Red Pine Master?
Marshal Tianyou's mind reeled.
He knew that name.
It belonged to a mighty figure from the late Primordial World, when the Human Race had risen to prominence.
He had once helped Shen Nong pacify the hundred tribes. An ancient Rain Master personally appointed by the Flame Emperor, his cultivation reached the heavens.
He had also appeared during the Yellow Emperor Xuan Yuan's great war against Chiyou.
After Chiyou's defeat, the rise of the Human Race had become an irreversible decree of heaven. Having earned merit, he had withdrawn with his work complete, becoming a figure of legend.
Who would have thought the emperor had old ties with such an ancient Golden Immortal?
Red Pine Master did not presume upon his status. He returned the salute and said, "You are too courteous, Great Emperor. I am merely repaying a karmic debt to you. After this, neither of us will owe the other anything."
Gouchen said, "Naturally. Fellow Daoist, please accept this treasure."
With a lift of his hand, he handed over the hundred and eight Divine Fiend Nails.
Red Pine Master put them away and sighed. "The Witch Clan's treasures place slaughter above all else, offending the harmony of heaven. I once fought against the Witch Clan, yet never imagined a day would come when I used their treasures."
Great Emperor Gouchen said, "With Spirit Vine's emergence, the Demon Race across the four great continents is stirring restlessly. This is an omen of a great calamity. If you can slay him in advance and nip this calamity in the bud, your merit will be immeasurable. As for which magical treasure you use, that is merely a twig on a branch, a trivial detail unworthy of concern."
Red Pine Master nodded and did not dwell on it.
Great Emperor