The Demon Teacher's Position: Kunpeng Joins the Demon Race! A Place to Spread the Western Teachings?

The North Sea.

Towering waves churned, black clouds loomed overhead, and baleful energy filled the air.

At that moment, a magnificent palace floated above the towering waves.

A mysterious aura emanated from the palace.

Inside, countless formations and wards had been laid, allowing it to withstand powerful attacks.

Even a Great Principle Golden Immortal would be unable to break through them.

This was Kunpeng's abode.

After Ancestor Hongjun's third lecture had ended, Kunpeng had returned here at once.

He had paid no heed to worldly affairs and had been cultivating inside his palace ever since.

"Hmm?"

Suddenly, Kunpeng, who had been sitting cross-legged inside the palace, snapped his eyes open. A chill surrounded him, and he cast a frigid gaze in one direction.

The next moment, Kunpeng's figure flashed and vanished from where he stood.

When he reappeared, he was already outside the palace.

At the same time, a figure swept over from the distance. The newcomer stepped on Golden Crow Divine Fire and was entirely unaffected by the North Abyss's frigid air.

Who else could it be but Dijun, the Yao Emperor of the Demon Race Heavenly Court?

After learning that Jieyin and Zhunti had joined the Immortal Court, Dijun had decided to descend from the heavens for a visit. This was exactly where he had come.

Seeing Dijun approach, Kunpeng frowned slightly, suspicion stirring in his heart.

Strange. Why has Dijun come to see me?

I have no quarrel with the Demon Race.

After a brief hesitation, Kunpeng asked, "Why has the Yao Emperor come to my cold and desolate abode instead of enjoying himself in the Heavenly Court?"

Dijun smiled calmly and said, "Fellow Daoist Kunpeng."

"I have come to invite you to join my Heavenly Court!"

At this, Kunpeng's expression remained indifferent. He clearly wasn't interested, and replied coolly, "I'm afraid I must decline."

"I have no such intention."

Although Kunpeng was also a member of the Demon Race, he did not belong to the Heavenly Court's faction.

It was the same with Nuwa and Fuxi.

Of course, Dijun had already persuaded Nuwa and Fuxi to join the Heavenly Court.

He had even bestowed upon them the titles of Xi Huang and Wa Huang!

Hearing Kunpeng's answer, Dijun said, "There's no need to rush into refusing, Fellow Daoist Kunpeng."

"If you're willing to join the Heavenly Court, I can give you the position of Demon Teacher and let you share in the Demon Race's supreme fortune."

Dijun's words moved Kunpeng somewhat.

"This..."

He narrowed his eyes slightly, putting on a hesitant look.

Dijun saw right through him.

He knew that the terms he had offered weren't enough to sway Kunpeng.

After a brief pause, Dijun continued, "Fellow Daoist Kunpeng."

"As long as you agree to join my Demon Race..."

"I can also offer you a great opportunity."

At this, Kunpeng narrowed his eyes and asked doubtfully, "Oh?"

"What opportunity?"

Dijun didn't keep him in suspense. He said outright, "I can help you seize the Primordial Violet Qi from Hong Yun!"

The moment Dijun said this, Kunpeng's expression changed.

At the mention of Hong Yun, hatred surged in his heart, and murderous intent blazed in his eyes.

Thinking back, if Hong Yun hadn't played the good Samaritan and given up his seat to Jieyin and Zhunti, those two from the Western Lands wouldn't have set their sights on him afterward.

In the end, they had caused him to lose his place on the meditation cushion.

It was only during Ancestor Hongjun's third lecture that Kunpeng had realized the truth.

Those six places on the meditation cushions had been places reserved for future Saints.

The Three Pure Ones, Nuwa, Jieyin, and Zhunti had all received treasures from Hongjun, and each had been given a strand of Primordial Violet Qi, the Foundation of the Great Dao.

What's more, Hongjun had explicitly told them that all six would become Saints in the future!

Thinking of how Hong Yun had cost him his chance to become a Saint, Kunpeng's hatred surged like a tempest.

What made it even harder for him to accept was that...

After distributing six strands of Primordial Violet Qi, Ancestor Hongjun had produced a seventh, saying that whoever had the destined fortune could claim it.

In the end, that seventh strand of Primordial Violet Qi had fallen directly into Hong Yun's hands.

Whenever Kunpeng thought of this, his hatred was impossible to quell.

All these years, he had devoted himself to cultivation.

He had been waiting for his strength to advance further so he could settle the score with Hong Yun.

Now that Dijun had offered to help him seize the Primordial Violet Qi from Hong Yun, Kunpeng was tempted.

After all, Hong Yun was powerful in his own right, and he was close friends with Zhenyuanzi.

Kunpeng likely couldn't handle Hong Yun alone.

After a moment's thought, determination flashed in Kunpeng's eyes. He nodded and said, "Fine. I agree to join the Demon Race!"

Dijun was overjoyed that Kunpeng had agreed.

Kunpeng might not become a Saint in the future, but he was still a Quasi-Saint powerhouse.

Such strength would be a great boon to the Demon Race!

"In that case, Demon Teacher, come with me to the Demon Race Heavenly Court!"

Dijun smiled at Kunpeng.

Kunpeng nodded and gave a light wave of his hand. The palace floating above the towering waves shrank and was drawn into his sleeve. Then he departed with Dijun.

On the way to the Heavenly Court, Dijun also told him what had happened.

Jieyin and Zhunti had joined the Immortal Court.

Kunpeng also harbored a great deal of resentment toward the two men from the Western Lands.

If those shameless fellows hadn't complained at Zixiao Palace back then, he wouldn't have lost his chance to become a Saint!

Meanwhile.

At Zifu Prefecture in the East Sea.

Immortal Light blazed, and Ten Thousand Immortals had gathered.

At that moment, East King Duke was personally leading the Immortal Court's immortals to welcome Jieyin and Zhunti outside Zifu Prefecture.

Soon, Jieyin and Zhunti appeared, with disciples such as Jia Ye following behind them.

Seeing the two arrive, East King Duke led the immortals forward with warm smiles.

"It is a great honor for Zifu Prefecture that you two fellow Daoists have joined my Immortal Court!"

East King Duke spoke courteously.

Jieyin smiled faintly and put his palms together in salute. "You're too kind, Your Majesty."

Zhunti paid East King Duke no mind. Instead, he looked around with a beaming smile, his eyes gleaming.

Before long, Jieyin and Zhunti arrived at the Immortal Palace Hall, escorted by East King Duke.

After entering the hall, Jieyin got straight to the point. "Your Majesty, we're willing to join the Zifu Prefecture Immortal Court."

"However..."

Jieyin paused, then added, "I need East King Duke to grant me a region where I can spread the teachings of the Western Lands."

"And your people must not interfere there."

East King Duke's expression remained unchanged as he heard Jieyin's terms.

He understood perfectly well.

Getting Jieyin and Zhunti to join the Immortal Court would naturally come at a price.

Jieyin's demand for a region was nothing more than an attempt to use Zifu Prefecture's territory to cultivate followers.

"Which region of Zifu Prefecture do you have in mind, Fellow Daoist Jieyin?"

After a brief silence, East King Duke asked.

Jieyin didn't hesitate. He slowly raised a hand and drew a golden circle in the air.

The circle widened rapidly, soon encompassing a large region of Zifu Prefecture.

"This entire area is to be designated as a place for the Western Teachings to spread. The Immortal Court must not interfere."

"Does that suit you, Your Majesty?"

East King Duke didn't change expression. Though the region Jieyin had marked out was vast, he still nodded in agreement.

"Fine. We'll do as you say, Fellow Daoist Jieyin!"