Chapter 107: Dong Wanggong Has Something to Say

Amidst the surging Chaos, Nuwa fled at high speed, with several figures following closely behind.

With a single chime of a bell, the Chaos was rent asunder, and Nuwa's figure trembled slightly.

Mountains, rivers, and landscapes of the Primordial World appeared all around her body, like an unfurled scroll protecting her.

However, it only flashed once before the scroll vanished into Nuwa's body.

"Di Jun, Taiyi! My brother no longer has any intention of returning to the Demon Court, why must you press him so hard!" Nuwa's face darkened, her eyes full of annoyance.

During this trip to Purple Heaven Palace, she had listened to the words of Tian Yuan and truly benefited immensely.

Not only did she obtain the legendary Foundation of Sainthood, the Hongmeng Purple Qi, but she also gained many Innate Spiritual Treasures.

The only thing that made her feel depressed was being forcefully taken as a disciple by Hongjun.

She clearly did not wish to take a master, yet she could not speak in Purple Heaven Palace, and like the Three Pure Ones, she became a Personal Disciple of the Dao Ancestor.

She was already distressed, and who would have thought that upon leaving Purple Heaven Palace, Di Jun and Taiyi would surround her to ask about Fuxi.

Her brother had finally managed to break away from the Demon Court; Nuwa was overjoyed and would never let them have any further involvement.

Moreover, the Buzhou Mountain Consciousness Space was of great importance, and she could not possibly inform them of it.

Because they were outside Purple Heaven Palace, Di Jun and the others did not act recklessly, but not wanting to break into the Chaos, Taiyi intended to use force to subdue her.

Although she was distressed about being forcefully taken as a disciple by Hongjun, this Taiyi's boldness was truly too great.

Despite being ten thousand times unwilling in her heart, she was indeed still a Personal Disciple of the Dao Ancestor.

"What you wish to do, I do not care, but the Emperor Fuxi is a member of our Demon Court." Di Jun's booming voice pierced through the Chaos.

Di Jun valued Fuxi immensely.

The Demon Court could not have reached this day without Fuxi's contributions; the fact that those members of the Demon Race were taken away by Nuwa was one thing, but the matter of Fuxi absolutely could not be glossed over.

Nuwa said no more and sped toward the Primordial World.

Many of the figures fleeing through the surrounding Chaos were secretly annoyed, especially Dong Wanggong.

Earlier, Di Jun had intimidated the Dragon Clan in the East Sea, which had already made him quite dissatisfied, and now he actually wanted to subdue a Personal Disciple of the Dao Ancestor.

He had listened to the Dao in Purple Heaven Palace and could be considered to have received the grace of the Dao Ancestor.

Furthermore, now that he had been enfeoffed as the Head of Male Immortals, Dong Wanggong felt that he should stand up at this moment.

Breaking through the Chaos, Dong Wanggong shouted loudly: "Di Jun! You all are too arrogant; Senior Sister Nuwa is a Personal Disciple of the Dao Ancestor. Where does this put the Dao Ancestor?"

Donghuang Taiyi wielded an Innate Supreme Treasure, so Dong Wanggong was naturally not so foolish as to not bring up the Dao Ancestor directly.

Everyone around had received the Dao Ancestor's teachings, and he did not believe no one would stand up.

As he spoke, he even cast his gaze toward the Three Pure Ones and Jieyin and Zhunti in the distance.

The Three Pure Ones were Personal Disciples, and Jieyin and Zhunti had been taken as Nominal Disciples; they were fellow disciples with Nuwa, so this task should completely fall to them.

Jieyin and Zhunti looked left and right, pretending they saw nothing.

Earlier, during the Witch-Demon battle, they had witnessed the power of the Innate Supreme Treasure, the Chaos Bell; during the distribution of treasures in Purple Heaven Palace, they had not received any good treasures, so they would not wade into this muddy water.

"Indeed! There is more than just one Innate Supreme Treasure in this world!"

Before the Three Pure Ones could speak, a clear voice came from not far away.

Hearing this, Dong Wanggong's eyes immediately lit up; the person who arrived was cooperating perfectly.

Seeing the fiery red figure in the distance, Dong Wanggong immediately had a strange expression, but he still echoed: "Fellow Daoist Hongyun is right!"

During this lecture in Purple Heaven Palace, Laozi and Yuanshi Tianzun were both gifted Innate Supreme Treasures by the Dao Ancestor, and the power of the Zhu Xian Sword Formation in Tongtian's hands was also not inferior to an Innate Supreme Treasure.

Hongyun's words were as good as naming names!

If the Three Pure Ones could help, a mere Taiyi would count for nothing.

Zhenyuanzi, who was waiting beside Hongyun, was already anxious and pacing in circles.

However, as it concerned the Dao Ancestor, he could not speak recklessly, so he only pulled on the other's Daoist robe repeatedly.

In Purple Heaven Palace, the six people who obtained the Meditation Cushions were all taken as disciples by the Dao Ancestor and were even gifted Dharma treasures and Hongmeng Purple Qi.

One did not need to think to know what those six Meditation Cushions represented; the karma between Hongyun and Kunpeng was great.

It was just that even though Hongyun had clearly yielded his Meditation Cushion, Hongjun still bestowed upon him a strand of Hongmeng Purple Qi.

Zhenyuanzi did not know why the Dao Ancestor did this, but for Hongyun, it was definitely not a good thing.

When Demon Master Kunpeng left Purple Heaven Palace, his face was terrifyingly gloomy. He already had enough trouble on his hands, yet this fellow Hongyun had gone to provoke the Demon Emperor of the Demon Court and even hinted at the Three Pure Ones.

Dong Wanggong had previously been gathering the Demon Race in the East Sea, and now that he had been gifted the title of Head of Male Immortals by the Dao Ancestor, his jumping out publicly must have some ulterior motive.

Hongyun was being used as a spear by the other party, yet he still looked excited.

Regarding this good friend of his, Zhenyuanzi truly had no other way.

If it were not for their deep friendship, he would have flicked his sleeves and left.

Bowing toward the Three Pure Ones in the distance, Zhenyuanzi pulled Hongyun and fled toward the Primordial World.

"Zhenyuanzi! Since the Primordial World is right before us, why the rush?" Hongyun looked into the distance, unwilling to leave just yet.

Zhenyuanzi said nothing more, only increasing his speed, which caused Hongyun to complain repeatedly.

Kunpeng was a person of the Demon Court; if he joined forces with Di Jun and Taiyi, they would definitely be no match.

They were not Nuwa; they had not been taken as Personal Disciples by the Dao Ancestor, nor did they have an Innate Supreme Treasure to protect them.

In the distance, Laozi had the Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang Linglong Pagoda above his head, showing no movement at all.

Yuanshi Tianzun gave a cold snort, his gaze sweeping over Dong Wanggong, Di Jun, and the others with an arrogant expression.

Tongtian frowned, but his eyes looked at the Chaos Bell above Donghuang Taiyi's head with a hint of fervor.

He had long wanted to try the power of the Chaos Bell, but he had been called back by his Big Brother.

The few of them had just obtained their supreme treasures, and the restrictions within them had not yet been refined, so they could not exert much combat power.

If they acted rashly, winning would be one thing, but if they were defeated by the Chaos Bell, it would diminish the reputation of the Three Pure Ones.

The gazes of the Three Pure Ones caused the expressions of Di Jun and Taiyi to sink.

The Three Pure Ones are no longer what they once were; all three have been bestowed supreme treasures by the Dao Ancestor, and even the Demon Court dares not provoke them lightly.

Casting a cold glance at Dong Wanggong in the distance, Taiyi, with the Chaos Bell suspended above his head, and the other three fled toward Kunpeng.

The Three Pure Ones are one thing, but this Dong Wanggong truly has a path to his own destruction! As for Hongyun, who had long since departed, he likewise annoyed the two Demon Emperors.

Seeing Di Jun and Taiyi retreat, Dong Wanggong's eyes lit up brightly.

Excited in his heart, he hurriedly shouted to those around him: "Today, I am fortunate to have been bestowed the title of Head of Male Immortals by the Dao Ancestor, and I wish to host a banquet for all immortals with the Queen Mother of the West at Penglai Immortal Island; all of you are welcome to come!"

Although he did not obtain the Hongmeng Purple Qi or an Innate Supreme Treasure during this trip to Purple Heaven Palace, the title of Head of Male Immortals still made Dong Wanggong very excited.

The Three Thousand Guests of Zixiao Palace are all extraordinary, but how many can truly gain the attention of the Dao Ancestor?

Aside from the Three Pure Ones and that unlucky fellow Hongyun, it was only him left.

With the title of Head of Male Immortals, it was clear the Dao Ancestor intended for him to lead all immortals, and presumably, the others also understood the profound meaning behind it.

Sure enough, no sooner had Dong Wanggong spoken than figures gathered one after another, all loudly offering their congratulations.

With the Dao Ancestor's approval, who would refuse? Dong Wanggong was in high spirits, and as he caught a glimpse of Di Jun and the others leaving, he felt even more smug.

The Dao Ancestor is the strongest in the Primordial World, and after merging his body with the Dao, he is even more so than before.

Dong Wanggong, responding repeatedly, looked toward the Three Pure Ones in the distance, only to see the three of them not slowing down and vanishing from the scene in an instant.

Not far away, Jieyin and Zhunti also fled toward the Western World without looking back.

Anxious, he hurriedly shouted to Nuwa, who had not yet left: "Senior Sister Nuwa!"

Nuwa frowned and replied indifferently: "I have matters to attend to, so I will not be going."

Having said this, she did not wait for a response and quickly fled forward.

How could Nuwa not see through Dong Wanggong's little schemes? The words he spoke just now were not meant to help her; they were entirely to borrow influence for himself.

Seeing that Nuwa was also so impolite, Dong Wanggong was secretly angry but dared not show it.

Just as he had said earlier, these people were all disciples of the Dao Ancestor and were not people he could afford to offend.

The many Innate Sacreds who had gathered seemed not to notice this scene and merely continued to congratulate Dong Wanggong.

The laughter and joy surrounding him also made Dong Wanggong forget the unpleasantness in his heart.

Clear laughter echoed through the Chaos, and many rays of auspicious light streaked across.

After their group fled into the Primordial World, they headed straight for Penglai Immortal Island in the East Sea.

(End of this chapter)