Hongjun's Deep Calculations and Reputation, Kunpeng Asks for the Secret Method

This scene was truly unexpected for everyone present!

The Sanqing were so terrified that they soiled themselves and fled into the palace, too scared to come out, just as the Dharma Body was about to strike.

Beichen's Dharma Body was merely a feint; he hadn't intended to truly attack the Sanqing.

Thus, as the three of them retreated into the palace, he withdrew his Dharma Body and slowly retracted it.

This was, after all, Old Ancestor Hongjun's dojo. Although Beichen had received the Great Dao's favor, and his Boundless Immortal Body of the Great Dao's combat power was close to the peak of the mid-Quasi-Saint stage, he was still insignificant before true Saints.

Hongjun was currently the foremost being in the Great Desolation. Beichen didn't want to provoke him too much and incur his killing intent.

If he hadn't stopped and insisted on driving his fist into the Purple Firmament Palace, he would have been courting death!

At that point, Old Ancestor Hongjun would have had a direct reason to kill him, and he wouldn't be able to leave today!

Watching Beichen slowly retract his Dharma Body, everyone felt an immense sense of awe. The profound Great Dao within it was still somewhat beyond their comprehension.

That level, the peak of mid-Quasi-Saint, was naturally beyond the scope of these perfected Grand Unity Golden Immortals.

Even for Nuwa, who had just entered the Quasi-Saint realm with the help of a Quasi-Saint Pill, this Dao was superior, forcing her to bow in submission!

The peak of mid-Quasi-Saint was more than enough to completely crush any early-Quasi-Saint. Even several Quasi-Saints joining forces would be unable to resist!

Inside the Purple Heaven Palace, amidst the shouts of the three, Old Ancestor Hongjun appeared.

"This Mystic Turtle ultimately dared not act rashly!" Hongjun sighed. "If he had attacked my Purple Heaven Palace with that Dharma Body, I would have exerted my full strength to tear him to shreds. That sliver of Dao's favor wouldn't have protected him. But he stopped!"

Hongjun's words were filled with regret. It was a pity that Beichen hadn't pressed further.

"Master, aren't you going to kill this Mystic Turtle?" Primordial Lord of Heaven looked at Old Ancestor Hongjun with extreme unwillingness. "This Mystic Turtle bullied your disciples with a Great Dao Dharma Body and tarnished your prestige. If you don't kill him, I fear Master will become a laughingstock of the Great Desolation!"

"Hmph, my disciple Primordial, stop spouting nonsense!" Hongjun waved his hand. "It's not that I don't want to kill this Mystic Turtle, but the time is not yet right!"

"Why?" Grand Pure Lord of Morality was also getting anxious. Thinking of his own pathetic escape just now filled him with shame, his old face flushing red. "Master, you are the foremost being in the Great Desolation. Who can you not kill?"

"This Mystic Turtle first disturbed your sermon, and then insulted my three disciples. How can we let him go?"

"Won't this make outsiders think the Purple Firmament Palace is easily bullied?"

Lingbao Moral Heavenly Venerate gritted his teeth hatefully. "I second that! Eldest Brother is right, the Mystic Turtle should be killed!"

"Heh heh, my three disciples, do not be hasty!" Hongjun sneered. "You three sought out that Mystic Turtle for trouble right after I finished my sermon; you were the ones who stirred up trouble first. Furthermore, this Mystic Turtle did not press further and attack my Purple Heaven Palace, which gives me no reason to act!"

"If I were to rashly attack and kill him, it would make the myriad cultivators of the Great Desolation think I am domineering and unjust! I will pretend to know nothing about the grievances between you and the Mystic Turtle. Wouldn't that demonstrate my magnanimity and earn me the praise of all cultivators?"

"This..." The Sanqing were momentarily speechless.

"But, we are avenging Master. Doesn't Master approve?"

Tongtian spoke directly.

"Heh heh, what approval? I gave you Quasi-Saint Pills for you to absorb the mysteries within and cultivate diligently. Instead, you consumed them to increase your cultivation and deal with the Mystic Turtle. What can I say?"

"So Master didn't mean that?" Tongtian questioned with his eyes. "Did I misinterpret Master's intentions?"

Old Ancestor Hongjun's gaze flickered, and he waved his hand. "You three go back first and remember to cultivate well! As for the Mystic Turtle Beichen, I will not let him off just like that!"

"This time, he manifested his Dharma Body before my Purple Firmament Palace, and I still did not act. The myriad cultivators of the Great Desolation should see my magnanimity. If the Mystic Turtle Beichen perishes in the future, I will have no relation to any blame."

Tongtian pondered for a moment, his divine eyes shifting. "Oh! This disciple understands."

Grand Pure and Primordial said nothing more. They clearly saw that Old Ancestor Hongjun's bestowal of the Quasi-Saint Pills was intended for them to deal with Beichen. They just hadn't expected to be instantly defeated upon their first attempt.

And he, Hongjun, as the foremost being in the Great Desolation, would never admit that this matter was his instruction, all to preserve his own reputation!

By not acting against Beichen, he had completely relegated this "farce" to the Sanqing, pretending he knew nothing about it!

Thinking of this, the Sanqing felt a sense of desolation, a feeling of being used by their own Master.

However, a Master was still a Master. He had given them Quasi-Saint Pills, allowing them to comprehend the profound mysteries of the Quasi-Saint realm. During their battle with Beichen, they had unknowingly stepped into the Quasi-Saint realm. This was enough for them to no longer resent Hongjun.

"This Mystic Turtle Beichen, I must devise a foolproof plan to eliminate him! First, I need to find a way to sever his connection with the Heaven and Earth Great Dao, and only then can I make a move!"

After the Sanqing left, Hongjun thought to himself.

In front of the Purple Heaven Palace, Nuwa, Fuxi, Hongyun, and the others bid farewell to Beichen and returned to their respective residences.

Beichen was not in a hurry to leave. Instead, he beckoned to the shadows: "Old Ancestor Kunpeng, Fellow Daoist Six-Eared Macaque, come out!"

A cute little monkey jumped out under everyone's watchful eyes. "Fellow Daoist Mystic Turtle, what about that three-thousand-year Great Dao?"

"Fellow Daoist Six-Eared, come back to the Three Immortal Islands with me. The three-thousand-year Great Dao is already completely under my control!"

"Wuwu, okay, that's great! Six-Eared will follow Fellow Daoist Mystic Turtle!"

Then, everyone looked towards Old Ancestor Kunpeng.

Beichen also turned his gaze towards him.

Seeing Old Ancestor Kunpeng fidgeting, he said, "Fellow Daoist Kunpeng, is there something you need from Beichen?"

"Fellow Daoist, your cultivation has improved so rapidly, reaching mid-Quasi-Saint already? Could Fellow Daoist tell Kunpeng the secret?"

"Heh heh!"

Beichen gave a faint smile. How could he not know that Kunpeng wanted to cultivate and advance quickly so he could seek revenge on Hong Yun?

"There are naturally secrets, but it's not convenient to talk about them now. We'll discuss them slowly after we return!" Beichen said. "Old Ancestor Kunpeng's Northern Darkness is very close to my Northern Sea. Feel free to visit the Three Immortal Islands in the Northern Sea in the future!"

As he spoke, Beichen sent out a decree: "Come find me anytime!"

With that, Beichen led everyone back.

"Master, just now we... couldn't help..."

Dijun and Taiyi felt a bit guilty.

Beichen waved his hand. "It has nothing to do with you. Don't feel bad!"

To put it bluntly, the Sanqing advancing to Quasi-Saint by taking pills earlier was not something Dijun and Taiyi could interfere with.

"Master, aren't the Three Immortal Islands in the East Sea? Why did you just tell Old Ancestor Kunpeng that they are in the Northern Sea?"

Changxi paid attention to the details and asked doubtfully.

Beichen calculated with his fingers, a smile on his face. "My Daoist dojo, the Three Immortal Islands, has already drifted into the Northern Sea!"