hard to revitalize the West. Since the last opportunity was lost, your seven gourds..."

Jieyin was still thinking about the seven gourds Hongyun obtained at Buzhou Mountain and spoke frankly.

"Exactly, Fellow Daoist Hongyun, you don't like fighting, what use do you have for so many magical treasures? Why not give the seven gourds to us."

"The West is barren, and we suffer immensely. Look at these clothes, they are tattered."

Zhunti lamented, with tears welling up in his eyes.

"If Fellow Daoist still has any spare treasures or cultivation resources, you can support our West as well. We will absolutely not be picky!"

Jieyin echoed.

After the two finished complaining, they looked at Hongyun with eager eyes, expecting him to generously open his purse.

They thought to themselves, Hongyun is such a kind person, how could he refuse after such a pitiful plea?

Back in the Purple Heaven Palace, he was willing to give up the Purple Cushion, an opportunity to become a Saint.

"Shameless to the extreme!"

Hongyun cursed inwardly upon hearing this.

He had seen shameless people before, but never such an extreme example.

These two baldies from the West kept breaking his limits.

All of them were Grand Unity Golden Immortals, destined to become Saints in the future, yet they were more despicable than beggars.

Truly shameless.

Since this is the case, don't blame me, Hongyun, for striking again!

"Alas, those seven gourds are no longer in my possession."

Hongyun sighed, putting on a sorrowful expression.

"What? How is that possible! Those seven gourds are supreme treasures that can refine Top-grade Innate Spiritual Treasures!"

"How could Fellow Daoist lose such important items?"

Jieyin and Zhunti were greatly shocked, their faces full of disbelief.

"My two friends, I am not lying to you. I swear by the Heavenly Dao that those seven gourds are indeed gone!"

Hongyun solemnly made a Heavenly Dao oath.

Once the oath was made, the two men's expressions changed drastically, as if they had lost their parents.

A Heavenly Dao oath was no trivial matter. If there were any falsehoods, there would be severe repercussions.

At that time, let alone becoming a Saint, even cultivation would be corrupted.

This was why beings in the Great Desolation swore oaths.

Seeing Hongyun take the oath, they knew the seven gourds were truly lost.

"Fellow Daoist Hongyun, how could you be so careless! Those were seven Top-grade Innate Spiritual Treasures!"

"If we had known this earlier, we should have just taken them from you back then!"

Jieyin and Zhunti were heartbroken, as if the gourds rightfully belonged to them.

Losing them now was like having their hearts gouged out.

"By the way, Fellow Daoist Hongyun, how were those seven gourds lost?"

After a long period of grief, Jieyin finally recovered and asked.

Upon hearing this, Zhunti also raised his head, calmed his grief over the lost treasures, and stared at Hongyun.

"This is a long story. Do you two remember Hongjun's second sermon..."

"Dijun and Taiyi leaked the matter of my seven gourds to Old Ancestor Minghe..."

"Alas, I was ambushed..."

Hongyun recounted the story, sighing intermittently, as if overcome with grief.

However, what he said was only half true.

Especially the part about being ambushed by Minghe and the Blood Mosquitoes, the pain of losing his treasures almost made him cover his face and weep.

"Detestable! Dijun and Taiyi, Minghe and Blood Mosquitoes, how detestable!"

"Utterly shameless! How can there be such despicable beings in the Great Desolation! To ambush and rob a Fellow Daoist of his treasures!"

"Unbearable!"

The two were filled with righteous indignation, angrier than if they had lost the treasures themselves.

If they had lost treasures themselves, they would only blame their inferior skills.

But Hongyun lost the seven gourds that "should have been theirs," so how could they not feel a mix of emotions?

Their anger simmered, unable to be extinguished.

"Fellow Daoist Hongyun, you just accepted it like that?"

Jieyin and Zhunti looked at him again.

"What can I do? They are too powerful!"

Hongyun spread his hands helplessly, adopting a submissive attitude.

"You don't want to take it back?"

Jieyin and Zhunti asked unwillingly.

"If you two can help me get back the seven gourds, just give me one back, and the other six will be yours!"

Hongyun dangled the bait.

"Is that true?"

"Of course!"

"Good, if that's the case, we will definitely retrieve this treasure from Dijun, Taiyi, and Minghe!"

Jieyin and Zhunti were overjoyed.

They originally wanted to ask for it from Hongyun, but now if they retrieved the seven gourds, six would go to them.

This would be a legitimate acquisition, not a shameless demand.

As for giving the remaining one to Hongyun? Absolutely impossible.

The two thought to themselves, they could just shamelessly ask for it later.

"If that's the case, Fellow Daoist Hongyun, we bid farewell!"

"Don't worry, Fellow Daoist, we will definitely retrieve the gourds for you!"

Jieyin and Zhunti cupped their hands and departed, anxious.

They felt that with their reputations, asking Dijun, Taiyi, and Minghe for the treasure would not be difficult.

If not, they would just cry loudly.

These were seven items that could be refined into top-grade innate spiritual treasures.

For the impoverished Western Lands, they were practically immense wealth.

On the Solar Star.

"Big Brother, the war between our Demon Clan and Witch Clan has now escalated to a conflict between Great Demons and Great Witches. It's time for us to make a move!"

Eastern Emperor Taiyi sat in the Solar Palace, looking at Dijun.

"Mm, Second Brother, how is your comprehension of the Grand Formation of the Stars of the Heavens?"

Dijun asked.

"Don't worry, Big Brother, this time we will definitely annihilate all Twelve Ancestral Witches!"

Eastern Emperor Taiyi was full of confidence in his formation.

This formation borrowed the power of the River Map and Luo Book and was formed by comprehending the Great Desolation's starry sky.

It used the Solar Star and Lunar Star as its core, the River Map and Luo Book as its eyes, the three hundred sixty-five main stars as its foundation, and fourteen thousand eight hundred minor stars as its support.

Once activated, the power of the stars would converge, and its might would be heaven-shattering.

If the Twelve Ancestral Witches had no backup, he was certain that even a late-stage Quasi-Saint would not escape.

Furthermore, he had already refined the Eastern Emperor Bell to eighty percent, making its defense unparalleled.

Although Dijun was the Demon Emperor, Taiyi was the strongest in combat.

"Good! Second Brother, this battle relies entirely on you!"

Dijun's heart surged with excitement upon hearing this.

This time, the Demon Clan intended to destroy the Witch Clan, unify the Great Desolation, and contend for great destiny.

Just as the two were about to summon hundreds of millions of demons to begin the war.

Suddenly, something ahead caught their attention.

Confusion appeared in both their eyes.

This was because, at this moment, two familiar individuals had arrived uninvited.

Jieyin and Zhunti!

"Why are those two bald donkeys from the West coming to my Solar Star?"

Dijun wondered in his heart.

Eastern Emperor Taiyi was equally puzzled.

The two looked at the approaching duo from the West, standing in place and waiting, their faces grim.

These two from the West had never had much interaction with his Demon Clan.

Even...

Previously, at the Purple Firmament Palace, Demon Master Kunpeng had an opportunity for a purple cushion, but it was snatched by these two.

It was a forceful snatch, not a tearful plea.

Jieyin and Zhunti had tearfully obtained a Purple Cushion from Hongyun, but the other Purple Cushion was forcefully taken from Kunpeng by the two of them.

However, Kunpeng was not yet the Demon Master at that time, nor was his relationship with Dijun and Taiyi particularly close.

Therefore, being alone and outnumbered, he could only accept his misfortune.

"Haha, Fellow Daoist Dijun, it's been a long time!"

"Greetings, Fellow Daoist Dijun, Fellow Daoist Taiyi!"

A moment later, Jieyin and Zhunti arrived before Dijun and Taiyi, cupping their hands in greeting.

"Fellow Daoists, why have you come to my Solar Star?"

Dijun asked coldly, his expression unfriendly as he glanced at Jieyin and Zhunti.

At the same time, a powerful aura emanated from him.

Early Quasi-Saint stage!

Now, not only had Eastern Emperor Taiyi reached the early Quasi-Saint stage, but Dijun had also cultivated his three corpses and become a powerful early Quasi-Saint.

In contrast, Jieyin and Zhunti, having no connection to the immortal path and intending to wait until after Dao Ancestor Hongjun's third sermon before converting to Buddhism, were only at the peak Grand Unity realm.

Sensing the terrifying aura emanating from Dijun, Jieyin and Zhunti were somewhat taken aback.

They hadn't expected Dijun to be more powerful than them now.

After all, back in Purple Heaven Palace, the two of them and Dijun were all at the late Grand Unity stage.

This left them feeling a bit dejected.

However, they weren't here to compare their cultivation with Dijun and Taiyi; they had important business to attend to.

"Fellow Daoist Dijun, we have come here to reclaim Fellow Daoist Hongyun's seven gourds!"

Seeing that Dijun and Taiyi had no intention of inviting them into the Solar Palace, Jieyin awkwardly stated his purpose directly.

"Indeed, Fellow Daoist Hongyun's seven gourds were originally promised to us. We didn't expect Fellow Daoist Dijun and the others to have taken them. This must be a misunderstanding!"

Zhunti added.

"Seven gourds?"

Dijun was stunned upon hearing their words. After thinking for a moment, he finally understood.

Back then, on Buzhou Mountain, Hongyun had indeed obtained seven gourds.

But he hadn't received any gourds from him.

And...

Later, he had leaked this information to Old Ancestor Minghe, thinking that Old Ancestor Minghe could obtain the gourds from Hongyun.

He and Taiyi could then each get one or two gourds for providing the information.

But he never expected Old Ancestor Minghe to fail.

And fail miserably.

It was said that even the Netherworld Blood Sea suffered heavy damage, and then somehow he had also incurred the wrath of the Blood Mosquito Daoist.

He had been relentlessly pursued by the Blood Mosquito Daoist ever since!

"Fellow Daoist Dijun, these seven gourds are now under our names. Please return them to us quickly, so that this misunderstanding can be resolved!"

Seeing Dijun's bewildered expression, Jieyin said again.

In his opinion, Dijun's feigned ignorance was clearly an attempt to embezzle the seven gourds and refuse to return them.