Randeng Clung to a Powerful Patron? Arrival at Shouyang Mountain, the Two Boys Golden Horn and Silver Horn?

Upon hearing what Randeng Daoren said, Guangchengzi's mind trembled violently, his eyes full of disbelief.

"This?"

He stared at Randeng in utter astonishment.

He had never imagined it.

Randeng Daoren had come to Kunlun Mountain intending to enter Yuanshi's sect as a disciple.

One had to know, Randeng was a Quasi-Saint!

"What is going on?"

"Wh-what is wrong with Randeng Daoren?"

"A dignified Quasi-Saint Mighty One wants to seize the position of eldest senior brother under Yuanshi?"

Guangchengzi's heart shook, and even his breathing became disordered.

He had originally thought Randeng Daoren had come to pay a visit because he had important matters to discuss with his master.

Who would have thought that Randeng had come to seek a master?

Moreover, if Yuanshi agreed, then with Randeng Daoren's Quasi-Saint cultivation, he would naturally become the eldest senior brother under Yuanshi.

The more Guangchengzi thought about it, the more uneasy he became. The corners of his mouth could not help twitching.

After standing stunned for a moment, he hurriedly turned to look at Yuanshi.

Deep down, he naturally hoped Yuanshi would reject Randeng.

"Hmm?"

At the same time, after hearing Randeng Daoren's purpose, Yuanshi too was somewhat caught off guard.

In his view, given Randeng Daoren's status and cultivation, there was a good chance he had come to engage in a Dao Discussion with him.

Yet who would have known that this sly old fox Randeng wanted to take him as master?

He wants to take me as his master. He is likely after an opportunity in the Saintly Path.

Otherwise, with his Quasi-Saint cultivation, why would he be willing to place himself beneath another?

After pondering for a moment, Yuanshi had already guessed the reason.

After all, Randeng Daoren had the same Quasi-Saint cultivation as himself.

Logically speaking, he should never have been willing to rank beneath him.

But earlier, when Hongjun Dao Ancestor gave his third sermon in Zixiao Palace, he had already distributed the Saint Positions.

The Three Pure Ones, Nuwa, as well as Jie Yin and Zhun Ti of the West, were the future Six Saints of All Heavens.

Randeng Daoren's choice was naturally made for the sake of becoming a Saint.

Having understood all this, Yuanshi remained impassive and said with a faint smile:

"Fellow Daoist Randeng, you and I were both guests of Zixiao Palace. If I were to accept you as my disciple, it would be rather inappropriate."

Hearing Yuanshi's refusal, Guangchengzi secretly sighed in relief, thinking that his position as eldest senior brother had finally been preserved.

After all, if there were an additional Quasi-Saint disciple under Yuanshi, would disciples like them not have no choice but to obediently follow his orders?

After hearing Yuanshi's words, Randeng Daoren hastily replied:

"Fellow Daoist Yuanshi, that is not correct."

"As the saying goes, one who has attained is a teacher. Fellow Daoist Yuanshi will certainly prove the Dao of Sainthood in the future."

"Randeng is willing to observe the rites of a disciple!"

"I hope Fellow Daoist Yuanshi will grant my wish!"

Having said this, Randeng Daoren bowed to Yuanshi once more.

Seeing Randeng Daoren behave this way, Guangchengzi's eyelids twitched wildly. He cursed inwardly:

Damn it! This old fellow's skin is truly thicker than ordinary!

Master has already rejected him, yet he still does not know when to advance and when to retreat.

As he thought this, Guangchengzi hurriedly looked toward Yuanshi, his heart growing uneasy again.

He feared that Yuanshi might soften his heart and truly accept Randeng Daoren as a disciple.

If that happened, his status under Yuanshi would plummet like a cliff collapsing.

Fortunately, after hearing Randeng Daoren out, Yuanshi was not greatly moved. He smiled calmly and said:

"Fellow Daoist Randeng."

"There is no need to mention becoming my disciple again."

At this point, Yuanshi paused briefly before adding:

"However, if you have nowhere to go, you may stay temporarily at Kunlun Mountain. You may handle the various affairs for me and manage those under my sect."

In Yuanshi's view, Randeng Daoren's cultivation was not weak. If he could be kept at Kunlun, he would become a great help in the future.

Besides, after he became a Saint, he likely would not be able to personally manage his disciples.

If Randeng Daoren was willing to remain, he would be a fine candidate to oversee the sect on his behalf.

At Yuanshi's words, a flash of disappointment swiftly passed through Randeng's eyes.

He had originally thought Yuanshi would accept him.

Who would have known that he would be rejected?

However, after thinking it over, Randeng Daoren soon let it go.

Being able to remain within the dojo of a future Saint was better than wandering around aimlessly outside.

Moreover, Yuanshi would definitely become a Saint in the future. Why not cling to a Saint's thigh?

At that thought, resolve flashed through Randeng's eyes. He immediately saluted Yuanshi respectfully.

"Then many thanks to Fellow Daoist Yuanshi!"

Yuanshi smiled faintly and raised a hand lightly, signaling that Randeng Daoren need not stand on ceremony.

Seeing this, Guangchengzi secretly sighed in relief and muttered under his breath:

"Good thing there is no extra senior brother..."

"I am still Master's eldest disciple."

Time slipped away, and in the blink of an eye, many days had passed.

By then, Qin Mu had arrived at Shouyang Mountain.

Looking into the distance, he saw purple qi curling around the mountaintop, Xuanhuang merit descending from above, and an ancient Dao palace standing amid the clouds. Upon it were inscribed three Dao characters: "Eight Sceneries Palace."

"Worthy of being Eldest Uncle-Master's dojo. Its bearing truly is extraordinary."

Qin Mu sighed.

He could naturally see that this dojo chosen by Laozi possessed immense Fortune.

After taking in the sight, Qin Mu did not dwell on it. He calmed his mind and headed directly into the mountain.

Upon entering Shouyang Mountain, he saw auspicious grasses growing along the slopes and spiritual ganoderma sprouting from the earth. Their roots linked to the beauty of the land, their tops reached level with the heavens; green pines and willows, purple chrysanthemums and red plum blossoms filled the scene.

"It truly is a place of effortless purity and tranquility!"

Qin Mu praised to himself.

At the same time, he was rather curious.

I wonder what kind of Red Packet will drop here?

At the very least, it ought to be a Medium Red Packet, right?

In Qin Mu's view, the Shouyang Mountain chosen by Laozi was a place where spiritual essence gathered and outstanding beings flourished.

Even if it could not compare to Buzhou Mountain, it was not far inferior.

At the summit of Buzhou Mountain before, he had obtained a dropped Great Red Packet.

This time, having come to Shouyang Mountain, even if a Great Red Packet did not drop, a Medium Red Packet would still be good enough to make the trip worthwhile.

After thinking briefly, Qin Mu gathered his thoughts and continued onward.

Before long, he arrived outside the mountain gate and was just about to step inside.

At that moment, a sharp challenge suddenly rang out:

"What living being dares trespass upon Shouyang Mountain?"

The instant the voice fell, two figures shot out from within the mountain gate.

These two figures were short and small, looking like a pair of little runts.

Qin Mu followed the sound and looked over, only to see two young boys less than three feet tall blocking his path.

One of them had a small golden horn atop his head, while the other had a small silver horn.

The two boys had their hands on their hips, putting on fierce expressions as they glared straight at Qin Mu.

"Hmm?"

Seeing this, Qin Mu was secretly startled.

"Golden Horn? Silver Horn?"

"These two should be the future Great King Golden Horn and Great King Silver Horn, right?"

Qin Mu muttered inwardly, naturally recognizing the identities of the two boys.

One had to know that in the future Journey to the West,

Great King Golden Horn and Great King Silver Horn would become one of the tribulations devised for Sun Wukong.

The two fought Sun Wukong in combat and magic. They first gained the upper hand with their magical treasures, only to later be defeated by Sun Wukong's schemes.

In the end, Sun Wukong defeated Great King Golden Horn and Great King Silver Horn, confiscated their five magical treasures, and returned both men and treasures to Laozi.