No, how had this gotten dragged into the Interception Sect?
Tongtian instantly felt insulted.
He looked at East Emperor Taiyi and said with a serious expression,
"The Chan Sect is the Chan Sect, and the Interception Sect is the Interception Sect. Don't lump Chan Sect disciples together with my Interception Sect disciples."
As soon as he finished speaking, Yuanshi felt a rush of fury surge straight to his head.
He had thought that after becoming a Heavenly Dao Saint, nothing could stir his emotions so strongly.
But today, he realized he had been wrong.
What did Tongtian mean by that?
Why did it sound as if he were saying Chan Sect disciples were inferior to Interception Sect disciples?
And then there was East Emperor Taiyi!
Yuanshi glared at East Emperor Taiyi.
"Yellow Dragon Zhenren is merely the weakest of my disciples."
"Don't think that just because you got lucky and defeated Yellow Dragon Zhenren, my Chan Sect disciples are inferior to the Demon Race."
"A mere Profound Fiend Python at the Primordial Unity Golden Immortal Realm—any of my other disciples could defeat it!"
East Emperor Taiyi replied dismissively,
"Oh? Was it really just luck?"
"Because what This Emperor saw looked like a complete rout."
"You..."
Yuanshi's mouth twitched with rage, and his Saintly Might swept across the skies above Kunlun Mountain.
Even if he attacked East Emperor Taiyi and captured him, it wouldn't change the fact that Yellow Dragon Zhenren had lost.
Only the disciples themselves could restore the face the Chan Sect disciples had lost.
"The Saint Shangqing witnessed that battle with his own eyes."
"Was anything This Emperor said untrue?"
"This Emperor knows it may sound unpleasant, but that is simply the truth."
East Emperor Taiyi's words finally pushed Yuanshi past his limit.
"One Yellow Dragon Zhenren doesn't prove anything."
"Send someone from the Demon Race Heavenly Court to fight again!"
"Anyone from the Jade Void Twelve Immortals except Yellow Dragon Zhenren can be chosen!"
He had to reclaim the face Yellow Dragon Zhenren had cost him.
"Fight again?"
East Emperor Taiyi thought it over.
"We can, but not now."
"How about this? Five hundred years from now, the Demon Race will challenge the Xuanmen disciples at the Demon Race Heavenly Court."
"If the Demon Race wins, Xuanmen must grant the Demon Race Heavenly Court one favor."
"If the Demon Race loses, This Emperor will grant Xuanmen one favor and apologize to Xuanmen for what This Emperor said today."
East Emperor Taiyi had come up with this on the spur of the moment.
Although the Demon Race already had a decent chance of winning when it eventually went to war with the Witch Race,
if he could turn Xuanmen from refusing to help the Witch Race to lending the Demon Race a hand,
then the Demon Race's losses could be kept to a minimum.
As for whether the Demon Race Heavenly Court could win this battle, that was hardly a concern.
Yellow Dragon Zhenren might be the weakest of the Jade Void Twelve Immortals, but his strength still offered a glimpse of what the Jade Void Twelve Immortals were capable of.
As for the Interception Sect, it claimed to have Myriad Immortals Paying Homage, but apart from Duobao and a few others, it was nothing worth mentioning.
And the Demon Race Heavenly Court had the Ten Great Demon Commanders.
With careful preparation, victory in this battle would be no problem.
"I accept!"
Yuanshi said each word distinctly.
Five hundred years from now, at the Demon Race Heavenly Court, he would take back everything the Chan Sect had lost today!
"In that case, This Emperor will take his leave."
His goal achieved, East Emperor Taiyi left with Xuan Jun.
Watching East Emperor Taiyi depart, Tongtian suddenly spoke.
"East Emperor Taiyi truly has enormous ambitions."
The death of a mere Profound Fiend Python had somehow turned into a contest between the Demon Race Heavenly Court and Xuanmen.
How could a Saint fail to see what East Emperor Taiyi was plotting?
"Ambition can only be realized with the strength to match it."
"I don't care what preparations the Demon Race Heavenly Court makes. The Chan Sect is certain to win that battle five hundred years from now!"
Yuanshi was truly enraged.
Ever since he had founded his sect—no, ever since he had begun cultivating—he had never suffered such a humiliating loss of face.
"Certain to win?"
"If I'm not mistaken, you thought the same before today's battle."
"Who are you planning to send to fight the Demon Race Heavenly Court?"
Tongtian asked.
"Of course, Guangchengzi, Chijingzi, and the others..."
As Yuanshi spoke, he suddenly sensed something amiss.
He looked at Tongtian.
"This is a matter for the Chan Sect. Why are you involving yourself?"
"If you have nothing else to say, then please leave."
If Yellow Dragon Zhenren had won, perhaps he would still have been in the mood to invite Tongtian to stay.
But now, he had no such inclination.
"What do you mean, it's a matter for the Chan Sect?"
"East Emperor Taiyi was talking about Xuanmen."
Tongtian corrected Yuanshi.
"If your Chan Sect wins the battle against the Demon Race Heavenly Court, then all will be well."
"But if you lose, it will be the Xuanmen disciples who lose face."
Although the Three Pure Ones had split up, they still belonged to Xuanmen.
Yuanshi frowned.
"My disciples cannot lose!"
"Nothing is impossible. My Interception Sect disciples will take part in the battle against the Demon Race Heavenly Court, too."
Tongtian stated his intention.
If he hadn't known about today's events, that would have been one thing.
But now that he knew, he couldn't simply ignore them.
It wasn't just for Xuanmen's reputation. He also wanted to get one over on the Chan Sect.
What would happen if the Chan Sect lost to the Demon Race Heavenly Court, while the Interception Sect won?
Of course, there was another reason.
There was profit to be had in this battle.
The favor East Emperor Taiyi had mentioned could mean any number of things.
Yuanshi looked at Tongtian.
"Then the participants will earn their places through their strength."
"Two hundred years from now, we'll hold a contest between the Interception and Chan Sects and select the winners to participate in the battle against the Demon Race Heavenly Court."
Tongtian nodded.
"Fine."
As soon as he finished speaking, a sudden silence fell around them.
Tongtian and Yuanshi simply stared at each other, neither saying a word.
A few breaths later, Yuanshi couldn't hold back any longer.
"Do you have anything else to say?"
Tongtian said nothing. For a moment, he didn't know what to say either.
"If not, then please leave. I have matters concerning the Chan Sect to attend to."
Yuanshi showed him the door.
Tongtian felt a pang of regret.
He had hoped to see how Yuanshi would punish Yellow Dragon Zhenren.
Now he had no excuse to stay, so he could only leave.
So be it.
He had seen Yellow Dragon Zhenren defeated by Xuan Jun, and the Chan Sect humiliated. The trip had been well worth it.
Today was also the day the Interception Sect distributed Cultivation Resources. He should head back to Golden Ao Island and take a look.
Tongtian turned and left.
After East Emperor Taiyi and Tongtian had departed one after another, Yuanshi's face darkened completely.
He looked at Yellow Dragon Zhenren, lying unconscious and gravely wounded on the ground, his gaze icily cold.
"Yellow! Dragon!"
The two low, thunderous words boomed deep within Yellow Dragon Zhenren's sea of consciousness like thunder from the highest heavens.
Yellow Dragon Zhenren, who had been unconscious, suddenly opened his eyes wide.
Terror surged over him like a raging tide, drowning him completely.
"Why?"
Yuanshi's voice sounded by his ear again.
Yellow Dragon Zhenren scrambled to his feet, then knelt before Yuanshi, trembling as he spoke.
"D-Disciple was wrong!"
He didn't even dare look Yuanshi in the eye.
As soon as he finished speaking, a force struck him head-on and blasted him into the mountain wall opposite.
"I asked why?!"
"Give me an explanation!"
Yuanshi roared.
By now, Yellow Dragon Zhenren knew he could no longer hide the truth.
Things had gone completely beyond his control.
He had no choice but to confess.
"This disciple never obtained the Yin Yang Jiao Dan..."
Yellow Dragon Zhenren had no choice but to recount what had happened at Lingganhu and with the Yin Yang Twin Flood Dragons.
"So you're saying that back then, at Lingganhu, you killed the Profound Fiend Python, but a Heavenly Immortal stole the Xuanling Fruit?"
"And later, in the battle against the Yin Yang Twin Flood Dragons, you lost to that same person, who also took the Yin Yang Jiao Dan?"
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