Three Old Eccentrics Gather, a Deafening Revelation

Kua and Yi stayed at Purple Jade Mountain for a few days and sparred with Old Round, which made Old Round feel a sense of urgency again, because he had been subtly surpassed by Yi.

As a result, Yi's triumph lasted only a few days before the young lady sent him back to his tribe.

This naturally suited Wu Chu perfectly, because when they were around, the young lady always felt a little uncomfortable holding hands with him, as if she was afraid of being seen by them.

The young lady didn't want Yi and Kua to see her as the youngest daughter, which would weaken her prestige in the clan or become fodder for their gossip.

Of course, this was just the young lady's own opinion. In fact, given her status and cultivation level, no matter what, she was the supreme leader in her tribe.

After Kua and Yi left, Purple Jade Mountain returned to its former tranquility and peace. The Little Flower Fairies managed everything on Purple Jade Mountain in an orderly manner, and Wu Chu no longer needed to worry about it.

In his spare time, he would chat with young ladies, enjoy delicious food, fine wine, and tea, listen to songs and dances, and occasionally train his disciples. He lived a wonderful life.

Meanwhile, Hong Yun and Zhen Yuanzi, each with their disciples, embarked once again on a journey to repair the earth's veins, heading to the Western Land the earth's veins were most severely damaged.

This place, plagued by disasters, has been severely damaged time and again due to the presence of the old demon Luohou. Compared to other parts of the Primordial World, the spiritual energy here has been severely depleted.

With the Three Clans War temporarily over, many of the previously dormant rogue cultivators seemed to have caught their breath and began to emerge one after another.

That day, Wu Chu was holding the young lady's hand as they strolled through a valley. The valley was covered with a thick layer of red leaves, the leaves were huge, and the red was tinged with yellow.

Not far from them stood the towering Fire Parasol Tree, and atop the Fire Parasol Tree was a huge bird's nest, Bi Huo's old lair.

It was autumn, and the reddish-yellow sycamore leaves drifted down from the treetops in the wind, as if spreading a reddish-golden carpet in the valley.

The two walked slowly on it.

The young woman asked him, "Why aren't you practicing your spiritual cultivation? What are you doing here?"

Wu Chu smiled and said, "Isn't the scenery here beautiful? Although Flower Mountain is also beautiful, it's much more peaceful here, and no one will bother us!"

The young woman's beautiful eyes silently gazed at him, as if asking, "If no one's bothering you, what are you planning to do?"

Wu Chu silently looked back at her. "Let the sky be my blanket, the earth my mat, and then..."

The two seemed to understand each other with just a glance, and then their heads drew closer and closer until their lips touched...

Buzz...

A fluctuation emanated from the Mountain Protection Array of Purple Jade Mountain, greatly angering Wu Chu.

Even if you don't necessarily end up doing anything intimate with the girl, how can you not be angry when your sweet moments are abruptly interrupted?

But that anger was barely formed before Wu Chu suppressed it again.

Seeing Wu Chu's frustrated expression, the young lady covered her mouth and chuckled, then gently nudged him, "A distinguished guest has arrived, what are you standing there for?"

Wu Chu's lips twitched slightly. He pulled her to her feet and secretly sent her a telepathic message, "I wonder how these three strange old men ended up together!"

"Perhaps they were already friends, and this time they traveled together..."

Before the young woman could finish speaking, she abruptly stopped and then burst out laughing.

Outside the Mountain Protection Array Purple Jade Mountain, three strange old men were already glaring at each other, looking like they couldn't stand each other.

"Ha! I knew you, you Old Yin Yang, would sneak over here. Luckily, I could tell what you were up to with a quick calculation!"

The Long-Brow Old Daoist, his wide sleeves fluttering, made a pinching motion with his five fingers, and chuckled coldly, "Trying to sneak over here and curry favor with Little Moon Spirit Old Yin Yang? You've miscalculated!"

The Yin-Yang Ancestor, half black and half white, scoffed disdainfully, glancing at the Qiankun Ancestor beside him, who seemed to exist outside of heaven and earth, "Old Ding'er, you also know about this place?"

The Long-Brow Old Daoist looked at the Qiankun Ancestor and asked, "Qiankun, what brings you here?"

The Qiankun Ancestor stroked his beard and smiled, "Having nothing to do, I came to visit a few young friends."

He paused for a moment, then continued, "Speaking of which, the old Daoist Hongjun once borrowed the Heaven-and-Earth Cauldron from me to refine Spirit Treasure for his disciple! Last time I came here, I enjoyed the Dao of Cuisine of my friend Yueling, and I still savor the memory. Isn't that why you two came here?"

Upon seeing this, the Long-Brow Old Daoist and the Yin-Yang Ancestor couldn't help but chuckle.

"I was unaware of your presence, seniors. I have failed to greet you properly. My apologies!"

"Houtu greets the three seniors!"

Wu Chu and Houtu flew out of the Mountain Protection Array, greeted the three strange old men, and then welcomed them into Purple Jade Mountain. They instructed Little Moon Spirit to prepare delicious food for them, and asked the Little Fox to brew tea for them, and had the Little Flower Fairies serve them some tea and snacks first.

As soon as Little Moon Spirit turned around, she was stopped by three strange old men. The three old men looked at each other and took out magic beads from their sleeves.

Sealed within those transparent magic beads were the corpses of colossal beasts: dragons, phoenixes, Qilin Clan, bears, pythons... and so on.

If the powerful members of the Three Clans were to witness this scene, they would probably be furious.

The creatures of Purple Jade Mountain were stunned by this sight, especially Little Yellow Dragon, a member of the Dragon Clan.

Fortunately, they did not break the seal; otherwise, if the corpses of these dozen or so powerful Three Clans were thrown around this Sacred Tree, the scene would probably terrify many of the Little Flower Fairies.

Upon seeing this, the three strange old men burst into laughter again.

The Long-Brow Old Daoist said, "Young friend, there's no need to worry. These ingredients were merely picked up on my way here; I didn't specifically hunt them."

As he spoke, he handed the sealing orbs to Little Moon Spirit, instructing Little Moon Spirit to handle them.

Little Moon Spirit naturally wouldn't hold back, and was already quite experienced in this regard. As for whether eating Dragon Meat would upset the Little Yellow Dragon... it seemed no one cared.

The Yin-Yang Ancestor chuckled coldly, "So what if they specifically hunt them? Others may fear their Three Clans, but I have never feared them in the slightest!"

Qiankun Ancestor smiled but did not express his opinion.

Upon hearing the Yin-Yang Ancestor's Yin Yang remarks, the Long-Brow Old Daoist felt as uncomfortable as if he had swallowed a fly, his nose almost crooked with anger, as if he were afraid of the Three Clans.

Wu Chu laughed, interrupting the Long-Brow Old Daoist who was about to explode, and invited the three into the Main Hall. Then he called Little Yellow Dragon over and asked him to pay his respects to the three senior elders.

This is meant to broaden Little Yellow Dragon's horizons and toughen him up, so he won't be too scared to move when he sees some old monsters in the future.

Losing the dragon is not the main issue; the real problem is losing face for the Wu Chu.

"..."

Faced with Wu Chu's young apprentice, the three old monsters fell silent, even wanting to ask, "Boy, what makes you so capable of teaching others?"

But looking at Little Yellow Dragon, he doesn't look very old, but his behavior is already quite mature and well-mannered, which makes them have to admit this fact.

After Little Yellow Dragon finished his greetings and stood beside Wu Chu, the Long-Brow Old Daoist stroked his Long-Brow and asked, "Young friend, aren't you afraid of ruining someone's future by taking on a disciple so early?"

The question carried a hint of accusation. However, Wu Chu didn't mind at all; after all, it wouldn't make a difference, since he couldn't win a fight anyway.

He simply smiled and said calmly, "The master leads you through the door, but the cultivation is up to you. Every living being has their own path. All I can do is plant a seed of the path within him. As for what he will reap in the future, that depends on his own destiny. If cultivation requires the support of a master along the way, then what use is a disciple?"

Wu Chu was being somewhat pretentious in saying that.

But to the three men, it was like a morning bell and evening drum, a wake-up call that made them realize a long-standing misconception.

Their thoughts were actually the same as those of Ancestor Hongjun; they all felt that their cultivation had not yet reached its Extreme Realm, and that there must be other realms above their current level.

After all, the guy who wielded the axe to split the heavens was far more powerful than them.