Afterward, Hongyun raised two fingers and said, "Heavenly Dao above, I, Hongyun, have gained insight today. I shall Establish Sect through the demon race and enlighten all living beings. Demon Sect, arise."
Rumble! The Heavenly Dao responded, bestowing vast merit. Using the merit from establishing the sect, Hongyun fused the Primordial Violet Qi and successfully became a Heavenly Dao Saint.
Boom! Throughout the Primordial Wilderness, all living beings suddenly felt an immense pressure. Violet qi stretched thirty thousand miles from the east, and Saintly Might blazed forth. Everyone sensed that Hongyun had become a Saint.
Within Wuzhuang Temple, Zhenyuanzi wept tears of joy. "My old friend, you've finally become a Saint." He then wiped his tears and said, "Qingfeng, pick twenty Ginseng Fruits and head to the Heavenly Court to visit your Uncle Hongyun."
Qingfeng accepted the order and called Mingyue along as they took the golden fruit-striking tool to the rear courtyard to pick fruit.
Over at the Sea of Blood, Minghe was so anxious that even his hair had turned red. "What a pity that the Primordial Violet Qi isn't in my hands. Otherwise, I should have become a Saint as well."
On Mount Kunlun, Yuanshi stroked his beard. "What a scheme. Having Hongyun Establish Sect through the demon race means that he will naturally favor the demon race. Yet Hongyun is such a good-natured man that he won't interfere with the demon race's governance. Such planning is truly terrifying."
Tongtian, however, saw it differently. "The demon race has been honorable enough. Di Jun didn't simply seize Hongyun's Primordial Violet Qi and become a Saint himself."
Lao Zi said, "Neither of you has noticed the key point. Even lucky Hongyun has become a Saint, while Jieyin and Zhunti are still stuck as quasi-saints."
At Lao Zi's reminder, Yuanshi and Tongtian finally remembered that the two in the west had yet to make any move.
Some rejoiced while others worried. On Mount Sumeru, Jieyin was so distressed that he was nearly bald. How had his junior brother Zhunti gone to Buzhou Mountain and never sent back any news? Now even Hongyun had become a Saint, yet Zhunti still had not returned. Where on earth had he gone?
Thinking this, Jieyin headed straight for Zixiao Palace, intending to meet the Dao Ancestor and seek guidance.
Inside Zixiao Palace, Jieyin wore a miserable expression. He bowed and said, "Greetings, Dao Ancestor. My junior brother Zhunti is missing..."
Hong Jun's expression changed, and he said rather speechlessly, "What did you say? Zhunti is missing? What happened?" As he spoke, he swept his divine sense across the entire Primordial Wilderness, but found nothing.
Hong Jun then slowly asked, "What exactly do you mean by Zhunti being missing? Explain it in detail."
Jieyin said, "That day, after the Preaching the Dao at Nuwa Palace, we had a minor conflict with the Lineage of the Demon Emperor and the three senior brothers from Mount Kunlun. We were beaten... After that, Junior Brother Zhunti wanted to scheme against them, so he went to the Witch Clan to try to persuade them to deal with the Three Pure Ones. Then he disappeared."
Hong Jun nodded. "I see. But what were you two thinking? You actually tried to incite the Witch Clan to deal with the Three Pure Ones? Three Saints—would the Witch Clan really court that kind of trouble? What a joke."
Jieyin said helplessly, "Dao Ancestor, we are, after all, your registered disciples. Even that lucky Hongyun has muddled his way into becoming a Saint. Where is our path to sainthood?"
Hong Jun shook his head. "Foolish child, the Dao must be comprehended on one's own. Offensive spells can be taught, but the Dao can only be followed according to one's true heart. As for the method of Becoming a Saint, aside from Nuwa's method... it shouldn't be hard to follow her example once, should it? I'll rescue Zhunti first."
With that, Hong Jun arrived before Pangu Hall and said, "Ancestral Witches, Hong Jun has come to visit. Please come out and meet me."
Before long, Dijiang emerged with the other Ancestral Witches and said, "What are you here for? My Witch Clan honors only the Father God; we have never received any favor from you, Hong Jun. Though our little sister attended your preaching, she owes you nothing. What you taught has nothing to do with us either."
Hong Jun said calmly, "Have you imprisoned Zhunti within Pangu Hall? He is one destined to become a Saint, and he is also my registered disciple. You should release him."
Houtu smiled. "Since the Dao Ancestor has come to ask for someone, ordinarily our Witch Clan should give you that courtesy. However... this concerns the Witch Clan's breakthrough. Within ten thousand years, we will certainly release Zhunti. Is that acceptable?" (Zhunti's inner thoughts: Dao Ancestor, Senior Brother, save me! In ten thousand years, I'll probably have been beaten until even my origin is scattered.)
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