The Primordial World, the Sun Star.
Dijun and Eastern Emperor Taiyi had quite a headache.
Recently, the rumors about Daochen's battle with the Three Pure Ones had grown more outlandish with every retelling.
The entire Primordial World now knew that a mighty expert of the Demon Race lived in seclusion on the Sun Star, someone who could overpower the Three Pure Ones and whom even the Twelve Ancestral Witches could not defeat.
As a result, a dense throng of demons now knelt outside the Sun Star.
Their cultivation ranged from Celestial Immortal and True Immortal to Golden Immortal, and there were even quite a few powerful demons at the Grand Unity Golden Immortal level among them.
These demons had all come seeking a master!
They wanted to become Daochen's disciples, or even disciples of the two brothers.
Looking at the demons outside, Eastern Emperor Taiyi and Dijun truly had a headache.
If they could only trace the rumors to their source, they would absolutely hunt down the culprit and generously reward him with a face-disfiguring barrage of slaps!
"Second Brother, what should we do? Eldest Brother is still in seclusion, and this isn't something we can easily handle ourselves. We can't just drive all these demons away!"
Eastern Emperor Taiyi was straightforward and guileless by nature. He always spoke plainly, never beating around the bush.
Now that he had encountered this situation, he was truly stumped.
If a powerful demon at his own cultivation level refused to leave, he could simply take the Chaos Bell outside and beat them until they left.
But these were all demons at lower cultivation levels. He couldn't just attack and drive them away as he would someone at his own level!
If word of that spread, where would Eastern Emperor Taiyi's dignity be?
"We wait. There's no hurry. Wait until Eldest Brother comes out of seclusion!"
Dijun had a headache too.
The Demon Race was weak, while the Witch Clan was powerful.
The Twelve Ancestral Witches had entered seclusion in Pangu Hall, temporarily depriving the Witch Clan of a major source of support. But even a starved camel was bigger than a horse. The Demon Race's situation had improved only slightly and remained difficult!
As a demon himself, Dijun also wanted to lend the Demon Race a hand, but taking on so many disciples at once?
Dijun knew he couldn't do it.
He was a demon, yes, but not some bleeding-heart saint. If he took on all these disciples, would he ever have time to cultivate???
"We seek an audience with Daochen, the Sun God Lord. Esteemed immortals, please open the palace gates and let us in."
"Esteemed immortals, sorry for the trouble, but please announce our arrival."
"We have all come here to become disciples of you three esteemed immortals. Please accept us."
Shouts rang out one after another.
The peaceful, tranquil Sun Star was now filled with an uproar that rose to the heavens.
"Forget it, forget it. This isn't something we can handle. Once Eldest Brother comes out of seclusion, let him decide!"
Dijun shook his head and sighed.
Then he swept his broad sleeve, and a Xiantian Formation appeared outside the Sun Star, sealing it off completely from the outside world.
"It's over. Have we upset the two esteemed immortals?"
Looking at the unfathomably mysterious formation outside the Sun Star, the demons gathered there felt their hearts lurch, followed by a trace of despair.
Heaven and earth had only recently opened, and the Dao's methods had yet to manifest. Hongjun preached only in the Purple Heavens Palace, within the Chaos beyond the Thirty-Three Heavens. Even setting aside the immeasurable distance, the Heavenly Profound Fire and chaotic currents within that boundless Chaos barred the vast majority of the Primordial World's living beings from reaching it. Thus, what they lacked most were methods of cultivation.
Daochen's formidable strength, enough to overpower the Three Pure Ones, was immensely tempting to many demons of the Primordial World. If they were fortunate enough to become the disciple of such a figure, it would be an opportunity as vast as the heavens for their cultivation!
So although Dijun and Eastern Emperor Taiyi had sealed off the Sun Star, few demons left. Most remained seated cross-legged, waiting quietly.
Of course, some who had only come to try their luck gradually began to leave.
"What happened to you two? Why the long faces?"
Just as Dijun and Eastern Emperor Taiyi returned to the Sun God Palace, Daochen suddenly appeared.
Seeing their expressions, Daochen asked with a smile.
"What else could it be? It's all because of those demons outside the Sun Star."
Eastern Emperor Taiyi hung his head, his face full of worry, but then his expression abruptly changed to surprise. "Eldest Brother, you're out of seclusion?"
At Daochen's appearance, a hint of delight also surfaced on Dijun's face.
The man at the center of it all had finally appeared!
"Demons? What demons?"
Daochen frowned at their words.
He had spent this entire time cultivating in seclusion deep within the Sun God Palace, paying no attention to the outside world. But now, when he swept outward with his divine sense, he too froze.
So many demons!!
They crowded everywhere in dense throngs, and Daochen even spotted members of the Witch Clan among them.
However, compared with their lawless behavior at Mount Buzhou, the members of the Witch Clan who had come to the Sun Star seemed much more restrained.
Although they kept to their own circle, they had not stirred up any trouble.
"What happened?"
Daochen looked at Dijun and Eastern Emperor Taiyi.
Only after quite some time did Daochen finally understand what had caused all this.
"I imagine that old fellow Yuanshi must be going mad with rage."
Daochen grinned as he spoke.
"I think so too. Haha!"
Dijun and Eastern Emperor Taiyi both laughed at his words.
Yuanshi cared more about his reputation than anything else, and now the entire Primordial World knew that the Three Pure Ones had been beaten at Mount Buzhou.
It would have been strange if he weren't furious.
In fact, Yuanshi really had gone mad with rage. Hadn't he gone straight back into seclusion just after emerging?
"Eldest Brother, how should we deal with the demons outside the Sun Star?"
Laughter was all well and good, but the matter of the demons seeking masters outside the Sun Star remained unresolved.
At Dijun's question, Eastern Emperor Taiyi also looked toward Daochen.
Over this period, the two of them had done no small amount of head-scratching over the matter.
If Daochen had stayed in seclusion any longer, they might have scratched their scalps raw.
"Ding. A host of demons has come to pay their respects at the Sun Star. The host has two choices." "Option one: reject the demons. What does the Demon Race's survival have to do with me? Reward: one Creation Green Lotus Seed." "Option two: human in your previous life, demon in this one. Preach the Dao once to repay your karmic debt. Reward: ten drops of Pangu blood essence."
Just as Daochen was about to answer, the system's mechanical voice suddenly rang out in his mind.
Looking at the two choices the system offered, Daochen found himself torn.
The Creation Green Lotus Seed needed no explanation. The fully matured Creation Green Lotus had been the companion spiritual treasure of the great sage Pangu, a supreme Chaos treasure like the Heaven-Opening Axe.
Even the five-colored lotus pedestals that had split off when it shattered during the great tribulation of heaven's opening were supreme-grade innate spiritual treasures.
The Innate Five Directional Banners had also formed from its lotus leaves, while Yuanshi's Three Treasures Ruyi and Tongtian's Green Duckweed Sword had likewise formed after the Creation Green Lotus split apart.
All were spiritual treasures of the highest order between heaven and earth.
Naturally, such a spiritual treasure tempted Daochen.
But the other choice tempted Daochen just as much.
Ten drops of Pangu blood essence!
Ever since obtaining the "Nine Revolutions Mystic Art" at Mount Buzhou, Daochen had begun cultivating in seclusion upon his return. Yet because of the issue of Pangu's bloodline, he had been unable to cultivate the "Nine Revolutions Mystic Art" no matter what he tried.
His innate foundation as a Chaos Golden Crow was powerful, granting him exceptional comprehension and cultivation speed, and even great strength when fighting above his level. But it offered him no advantage whatsoever in cultivating the "Nine Revolutions Mystic Art."
This was also the problem giving Daochen the greatest headache at present.
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