Chapter 2561: Daoist Randeng Goes Mad!

At Jiuyou Mountain, Yunxiao paid no heed to them, so they could not leave this bamboo grove; the Two Western Saints could only restore their cultivation base here.

Jieyin and Zhunti looked at each other in silence; though Yunxiao had not abandoned them, he treated them with a degree of neglect—if Yunxiao ignored them, they had no idea where to go.

Entering Jiuyou Mountain was unavoidable, but whether they could leave depended on themselves.

Daoist Randeng cursed loudly: "Zhao Gongming, if you dare to leave, beware your poison will kill you! Yunxiao, I refuse to believe you are truly so heartless!!"

In truth, Daoist Randeng had already suspected he might have been deceived by Ancestor Minghe.

But he could not accept it, and refused to believe it!

All of this seemed like a trap laid for him, designed solely to confine him within Jiuyou Mountain.

After he grew weary from cursing, Zhao Gongming tossed him a water flask—clearly the result of a discussion between him and Yunxiao, meant to win over Daoist Randeng.

The power of the ancient Buddha remains formidable; if Daoist Randeng were willing to aid them, they would spare no effort to unearth the Chaos Gourd.

As long as the Chaos Gourd appeared, they would surely be able to exit Jiuyou Mountain directly.

"The Saint Luo Fu once warned me, but I did not listen; now, looking back, everything suddenly became clear," said Yunxiao.

Besides Luo Fu, Nüwa and Fuxi had also warned Yunxiao, but he had ignored them too.

Nüwa could only contact Yunxiao through their unique channel, and all the information Nüwa had obtained, Yunxiao already knew.

"So they knew all along?"

"Exactly!"

Taiyi Jiu Ku Zhenjun felt helpless; he was truly puzzled—this was more absurd than anything they had previously imagined; could this really be true?

Did those beyond the Thirty-Three Heavens not know? Or did they never intend to act?

After pondering so long, Taiyi Jiu Ku Zhenjun could not arrive at any conclusion; Jiuyou Mountain held countless magic treasures and the Ten Sacred Roots, yet they had never encountered any.

"The Ten Sacred Roots are not easily found, but if we can locate their fruits, our chances of finding them will increase."

"How do we find them?"

"That depends on us—if our own cultivation base can make some breakthrough, then finding them will indeed become easier and more effective."

They simply chose not to speak of these matters, and refused to dwell on them.

If one could truly grasp this point, it would benefit them all greatly; right now, they should simply act as they must, and ask what they must.

The Yao Clan and the Wu Clan could not possibly reach Jiuyou Mountain; even if they entered, they could not leave.

"In Jiuyou Mountain, we are both safe and in danger—safe because the battles between the Wu and Yao Clans cannot reach us, dangerous because many demonic beasts here have gone mad."

"Both, I suppose."

Yunxiao sighed; he knew Nüwa was helping him, but he could not accept all the information she offered.

Nüwa was a Saint—her power far surpassed theirs; Yunxiao was already fortunate to access even a fraction of it, and he could not demand more now.

Taiyi Jiu Ku Zhenjun often aided Yunxiao, but much of the time he had to promote himself.