The Wronged Yang Mei

"Fellow Daoist Xuanxiao, since you're here, please have a seat." Yang Mei looked at Xuanxiao, who showed no sign of leaving, and though his heart was full of helplessness, he could only steel himself and issue the invitation.

"Since Fellow Daoist Yang Mei is so gracious, we won't stand on ceremony." Upon hearing the invitation, Xuanxiao walked over without any hesitation and sat down opposite Yang Mei, while Gou Chen stood quietly behind him.

"Gracious? Which eye saw me being gracious? If you hadn't been thick-skinned and refused to leave, would I have invited you? Did this guy reincarnate to cultivate the Thick-Skin Great Dao instead of the Thunder Great Dao? How else could he say something like that?" Yang Mei kept grumbling inwardly, while forcing a strained smile on his face.

"Fellow Daoist, it's been so long since we last met. Just grab a few Chaos Spirit Fruits to entertain us, that'll do." Xuanxiao looked at Yang Mei with an air of casualness.

Hearing this, Yang Mei's face instantly darkened. "Fellow Daoist Xuanxiao, don't joke with me. In this Primordial World now, where could there be any trace of Chaos Spirit Fruits? You're deliberately making things difficult for me!"

Xuanxiao shook his head lightly after hearing this. "It seems Fellow Daoist Yang Mei hasn't been faring well in the Primordial World. Look, I reincarnated later than you, yet I'm doing better. Tell me, does this Chaos Great Dao Fruit of mine meet your standards?" As he spoke, Xuanxiao reached out and placed a Chaos Great Dao Fruit in front of Yang Mei.

Yang Mei stared at the Chaos Great Dao Fruit before him, and instead of a trace of joy, his expression was stiff as stone.

He gritted his teeth inwardly: "This guy really holds a grudge! Just because I showed off my Chaos Spirit Root a few times back in the Chaos Era, he's remembered it all the way to now. His petty nature hasn't changed one bit!"

Seeing Yang Mei's awful expression, Xuanxiao felt a surge of vindicated satisfaction wash over him.

He sneered inwardly: "Hmph, this Yang Mei was annoying even in the Chaos Era, always flaunting his top-tier Chaos Spirit Root, the Willow Tree. Now that the Willow Tree has degraded to a top-tier innate spirit root, let's see how he shows off!"

Still, he had to admit: "But Yang Mei's luck isn't bad. Because of the Willow Tree, he retained all his Inherited Memory when he reincarnated into the Primordial World."

"You're quite fortunate, Fellow Daoist, to still obtain a Chaos Spirit Root in the Primordial World." Yang Mei forced out a congratulatory remark through a grimace.

He knew full well that Xuanxiao had brought out the Chaos Great Dao Fruit just to show off to him, but with his current strength inferior to the other's, he had no choice but to go along with Xuanxiao's words.

Hearing Yang Mei's words, Xuanxiao waved his hand and shook his head with a smile. "No, no. How could the Primordial World still give birth to a Chaos Spirit Root now? It's just that I have a good Big Brother and a good father. As soon as I awakened, they gifted me this Chaos Great Dao Tree. Sigh, I couldn't refuse it even if I wanted to. Tell me, who do I go to for justice?"

Hearing Xuanxiao's infuriating words, Yang Mei felt even more aggrieved inside: "Hmph, so what if you have a brother who opened the Primordial World and the Great Dao as a father? What's so great about that?"

But the more he thought, the more wronged he felt.

He couldn't help recalling that he too had once been a Chaos Demon God, born from the Great Dao just the same.

Yet now, let alone comparing himself to Pangu, the son of the Great Dao, even next to Xuanxiao, he was worlds apart.

"The Great Dao is so unfair!" Yang Mei lamented in his heart.

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Seeing Yang Mei on the verge of tears, Xuanxiao was a bit taken aback. "Did I really go too far? Yang Mei looks like he's about to cry." Feeling a twinge of pity, Xuanxiao tossed the Chaos Great Dao Fruit to Yang Mei and said, "Hey, Old Yang, don't be upset. Consider this Chaos Great Dao Fruit a gift."

Yang Mei, who had been wallowing in sorrow, saw the Chaos Great Dao Fruit coming his way and his eyes lit up instantly. "Then I won't stand on ceremony." Afraid Xuanxiao might change his mind, he hurriedly swallowed the fruit in one gulp.

"This guy, do I ever take back what I give?" Xuanxiao watched Yang Mei refining the Chaos Great Dao Fruit, torn between exasperation and amusement.

Meanwhile, Gou Chen, standing behind Xuanxiao, watched the scene unfold and felt his perfect image of his Master crumble instantly. "I never thought Master would be like this in private. This all feels so unreal, like a dream."

Before long, Yang Mei successfully refined the Chaos Great Dao Fruit. The moment he finished, he spoke with heartfelt gratitude: "Many thanks, Fellow Daoist!"

He could clearly feel his understanding of the Space Great Dao had advanced significantly. This single Chaos Great Dao Fruit alone had saved him countless eons of cultivation.

Now, he was only a hair's breadth away from breaking through to Chaos Grand Luo Golden Immortal.

Yet crossing that seemingly tiny gap would require immense fortune and opportunity to succeed.

Xuanxiao shook his head lightly. "There probably aren't many of us Chaos Demon Gods still alive in this world now. It's just a single spirit fruit—I can still afford to give it away."

Recalling the battle of World Creation, Xuanxiao and Yang Mei had been on opposing sides.

But in truth, during the Chaos Era, their relationship hadn't been entirely hostile.

Xuanxiao had gotten along fairly well with many of the Chaos Demon Gods back then.

Even the Destruction Demon God, whom Xuanxiao had slain, had been on decent terms with him in ordinary times.

But their stances were different. During the battle of World Creation, it was a Dao Struggle between them, and they had no choice but to fight to the death.

Now, however, neither of them was a Chaos Demon God anymore, and the conflict between them no longer existed.

"Speaking of which, I can't be sure about the others, but those two—Shichen and Mingyun—definitely didn't fall. They must have reincarnated and gone into hiding. Shichen is probably hiding in the River of Time. As for Mingyun, I really can't guess where he might be hiding. That guy has too many backup plans. If the Great Dao hadn't pulled us all into the fight during World Creation, I think Mingyun would have just stayed hidden and not made a move," Yang Mei said with a sigh.

Xuanxiao gave Yang Mei a deep look. He understood that Yang Mei's words were a roundabout way of repaying the favor.

"No matter. Even if they reincarnated, they're probably in a similar state to you. As long as they don't scheme against the Primordial World or against me, I won't bother with them. But if they dare to set their sights on the Primordial World, don't blame me for disregarding our old ties from the Chaos Era—and that goes for you too, Fellow Daoist," Xuanxiao said with unwavering confidence.

Hearing this, Yang Mei nodded indifferently.

He no longer identified himself as a Chaos Demon God, nor did he harbor any thoughts of revenge against Pangu or Xuanxiao.

In his view, building a good relationship with Xuanxiao in the Primordial World was a decent path to gaining the recognition of Heaven and Earth.