Chapter 199: The Beginning of the Three Pure Ones' Split

Laozi withdrew his gaze, glanced at Yuanshi and Tongtian, and his expression also became somewhat unsightly.

"Enough!"

If this were only on Kunlun Mountain, it would be one thing, but the Western Two Sages are both present right now; it would only invite ridicule.

Laozi also began to feel somewhat disappointed in his two brothers.

Having cultivated for such ages, and now being Heavenly Dao Saints, they were still so impetuous, unable to keep their composure in anything they did.

Sweeping a glance at the two who were no longer speaking but still glaring at each other, he could not help but sigh slightly in his heart.

Although the foundations of Jieyin and Zhunti behind them were much poorer, their temperaments were far above those of Tongtian and Yuanshi.

Among the Three Thousand Guests of Zixiao Palace, how many had foundations and talents superior to the Western Two Sages, yet they had all become Saints.

It is true that Hongjun is strange, and that Stone Man of Buzhou Mountain likewise has his own goals, but Laozi simply does not care.

The Dao is his lifelong pursuit!

They are the continuation of the Father God and should naturally take proving the Dao as their own responsibility.

Seeing Laozi's gaze, Jieyin and Zhunti hurriedly rushed forward and said respectfully, "Three Senior Brothers, we shall take our leave first."

They were very satisfied with this trip to Purple Heaven Palace; not only did they learn of the foundation of Tian Yuan, but the Master also passed down a Cultivation Method.

Being able to have such gains was all thanks to their relationship with the Three Pure Ones.

Now that the Three Pure Ones showed signs of internal strife, it would be best to leave early just in case. If Yuanshi and Tongtian were to get angry and use them as punching bags, there would be nowhere to reason with them.

Whether it was Yuanshi, who possessed the Pangu Banner, or Tongtian, who held the Zhu Xian Sword Formation, neither were people they could handle.

The three, including Laozi, did not even look at the Western Two Sages, but everyone's complexion was very poor.

Jieyin and Zhunti acted as if they did not see the expressions of the Three Pure Ones, smiling as they transformed into rays of light and fled into the distance, disappearing into the surging Chaos.

Seeing Jieyin and Zhunti leave, Yuanshi Tianzun could not help but speak: "Big Brother! The Master passed down the Qi Cultivation Method; that Stone Man of Buzhou Mountain must absolutely not be left alive!"

Before coming to Purple Heaven Palace, Yuanshi Tianzun had seen with his own eyes Tian Yuan shattering the luck of the Demon Court.

Although he looked down on Di Jun and Taiyi, the Demon Race was, after all, the current protagonist of heaven and earth.

The Demon Court gathered the luck of heaven and earth; to rashly take action against the Demon Court would cause even a Heavenly Dao Saint to suffer a backlash.

Yet that Stone Man of Buzhou Mountain stepped arrogantly into the Demon Court and actually retreated unscathed. Even the Chaos Bell, an Innate Supreme Treasure in Taiyi's palm, could not protect that surging luck.

As a Heavenly Dao Saint, Yuanshi Tianzun would never allow such an anomaly to exist in heaven and earth.

"Hmph!" Tongtian Jiaozhu beside him gave a cold huff, his face very displeased.

He had a strange feeling in his heart that ever since the sermon at Purple Heaven Palace, Yuanshi Tianzun had become different.

Laozi did not speak and, without looking back, fled toward the Primordial World.

Seeing this, Tongtian followed closely behind, his figure darting away rapidly.

Yuanshi Tianzun, who was trailing behind, frowned as he watched the two move away, and he also increased his speed.

Before long, the three passed through the Chaos, plunged into the Primordial World, and returned to Kunlun Mountain.

Several figures were already waiting outside Sanqing Palace, and among the many Arrays left on the mountain, there were still quite a few living beings undergoing trials.

Laozi swept a cold glance at the mountainside and immediately waved his large hand, and a simple and honest youth appeared in the hall.

The youth was in a trance, his eyes somewhat dazed, as if he had not yet adapted to the changes in the surrounding environment.

Laozi opened his eyes faintly, and cold words came forth: "Xuan-du! From now on, you are the first disciple of our Three Pure Ones. Why do you not yet pay respects to your two uncles!"

As the ethereal Dao sound echoed in his ears, the youth came to his senses, his face instantly filled with great joy.

He then hurriedly prostrated on the ground and said loudly in greeting, "Xuan-du pays respects to Master, and pays respects to the two Uncles!"

Although he had passed the assessment on the mountain long ago, he had been waiting outside for a very long time. He had originally thought there was no chance left, but he never expected to become the first disciple of the Three Pure Ones; Xuan-du was overjoyed in his heart.

Laozi nodded slightly and flicked his sleeves, and several rays of light flew over and landed in front of Xuan-du.

"Many thanks, Master!" Seeing the dharma treasures before him, Xuan-du was overjoyed and thanked him repeatedly.

Entering the sect of a Saint, and that of Laozi, the head of the Three Pure Ones, was truly a heaven-sent opportunity.

Yuanshi and Tongtian saw this and merely nodded slightly.

Only a moment later, they turned their heads in unison and looked at Laozi on the side with confusion. Yet they saw their Big Brother's eyes slightly lowered, motionless, and he actually had no intention of taking any more disciples.

Yuanshi Tianzun was not polite either; with a slight flick of his sleeves, many figures appeared, all of whom had been waiting outside the great hall.

The dozen or so people originally outside Sanqing Palace were instantly reduced to only one man and one woman.

Tongtian's expression darkened slightly, and a flash of annoyance appeared in his eyes.

He respected Yuanshi as an elder brother and did not want the other party to be so impolite, directly sweeping away the vast majority of those with good temperaments.

He prioritized affinity when taking disciples; temperament and foundation were not his first choices, but Yuanshi's actions made him quite angry.

He looked coldly at Yuanshi Tianzun, and two rays of light streaked across the mountainside, appearing in the great hall together with the two people outside the door.

After doing this, Tongtian waved his large hand, and from the many Arrays leading directly to the foot of the mountain, one figure after another flew out, yet there were still over a thousand living beings left behind.

Those many living beings who flew out showed disappointment and regret, while the group of living beings who remained on the mountain were all filled with confusion.

They were struggling to break through the Arrays, so how could all the surrounding Arrays suddenly disappear?

They had not broken through the Arrays, nor had they climbed to the top of the mountain; could it be that the time was up?

Yet in their line of sight, they saw one figure after another in the air falling toward the foot of Kunlun Mountain.

"From now on, you are all members of my Jie Sect!" A slightly cold and arrogant voice echoed in their ears, and the group of living beings left on the mountain were all stunned.

They clearly hadn't passed the trial, yet they could still join the Saint's sect? The many living beings scattered on Kunlun Mountain hurriedly knelt on the ground one by one and said loudly in greeting: "Pay respects to Master!"

The people prostrate on the ground could not hide the joy in their hearts.

In Sanqing Palace, Yuanshi Tianzun, who had been happy to have received many disciples, was taken aback and immediately turned to glare at Tongtian.

"Tongtian! A bunch of wet-born, egg-hatched, fur-clad, and horn-bearing creatures, you actually took them all into your sect?"

They, the Three Pure Ones, were transformed from the Pangu Primordial Spirit and were the Personal Disciples of the Dao Ancestor of Purple Heaven Palace; how could just anyone be allowed to join the sect?

Tongtian actually took in over a thousand people so casually; what did he take their Kunlun Mountain for? What did he take their Three Pure Ones for? If it were like this, what meaning did the trial Arrays on the mountain have?

These disciples represent the face of the Three Pure Ones; if they are so uneven in quality, won't they lose face for the Three Pure Ones when they walk the Primordial World in the future?

The more Yuanshi Tianzun thought about it, the more furious he became.

Although most of the people who passed the trial were swept away by him, Tongtian shouldn't be acting so recklessly.

"They have an affinity with me, so they naturally should enter the Jie Sect!" Glancing indifferently at Yuanshi Tianzun, Tongtian responded silently.

His Dao was destined to not allow for only taking a few disciples.

If conditions permitted, Tongtian would love to take in all the living beings of the Primordial World, giving them all a chance to intercept a glimmer of survival.

"You—"

Yuanshi Tianzun was furious, his pair of Chaos eyes opened wide; he felt that Tongtian was deliberately going against him.

Tongtian's indifferent expression made Yuanshi Tianzun's angry punch land on cotton.

The newly accepted disciples were all below the hall, and others could not hear their conversation, but he couldn't just start a fight, could he? Yuanshi Tianzun had no choice but to turn his head to look at Laozi beside him: "Big Brother!"

The trial array in the mountain was something they had discussed beforehand, yet now Tongtian was accepting disciples so casually.

In the future, when that group of beings walks the Primordial World, won't it be their Three Pure Ones' reputation that gets ruined?

More importantly, many of the beings Tongtian accepted had extremely poor character, and he feared they would damage the Heaven and Earth Luck of the Three Pure Ones.

"From now on, my Ren Sect will only have Xuan-du; you all may do as you please!" After saying this, Laozi carried Xuan-du and disappeared from Sanqing Palace.

Seeing Big Brother leave directly, Yuanshi Tianzun was stunned, his face twitching slightly.

Immediately, he let out an angry snort in his heart, gathered up that group of figures, and disappeared from the scene, out of sight, out of mind.

Seeing this, Tongtian stepped out and left with the remaining four people.

After everyone had disappeared, a faint sigh echoed within the silent Sanqing Palace.

Primordial World, on Mount Sumeru in the Western Region.

Jieyin and Zhunti sat opposite each other, their expressions somewhat grave.

Although they had received the Cultivation Method passed down by their grandmaster on this trip, it required the assistance of Heaven and Earth Luck.

But the Western Region was barren, and their Western Sect did not have many disciples, so naturally, there was no talk of any gathering of luck.

Although the Demon Court's luck had shattered because of Tian Yuan, the scattered luck was almost all in the Eastern Land.

This was also one of the reasons why they were very happy to see the infighting among the Three Pure Ones.

The more chaotic the East became, the more opportunity the West had to get a share of the spoils.

It was just that given the current situation in the Primordial World, they dared not act recklessly at all. Not to mention the Three Pure Ones on Kunlun Mountain, even Tian Yuan on Mount Buzhou was an insurmountable chasm.

The two looked at each other and simultaneously lowered their heads to look toward the Netherworld.

"Big Brother truly knows my heart!" Zhunti pressed his palms together, and gentle words came forth.

To make the Western Sect grow, they naturally needed more living beings.

Minghe created the Asura and established the Asura Sect to achieve sainthood; it was clear that there was also Great Fortune gathered upon those Asura.

They dared not set foot in the East for the time being, so now they could only set their target on Minghe.

Moreover, some time ago, they discovered that Minghe was frantically creating the Asura Clan and seemed to want to reach into the Western Land as well, so it was best to strike first.

Jieyin, who had formed a Buddhist Verse with his hands, nodded slightly: "Then I will have to trouble Junior Brother to make a trip!"

The two dared not provoke the Three Pure Ones, but they had nothing to worry about regarding Minghe.

Ferrying some Asura to the Nether Blood Sea was not an easy task.

"Good!"

Zhunti nodded slightly, the Lotus Platform beneath him rose slowly and faded into the void.

Outside the Nether Blood Sea, Zhunti, sitting quietly on the Lotus Platform, revealed his figure, his body shrouded in thick magic power, isolating the faint blood mist.

The Blood Sea was filthy and could even corrode the Primordial Spirit; although a Heavenly Dao Saint had no fear of it, he found it exceptionally disgusting.

Appearing in the air, Zhunti looked down and saw numerous wandering souls lined up below, being escorted by many Asura toward the Blood Sea.

In the rolling blood mist rising in the distance, roars echoed one after another.

Standing in the air, Zhunti saw it clearly; from time to time, Asura would drill out from the churning blood waves.

"This fellow Minghe truly has no small ambition." Glancing at the many teams circling the Blood Sea, Zhunti was also surprised in his heart.

Under his gaze, many Asura emerged every second. And outside that Blood Sea, there were countless wandering souls gathering.

The Western Region was barren and could not support many people in cultivation; quality was preferred over quantity, so those powerful Asura were naturally all inside the Blood Sea.

With many thoughts turning in his mind, Zhunti's hand movements were not slow, and he reached out to grab into the Blood Sea.

The expected resistance did not appear; Zhunti had even prepared to spar with Minghe, but who would have thought the Blood Sea would have no movement at all.

Those few Asura at the Taiyi Golden Immortal stage were snatched out by Zhunti without any resistance.

Looking at the many Asura and wandering souls who could hardly move under his powerful aura, Zhunti looked puzzled: "Is that fellow Minghe not in the Blood Sea?"

Regarding this old neighbor, he had studied him quite a bit before becoming a Saint.

Minghe was born from the Blood Sea and practiced the Blood God Son Technique, so his connection to the Blood Sea was very close.

Even if the other party was not there, such a major event happening in his lair would surely be known immediately; it made no sense for him not to appear now.

Looking at the few Asura he had grabbed, Zhunti scanned them with his Divine Sense, and his brows immediately furrowed slightly.

These Asura actually did not know where Minghe had gone.

"Strange! Strange! A dignified Saint couldn't just disappear like this, could he?" Zhunti's Divine Sense swept toward the entire Netherworld, but he still did not discover Minghe's fluctuations.

This sudden discovery made Zhunti begin to feel somewhat shocked.

Minghe, like them, had also achieved sainthood through merit and had the Blood Sea as a backing; now he had actually vanished.

With a grave expression, Zhunti hurriedly calmed his mind and began to search for Minghe across the Primordial World.

As fellow Saints, although one could hide one's own aura, if one sensed forcibly by utilizing the Primordial Spirit entrusted to the Heavenly Dao, one could still find the other party.

After a short while, Zhunti opened his eyes, his expression becoming incomparably grave.

Across the entire Primordial Great Land, there was actually no trace of Minghe's fluctuations.

With a sunken face, Zhunti once again cast his gaze toward the Sea of Blood beneath him.

The Nether Blood Sea forms its own space; could the other party be hiding in the deepest part of the Sea of Blood?

Saints care most about their reputation; given Minghe's temperament, he absolutely could not endure him capturing the Asura Clan like this, so it is impossible for him to hide and not come out.

After sweeping away another portion of powerful Asura, Zhunti's figure immediately vanished into the air.

On Mount Sumeru, Jieyin opened his eyes, looking at the appearing Zhunti with a hint of shock and suspicion.

Zhunti had not been gone for long, and he had not sensed any fluctuations of battle in the Netherworld.

Before Jieyin could ask, Zhunti said urgently: "Senior Brother, that Minghe has gone missing."

If it were an ordinary living being, it would be one thing, but Minghe is a Saint, after all. How could he disappear without a sound? How could this not make Zhunti panic?

Jieyin was stunned; although he knew his Junior Brother could not be lying to him, he still immediately calmed his mind and sensed the entire Primordial heaven and earth.

Just like Zhunti before him, he searched the entire Primordial Great Land and also did not discover any of Minghe's fluctuations.

With a sunken face, he cast his gaze toward Mount Buzhou.

Earlier, Minghe had sought trouble with Tian Yuan, but was defeated by the other party with a casual wave of his hand.

During the time they went to Purple Heaven Palace, could it be that Minghe went to Mount Buzhou again and has now fallen into Tian Yuan's trap?

Zhunti swallowed hard, harboring the same conjecture in his heart, followed immediately by a sense of dread.

The strength of a Saint lies in their Primordial Spirit being entrusted to the Heavenly Dao; could it be that Tian Yuan already has a way to deal with Saints?

(End of this chapter)