Chapter 41: The Demon Ancestor Fights the Dao Ancestor, Ming He Finally Emerges from Seclusion

"Luo Hou, you've crossed the line!"

When the Demon Ancestor Luo Hou wandered outside a celestial mountain with the God-Slaying Spear in hand, two figures leapt out from within.

"Oh, what a coincidence?"

Luo Hou smiled at the sudden appearance of Hong Jun and Yang Mei: "Are the two of you waiting here specially for me?"

"Who would waste time waiting for you?"

"It's you who crossed the line!"

Yang Mei regarded Luo Hou with wary eyes: "We had an agreement—to divide east and west with Kunlun as the boundary."

"Only when discovering Shen Ni can we ignore this."

"So, have you found Shen Ni?"

"Not yet."

Luo Hou shook his head: "Last time I missed him—he slipped away."

"Now I don't even know where he's hiding."

"Then why are you here?"

Hong Jun toyed with a small triangular flag in his hand, his expression calm, yet his attention fixed entirely on Luo Hou.

"What's so surprising?"

"We agreed on east and west—but did we ever mention north and south?"

"I'm just strolling through the southern reaches of Hong Huang. Who does that bother?"

Luo Hou squinted at the object in Hong Jun's hand.

Pangu Banner?

So he's acquired one of the Three Primordial Treasures—no wonder they jumped out.

He understood at once.

"Who does it bother?"

Yang Mei raised an eyebrow: "You're wandering outside Yujing Mountain with the God-Slaying Spear—tell me, who does that not bother?!"

"This is Yujing Mountain?"

The Demon Ancestor Luo Hou looked astonished.

I just wanted to find some celestial treasures and took a casual stroll—and now I'm at Yujing Mountain?

In fact, Yang Mei and Hong Jun were even more surprised than he was.

Yujing Mountain rarely appears in the physical realm—it mostly drifts through the void.

This time, they'd simply chosen a random spacetime node to dock, and the moment they stepped out, they saw Luo Hou loitering at the gate.

"Did you guys plant something good inside Yujing Mountain?"

Luo Hou peered into the celestial mountain.

"That's too much!"

This blatant provocation darkened Yang Mei's face; he flicked his wrist, sending out a slender willow leaf.

One Leaf Obscures the View.

In Luo Hou’s vision, across countless dimensions, Yujing Mountain had vanished.

As if it had never existed from the start.

"So stingy—fine, don't let me see it then."

Luo Hou sneered, hefting the God-Slaying Spear to leave.

"Wait!"

Hong Jun finally spoke, gazing at Luo Hou with furrowed brows: "What are you looking for, friend?"

"Nothing."

Luo Hou wandered aimlessly.

Yang Mei and Hong Jun exchanged a glance, then decisively followed.

"Friend, just tell us what you're seeking—we'll help you search."

Hong Jun held the Pangu Banner, smiling amiably.

"Yes, yes! You're just wandering aimlessly—we can't let you roam alone. Let us help you?"

Yang Mei pulled out a willow branch from his sleeve, beaming warmly.

The two stood beside Luo Hou like old friends, one on each side.

"No need, no need."

Luo Hou acted as if he sensed no hostility, waving them off: "Go about your business—I'm just strolling."

"Might as well look for some high-grade celestial treasures—something good enough to brew tea with."

Yang Mei stared deeply at Luo Hou, his gaze saying: Are you mocking me?

Even a lie needs some effort—you can't fool a fool like this!

Hong Jun chuckled: "If you won't speak the truth, we can't let you wander freely."

"Believe it or not."

Luo Hou had no patience for these two nuisances.

He wandered east, west, north, south, guided purely by instinct.

Wherever Luo Hou went, Hong Jun and Yang Mei followed.

Yang Mei tried to strike several times, but Hong Jun held him back each time.

"Do you really believe he's searching for celestial treasures?" Yang Mei stared at Luo Hou’s back for a long while.

Hong Jun pinched the bridge of his nose: "Let's watch a bit longer."

Luo Hou radiated no killing intent—seemed genuinely searching for something.

"If you've got time to tail me, why not go find Shen Ni?"

Luo Hou hadn't expected these two to be so patient—they'd followed him all this way.

"My instinct tells me—you're more dangerous than Shen Ni!"

Yang Mei spoke bluntly. "You compare him to me? Does he even deserve to be mentioned in the same breath?!"

Luo Hou sneered, radiating pride.

He stepped leisurely through heaven, advancing across countless dimensions.

Yang Mei and Hong Jun followed in silence.

They crossed endless mountains and rivers, traversed infinite Dao domains.

Walking, pausing, never separating.

After watching the whole way, Yang Mei finally believed Luo Hou’s claim might be true.

"Shall we leave?" Yang Mei gave up—since Luo Hou wasn't causing trouble, they couldn't press further.

"Wait!"

At that moment, Hong Jun’s gaze sharpened, stopping Yang Mei.

As they walked, they had arrived before a pristine, flawless divine mountain.

"Mount Sumeru?"

Luo Hou was surprised—he sensed something.

Hmm. Fate.

Just as he was about to step into Mount Sumeru, Hong Jun—who had waited all this time—struck suddenly.

BOOM!

The Pangu Banner beside him trembled, unleashing power that shattered heaven and earth, annihilating universes.

"Luo Hou, how do you explain this?!" Yang Mei stared at him fiercely, as if he had uncovered the truth.

See how you wriggle out of this!

Still claiming you don't want trouble?

"Explain my ass!"

Luo Hou rolled his eyes and raised his spear in one swift motion!

A great battle erupted immediately.

Ming Jie.

Xiang Xuanqing sensed certain disturbances.

Some mysterious beings were battling in the void.

When Xiang Xuanqing looked closely, he saw only elusive Dao rhythms fluctuating.

Visible yet formless, audible yet silent.

Only the heavy layers of the Dao, dim and indistinct.

One moment they seemed to share the same dimension as Xiang Xuanqing; the next, they vanished into countless timelines.

"How did this even start?"

Xiang Xuanqing saw this and didn’t need to guess—he knew Luo Hou and Hong Jun had clashed.

In all of Hong Huang, only these three possessed such power.

Xiang Xuanqing glanced twice, then ignored it.

He had other matters to attend to.

"Xiang Xuanqing!"

A hearty laugh echoed through the Youming World.

Ming He had emerged from seclusion.

He left the Blood Sea and immediately arrived at Luo Feng Mountain.

"It seems your seclusion has yielded excellent results!"

Xiang Xuanqing looked at Ming He, who radiated vitality, and gave a slight nod.

After the battle in the Blood Sea, once certain karmic entanglements were resolved, Ming He broke free from his chains and made great strides on the Dao.

In response to Xiang Xuanqing’s congratulations, Ming He beamed: "I owe you a huge favor for helping me last time!"

Xiang Xuanqing waved his hand. "We’re family—no need for formalities."

"Oh, by the way, Xiang Xuanqing, I found something—take a look."

As he spoke, Ming He pulled from his sleeve a spiritual treasure: a pearl of chaotic color.

"???"

Xiang Xuanqing took it and stared, stunned: "Aren’t you in seclusion?"

"Where did you find this?"

Ming He replied as if it were obvious: "I’m in seclusion, but my Dao body has been traveling outside!"

"This is something my Dao body found."

Hearing this, Xiang Xuanqing’s expression turned complex.

"Friend, your luck..."

Xiang Xuanqing’s hesitation startled Ming He.

He asked hesitantly: "What? Is there something wrong with it?"

"Yes!"

Xiang Xuanqing pinched the bridge of his nose. "And it’s a major problem."

The pearl Ming He found was no ordinary chaotic pearl.

It had been deliberately altered by the Dragon Clan.

Holding this item allows one to reach the Primary Divine Hall.

But only the First Primary Divine Hall.

The Dragon Clan forged three special chaotic pearls to lure big fish—specifically targeting Primordial Divine Beings.

And here was Ming He, sitting at home in seclusion.

And still managed to find one of them.

This luck? Unbelievable!

(End of Chapter)