This Item Has No Fate With Me, Three Crows and Three Pure Ones

The battle between Ling Xiao and Jieyin reached a fever pitch; the scene was astonishing, with energy piercing the rainbow and dimming the sun and moon.

The Sun True Fire swallowed the heavens, drawing upon the essence of the sun to pour down a sky full of golden sacred flames, transforming into a boundless sea of fire that overturned the cosmos.

"Senior Brother! I come to assist you!"

Seeing that his senior brother Jieyin was losing, Zhun Ti let out a loud shout and prepared to join the fray, only to be intercepted by Di Jun and Tai Yi.

Although they could not defeat Zhun Ti, they were more than capable of maneuvering around him to stall for time.

"Scoundrels!"

Zhun Ti was incensed, and the two sides instantly clashed.

On the other side.

Jieyin finally could not hold on any longer; he was nearly beaten senseless, his Sixteen-Foot Golden Body manifestation was shattered, and he was covered in bruises and Dao wounds that were difficult to heal.

"Fellow Daoist, please cease for a moment; let us talk this over."

Seizing a brief gap, Jieyin hurriedly spoke up. "Fighting cannot solve problems. We are all cultivators; we should not be so crude!"

"Oh? And what would you like to say?"

Ling Xiao raised his hand in a beckoning gesture, and the Primordial Cauldron hovered above his head, bobbing incessantly, placing him in an invincible position.

Jieyin cast a fearful glance at the Primordial Cauldron, forced a smile, and said, "When it comes down to it, are we not all here for these seven gourds? Since that is the case, I shall yield one gourd to you as an apology."

"We in the West only require one gourd."

Having said this, he looked toward the battling Zhun Ti and shouted a reprimand.

"Junior Brother, cease your rudeness! Stop at once!"

This loud shout caught Zhun Ti off guard, and in the split second he was stunned, Di Jun and Tai Yi took turns greeting him, each landing a slap across his face.

Zhun Ti exploded, so angry he felt he might detonate on the spot.

He was held back by the quick-acting Jieyin, who urged, "Junior Brother, do not be impulsive. Relax, relax."

Ling Xiao gave a dry laugh and said, "Jieyin, these seven gourds are treasures of the East and have nothing to do with you in the West. Don't talk about one gourd; you won't even be taking a single leaf."

"Fellow Daoist! We are all beings of the Primordial Land; why distinguish between East and West?" Jieyin's expression stiffened, though he spoke with a chuckle.

He had already conceded to taking only one, yet he had not expected Ling Xiao to refuse to give up even a single one.

This was simply too excessive.

Were the two strongest figures of the West really held in such low regard?

"Heh, this poor Daoist thinks Fellow Daoist Golden Crow is right. Fellow Daoist Jieyin, you should stop meddling and return to the West to cultivate."

At this moment, Red Cloud Daoist suddenly spoke up. He did not mean to kick them while they were down; he simply felt that what Ling Xiao said made sense.

"You..."

Jieyin glared, never expecting Red Cloud to suddenly say such a thing.

Was this still the same good fellow who had given up his seat in the Purple Cloud Palace?

The path of cultivation emphasizes an unchanging Dao heart; did he not know that flip-flopping like this could easily lead to a deviation in cultivation?

Jieyin's lingering anger had not yet faded, and what made him truly explode was that Nuwa also spoke up, signaling for them to leave.

"Fellow Daoist Jieyin, Fellow Daoist Zhun Ti, return to the West."

Her jade-like face was calm, possessing an unusual serenity.

Ling Xiao looked at Red Cloud and Nuwa with some surprise; he had only spoken casually, and he had not expected these two to stand up as well.

Of course, he could fully understand why Red Cloud had done so.

The misery on Jieyin's face had long since vanished. He turned his gaze toward the Three Pure Ones, about to speak and ask them to uphold justice.

He did not expect Tongtian to speak before him.

"Jieyin, Zhun Ti, stop clinging here. They are quite right; these are treasures of the East, and I truly feel they have no affinity with you."

"Affinity is not something that can be forced."

"You..."

Jieyin and Zhun Ti looked at the Three Pure Ones and the others in shock. Not long ago, they had been sitting in the same row, calling each other brothers and good fellow Daoists.

Now, they had turned their backs and refused to recognize them.

The situation was lost!

With these great powers united, they could not even take a single leaf, let alone a gourd.

Jieyin and Zhun Ti exchanged a glance, calming the rage in their hearts. Since they had to leave, they would do so with dignity.

"In that case, fellow Daoists, we shall meet again."

Jieyin said coldly, turned with Zhun Ti, and walked away. As they passed the Innate Gourd Vine, he let out a cold snort:

"Hmph! This object has no affinity with the West!"

After the Western Duo departed.

The situation grew tense once more, for there were only seven gourds, yet nine people present.

"Fellow Daoists, we three brothers only require three gourds; we hope you will grant us some face."

Laozi spoke first, breaking the stalemate.

"Indeed, we Three Pure Ones are the authentic lineage of Pangu; asking for three gourds is not excessive." Yuanshi added, his expression arrogant.

Upon hearing this, Ling Xiao laughed.

"Coincidentally, we Three Crows were born from the left eye of Pangu; we are also the authentic lineage of Pangu."

"Three Crows?"

The Three Pure Ones were stunned for a moment.

We are "Pure" (Qing), you are "Filthy" (Wu)—are you doing this on purpose?

A clumsy imitation!

"How about this: we Three Crows only want two gourds, and the remaining ones shall go to Fellow Daoist Nuwa and Fellow Daoist Red Cloud, one each."

Ling Xiao paused, then continued.

Based on the fact that Red Cloud was the first to stand up just now, Ling Xiao felt that the Red Gourd originally belonging to him should be given to him.

This gourd was vital to Red Cloud's future.

He could not bully the man simply because he was honest.

The combined strength of the Three Pure Ones was a tier above the two Sages of the West, especially Laozi, who was at least as strong as, if not stronger than, Jieyin.

The Three Crows could not compete with the Three Pure Ones in terms of raw power.

As for Nuwa, she was on the side of the Demon Race and was a future Sage; Ling Xiao did not want to incur her enmity over a single gourd.

As his words fell, the Three Pure Ones and Nuwa were deeply surprised. Although Red Cloud was not weak, he was but one person; this gourd could easily have been withheld from him.

Even Red Cloud was greatly shocked, staring at Ling Xiao in utter disbelief; at this moment, he was actually somewhat moved.

"Since no one has any objections, let us distribute them this way."

Yuanshi spoke immediately, fearing that Ling Xiao might change his mind. In any case, they still received three gourds, and their interests remained intact.

The other great powers remained silent, effectively giving their tacit consent.

Yuanshi's face lit up with joy, and he prepared to cast a spell to retrieve the gourds. The seven gourds were of different colors and strengths, especially the final Black Gourd, which was entwined with chaotic energy and was undoubtedly far superior to the other six.

"Wait a moment."

Ling Xiao moved, blocking Yuanshi's path.

"We Three Crows have already suffered a loss and made concessions; surely you won't deny us the right to choose first?"

"Nonsense. Being able to take two gourds is already a massive advantage for you." Yuanshi was arrogant and naturally unwilling to yield.

The Three Crows were absurd; how could they possibly be mentioned in the same breath as the Three Pure Ones?

"Fellow Daoist Yuanshi, since you are taking three gourds, do not choose first. Let the Three Crows choose first."

At this moment, Red Cloud spoke again, moving to Ling Xiao's side as he did so.

His intention was clear: if a fight broke out, he would definitely side with Ling Xiao.

Yuanshi's expression shifted slightly, and he glared fiercely at Red Cloud.

This damned "good guy."

Why are you everywhere?

Standing with the three Golden Crows—do you think my Three Pure Ones are inferior to the Three Crows?