Junior Disciple Brother, Stop Talking! You're Spitting Blood All Over My Face!

The stage was a gruesome sight.

Although Pharmacist Daoist had surrendered.

The Zha Zha Hui Sword Qi's residual power still lingered.

His entire body was like a broken faucet.

Every now and then, a stream of blood would shoot out.

Jie Yin Daoist couldn't bear to watch any longer.

He showed a pained expression and sighed.

"Amitabha, Amitabha."

He raised his hand and sent out a gentle golden light of a sage.

It was infused with the healing power of the Golden Lotus of Merit and entered Pharmacist's body.

Hummm--

A sage's intervention was indeed extraordinary.

That stubborn True Damage Law was finally suppressed by force.

Pharmacist Daoist's wounds slowly healed.

The exaggerated blood-spraying effect finally stopped.

However, whenever he tried to speak, some blood would still leak out.

Pharmacist Daoist's face was pale as he weakly returned to the Western Teachings' camp.

As soon as he stood firm, he saw Maitreya Daoist squinting his signature smiling eyes.

His face showed a relieved expression, as if glad it wasn't him.

Pharmacist was furious and couldn't help but retort.

"Junior Brother Maitreya, were you just waiting below to watch the show?"

"While I was up there bleeding, you were smiling happier than anyone else!"

The smile on Maitreya's face stiffened, and he quickly waved his hands, arguing earnestly.

"Senior Brother, what are you saying!"

"Am I the kind of person who gloats over others' misfortune?"

"I was moved by Senior Brother's tenacious and unyielding spirit!"

"Besides, I didn't go up purely because I'm cautious and afraid of making a fool of myself."

Pharmacist rolled his eyes and said grumpily.

"As if I like losing face!"

"Who knew Golden Spirit Holy Mother had this kind of underworld magic treasure?"

Dizang, who was still sulking nearby, slowly raised his head and added insult to injury.

"I already said there was a problem."

"When Bixiao asked me if my Dao Heart was stable, I should have known it was a trap."

"When Jin Ling asked you, I even gave you a look."

"But you insisted on saying you were stable, and now look, you're spitting blood higher than anyone else."

The three senior brothers of the Western Teachings were bickering amongst themselves.

The sages on the high platform were not idle either.

Zhun Ti Daoist looked at the chaotic scene below.

He couldn't help but look at the Three Pure Ones and asked doubtfully.

"Three Senior Brothers, what exactly is going on?"

"Why have your three sects started using these strange and monstrous things?"

"You're shouting 'rebellious son' and 'Zha Zha Hui'."

"Isn't this situation going a bit off track?"

Hearing this, Sect Master Tongtian not only didn't feel embarrassed.

Instead, he straightened his back and laughed proudly.

"Hahahaha, Junior Brother Zhun Ti, you wouldn't understand this!"

"This is called innovation, this is called Three Thousand Great Daos, all paths lead to the same destination!"

As he spoke, Sect Master Tongtian waved his hand.

A gentle wave of magic power directly swept Zhao Gongming from below and pulled him to his side.

Tongtian acted like a proud father showing off a perfectly marked exam paper.

Patting Zhao Gongming's shoulder, he unleashed a torrent of words towards the Two Sages of the West.

"Come, come, let me introduce you."

"This is the Outer Sect's senior disciple of my Jie Sect, Zhao Gongming!"

"Those magic treasures that opened your eyes just now."

"The Sword of Father's Love Like a Mountain, the 'Scumbag Hui' Saber, all came from his hands!"

"How about it, the Dao of Artifacts talent of my disciple."

"Isn't it terrifying? Aren't you envious?"

Upon hearing this, the pupils of the Two Sages of the West constricted sharply.

Their gazes fixed intently on Zhao Gongming.

"It was merely the effect of the magic treasures?"

"They can ignore realm control and ignore defense for true damage."

"Such artifact refining skill is indeed terrifying!"

Although Jie Yin and Zhun Ti felt a pang of jealousy in their hearts.

They had to admit that Zhao Gongming was truly a genius.

Facing the scrutiny of the two Sages.

Zhao Gongming did not become arrogant but maintained his usual humble demeanor.

He bowed slightly, extending his index finger and thumb.

He made a "just a little bit" gesture, speaking with feigned modesty.

"You two Martial Uncles flatter me."

"This disciple was merely lucky and has only a little talent."

"Really, just a tiny bit."

Seeing Zhao Gongming's gesture, which seemed to encompass the universe in his fingertips, Zhun Ti's mouth twitched.

"Believe that nonsense!"

"Just a little, my foot!"

Seeing that Tongtian was about to continue boasting, Laozi spoke up at the opportune moment, steering the conversation back on track.

"Alright, since this Dao discussion."

"All three matches were won due to Zhao Gongming's magic treasures."

"The primary credit for this goes to Gongming."

Laozi's gaze swept across the entire venue as he spoke calmly.

"The remaining rewards, including Martial Brother Tongtian's True Explanation of Formations."

"And the Daluo Sarira from the two Martial Brothers of the West."

"Will also be bestowed upon Zhao Gongming."

"Does anyone have any objections?"

The disciples of the four sects below fell silent, shaking their heads in unison.

"Are you kidding!"

"Who would dare have any objections?"

Didn't they see Medicine Master Buddha still clutching his chest?

Didn't they see Cihang still covering his face?

This Zhao Gongming was a walking Social Death machine.

He was someone they couldn't afford to offend, absolutely couldn't!

Seeing no one objected, Laozi waved his sleeve, sending the rewards into Zhao Gongming's hands.

Following that, the Three Pure Ones and the Two Sages of the West exchanged glances.

"The Dao discussion has concluded, and we Sages should now go to the Eight Sceneries Palace to discuss this Hunyuan Dao Fruit."

"You disciples shall remain here and interact with each other to deepen your bonds."

With that, the figures of the five Sages faded and disappeared into the clouds.

As soon as the Sages left, the atmosphere at the scene immediately became subtle.

The disciples of the three sects looked at Zhao Gongming.

Although their eyes burned with desire, they also knew the rules.

"Top-tier heavenly materials and earthly treasures, alas, we don't have any."

"Disperse, disperse, go back and search diligently for treasures, and strive to have Senior Brother refine one for us as soon as possible."

Most disciples, due to their empty pockets, could only leave with regret.

At this moment, Daoist Duo Bao approached with a sly grin.

He slung an arm around Zhao Gongming's neck and said like a close friend, "Heh heh, Junior Brother."

"Now that the extraneous people are gone."

"Shouldn't we be talking about Senior Brother's magic treasure?"

"Senior Brother has brought out his most prized possessions..."

Before Duo Bao could finish speaking, hurried footsteps suddenly came from the side.

They saw three disciples from the Western Teachings.

Medicine Master, Maitreya, and Dizang, all walking over in unison.

The Pharmacist Daoist leading them, though pale, maintained an exceptionally polite attitude, even with a hint of flattery.

"Um, Senior Brother Zhao Gongming, please wait."

The Pharmacist Daoist cupped his hands in a salute, his tone sincere.

"In that battle just now, this humble Daoist lost and is utterly convinced."

"The magic treasure Senior Brother refined truly captures the creation of heaven and earth, its workings beyond mortal comprehension!"

"This humble Daoist also wishes to request one!"

Zhao Gongming raised an eyebrow, somewhat surprised.

These people from the Western Teachings, are they that bold?

Coming to buy weapons right after getting beaten?

"The three Junior Brothers also want one?"

Zhao Gongming smiled.

"But you know my rules, you need top-tier heavenly materials and earthly treasures..."

"We have them, we have them!"

Medicine Master clapped his hands with a smile.

"Although the West is poor, we Junior Brothers are still direct disciples of a Saint, so we have some assets."

Seeing this, Daoist Duo Bao's eyes darted.

He immediately released Zhao Gongming's neck.

Adopting the magnanimous demeanor of the Jie Sect's Senior Disciple Brother.

"Since the three Junior Brothers from the Western Teachings are so sincere."

"Then Senior Brother will not compete for this turn."

"Guests should be treated with hospitality, we must fulfill our duties as hosts!"

"Junior Brother Gongming, you refine one for them first!"

"I'm not in a hurry, I'm not in a hurry!"

Duo Bao's mind was calculating rapidly.

Let these three suckers test the waters first.

See what peculiar side effects there are.

So he'd have some psychological preparation!

Zhao Gongming, knowing Duo Bao's intentions, didn't expose him.

He smiled and gestured for the three of Medicine Master to follow him.

"Since that's the case, three Junior Brothers, please accompany me to my cave dwelling."

On the way to Zhao Gongming's cave dwelling.

The Pharmacist Daoist appeared exceptionally excited, chattering incessantly around Zhao Gongming.

"Senior Brother Zhao, your sword is truly too powerful!"

"Pfft--!"

As he spoke, he spat out a mouthful of blood.

"It ignores defense, my Sixteen-Foot Golden Body couldn't even withstand it!"

"Pfft--!"

Another mouthful of blood splashed onto Zhao Gongming's sleeve.

"Senior Brother, what kind of magic treasure do you think suits my physique?"

"Pfft--!"

As Zhao Gongming walked, he had to skillfully maneuver to dodge the Medicine Master's blood spray.

Looking at the Medicine Master, whose face was covered in blood but who was still excitedly babbling.

Zhao Gongming finally couldn't take it anymore and said with a look of collapse.

"Medicine Master Junior Brother..."

"I'm begging you, Senior Brother, can you just stop talking?"

"Every time you speak, you spray blood."

"This Daoist robe is really hard to wash, hey!!!"