A Dao of His Own?

Zhang Guolao snorted coldly, took a step forward, and shifted his body to the side to avoid the attack of one of the young men. Then, he formed his right hand into a claw and grabbed the man's neck, pulling hard.

Pfft!

A piercing shattering sound rang out, followed by a figure flying backward and crashing heavily to the ground with a loud thud.

"Hmph." Zhang Guolao glanced at the young man, then vanished again in a flash.

Zhang Guolao's figure flickered in the void, dodging the attacks of the others with each flash. He appeared beside a man in blue robes and threw a punch, sending the man flying and crashing to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

The other man in blue, seeing his young master easily injured by Zhang Guolao, couldn't help but feel a hint of fear in his eyes. He moved to escape, knowing that no matter what, the group of them together couldn't possibly be a match for Zhang Guolao, and if the fight continued, they would definitely be the ones to suffer.

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!~~~~

The young men had barely moved when Zhang Guolao was already in front of them.

When they saw Zhang Guolao blocking their retreat again, their expressions changed drastically.

"Boy, we admit defeat today. We hope you won't bother us anymore. If you really want to die, then I'll fight you to the end!" The men in blue gritted their teeth and glared at Zhang Guolao, speaking angrily.

Hearing their words, Zhang Guolao's lips curled into a mocking smile. He said, "Heh, you bunch of good-for-nothings? You dare to challenge me? I think you're tired of living!"

"Since that's the case, then we'll show you our power today." As the man in blue spoke, his sword was instantly drawn, a flash of cold light disappearing as he attacked Zhang Guolao.

Zhang Guolao showed no fear. He formed his right hand into a claw, grabbed the sword, and squeezed it tightly. With a flick of his wrist, the sword slipped from the Zhang Guolao -Zhang Guolao man's grasp and fell to the ground. The blue-robed man, however, was sent flying several meters away by Zhang Guolao's force, crashing heavily to the ground.

While Zhang Guolao was engaged in a heated discussion, little did he know that a predestined relationship was quietly brewing.

Meanwhile, the gods of the Primordial World were thoroughly exasperated by this little immortal, Tieguai Li.

The Cult Master Tongtian had already secretly approached Tieguai Li: "I know you caused chaos in Heavenly Court because you wanted to prove your Dao. Join my Jie Sect, and I can help you find your own path."

"What is meant by 'one's own path'?" Tieguai Li scoffed at these words, but the words of the Cult Master Tongtian stirred up a longing within him.

The Cult Master Tongtian continued, "Although our Jie Sect is not as good as the Chan Sect, nor as good as Demon Race Jie Sect, our Jie Sect's cultivation Cultivation Method are no worse than the Chan Sect's. Our Jie Sect's cultivation Method Formula are also much more advanced than the cultivation methods of the Demon Race and the Witch Race, and our Jie Sect's cultivation speed is extremely fast."

"So what?" This question stumped Tieguai Li, because he knew that while the Jie Sect's cultivation speed was indeed fast, it didn't mean that the cultivation was useful.

The Cult Master Tongtian laughed, "As long as you cultivate to the Changsheng Nascent Soul Realm, you can Changsheng forever and reside in the mortal realm. If you cultivate to the Golden Core Stage or the Spirit Transformation Stage, or even survive nine Heavenly Tribulation, then you can live forever and live in the mortal realm. What need do you have for the Dao?"

"And what about you? Are you planning to Changsheng forever?"

"Of course," the Cult Master Tongtian answered without hesitation.

"Then what do you want me to do?" Tieguai Li asked.

"I need your help to overcome my tribulation!" the Cult Master Tongtian said without hesitation.

"Tribulation? I won't help you." At this moment, Tieguai Li shook his head.

The Cult Master Tongtian had already anticipated this situation, so he wasn't surprised. He simply asked, "Then what do you want?"

Tieguai Li pondered for a moment, "I can help you overcome your tribulation, but I have one condition."

What are the conditions?

"I need you to do something for me. After I become a saint, I will pass on the Cultivation Method of the Jie Sect to you."

"That's feasible." After thinking for a moment, the Cult Master Tongtian nodded. "Alright, I agree."

"So what do I need to do now?"

"You are still in the mortal world now. After you become an immortal, you will Heavenly Realm. Then you will go to the Heavenly Realm to find me. After you become the Heavenly Emperor, I will give you all the Cultivation Method of my Jie Sect. At that time, you can help me become a saint."

"Then how am I supposed to find you?" Tieguai Li asked.

"That's easy. You just need to enter the territory of a power called the Heavenly Court to find me."

"I see. Alright, then I'll take my leave now. We'll contact each other again after I successfully enter the Heavenly Court." With that, Tieguai Li turned and left.

As Tieguai Li walked further and further away, a strange light flickered in the eyes of the Cult Master Tongtian, but a smile appeared on his face.

Outside the Heavenly Court.

"Tieguai Li, how dare you cause trouble in my Heavenly Court!" A furious roar came from the void, and then a White Tiger with bared fangs and claws charged towards Tieguai Li.

Tieguai Li sneered, "A mere White Tiger dares to be arrogant in front of me?"

No sooner had Tieguai Li finished speaking than he easily drove away the White Tiger.

"Wow, amazing!" The White Tiger rolled several times on the ground before regaining its balance.

"So weak?" Tieguai Li shook his head as he looked at the White Tiger. He knew very well that the White Tiger was a second-grade divine beast. Although its cultivation level was not high, its strength was definitely among the top. However, it couldn't even last a single move against him.

The White Tiger's face was filled with shock and disbelief, because it couldn't understand why its strength was so weak that it couldn't even withstand a single move.

"Brother White Tiger, are you alright?" The Barefoot Great Immortal rushed over to ask.

"I'm fine." White Tiger waved his hand, then looked at Tieguai Li: "Who exactly are you? Are you Tieguai Li?"

"I am him, and he is me," Tieguai Li replied.

"Is that so? Tieguai Li, how dare you cause trouble in the Heavenly Court?" the White Tiger roared angrily.

"Hmph, this is my own business, it has nothing to do with your Heavenly Court, so you'd better not interfere," Tieguai Li said.

The White Tiger snorted coldly, "I don't care if you're Tieguai Li or Iron Crutch Sun. Since you've come to my Heavenly Court to cause trouble, I'll naturally keep you here."

Tieguai Li sneered, "That's not necessarily true." With that, he swayed and appeared beside the White Tiger, then kicked it in the White Tiger. The White Tiger was sent flying backward, spitting blood.