Inside Zixiao Palace, Hong Jun looked at the Six Saints of the Heavenly Dao. Four had already become Saints, which pleased him greatly, but he was also rather puzzled. Where had Jieyin and Zhunti gone? They could not even copy Establish Sect to become Saints?
Then Hong Jun swept his gaze across the Primordial Wilderness, and his face darkened. A whole group of mighty cultivators was lining up, waiting to beat Zhunti. Hong Jun thought, That unlucky bastard Zhunti—why is he so hated? It makes it hard for this Dao Ancestor to help you. Forget it. As long as he isn't beaten to death, let it be. The Heavenly Dao is impartial; everyone loves beating you up, and your master can do nothing to help.
Leaving Zhunti to his frantic beating for now, Mount Kunlun was no less restless. Why, you ask? The Chan Sect and the Jie Sect often clashed over their differing doctrines. This time, True Person Taiyi had come to Shangqing Peak to hurl insults again.
True Person Taiyi cursed, "Mere fur-covered, horned creatures, damp-born egg-laying beasts—are you worthy of cultivating the Great Dao?"
Bo Huang froze upon hearing this, thinking, Damn, Taiyi's mouth is foul. Whoever beats him up today, I'm not getting involved.
Before True Person Taiyi could say anything else, Qiu Shou Xian could no longer endure it. With a lion's roar, he charged forward and began fighting True Person Taiyi.
As the battle intensified, True Person Taiyi had cultivated for too short a time and was no match for Qiu Shou Xian. Huang Long and the other Chan Sect disciples stepped in to help, while on the Jie Sect's side, Qiu Shou Xian had always followed Duobao.
Duobao had now advanced to the Great Luo realm. With one palm strike, he sent the Chan Sect disciples flying back. "Is that all? You call us fur-covered, horned creatures and damp-born egg-laying beasts? What about you? A bunch of weaklings? You're all direct disciples, yet the twelve of you together still aren't enough for me?"
Bo Huang secretly poked Jin Ling. "Can that fatty Duobao handle it? I always feel like he doesn't look up to it."
Jin Ling said, "Don't worry. Senior Brother Duobao cultivates the Dao of Supreme Sole Sovereignty. At the same realm, none can defeat him."
Bo Huang thought, What kind of bragging is that? Him, cultivating the Dao of Supreme Sole Sovereignty? He might not even beat me at the same realm. Damn, no—that Dao requires him to at least become the second-in-command within the sect. Right now, I carry more weight than him among the Jie Sect's outer disciples. Won't Duobao start hating me?
"Ding. That is exactly the case. Duobao has already begun excluding you in his heart. He feels that ever since you came to Shangqing Palace, he has no longer been as favored. Mm, think carefully about how to engage in Palace Intrigue Cultivation with him."
Bo Huang's face fell. "Bai Xuan, you're the son of Bai Ze, our demon race's strategist. Come, help this Crown Prince come up with a plan. I'm preparing to compete with Duobao for authority over the Jie Sect."
Bai Xuan scratched his head and glanced at the displeased Jin Ling. "Great Crown Prince, why are you thinking of fighting Duobao now? This isn't the time for infighting. Look over there—Duobao is already fighting Ran Deng."
Bo Huang turned to look. Damn, he had been so busy thinking about playing Palace Intrigue Cultivation with Duobao later that he had not watched the battlefield. Duobao had defeated the Twelve Golden Immortals, and Ran Deng had stepped in.
Seeing this, Bo Huang immediately revealed his Three-legged Golden Crow true form and shouted, "When it comes to playing with fire, us Golden Crows are the experts! Ran Deng, don't bully our fatty Senior Brother Duobao."
Duobao's face darkened. "Junior Brother Bo Huang, could you stop saying 'fatty' next time?"
Bo Huang nodded. "At a time like this, you're still worrying about that? Ran Deng is a Quasi-Saint—I can't handle him either. Hurry, disciples, form the formation and lend me your Magic Power."
At that moment, Kong Xuan swept over with a ray of Five-Colored Divine Light. "Senior Brother Bo Huang, let's take him on together and beat him up."
Watching Kong Xuan surrounded by rising Five-Colored Divine Light, Ran Deng began to consider retreating. Are the Jie Sect's outer disciples generally stronger than their direct disciples? Kong Xuan, Jin Peng, Bo Huang—is the Jie Sect's outer branch a bird's nest?
With that thought, Ran Deng said, "For the sake of your elders, I'll withdraw for today. Chan Sect disciples, come with me."
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