Yuan Hong: Am I going to be planted like a Ginseng Fruit? Breaking through to early Quasi-Saint!

He had figured out the key point.

Zhao Gongming coughed twice.

Suppressing his excitement,

he put on an inscrutable air and asked,

"Martial Uncles, since this is the tribulation in which the Western Teachings will rise to prominence,"

"what did you come to me for?"

"What are you thinking?"

Daoist Zhunti hurried over.

Rubbing his hands together, he said with a broad grin,

"Martial Nephew, look!"

"Before, you used those... well, amazing magic treasures."

"You got through the Witch-Demon Tribulation and the Investiture of the Gods crisis without shedding a drop of blood!"

"Your methods for safely getting through tribulations are second to none in the Primordial Era!"

"So my senior brother and I discussed it."

"Why not... let you take charge of this tribulation as well?"

"If you can help the Western Teachings rise to prominence, name whatever terms you like!"

Zhao Gongming's eyes instantly lit up like two-thousand-watt spotlights.

"You're putting me in charge of the Journey to the West Tribulation?!"

"Holy crap, this is like being handed a pillow just when you're sleepy!"

Countless deranged, absurd scenes from the Journey to the West instantly appeared in Zhao Gongming's mind.

"Gasp!"

Zhao Gongming sucked in a breath, overjoyed.

"I'm in!"

"I'm going to make a whole lot of Abstract Magic Treasures from the Journey to the West Tribulation!"

"I'll cover the entire Primordial Era in the Abstract Great Dao!"

"I'll turn the eighty-one trials,"

"into eighty-one legendary Social Death moments!"

Zhao Gongming slapped his chest without the slightest hesitation and agreed loudly.

"No problem. You two can count on me!"

"I'll take the job!"

"I guarantee the Western Teachings will become famous throughout the Primordial Era!"

Seeing how readily Zhao Gongming had agreed,

Jie Yin and Zhunti were overjoyed and thanked him repeatedly.

With business concluded,

Zhao Gongming