Primordial Era: I am the Ten Evils, Nine-Leaf Sword Grass, Carrying the Jie Sect to Victory!
Chapter 22

No Profit, No Early Rising—Borrowing Power for Gain, Schemes?

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Demon Race Heavenly Court, Lingxiao Palace.

News arrived that Daoist Jieyin and Daoist Zhunti of the West had joined the Immortal Court.

"Damn it!"

"Daoist Jieyin and Daoist Zhunti actually joined the Immortal Court so openly?"

"Are they planning to make enemies of our Demon Race?"

Eastern Emperor Taiyi ground his teeth in fury.

He had never imagined that Daoist Jieyin and Daoist Zhunti would make such a choice and join East King Duke's Immortal Court.

"Big Brother."

"What benefits did East King Duke possibly offer Daoist Jieyin and Daoist Zhunti to persuade them to join the Immortal Court?"

Hearing Eastern Emperor Taiyi's question, Dijun narrowed his eyes slightly, wearing a thoughtful expression.

After pondering for a moment, he shook his head and said:

"I do not know!"

"The Western Realm and the Immortal Court should have had no dealings with one another."

"Yet those two from the West have now chosen to join the Immortal Court. It truly comes as a surprise!"

As he spoke, Dijun's expression grew exceptionally grave.

After all, the Demon Race Heavenly Court had only invited Nuwa and Fuxi to join.

And Nuwa was also destined to become a Saint in the future.

Earlier, Dijun had received word that East King Duke had sent people to Kunlun Mountain to invite the Three Pure Ones.

But regrettably, the Three Pure Ones had not given East King Duke any face at all. They had even slapped the Immortal Court's envoy right out of Kunlun Mountain.

Because of this, Dijun had thoroughly mocked East King Duke.

After all, when Hongjun Dao Ancestor's third sermon had ended, he had invited the Three Pure Ones to visit the Heavenly Court.

During that time, he had naturally brought up his wish to invite the Three Pure Ones into the Demon Race faction.

Yet the Three Pure Ones had not given them any face whatsoever and had rejected them on the spot.

Though Dijun and Taiyi had been furious and unwilling, they had dared to rage but not speak.

They could not defeat the Three Pure Ones.

Moreover, the Three Pure Ones possessed Ultimate Treasures bestowed by Hongjun Dao Ancestor.

Fortunately, they had later successfully invited Nuwa, which meant that the Demon Race would have a Saint to rely on in the future.

What Dijun had not expected was that East King Duke had actually thought of sending people thousands of miles away to Mount Sumeru in the West.

The crucial point was that he had truly succeeded in inviting Daoist Jieyin and Daoist Zhunti, two Quasi-Saints.

Just as Dijun was lost in thought, Fuxi slowly stepped forward and said:

"Demon Sovereign!"

"Daoist Jieyin and Daoist Zhunti of the Western Realm have always been men who do not rise early without profit."

"There must be schemes behind their joining the Immortal Court."

"It may not necessarily be a good thing for the Immortal Court."

After Fuxi said this, Dijun and Taiyi's expressions improved somewhat.

Taiyi nodded and said:

"Xi Huang is right."

"Daoist Jieyin and Daoist Zhunti are deeply calculating."

"In my view, the two of them definitely do not sincerely wish to submit to the Immortal Court. Perhaps they merely wish to borrow its power to seek profit!"

Hearing this, Dijun nodded slightly.

Although he felt that Fuxi and Taiyi's words were not without reason, deep down, he still could not quite set his mind at ease.

After all, with those two from the West joining the Immortal Court, the Immortal Court's Fortune would inevitably surge.

In the end, that was unfavorable to the Demon Race.

After pondering for a moment, resolve flashed in Dijun's eyes.

He thought that he might have to personally make a trip down below.

Kunlun Mountain.

Upon a cloud platform wreathed in immortal mist, the Three Pure Ones also learned the news.

"Oh?"

"Daoist Jieyin and Daoist Zhunti actually joined the Immortal Court?"

Tongtian was somewhat surprised.

In his view, Daoist Jieyin and Daoist Zhunti, like themselves, were both candidates to become Saints in the future.

How could beings like that possibly be willing to live beneath another?

Yet Daoist Jieyin and Daoist Zhunti had chosen to join the Immortal Court at such a time.

Yuanshi frowned slightly and could not stop himself from shouting:

"These two truly are the most shameless of all!"

"For the sake of such trifling benefits, they are actually willing to become the Immortal Court's running dogs?"

"It is a disgrace to stand in their company!"

Hearing the two of them, Laozi narrowed his eyes slightly and smiled.

"The Western Realm has always been barren and difficult to prosper in."

"If those two chose to join the Immortal Court, they likely have other plans."

After Laozi said this, Yuanshi and Tongtian nodded, feeling that his words made sense.

They both understood inwardly.

Those two from the West had not joined the Immortal Court out of willing submission. There were surely schemes behind it.

Wuzhuang Temple.

Zhen Yuanzi and Hongyun sat facing each other beneath the Ginseng Fruit Tree, leisurely sipping tea.

"Brother, Daoist Jieyin and Daoist Zhunti of the West actually joined the Immortal Court."

"That is rather novel!"

Hongyun smiled as he looked at Zhen Yuanzi.

Zhen Yuanzi did not care much and said calmly:

"Brother, the struggle between the Heavenly Court and the Immortal Court will likely only grow fiercer from here on."

"But excitement is excitement. Let them make their fuss."

"You and I are free and carefree. Is that not delightful?"

Hearing this, Hongyun stroked his beard and smiled.

"Brother speaks rightly."

"As for the strife of the Primordial World, let them fight over it."

Before this, people from both the Heavenly Court and the Immortal Court had come looking for them.

Naturally, they had wanted to recruit them into their respective factions.

However, Zhen Yuanzi and Hongyun had both refused.

Netherworld Blood Sea.

The entire Blood Sea stretched for tens of thousands of miles. Blood Waves rolled within it; neither fish nor shrimp flourished, and neither birds nor insects came near.

All the Heaven and Earth Malice gathered there.

This place had been formed from Great God Pangu's navel.

Within the Blood Sea, a placenta had naturally gestated, later transforming into Old Ancestor Ming He.

At this moment, amid the surging Blood Sea, Old Ancestor Ming He sat cross-legged atop the Twelve-grade Karmic Fire Red Lotus, blood light flickering in his eyes.

"Daoist Jieyin and Daoist Zhunti actually joined the Immortal Court?"

"Those two do not rise early without profit."

"And the Immortal Court even announced this news far and wide throughout the Primordial World."

"How laughable!"

With that, Old Ancestor Ming He gave a cold laugh, then closed his eyes and continued cultivating.

As the Immortal Court announced to the Primordial World that Daoist Jieyin and Daoist Zhunti had joined it, enormous waves swept across the entire Primordial Land.

Just as East King Duke had expected.

After the news spread, many Rogue Cultivators chose to submit to the Immortal Court.

Beyond that, living beings from various races also chose to join the Immortal Court faction.

In their eyes, the Immortal Court would have two Saints presiding over it in the future and would surely rule the Primordial World.

And East King Duke would become the common ruler of the Primordial World.

For a time, the Immortal Court's prestige was unmatched, while its Fortune grew wildly.

Seeing this, East King Duke was naturally overjoyed. He became even more unrestrained in recruiting forces from every side and expanding his strength.

Meanwhile, where Qin Mu and Duobao were.

After the two had refined and absorbed the Yellow Middle Plum earlier, both of their strengths had greatly improved.

After leaving, they continued their treasure-hunting journey.

With Duobao's talent for seeking treasures, the two had obtained quite a few heavenly materials and earthly treasures along the way.

"Duobao, we did quite well this time!"

Qin Mu glanced at Duobao and grinned.

The two had just looted the treasure vault of a Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal, obtaining many treasures from within.

Hearing Qin Mu's words, Duobao smiled smugly, raised his head, and puffed out his chest.

"Of course!"

"With my talent for seeking treasures, all the treasures of the Primordial World will fall into our bags!"

Qin Mu smiled slightly and shifted his gaze. In the distance, he saw a towering mountain peak soaring into the clouds.

That was Buzhou Mountain!

As he studied it, Qin Mu secretly sighed, Almost there. We'll arrive soon!

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