Chaos Demon Gods Plot

Yang Mei looked at Xuanxiao with a curious expression and said, "Fellow Daoist, there is a matter that has been circling in my mind for a long time, leaving me deeply puzzled. I wonder if you might be willing to enlighten me?"

Xuanxiao raised an eyebrow slightly, returning Yang Mei's curious gaze with one of his own. "Oh? And what matter has Fellow Daoist Yang Mei so perplexed?"

Yang Mei fixed his eyes on Xuanxiao, his gaze full of seriousness. "I have always wanted to know—has your elder brother, Fellow Daoist Pangu, truly fallen?"

Hearing this question, a contemplative look crossed Xuanxiao's face, and he mused inwardly:

"Yang Mei suddenly inquiring about my elder brother... it seems that while he has no intention of destroying the Primordial Wilderness, he still has designs on that enticing 'Dao Fruit.' Now that he's asking me directly, he's clearly laying his intentions bare. I suspect it's not just Yang Mei—fellows like Shichen probably covet the Primordial Wilderness as well."

"The reason they haven't made a move yet is likely that they fear me, and also worry that Pangu, who may not have fallen, still stands behind me. Once they confirm that my elder brother is truly gone, even with me guarding the Primordial Wilderness, they won't be able to hold back. Thinking about it this way, the repeated destruction of the Primordial Wilderness by kalpas in my memories probably had their hidden hands behind it. They likely wanted to weaken the Primordial Wilderness's origin first, then seize it and steal my elder brother's Dao Fruit."

At this thought, Xuanxiao couldn't help but shake his head slightly, sighing inwardly at their overestimation of themselves.

"What a pity. Their calculations are completely off. In the end, all they'll get is my elder brother's axe. It's just a shame that the person in my memories was a mere mortal with no cultivation—otherwise, I'd love to see the look on Shichen and the others' faces when they finally get that axe after all their scheming."

"Xuanxiao remains silent now—does he truly not know Pangu's real situation, or is he unwilling to tell me the truth?" Watching the lost-in-thought Xuanxiao, Yang Mei pondered to himself.

After a moment, Xuanxiao snapped out of his reverie, looked at Yang Mei, and said with a light smile, "Fellow Daoist, think about it—if you and I can both be reborn into this Primordial Wilderness, do you really think my elder brother has no way to preserve himself?"

Hearing this, Yang Mei felt a stir of doubt. His previously firm conviction began to waver, and he thought to himself, "Does Fellow Daoist Xuanxiao mean that Fellow Daoist Pangu has not fallen? But how can that be? This Primordial Wilderness is clearly the manifestation of Pangu's Dao Fruit. If he hasn't fallen, why would he reveal his Dao Fruit so openly?"

In truth, Yang Mei hadn't asked this question out of a genuine desire to learn Pangu's condition from Xuanxiao. He only wanted to send a clear signal to Xuanxiao—that he had designs on Pangu's Dao Fruit.

But now, after hearing Xuanxiao's words, his own heart was filled with hesitation.

Yang Mei looked seriously at Xuanxiao again and pressed further, "Fellow Daoist Xuanxiao, since this Primordial Wilderness is the manifestation of Fellow Daoist Pangu's Dao Fruit, if he truly hasn't fallen, why would he manifest it at all?"

"How do you know this isn't something my elder brother did intentionally? And besides, Fellow Daoist, given the current state of the Primordial Wilderness, with me here, do you think any of you still have a chance to get your hands on it?" Xuanxiao shook his head with a smile, his tone carrying a hint of confidence and teasing.

"It seems I have been overthinking this matter." Seeing this, Yang Mei dropped the subject, and the topic was shelved for the time being.

"It seems Yang Mei's stance has wavered, but he hasn't completely given up on his idea. Not that it matters—one more person doesn't make much difference to me." Hearing Yang Mei's words, Xuanxiao understood what was on his mind but didn't take it too seriously.

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"Fellow Daoist, try some of this tea. Though it can't compare to your precious Chaos Great Dao Fruit, it's still a decent pastime. And these spirit fruits—while they have no real effect for cultivators of our level, they taste quite pleasant. Please, help yourself." As he spoke, Yang Mei waved his hand, and a delicate cup and several plates of brightly colored spirit fruits appeared before Xuanxiao.

Then Yang Mei looked at Gou Chen, who stood behind Xuanxiao, and said with a smile, "Senior Nephew Gou Chen, don't just stand there. Sit down and join us in tea and discussion."

Hearing this, Gou Chen first glanced at Xuanxiao. Only after Xuanxiao gave a slight nod did he respectfully say to Yang Mei, "Then I thank Uncle-Master Yang Mei."

Yang Mei smiled and nodded, then placed another cup beside Xuanxiao.

Gou Chen took the offered tea and slowly sat down next to Xuanxiao.

"Excellent tea!" Xuanxiao inhaled the fragrance and couldn't help but praise.

"I didn't expect the Enlightenment Tea to be in your hands, Fellow Daoist Yang Mei. You are truly fortunate." Xuanxiao immediately recognized from the aroma that this tea came from the Top-tier Innate Spirit Root, the Enlightenment Tea.

Sensing the surprise in Xuanxiao's words, Yang Mei straightened his back, as if he had finally gotten one over on Xuanxiao, his heart swelling with pride.

"It's just an Enlightenment Tea tree. Look at this guy making such a big deal out of it." Xuanxiao watched Yang Mei's smug expression and felt a little speechless inside.

"The tea is indeed good, but in terms of cultivation effect, it's about the same as cultivating in the Primordial Hall. Still, the Enlightenment Tea counts as a rare spirit root." Xuanxiao drained the tea in one gulp, muttering to himself.

After all, the Primordial Realm was the Great Dao's gift to Xuanxiao, its youngest son.

Now that the Great Dao's favored son, Pangu, had transformed into the Primordial Wilderness, the Great Dao only had Xuanxiao as its recognized "son." Even if the Great Dao seemed to punish Xuanxiao a few times, not just anyone could attract such attention from the Great Dao. Clearly, the Great Dao still doted on its youngest son. And within the Primordial Hall of the Primordial Realm, the aura of the Great Dao's laws permeated the air, making it the holiest cultivation ground closest to the Great Dao.

This was naturally prepared by the Great Dao specifically for Xuanxiao.

After drinking the Enlightenment Tea, Gou Chen wore a strange expression. He looked at Yang Mei and thought to himself, "The effect of this tea is so similar to cultivating in Master's Primordial Hall. Uncle-Master Yang Mei treasures this tea so much—it must be an extremely precious treasure in the Primordial Wilderness. But at Master's place, things like this seem ordinary. I wonder if Uncle-Master Yang Mei would be furious if he found out."

At that moment, Yang Mei naturally had no idea what Xuanxiao and Gou Chen were thinking.

After the three had tasted the spirit fruits for a while, Yang Mei enthusiastically suggested, "Fellow Daoist Xuanxiao, since we rarely gather like this, why don't we discuss the Dao together? What do you say?"

"I was just thinking the same." Xuanxiao smiled and nodded in agreement.

Soon, the two men's wisdom- and philosophy-filled Dao tones began to ripple gently through Yang Mei's Daoist Temple. Though Gou Chen's strength and cultivation were inferior to theirs, he occasionally joined the discussion. For a time, the atmosphere among the three became remarkably harmonious.

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