Seating Dispute, Another Scheme Emerges

Chapter 40 Seating Dispute, Another Scheme Emerges

"The Way of Heaven! The Way of Heaven!!"

"Waaaaah~~~ My poor brother and I traveled countless miles from the West, only to find we can't even find a seat! Heaven is so unfair!!"

Zhunti cried out in grief inside the Zixiao Palace.

This caused all the other powerful practitioners who came to listen to the sermon to feel dizzy.

"You can do that?!"

But Zhunti's lament was not over yet: "The West suffers greatly, and its spiritual energy is barren; we two brothers bear the responsibility of reviving the West, and we want to revitalize the Western spiritual veins and make the Western world prosperous."

"Heavens have mercy! We had barely arrived at Zixiao Palace when we were tripped up by this villain, losing our chance and our place to rest."

"Heaven is unjust!"

The guide behind him also realized what was happening, bowed his head, wept, and looked utterly sorrowful.

After their performance, the soft-hearted person couldn't bear it anymore and wanted to say something to remind the two of them.

Seeing the strange expressions on the faces of the other powerful individuals, he had no choice but to remain silent.

However, the world is not lacking in kind-hearted people. Hongyun, a kind-hearted old man from the prehistoric era, couldn't stand it anymore.

"Fellow Daoist... Fellow Daoist..."

"Fellow Daoist, you'd better not say any more."

Ignoring his friend Zhen Yuanzi's attempts to pull him back, Hongyun spoke in a low voice.

When Zhunti heard another deity calling his name, he looked in the direction of the voice and was overjoyed to see Hongyun sitting on a prayer mat.

"I knew there were still kind-hearted people like you in this vast world. Thank you for offering me your seat!"

what?

Hongyun was completely bewildered.

He only wanted to remind Zhunti not to offend the old man Yang Gui; he didn't say anything about offering him a seat.

Zhunti didn't care about him. With snot and tears streaming down his face, he clung to Hongyun and continued to cry out, "Fellow Daoist, you have no idea how wicked this villain is, blocking my brother and me from our path of seeking the Dao."

"If this wicked man hadn't tripped me, my brother and I would already be sitting down. Please have pity on us, fellow Daoist, sob sob..."

"If we do not receive the sage's wondrous teachings and understand the profound principles of heaven and earth, what face will we brothers have to live in this world?"

"I'd rather just turn to ashes!"

As he spoke, Zhunti pulled Jieyin to commit suicide by banging his head against the wall.

Hongyun looked conflicted. His friend Zhen Yuanzi quickly transmitted his voice from behind, urging him not to give up his seat.

After some thought, Hongyun surprisingly stood up amidst the astonished gazes of all the saints, saying, "It's just a seat, fellow Daoist, please don't do this!"

Having said that, he actually gave up his seat to Zhunti.

Before Hongyun could fully stand up, Zhunti quickly sat down, causing Zhenyuanzi to sigh inwardly and remain silent.

Yang Gui looked at Hongyun with a mocking gaze, "Serves you right..."

If Heaven bestows something but does not give it, one will suffer the consequences.

These red clouds deserve to turn gray.

Faced with Zhunti's insults, Yang Gui glanced at him with a strange expression, and continued to watch the scene of the number one master in the prehistoric world with a spectator's attitude.

After Zhunti sat down, he looked at the Kunpeng beside him, his face still filled with sorrow.

"Fellow Daoist, we..."

Kunpeng's face darkened. "Shut up!"

Compared to Hongyun, Kunpeng had already seen through Zhunti and Jieyin's act.

To his surprise, Hongyun, that fool, actually gave up her seat; Zhunti wasn't satisfied and wanted his seat too.

Kunpeng felt a surge of shock and anger.

A cold glint appeared in Zhunti's eyes. He suppressed his sorrow and said in a detached voice, "Fellow Daoist, it has been a long and arduous journey for us brothers to come here."

"Couldn't you do what Fellow Daoist Hongyun did and offer some assistance?"

Kunpeng scoffed, "Do you believe that?"

Jieyin stepped forward, his face full of distress, and pleaded, "Fellow Daoist, please do me a favor."

"Are you threatening me?!" Kunpeng's aura suddenly erupted.

Just then, a cold voice rang out, "Those who wear armor and criticize Mao dare to sit with us? They truly have no manners."

Looking around, it turned out to be the Jade Purity Primordial Daoist sitting in the second position.

Upon hearing Yuanshi's words, Kunpeng's expression changed slightly.

He immediately felt three powerful pressures emanating from the Three Pure Ones rushing towards him.

Kunpeng was immediately enraged.

The three Yuanshi brothers are clearly of one mind; he can't afford to offend them.

But Kunpeng was really unwilling to give up his seat like that.

Moreover, he felt that this prayer mat was of great importance.

Seeing that Kunpeng remained unmoved, the Three Pure Ones immediately felt they were losing face and intensified their pressure.

Kunpeng was no match for the three of them. He glared at Hongyun with resentment and then stood up angrily.

If it weren't for Hongyun, how could he have been implicated? This karma will be settled sooner or later!

Upon seeing this, Jieyin sat down with a joyful expression.

Only then did Sanqing's face look somewhat better.

However, the Taoist Taiqing helplessly guided the Taoist Yuqing Yuanshi, saying, "Second brother, you shouldn't have gotten involved."

Shangqing Tongtian nodded. "Second brother, this concerns the ancient man before us, so we must not speak rashly."

Yuanshi snorted coldly and remained silent.

He was well aware of the implications, but he disdained to dance with a mere creature like Kunpeng, feeling it would disgrace the true lineage of Pangu.

When everything had settled down, the group of deities felt an overwhelming pressure appear within the Zixiao Palace.

In the depths of the Purple Cloud Palace, on that empty spot, the Sage Hongjun appeared at some unknown time, showing neither sorrow nor joy.

Upon seeing the sage appear, all the holy beings present, except for Yang Gui, stood up and bowed.

"Greetings, Saint!"

Hongjun nodded, glancing at Yang Gui with a look that seemed to come out of nowhere.

Then, with a flick of his finger, a streak of light flew out.

A new prayer mat appeared in front of the Taoist Taiqing.

Just as the assembled deities were bewildered, Hongjun said in a calm voice, "Fellow Daoist, please have a seat!"

Fellow Daoist?!

In an instant, all the deities looked at Yang Gui in disbelief.

This person actually claims to be friends with a sage!

The two holy beings, Zhunti and Jieyin, were startled, and a bad premonition immediately arose in their hearts.

really.

The next second, Yang Gui said in a strange voice, "Let's not talk about whether I sit or not, I have some things to take care of."

Having said that, he looked at Zhunti and asked, "What did you call me just now? Villain?"

"So you're saying I tripped you, causing you to miss out on a seat?"

Zhunti's face fell, and he opened his mouth.

Yang Gui didn't give him a chance to speak, and turned to Fellow Daoist Hongjun, "Fellow Daoist, you said someone splashed dirty water on me, what should I do?"

"I could tolerate it if it were anyone else, but these two, what am I supposed to do?"

Bang!

A deafening roar erupted.

Amidst all the holy gazes, Yang Gui suddenly pulled out his right hand.

The two deities, Zhunti and Jieyin, who were preparing to defend themselves, were slapped away from Zixiao Palace and disappeared into the chaos.

Hongjun remained silent, and a flash of white light appeared within the Zixiao Palace.

The two holy beings, Zhunti and Jieyin, who had just been sent flying, appeared in Zixiao Palace with their robes torn and in a sorry state.

Hongjun sighed, "I hope you won't take this to heart, fellow Daoist."

Yang Gui chuckled. "So, fellow Daoist, you're planning to owe me another karmic debt?"

Forehead···

Hongjun's face stiffened. Looking at Yang Gui's ambiguous smile, he immediately understood.

He realized he had been outmaneuvered by Yang Gui.

The conflict between the Dao and the Demonic was caused by him. Rahu destroyed the Western Earth Veins, resulting in the death and dissipation of countless lives. He is now burdened with immense karma.

In order to make up for the shortcomings in the Western world, Zhunti and Jieyin were specially chosen by him to revitalize the Western world.

Gui Xuan calculated that he would protect Zhunti and Jieyin; he deliberately waited until now to act.

The thought that he had finally managed to repay one of the two karmic debts he owed Yang Gui, and that he could even repay the entire debt today, made him very happy.

Before it even began, another one was already owed. Even as a saint, Hongjun nearly vomited blood.

The gazes of Zhunti and Jieyin were somewhat unfriendly.

After a long silence, Hongjun said helplessly, "Fellow Daoist, is this truly the way it must be?"

Yang Gui looked indifferent. "That depends on what you think, fellow Daoist."

As they conversed, all the deities within the Purple Cloud Palace sensed that something was amiss.

The ancestral witch Xuanming was so excited he almost shouted.

Let's fight! Give this thug a good beating!

The eyes of the Three Pure Ones flashed with a sharp light, while the power of laws flowed in Nuwa's eyes, as if she were rapidly deducing something.

Just as they were waiting for the results, they discovered that Hongjun, Yang Gui and the others had disappeared into the Zixiao Palace.

At this time.

In the endless chaos, Hongjun, his aura calm, gazed quietly at Yang Gui and slowly spoke, "It has been countless years since we last met. I wonder how your cultivation has progressed?"

Yang Gui smiled and said, "Give it a try."

(End of this chapter)