Who Is This Fool? Old Daoist Ran Deng

It is said that Wu Chu's former enemy was none other than the old Daoist Ran Deng, the master of Vulture Mountain, whom Wu Chu had ravaged with countless sex tutorials.

The Ran Deng priest still looked like the same gaunt young man he once was, but the sinister look in his eyes remained unchanged, now tinged with an indescribable meaning—a mixture of a smile and hatred, difficult to define. Of course, it was only for a fleeting moment.

Because soon, that look in his eyes was replaced by fear.

When he returned to the mountain to seclude himself, he didn't know how long it took to extinguish those romantic thoughts in his heart... Actually, extinguishing those romantic thoughts wasn't difficult; the trouble was that he was always easily triggered by other things, such as seeing two animals courting each other.

He didn't want to seal that memory away; doing so would mean admitting defeat. Admit defeat? That was impossible!

So the old Ran Deng priest Ran Deng got to this and spent thousands of years slowly restoring his state of mind to a state of tranquility, where he could forget himself and the world around him. Even if he saw two animals naked doing that kind of thing again, his heart would not be stirred in the slightest.

At the time, he originally planned to come directly to settle accounts with Wu Chu.

As it turned out, he discovered that his cultivation had actually loosened due to the breakthrough in his state of mind, so he went into seclusion. This seclusion lasted until the time when the secrets of heaven were disturbed by the great treasure.

Because of his years of seclusion, his cultivation has advanced by leaps and bounds, and he has actually reached the threshold of the Daluo realm, as if he could step into it at any moment.

He originally intended to come and 'thank' Wu Chu, this Mountain Recluse Who Never Leaves, but he discovered that, according to his calculations, the treasure seemed to be quite destined for him.

So he suppressed his intention to go and thank Wu Chu, and headed to the Northern Border.

Halfway there, he sensed something was amiss. For the first time, he felt the power and dominance of the Three Primordial Clans. After much deliberation, he decided to turn back.

With his meager cultivation level, trying to compete with the powerhouses of the Three Clans would be too easy for him; he'd be easy prey.

Sure enough, his caution saved his life again. The Three Clans began to purge other living beings, and the Primordial Land was stained with blood for tens of thousands of years.

Sure enough, as soon as he stopped to rest, he came to 'thank' Wu Chu.

But he never expected that when he triumphantly 'blasted open' the Mountain Protection Array of Purple Jade Mountain, he would be greeted not only by Wu Chu, but also by a super-luxurious team of thirteen Great Daluo Realm, a force to be reckoned with.

At that moment, even the old Daoist priest Ran Deng didn't know how he felt.

At that moment, Wu Chu felt like laughing when he saw the old Ran Deng's expression.

When the Twelve Ancestral Witches and Qingqiu Li saw the inscrutable expression on the gaunt Daoist's face, they found it somewhat amusing and all looked at Wu Chu, as if asking: Who is this fool?

With his hands behind his back and a smile on his face, Wu Chu asked, "So it's Fellow Ran Deng. It's been tens of thousands of years since we last met. I wonder how Fellow Ran Deng has been? Today, you've managed to break through the Mountain Protection Array of my Purple Jade Mountain. What brings you here?"

Of course, the Mountain Protection Array wasn't actually blasted open; rather, it was Wu Chu who opened it.

Previously, when Wu Chu sensed through the Sacred Tree that someone was attacking the Purple Jade Mountain Formation, he was somewhat puzzled and looked at the Twelve Ancestral Witches and the Fox Ancestress with a strange expression.

Who the hell is so lucky to come at this exact moment?

Seeing Wu Chu's strange expression, everyone asked him what was wrong. He briefly explained that someone had attacked the Purple Jade Mountain formation, and then the Twelve Ancestral Witches roared and said they would go out and teach that person a lesson.

Thus, the scene before us came to be.

Looking at the thirteen Great Daluo Realm experts with different expressions and smiles on their lips, Ran Deng swallowed hard, his smile more painful than a grimace.

He regretted that he had been too arrogant when he came, failing to foresee the danger, yet still believing that his current cultivation level was enough to defeat that Mountain Recluse Who Never Leaves.

Result...

"Very well, it's been a long time. Fellow Daoist, you are even more radiant than before. It's all a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding. I, I only wished to greet you, Fellow Daoist. Yes, that's all. I didn't expect so many fellow Daoists to be here as guests. I apologize for the intrusion. I will take my leave today and visit you again another day to apologize..."

As he spoke, the old Ran Deng priest turned around and used his escape technique, transforming into a streak of rainbow light and disappearing into the distance.

But the next moment, he and his coffin were blasted back by Dijiang's punch. In front of the Space Ancestral Witch, the old Daoist Ran Deng's escape technique was no match at all.

"Fellow Daoist, please spare my life!"

The old Ran Deng's voice came from inside the coffin lid, not daring to show his face, "Although I was impolite and offended you, my crime does not warrant death. I beg you to spare my life! I have several Spirit Treasure here, which I can give to you..."

The Fire-Passing Youth, playing with fire, chuckled, "If we kill you, wouldn't all those things be ours? Why would you need to deliver them to us? How ridiculous!"

The old Ran Deng paused for a moment, realizing how ruthless these old monsters were, but he still pleaded with Wu Chu for mercy, "Fellow Daoist, please consider the hardships I have endured in my cultivation, and that my sins are not yet grave, and spare my life. I am willing to become your disciple and serve you by your side..."

"You're dreaming!"

Gonggong, biting into the roasted meat in his hand, mumbled something.

The other Ancestral Witch, seeing the roasted meat in Gonggong's hand, also thought it made sense. Following Wu Chu, wouldn't they have fine wine and delicacies every day? Was this suffering? This was clearly enjoying life!

"That's right, you're dreaming!"

The Ancestral Witch all mocked them.

The old Ran Deng priest Ran Deng felt as if a thousand arrows were piercing his heart, and ten thousand Fierce Beasts were trampling over it. He had already lowered himself so much, and these people... these people...

Wu Chu sighed softly. His feelings towards Ran Deng were quite complex. On one hand, in the Investiture of the Gods World Wu Chu, this guy was no saint; he was quick to kill and rob, lacking any moral principles, and betrayed the Chanjiao without hesitation, showing no regard for loyalty. Yet, this guy was destined to become an ancient Buddha of the Buddhist Sect ...

So...

Let's just kill him!

He's offended him so badly, won't this guy hate him to the core in the future?

This guy's got some luck! We can't let him live as a future threat. With so Daluo here, it's the perfect opportunity to eliminate him completely!

So he looked at the Ancestral Witch, cupped his hands and said, "I beg you, brothers and sisters, to help me slay this fiend here! So that it may not become a future threat!"

"Haha... No problem, no problem!"

"That's right. Before, I felt it was a bit inappropriate to give food as a gift and then eat it myself. It felt a little awkward. Now, it's perfect..."

The Ancestral Witch rubbed their fists together, their knuckles glowing, and swarmed around the dark coffin with its mysterious patterns.

Bang bang bang...