East Prince Gong Courts Fuxi and Nuwa

The atmosphere in the great hall instantly tensed.

Bai Ze quietly stepped forward, his feather fan gently swaying. While it seemed casual, he had already locked onto Xuan Qing's aura.

Several other Demon Saints also secretly circulated their magical power, and the formations within the Demon Court's great hall began to subtly hum.

Xuan Qing, however, acted as if he noticed none of this, his gaze fixed solely on Tai Yi.

Tai Yi suddenly laughed, his voice echoing through the hall, dispelling some of the palpable tension.

"Good! Daoist Xuan Qing speaks frankly!" Tai Yi exclaimed, clapping his hands. "Those three spiritual treasures, this Emperor promises them to you!"

"Your Majesty!" Bai Ze couldn't help but interject.

Tai Yi raised a hand to stop him and continued addressing Xuan Qing, "However, words alone are not enough."

"The Witch Clan is powerful, their Ancestor Witches are formidable, especially that thirteenth Ancestor Witch, Chen Tian. He is mysterious and unpredictable, and he wields the God-Slaying Spear."

"If Daoist friend wishes to obtain the spiritual treasures, you must earn significant merit in battle that will convince everyone."

"That is only natural," Xuan Qing said coldly. "Since I have joined the Demon Court, I will contribute. I will kill Chen Tian!"

"Excellent!" Tai Yi rose from his throne and announced loudly, "From this day forward, Daoist Xuan Qing shall be my Demon Court's Azure Emperor, holding the same rank as the Demon Master. He need not bow to any Emperor and may establish his own palace."

He swept his gaze across the demons in the hall. "The Demon Master Kunpeng will arrive soon. By then, our Demon Court will have five Quasi-Saints! Though the Witch Clan is strong, what is there to fear?"

"Heavenly Emperor is wise!" the demons below the throne cheered in unison, their spirits lifted.

Having another powerful ally was always a good thing.

Xuan Qing nodded slightly, accepting the arrangement.

He didn't care about titles or positions. As long as the Demon Court could help him deal with the Witch Clan and reclaim the three spiritual treasures that had been transformed from his "wives," that was enough.

"If that is the case, I shall reside in the Demon Court for now," Xuan Qing said, turning away. His green daoist robe fluttered. "When the Witch Clan attacks, or when we march, you may summon me."

Before his words had even finished, he had already transformed into a streak of green sword light and flown out of the great hall, clearly intending to find a quiet place to settle.

Silence fell upon the hall.

Bai Ze said with concern, "Your Majesty, this person is like a double-edged sword. If used well, he can wound the enemy, but if used poorly, he might wound us."

Tai Yi sat back on his throne, the heroic smile on his face gone, a sharp glint flashing in his eyes.

"It matters not," he said calmly. "Precisely because he is a sharp sword, we must use him. As for those three spiritual treasures..."

He paused, then looked in the direction of Buzhou Mountain, a cold smile curving his lips.

"After the war between the Witch and Demon clans, if he is still alive to take them, what harm is there in giving them to him? If he loses his life..."

He did not finish the sentence.

But Bai Ze understood Tai Yi's intentions perfectly.

"Bai Ze."

"This subject is here."

"Expedite contact with all parties of the demon race. Once Kunpeng arrives, it will be time for our Demon Court to march on Buzhou Mountain!"

While Tai Yi was busy preparing to march on the Witch Clan, East Prince Gong was not idle.

After establishing the Immortal Court, he used the System to locate Yingzhou and Fangzhang islands.

Both immortal islands were rich in spiritual energy and attracted many rogue cultivators to join.

As the Immortal Court grew stronger, his System would grant him rewards, which he would then use to develop the Immortal Court further.

This cycle allowed the Immortal Court's overall strength to become not much weaker than the Demon Court's.

East Prince Gong had also broken through to the mid-stage Quasi-Saint realm.

However, he had severed two corpses, making him stronger than Tai Yi in a one-on-one fight.

But besides him, there wasn't a single other Quasi-Saint in the entire Immortal Court.

Their high-end combat power was far inferior to the Demon Court's.

East Prince Gong, carrying the Top-grade Innate Spiritual Treasures rewarded to him by the System, directly arrived at Buzhou Mountain, the dojo of Fuxi and Nuwa.

Fuxi and Nuwa were currently discussing the Dao.

Upon sensing East Prince Gong's aura, though they felt a sense of confusion, they still came out to greet him.

"Does Daoist friend have an important matter in coming to our dojo?" Fuxi asked calmly, as if he had already expected East Prince Gong to seek them out.

After the second lecture in Zixiao Palace, he and Nuwa had also severed one corpse, successfully advancing to the Quasi-Saint realm.

Although East Prince Gong was currently a mid-stage Quasi-Saint and had severed two corpses, if they wished to leave, he certainly wouldn't be able to stop them.

"This seat has come to invite the two of you to join my Immortal Court," East Prince Gong said plainly.

Before Fuxi could speak, he produced two Top-grade Innate Spiritual Treasures.

"If Daoist friends are willing to join my Immortal Court, these two spiritual treasures will be gifted to you."

Fuxi and Nuwa exchanged glances but did not immediately respond to East Prince Gong.

While two Top-grade spiritual treasures were indeed precious.

But now the Immortal Court and the Demon Court were opposed. If they joined the Immortal Court, they would surely offend Tai Yi.

What's more, the Little White Dragon in their cave dwelling, who had calculated the general trend of the Great Desolation, had said that the Immortal Court was destined for destruction.

If they joined the Immortal Court, wouldn't that be throwing themselves into a fire pit?

"Fellow Daoist, allow me to discuss it with my brother," Nuwa said, and without giving Fuxi time to react, she pulled him into the cave dwelling.

East Prince Gong didn't mind waiting. Two Top-grade Innate Spiritual Treasures – he didn't believe the two could resist the temptation.

Inside the cave dwelling, the formation that isolated the outside world flowed quietly.

Nuwa waved her hand to set up a restriction, the gentle smile on her face disappearing, replaced by a calmness that saw through worldly affairs.

Fuxi frowned slightly, the phantom image of the Eight Trigrams Array Diagram flickering around him.

"Brother, he has indeed come," Nuwa's voice carried a trace of imperceptible solemnity.

"As expected," Fuxi nodded. "Although his Immortal Court has gathered some rogue cultivators and is gaining momentum, it lacks top-tier Great Powers with deep foundations who can stand on their own."

"The Three Pure Ones are in seclusion in Kunlun, Ming He occupies the Sea of Blood, Zhenyuanzi and Hong Yun are inseparable, and Kunpeng has joined the Demon Court..."

"My brother and I are probably the easiest and most worthwhile targets to win over in his eyes."

"Two Top-grade Innate Spiritual Treasures... what a grand gesture." Nuwa's fingertips brushed over her sleeve, where the aura of Creation faintly flowed. She looked at Fuxi.

"What is Brother's intention?"

Fuxi did not answer immediately. His gaze drifted towards the depths of the cave dwelling.

There was a clear spring, and by its source lay a little dragon, entirely silver-white, with a pair of crystalline horns on its head.

The little dragon was only a few dozen feet long, its aura somewhat weak, and a deep, obscure karma coiled around it, but its dragon eyes were exceptionally spirited.

This Little White Dragon was encountered by the two of them at the end of the Dragon-Phoenix Tribulation.

At that time, the karma borne by the Three Clans was already difficult to suppress, and many among the Dragon Clan had been driven mad by karma.

If this Little White Dragon hadn't been saved by the two of them, it would likely have met the same fate of madness.

"Let's hear what Little White has to say," Fuxi said slowly. "Since he informed us of the general trend of the Great Desolation, his predictions have rarely been wrong."

Nuwa nodded and softly called out, "Little White, come here."