The Shameless Western Duo and the Gullible Red Cloud Hermit

Jieyin and Zhunti watched as the two martial brothers wailed miserably for the better part of an hour. Let alone anyone giving up a seat, not a single person even stood up.

Not only did no one comfort them, there was instead a wave of mockery and ridicule.

Everyone treated the two martial brothers as a joke, using them to liven things up for their own amusement.

Their faces immediately darkened. One face flushed red from holding it in, yet they could not lash out and had to keep acting, crying even louder.

"Boohoo..."

"Bitter!"

"Miserable!"

The Primordial Wilderness's greatest good man, Red Cloud Hermit, could not bear to watch any longer. He broke free from his good friend Zhenyuanzi's grip, rose to greet them, and said:

"Fellow Daoists, stop crying. It gives me chills listening to it."

"It is only a seat. What is so special about it?"

"I will give it to you."

Red Cloud Hermit had actually wanted to stand up long ago, but his good friend Zhenyuanzi had held him down and refused to let him rise. Otherwise, the moment Zhunti and Jieyin began their tearful complaint, he would already have gotten up and given them his seat.

How could Red Cloud Hermit, such a good-hearted man, bear to watch others weep before him?

He was the great good man of the Primordial Wilderness!

He could not stand such a scene.

The many Grand Luo Golden Immortals present were dumbfounded.

So someone really fell for that?

Let us pay our respects to him.

Just which colossal fool was this bizarre?

When they saw that it was the renowned Red Cloud Hermit, the Primordial Wilderness's greatest good man, everyone wore looks of understanding.

So it was this colossal fool!

Then it was no surprise.

Red Cloud Hermit, who treated others kindly and did good deeds every day, had not earned his reputation for nothing.

He truly was a great good man of the Primordial Wilderness.

No matter who it was, if they had a need, they only had to seek out Red Cloud. They would not be disappointed.

But this time was unlike the past!

This was a hidden opportunity to become a Sage!

Could even the great good man Red Cloud Hermit bear to give it away?

All Three Thousand Purple Cloud Guests stared fixedly at the two of them.

"Fellow Daoists, do not harm yourselves. Come, sit in my place."

"I believe that under the diligent efforts of you two Fellow Daoists, the Western Continent will surely return to its former spiritual splendor."

"Everything will get better!"

"If you need anything in the future, come find me at Fire Cloud Cave."

Under everyone's gaze, Hongyun personally offered up the Seat of the Great Dao of Stillness from beneath his buttocks and comforted them with a face full of concern.

"Then we shall not refuse! Many thanks, Fellow Daoist!"

Daoist Zhunti, who had been sobbing moments ago, instantly beamed with joy. He shoved his good senior brother Jieyin onto the Seat of the Great Dao of Stillness that Hongyun had given up.

Only afterward did he sincerely thank the foolishly generous Red Cloud Hermit.

The surrounding Grand Luo immortals were all stunned speechless.

Damn!

There was actually someone so naïve and sweet in this world?

Which landlord family had this big idiot sprung from?

He could just give away a Sage's opportunity like that?

Why not give yourself away too?

The other Purple Cloud Grand Luo Guests, who had fallen silent because of the Sage's prohibition, watched helplessly as the Western Duo, Jieyin and Zhunti, simply cried, made a scene, and threatened to hang themselves, winning a Great Dao Mat for free. Their eyes were practically bulging out of their heads.

Had they known, they could have shamelessly cried and begged as well!

Maybe that Great Dao Mat would have been theirs.

At once, the mockery on everyone's faces froze, and they could no longer laugh.

I sat bolt upright in the middle of my dying illness—turns out I was the clown all along?!

Those unwilling Grand Luo immortals were furious beyond belief.

By rights, they had arrived first, had they not?

Yet it had been snatched away by these two shameless men from the impoverished Western lands.

This was infuriating!

"Brother Red Cloud, you..."

Zhenyuanzi was so angry that his beard bristled and his eyes widened. His lungs were about to burst.

Who could have expected that, no matter how much he calculated, he could not account for Brother Red Cloud's habit of giving things away for free—no matter how he tried to stop him.

Earlier, when he had pressed him back into his seat, Zhenyuanzi had thought his good friend Hongyun had taken his advice to heart.

Who would have thought!

Who could have possibly thought!

How long had he even been sitting?

His butt had not even warmed the seat!

And he had just given it away!

"Huff... huff..."

Zhenyuanzi's chest heaved violently, like a bellows.

Zhenyuanzi took a deep breath, then another, forcibly suppressing the urge to explode as he shot Zhunti a vicious glare.

If not for these shameless Jieyin and Zhunti, how could his worthy younger brother have handed over a Sage's opportunity so readily?

In all his life, Zhenyuanzi had never seen people so brazenly shameless.

They were Grand Luo Golden Immortals, for heaven's sake. How could they be so utterly without dignity?

"Brother Zhenyuanzi, it is only a seat. Why get angry with them? They worked so hard to get here; it was not easy for them either!"

"Could you really bear to watch them stand there and listen to the lecture?"

"By then, they might incur the Sage's rebuke again."

"Be kind to others, and virtue will bring its own reward."

Red Cloud Hermit comforted him with an unconcerned expression.

It was as though it were not a Top-grade Innate Spiritual Treasure at all, merely an ordinary mat to sit upon.

"Sigh, forget it. Since this opportunity was never meant to belong to you, Brother Red Cloud, it cannot be stopped. Let it take its course."

"Between gain and loss, fortune and misfortune are hard to predict. Every drink and every peck is ordained by fate."

Seeing Brother Red Cloud looking at him with an awkward smile, Zhenyuanzi could only sigh helplessly and say no more.

Thus, Jieyin and Zhunti openly took over the magpie's nest and calmly seated themselves on Red Cloud Hermit's former seats.

The sight made every Grand Luo immortal look at them with hostility.

"I have never seen such brazenly shameless people!"

Truthfully, Jieyin and Zhunti had given them a lesson in person.

What did it mean to subdue others without fighting?

When a person had no shame, they were invincible under heaven.

But they could not accept it.

They were filled with envy, jealousy, and hatred.

This was a Top-grade Innate Spiritual Treasure!

Though they might not be able to take it out of the Sage's dojo, it was still a Top-grade Innate Spiritual Treasure. Cultivating in meditation atop it would be a hundred, even a thousand times better than on ordinary mats.

How could they not be green with envy?

Jieyin and Zhunti did not care in the slightest about the envy around them.

Since they had already prepared themselves to be shameless, what did a little jealousy from onlookers matter?

Those who were not envied were mediocre.

Everything came with a certain price.

The two of them understood that much.

However, Daoist Jieyin had obtained a seat, while Zhunti had not.

The two martial brothers could not help but cast appraising looks at the other five Great Dao Mats.

When they saw the Three Pure Ones seated proudly at the very front within the layers of the Space-Time Realm, Jieyin and Zhunti exchanged a glance and automatically crossed off those three targets.

The Three Pure Ones of Pangu were renowned figures within the Primordial Era.

They could not afford to provoke them.

Eh, the fourth person was actually a woman?

The two martial brothers' hearts stirred.

But after sensing the killing intent ready to erupt around them, the two martial brothers lost their nerve.

They could claim that Red Cloud Hermit had willingly given them his seat after they cried pitifully and deceived the great good man of the Primordial Wilderness.

But if the two of them now took the initiative to seize the seat of a mere woman, they would definitely incur public outrage.

The enraged Three Thousand Grand Luo immortals who could not stand the sight would beat them so badly they could no longer take care of themselves.

Besides, bullying a woman would not sound good no matter how it was told.

Moreover, they recognized her. That woman was not easy to provoke either.

She was Fuxi and Nüwa, the siblings of Phoenix Perch Valley beneath Buzhou Mountain, born with Great Divine Ability.

Thus, the two martial brothers turned their attention to the final target mat.

Kunpeng of the North Sea?

Late-stage Grand Luo Golden Immortal?

This could work!

The two martial brothers exchanged a glance, tempted.

Kunpeng of the North Sea was a remnant of the Phoenix Clan, and the great powers of the Primordial Wilderness naturally did not favor him.

Furthermore, the two martial brothers knew that North Sea Kunpeng had an exceedingly perverse temperament and few close fellow Daoists.

If they made a move against him, surely no one would offer him aid?

No sooner thought than done.

Both were decisive by nature.

Daoist Zhunti immediately swaggered over with a shameless grin and said:

"Fellow Daoist, look, Red Cloud Hermit has already given my senior brother his seat. Seeing how hard my martial brother and I have worked, how about you give one to me as well?"