Chapter 124: Hong Jun: How About You Become the Dao Ancestor?

After Xiang Xuanqing left, Jing Yao and Yuchen did not depart.

“Friend Feng, have my other two orders been completed?”

Lord Jing Yao tucked the green ox into his sleeve, then eagerly turned to Nv Wa.

“Yes, they’re finished,” Nv Wa said, producing two black boxes.

“This one is Dark Yao Ji Du, the Supreme Lord; this one is You Ming Feng Dou, the Great Emperor of the Netherworld.”

She did not open them, but handed both boxes to Jing Yao: “And as you requested, I’ve added many functions—preaching mode, combat mode, artifact-crafting mode, darkness mode, solemnity mode...”

“Cough, cough, that’s enough, that’s enough,” Jing Yao coughed lightly, swiftly stowing the boxes away, then vanished in a flash.

Lord Jing Yao hurried off; Lord Yuchen suspected the later functions might not be entirely proper.

“This is the Three Pure Ones figurine you commissioned,” Nv Wa opened a green box; radiant light fluttered, one qi transformed into three Daoists.

These three Daoists bore the image of three brothers.

Yet according to Lord Yuchen’s design, the Three Pure Ones’ appearances had been slightly altered.

Tai Qing De Dao Tian Zun appeared as an elder, with kind brows and benevolent eyes, bearing the aura of a celestial immortal;

Yu Qing Yuan Shi Tian Zun appeared as a middle-aged man, radiating solemnity, never smiling;

Shang Qing Ling Bao Tian Zun appeared as a youth, with sword-like brows and starlit eyes, brimming with vigor.

The Three Pure Ones stood side by side in the clouds, manifesting boundless auspicious clouds; golden lamps glowed brightly, eight-directional Dao principles converged like dragons, wind and clouds howled, exotic fragrances rose, thousands upon thousands of auspicious clouds drifted, and celestial radiance surged endlessly.

Proper to an absurd degree.

“Thank you, friend,” Lord Yuchen was deeply satisfied with the Three Pure Ones figurine and paid Nv Wa an extra sum as final payment.

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Nv Wa, upon seeing it, flickered a look of surprise in her beautiful eyes: “Friend, didn’t you give too much?”

Just from the title, it was clear this was someone’s array-art achievement.

“Your work is worth this price!” Lord Yuchen spoke sincerely.

“Then I’ll accept it,” Nv Wa no longer refused.

“Excellent.”

Lord Yuchen laughed loudly, turned, and departed with the Treasure-Hunting Mouse.

“Little Duobao, come and pay your respects to your two senior uncles.”

“You ask which is the senior uncle? Bow to whichever one first—that one becomes the senior uncle.”

Watching Lord Yuchen’s retreating back, Nv Wa’s face broke into a smile: “These three brothers are truly amusing.”

Two improper ones, one proper one.

Is this combination proper or not?

The Ling Shan Ten Shamans inspection team really seemed to be here to inspect.

Having toured Bai Yujing nearly to completion, they planned to depart.

Before Wu Luo left, Xiang Xuanqing delivered the gift.

“Don’t open it yet—wait until you get back. There’s a surprise,” Xiang Xuanqing whispered mysteriously.

This left Wu Luo utterly baffled.

“Up to no good,” Wu Luo grunted, stowing the jade box away.

Hong Jun and Yang Mei appeared to see off the inspection team.

“I hope we can reach cooperation,” Hong Jun said to Hou Tu.

Hou Tu smiled: “Once we find a suitable leader, we’ll seriously consider your proposal.”

“I believe this goal will be achieved soon,” Hong Jun glanced at Xiang Xuanqing with an ambiguous look.

“Let’s hope so,” Hou Tu remained noncommittal.

After further formalities, the Ling Shan Ten Shamans inspection team concluded their journey and departed from Bai Yujing.

Yang Mei stood beside Xiang Xuanqing and asked: “Friend, aren’t you curious why we invited the Ling Shan Ten Shamans?”

“Not curious,” Xiang Xuanqing shook his head and turned to leave.

Hong Jun called out to Him: “Friend, what do you think of Bai Yujing’s prospects?”

Was this an official recruitment attempt?

Xiang Xuanqing stopped, smiling: “What do you think of the Tian Xian Dao Guo?”

“The Supreme Dao.”

Hong Jun said: “Whether the Tian Xian of the Hun Yuan Nine Immortals or the Tian Xian of the Zhou Tian Five Immortals, your path greatly aids our Immortal Dao.”

“In the past, I sincerely invited you to join our Immortal Dao.”

Hong Jun looked at Xiang Xuanqing and asked solemnly: “Having entered Bai Yujing twice, have you made your decision?”

Xiang Xuanqing also stilled his smile, his expression serious: “If you invite us to join, what position can you promise?” You don’t give away free things.

Hearing this, Hong Jun fell into thought.

Now that Xiang Xuanqing had pioneered the Tian Xian Dao Guo, he had proven the Hun Yuan Nine Immortals and Zhou Tian Five Immortals were correct paths.

This promise could no longer be ordinary.

Hundreds of primordial spiritual treasures? With Xiang Xuanqing’s artifact-crafting ability, he likely no longer cared.

“Here’s my proposal!”

Hong Jun seemed to have reached a decision, his gaze fixed on Xiang Xuanqing: “How about you become the Dao Ancestor?”

“Huh?” Xiang Xuanqing froze.

Yang Mei was startled and immediately sent a mental message.

[Didn’t you want to take Him as your disciple?]

[Did I say that? You must be mistaken.]

[Hey, you old Daoist, now you’re turning the tables!]

Mount Sumeru, Luo Hou was busy with the transformation of the Demon Heaven.

Wu Luo sat atop a black lotus and opened Xiang Xuanqing’s gift.

“What’s Xiang Xuanqing up to?”

Wu Luo stared at the figurine—it was clearly his own divine manifestation.

Though the resemblance was only four or five percent, Wu Luo instantly recognized it as Da Luo Hou.

“The craftsmanship is quite good,” Wu Luo examined the figurine; its appearance and aura were well-crafted, and the materials were top-tier primordial spiritual substances.

Wu Luo didn’t feel offended.

It was just slightly embarrassing to hold a figurine of himself—but not entirely unacceptable.

At that moment, the Luo Hou figurine’s eyes suddenly opened.

The first words it spoke to Wu Luo: “Woman, you’re playing with fire!”

“????” Wu Luo’s eyes widened.

“Woman, you’re playing with fire!” The Luo Hou figurine spoke again, voice domineering and forceful.

“Th-this-this...” Wu Luo’s face flushed crimson like evening clouds; steam seemed to rise from his head.

He tossed the Luo Hou figurine away as if it were dirty.

But the moment he threw it, it triggered a mechanism.

The Luo Hou figurine soared into the air, spouting line after line of dialogue:

“Damn it, you’re mine!”

“Listen well: only I have the right to make you cry!”

“Without my permission, you’re not allowed to die?!”

“Y-you... stop talking!” Wu Luo pointed at the floating figurine, his lips trembling.

He was both humiliated and furious, his body shaking like a sieve; he now wished he could crawl into a crack in the earth.

Yet the Luo Hou figurine kept speaking.

“You’re not allowed to love anyone but me!”

“Damn it, seeing this woman in distress makes my heart ache!”

“If you’re provoking me, then I tell you—you’ve succeeded.”

“Come home with me. Be obedient!”

“In all the heavens and worlds, if anyone harms her even a single hair, you’ll all die with her!”

“Shut up! Shut up!” Wu Luo stamped his foot in rage, nearly driven mad; his flushed face could drip blood.

The Luo Hou figurine spoke coldly:

“Are you using reverse psychology? Fine—I’ll play along to the end!”

“Aaaaaa! I’ll kill you!”

Wu Luo lunged forward, claws outstretched.

Instantly, demonic energy surged across Mount Sumeru, and killing intent roared.

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