The Recording Stone Was a Huge Hit! Bull Demon King: Senior Brother's Tastes Are Truly Unique!

The tense atmosphere that had originally filled Kunlun Mountain's plaza had now dissipated.

Zhao Gongming looked up at the high platform with a smile, watching Tongtian and Zhun Ti bicker.

Even though Yuanshi kept a stern face, he couldn't suppress the smile tugging at his lips.

Laozi and Jie Yin could only shake their heads helplessly as they watched them.

Zhao Gongming couldn't help but marvel inwardly.

Now this is the kind of relationship between the Sages I can get behind. They were all classmates who listened to lectures at the Purple Cloud Palace, and after graduation, they all started businesses in the Primordial Era.

Even if they were commercial rivals, it wasn't as though they had to fight to the death.

The Primordial Era really was wonderful like this.

Just then, Maitreya cheerfully tucked the Recording Stone away.

His face was alight with excitement, as if he'd gotten his hands on some vital secret.

Zhao Gongming stepped over and gave Maitreya a light pat on the shoulder.

"Junior Brother, you know the rules, right? If you see it, you get a share."

Maitreya glanced back at him with a reassuring look and chuckled.

"Don't worry, Senior Brother. I'll make sure to send you the clearest footage later."

Medicine Master also put away his magical treasure.

The clear, foolish look in Yellow Dragon's eyes, like that of a college student, slowly faded.

Intelligence reclaimed the high ground.

Yellow Dragon looked around in bewilderment and shook his head. His mind felt like it was full of paste.

"What exactly happened just now?"

Seeing his fellow disciples around him trying to suppress their laughter while giving him sympathetic looks, he suddenly had a bad feeling.

Before Guang Chengzi and the others could explain,

a round figure suddenly appeared in front of Yellow Dragon as if teleporting.

It was Maitreya Daoist, who never passed up a chance to watch the commotion!

"Senior Brother, you're awake! Don't you remember what happened just now?"

"No problem. Your junior brother will help you remember!"

Maitreya wore an expression of helpful enthusiasm.

He whipped out the Recording Stone and channeled his magical power into it.

A huge screen unfurled in midair.

The footage was crystal clear, even the sound effects perfectly reproduced.

Onscreen, Medicine Master wore an apron and sang a song.

Yellow Dragon True Person, meanwhile, had his mouth twisted to one side and drool trickling down, his eyes vacant.

He clapped his hands and giggled like an idiot.

Every so often, he even shouted, "Patrick Star! Catch jellyfish!"

He looked like the absolute bottom of the Twelve Golden Immortals of Chan Sect when it came to intelligence.

"!!!"

Yellow Dragon watched himself on the screen. His face went deathly pale, then flushed red, then turned purple.

His vision went black, and he nearly fainted on the spot.

Social Death!

This was even more despairing than his rampage just now!

"Turn it off! Hurry, turn it off!"

Yellow Dragon let out a bloodcurdling scream, wishing he could dig a hole in the ground and crawl into it.

Trembling, he looked at the fellow disciples around him, clasped his hands together, and begged pitifully.

"Senior and junior brothers, please!"

"Don't let this get out! Please, don't!"

"I still have to make a living in the Primordial Era! At least leave me my last shred of dignity!"

The disciples of the Three Teachings around them straightened up and thumped their chests as they promised.

"Don't worry, Senior Brother. We've had professional training. We absolutely won't let it get out!"

"That's right. We're the tightest-lipped people around!"

Yet the next second, a flurry of whispered conversations swept through the crowd.

"Hey, did you record that just now?"

"Of course. Every angle, no blind spots!"

"Send me a copy. I'll pay with heavenly materials and earthly treasures."

"Heavenly materials and earthly treasures? This is dirt on one of the Twelve Golden Immortals. It'd better be worth at least a low-grade Houtian Spirit Treasure, or I'm not selling!"

Hearing those devilish whispers, Yellow Dragon fell into utter despair.

He slumped to the ground, his eyes vacant.

Just then, Zhao Gongming walked over and patted Yellow Dragon on the shoulder, offering a heartfelt consolation.

"Senior Brother Huang Long, try to look on the bright side."

"As the saying goes, better to live on in disgrace than to die a glorious death."

"Tribulation Qi entering your body can cost you your life. At best, it'll ruin your foundation; at worst, you'll die and your Dao will vanish."

"Compared with that, losing a little face and suffering Social Death is a bargain if it lets you keep your life and cultivation. You came out way ahead!"

Yellow Dragon listened. Something about it seemed off, but it did sound like a reasonable point.

He could regain his reputation, but once he was dead, he was dead.

"Th-thank you, Junior Brother Gongming."

Yellow Dragon forced down his embarrassment, stood up, and bowed to Zhao Gongming and Medicine Master.

"Thank you, Junior Brother Zhao, for refining the magical treasure, and thank you, Junior Brother Medicine Master, for helping me."

"I'll remember this kindness."

Just then, the system's notification rang out in Zhao Gongming's mind once again.

[ Ding! Congratulations! The magical treasure you refined, the Wisdom-Reducing Rattle Drum, successfully resolved the Tribulation Qi that had entered the body! ]

[ Super Critical Reward triggered! ]

[ Congratulations! You have obtained: one pond of Three Lights Divine Water! ]

Holy crap, everyone else gets a few drops, but you're giving me a whole pond?

My system buddy really knows how to treat me!

Zhao Gongming's heart was already surging with waves of astonishment.

That was Three Lights Divine Water, the finest healing medicine in the Primordial Era.

Sunlight Divine Water wore away blood, essence, flesh, and bone.

Moonlight Divine Water corroded the primordial spirit and soul.

Starlight Divine Water devoured the True Spirit and consciousness.

Combined, the three were the finest sacred medicine in the Primordial Era.

As long as a person still had a breath left, even if their True Spirit was damaged and their origin depleted, it could bring them back from the dead.

The most famous example was when Sun Wukong toppled Zhen Yuanzi's Ginseng Fruit Tree during the Journey to the West Tribulation.

Guanyin Bodhisattva used Three Lights Divine Water to bring the Ginseng Fruit Tree back to life.

If I make good use of this whole pond of Three Lights Divine Water, won't that be like having several extra lives?

Zhao Gongming couldn't help blurting out an exclamation.

"That's amazing!!!"

His shout was rather loud, and quite a few people nearby turned to look.

The Bull Demon King, standing beside Zhao Gongming, was scratching his head and grinning foolishly.

At the words "That's amazing," the old ox froze.

A hint of shyness and pride appeared on his dark face.

He glanced at Zhao Gongming, then looked down at himself and thought,

I'd heard that Senior Brother Gongming has unique tastes!

I didn't expect Senior Brother to admire that part of our Ox Tribe so much.

And to praise it in front of everyone, too?

Heh, I suppose it's only natural!

I think it's pretty impressive too. Senior Brother really does have a good eye!

Just then, the Five Sages on the high platform exchanged glances, their expressions turning solemn.

"Silence!"

Yuanshi was a Sage, so whatever he said became law. Kunlun Mountain fell silent in an instant.

Laozi sat atop the Green Ox, his expression calm, and spoke slowly.

"Today's discussion of the Dao had its twists and turns, but it ended well. Still, the momentum of Heaven and Earth cannot be reversed."

"With the Tribulation approaching and Tribulation Qi appearing, what happened to Yellow Dragon is a warning."

Tongtian stepped forward two paces and continued.

"You are all disciples of Sages and enjoy the fortune of Heaven and Earth. You must also shoulder your responsibilities."

"Safeguarding the peace of the Primordial Era and passing through the Tribulation in peace is your duty, and one you cannot shirk!"

Jie Yin and Zhun Ti pressed their palms together.

"Excellent. This is also a perfect opportunity to experience the mortal world and temper your Dao Hearts."

Finally, Yuanshi Tianzun delivered the final decree.

"Receive our decree."

"Disciples of the Three Teachings and the Western Teachings may choose when to descend the mountain and undergo trials within the next hundred days."

"Enter the mortal world, slay demons and evils, follow the Heavenly Dao, and help the Primordial Era survive this Tribulation!"

"We respectfully obey the Sages' decree!"

Tens of thousands of disciples on the platform responded in unison, their voices shaking the heavens.

Standing among the crowd, Zhao Gongming listened to the mighty chorus, and his playful expression gradually faded.

He looked up at the firmament, as if he could see a faint blood-red haze gathering there.

Descend the mountain and undergo trials...

The Witch-Demon Tribulation is finally about to officially begin?