"Bastard! Bastard!"
"Di Jun's taking a dump right on top of me!"
"I had only just established the Donghua Immortal Palace, and he immediately founded the Demon Race and established the Heavenly Court."
"With his reputation, I'm afraid plenty of demons will go over to him!"
As soon as the words fell!
Donghua Daoist was so furious that his Three Corpses nearly leaped out. He gripped the God Slaying Sword and slashed.
A ten-thousand-zhang sword beam swept out, shearing the tops off several mountains.
"Dong Wang Gong, please calm down!"
Beside him, a stunningly beautiful woman spoke to Dong Wang Gong.
"Calm down? How am I supposed to calm down? Xi Wang Mu, why don't you teach me?"
Dong Wang Gong roared.
"Dong Wang Gong, you intend to rule the Primordial World, and Di Jun has the same ambition. This time, he has merely made his first move against you. Although you've suffered a setback, what matters most now is to consider what to do next."
Xi Wang Mu spoke earnestly.
"What to do? Obviously, wait for the various races of the Primordial World to come over." Dong Wang Gong put away the God Slaying Sword and sneered.
"Is that your plan, Dong Wang Gong?" Xi Wang Mu frowned.
"Do you have a better idea? I hold the God Slaying Sword, and the Dao Ancestor personally appointed me the leader of the male immortals. What else do I need to do?" Dong Wang Gong didn't understand what Xi Wang Mu meant.
"Of course you should take the initiative to recruit talented people. Although many immortals are joining you, wouldn't it be faster to work on both fronts? Accept those who come to you while actively recruiting others."
"That would be far better than sitting around and waiting, wouldn't it? Besides, if you recruit them first, the Demon Race won't be able to."
Xi Wang Mu replied.
"Good! I'll send people out at once to recruit the hundred billion races of the Primordial World!"
"Not only that, I'll tour the Primordial World myself and make friends with its mighty figures!"
Having made his decision, Dong Wang Gong quickly issued the order to tour the Primordial World.
"Big Brother, what do you think we should do?" On a certain mountaintop, Nuwa asked Fu Xi.
"We'll see how things go. We're included in the Demon Race, but if Di Jun turns out to be useless, why should we join him?" Fu Xi replied.
Jieyin and Zhunti had already set off for the East.
They were quite surprised by the news that Di Jun had established the Heavenly Court.
"How interesting. It seems that at the Dao Ancestor's next lecture, Donghua Daoist and the Di Jun brothers will clash." Daoist Jieyin said.
"Mm. I'd rather see Di Jun get humiliated." Daoist Zhunti chuckled.
The Witch Clan!
"A scruffy bird dares call himself the Heavenly Emperor? Did he ask your Grandpa Zhu Rong first?" Zhu Rong roared, flames shooting several zhang above his head.
"Zhu Rong, focus on your cultivation. It's not time to act yet. Sooner or later, this Primordial World will belong to the Witch Clan."
A voice stopped Zhu Rong.
Meanwhile,
Following Li Mo's unspoken guidance, Di Jun was also preparing to tour the Primordial World and make friends with its mighty figures.
As for recruiting the hundred billion races of the Primordial World,
Bai Ze had already started working on that before the Heavenly Court was established.
The first race to join the newly established Heavenly Court was the Qingqiu Fox Clan.
Xihe and Changxi stayed on the Sun Star to receive the races that came over.
Before leaving, Di Jun insisted on bringing Li Mo along.
Li Mo was more than happy to go, and he had already pointed Di Jun toward a destination.
"Big Brother, let's go to Wuzhuang Temple first!" Li Mo said at once.
Wuzhuang Temple! It has a Ginseng Fruit Tree. Heh heh heh.
"What is Wuzhuang Temple?" his second brother, Eastern Emperor Tai Yi, asked.
"Wuzhuang Temple is Zhen Yuanzi's place of cultivation. You should remember him—he was there when Hong Jun gave his lecture." Li Mo explained.
Hong Yun might be at Wuzhuang Temple, too. That means we can recruit him without having to go to Fire Cloud Cave.
Hearing this, Di Jun nodded.
Hong Yun and Zhen Yuanzi were both mighty figures of the Primordial World.
It would be great if they could recruit them.
And so the three demons headed straight for Wuzhuang Temple.
"Big Brother, if you ask me, there's no need to waste time talking. Anyone who refuses can just be beaten into submission. Then they'll have no choice but to yield." Second Brother Tai Yi said.
Second Brother, oh, Second Brother! You're just like the second senior brother. These are all mighty figures of the Primordial World. Anyone who made it into the Purple Cloud Palace is no pushover. Every one of them has a skill or two.
Hong Yun's a good-natured fellow who makes friends everywhere. He probably has plenty of friends. Zhen Yuanzi has the top-grade Innate Spiritual Treasure, the Earth Book. Its defensive power is on par with the Hetu Luoshu, so he won't be easy to deal with!
If we can't kill them, we'll just make two enemies for ourselves. No, wait! A whole bunch of enemies. A softhearted fool may be a fool, but he has lots of friends.
That powerful? The Earth Book's defense is comparable to the Hetu Luoshu? We can't underestimate him.
Di Jun muttered to himself, then said to Tai Yi, "Second Brother, our purpose this time is to recruit them. Since we're here to recruit, we should avoid fighting if we can. We should only resort to it if there's no other choice."
"That's strange. When did you become so mild-mannered, Big Brother?" Tai Yi asked, puzzled.
As far as he could remember, the two brothers had always been like powder kegs, ready to explode at the slightest spark.
That was mainly because they had been born on the Sun Star, and their bodies contained endless Solar True Fire.
It was perfectly normal for them to have fiery tempers. It was being mild-mannered that seemed strange.
"Wuzhuang Temple on Longevity Mountain is just ahead. Let's stop here," Li Mo said.
"We're still a ways off. Let's go take a look first." Eastern Emperor Tai Yi rushed ahead, transforming into a streak of light.
On the way, there was a BANG! Golden light burst through the air.
Then came the sound of something shattering like glass.
"What happened?" Li Mo asked.
"A formation was broken. This is awkward—I didn't expect to crash right through the formation around Longevity Mountain." Di Jun's expression stiffened, and he let out an awkward laugh.
Second Brother's a little reckless. He actually crashed through the formation. I hope Zhen Yuanzi doesn't hold it against us. But what kind of formation was that? It was awful!
Li Mo grumbled inwardly.
Before they even reached Wuzhuang Temple, a great fire suddenly broke out inside.
The three exchanged glances at the sight.
Something had happened at Wuzhuang Temple!
"Let's go see what's going on,"
Di Jun said.
In an instant, the group hurried toward Wuzhuang Temple.
By then, Wuzhuang Temple was already in complete chaos.
The two young Daoist attendants, Qing Feng and Ming Yue, saw what was happening and cried out.
"What's going on? Why did a fire suddenly break out?" Qing Feng asked.
"The formation's broken! Someone's broken in! Hurry to the back courtyard and check on the Ginseng Fruit Tree! I'll put out the fire!" Ming Yue cried anxiously. He immediately cast a spell, summoning clouds and rain to douse the flames.
But the flames didn't die down. They only grew more intense, leaping three zhang into the air.
Before long, all of Wuzhuang Temple had been reduced to ruins.
"What kind of fire is this? Why won't water put it out?"
Ming Yue dispersed the clouds, his face full of worry. He was already covered in soot.
The flames had nearly surrounded him, as if they were about to burn him alive.
"Old Ancestor! Please come back quickly! If you don't, Longevity Mountain will be finished!" Ming Yue cried as he fled from the flames.
He was only a True Immortal, and the fire had nearly burned him to death.
But just then, he saw three streaks of light rapidly approaching.
Three figures stopped in midair. They were none other than Li Mo and the Di Jun brothers.
"Samadhi True Fire?" As soon as Di Jun spoke, he swept out a sleeve.
In an instant, the flames inside Wuzhuang Temple seemed to recognize their master.
They rushed straight into Di Jun's body!
That was the only way he could put the fire out.
You can actually absorb Samadhi True Fire? That's impressive. Why didn't you just douse it with water? Don't you know how?
Li Mo grumbled inwardly, then swooped down and asked, "Young Daoist, is Immortal Zhen Yuanzi here?"
But before the young Daoist attendant could answer, Qing Feng stumbled out from the back mountain.
"Ming Yue! This is bad, this is bad! The Ginseng Fruits have been stolen!"
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