I start by marrying Yunxiao, who's in a vegetative state; I'm invincible in the primor

Zhao Gongming was exasperated. "Does this entire primordial world belong to only the Chan Sect?"

Ran Deng was stunned, dumbfounded, utterly dumbfounded.

In the deepest part of my heart, a ray of light was born in the darkness.

Then it quickly went out.

"The Chan Sect certainly can't be dominated by one entity, so if I join the Human Sect... even the Supreme Lord Taiqing wouldn't accept me, would he?"

"The Western Religion... is desolate and barren... I would rather die than go there..."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Gongming was furious and wanted to punch Randeng twice.

After talking for so long, Ran Deng still couldn't grasp the key point.

The Renjiao and Chanjiao schools are two of a kind!

Western religion? It's a godforsaken place, not even a dog would go there!

"Then why can't you go and seek refuge at Wuzhuang Temple?"

"Zhenyuan Daxian founded the Earth Immortal Palace lineage and was at odds with Taiqing, Yuqing, and the two Western Saints."

"Even the Four Sages dared not make things difficult for Zhen Yuanzi."

"With the Earth Book Formation activated, surely Zhen Yuanzi can't protect you?"

Upon hearing this, a glint of light flashed in Ran Deng's eyes. "Yes!"

The earth's membrane can be used to set up a grand formation, which the Four Saints would never dare to break.

Ran Deng shook his head again. "I have no prior acquaintance with Zhenyuan Daxian. Would he be willing to protect me?"

Enraged, Song Jiang grabbed Randeng by the collar, "Then why the hell don't you go and try? How will you know?"

"What's wrong with giving it a try?"

Zhao Gongming said with exasperation, "Even if you don't submit to Zhen Yuanzi, you can still submit to the human race."

The human race and the Four Saints are sworn enemies.

Others may not dare to take in Ran Deng, but the human race certainly will!

The lamp burner's face was filled with sorrow, clearly indicating that he was afraid of something.

"What are you afraid of?"

Ran Deng sighed, "I'm afraid the humans won't accept it."

"What I fear even more is that in this great calamity, humanity will be doomed forever."

"If humanity is destroyed, and I were to join them, how could I possibly escape with a good end?"

Bang Bang!

Zhao Gongming threw two punches.

"And then there's the Jie Sect!"

"Why can't we use the 'Intercepting Lamp'? The Shangqing Sage of the Intercepting Sect believes that everything has a glimmer of hope! Can't we at least give you a glimmer of hope?"

Dipankara sighed deeply, "The Jie Sect has joined forces with the human race..."

"If the human race is destroyed, the Jie Sect will surely perish."

Zhao Gongming finally understood Ran Deng's concerns.

He wanted to betray his religion, but he was afraid of this and that.

They were afraid of failing and being held accountable in the future.

Zhao Gongming loosened Randeng's collar, shook his head, and said, "Cultivation is like rowing against the current; if you don't advance, you fall behind."

"Cultivators defy the heavens, seeking that one sliver of opportunity."

"If you're afraid of this and that, no one can save you."

That's all I wanted to say.

"Fellow Daoist Ran Deng, you're just going down the same dark path as the Chan Sect."

Zhao Gongming shook his head in disappointment; the lamp was indeed ruined.

Ran Deng looked distressed and said, "Alas, how bitter! I'm dying of bitterness!"

Ran Deng fell into deep thought.

Are they still remaining in the Chan Sect?

They were just scapegoats for the immortals of the Chan Sect.

Now even his natal spiritual treasure, the coffin lamp, has been taken away.

He even went from a top-tier Grand Luo Golden Immortal to a second-rate Grand Luo Golden Immortal...

The lamp has lived for hundreds of millions of years; it's not stupid!

Knowing that if it weren't for Fellow Daoist Timely Rain's timely help, I would probably have perished by now.

Guang Chengzi and the Antarctic Immortal want him dead!

The lamp's color changes in a complex way!

Zhao Gongming turned away in disappointment, thinking, "He's hopeless!"

Everyone has their own destiny! You useless idiot, keep being useless, keep being cannon fodder!

Ran Deng's face darkened, and he gritted his teeth, "Damn the Chan Sect! This Daoist has betrayed us!"

"Fellow Daoist Timely Rain! Please wait!"

Zhao Gongming turned around.

*Snap!*

soon!

Ran Deng bowed respectfully, saying, "I have wandered for half my life without meeting a true friend. To meet you today, my fellow Daoist, is truly an extraordinary blessing!"

"If you, my fellow Daoist, do not reject me, I am willing to acknowledge you as my brother!"

"Brother Gongming! I beg you! Find a way out for this poor Daoist! Damn the Chan Sect, go to hell!"

A mysterious smile played at the corners of Zhao Gongming's lips.

Ran Deng still wants to change things!

There's still a chance!

Zhao Gongming chuckled, "That's easy! I have some connections with Zhenyuan Daxian, the human race, and the Jie Sect. I can introduce you to them."

Upon hearing this, Ran Deng was overjoyed. "Then...then...thank you very much, Brother Gongming."

Ran Deng breathed a sigh of relief. No matter which side he joined, he was sure he could protect himself.

There is no hope left on this path!

With his natal spiritual treasure stolen, Randeng has no hope for his path in this life!

Seeing that Ran Deng had finally taken the bait, Zhao Gongming deliberately asked, "Brother Daoist, why are you so worried?"

Randeng sighed, "To be honest, brother, my natal spiritual treasure has been stolen... for the rest of my life..."

"Ugh!"

Zhao Gongming smiled mysteriously, "What's so difficult about that?"

"We'll just take it back!"

Ran Deng shook his head. "Brother, you don't know this. The immortals of the Chan Sect only cultivate magic power, not virtue. Their fortune is shallow, and they act perversely. They deserve to perish, but... they all have spiritual treasures to protect them."

"Then Guang Chengzi possesses the Twin Swords, the Eight Trigrams Purple Ribbon Immortal Robe, the Heaven-Turning Seal, and now he has also obtained the Spirit Coffin Lamp..."

"To retrieve the coffin lamp from the hands of the immortals of the Chan Sect?"

"impossible!"

"Absolutely impossible."

Zhao Gongming laughed and said, "What's the harm? Since you've called me 'brother,' I'll help you retrieve the spiritual treasure."

Randeng, who understood some social etiquette, said, "No! How can we let our elder brother offend the Chan Sect?"

"No! We can't put my brother in danger."

Zhao Gongming smiled calmly.

If Randeng wanted to use himself to fight against the immortals of the Chan Sect and reclaim the spiritual treasure.

Then there's nothing more to say. Just kill Randeng and put him on the Investiture of the Gods list.

Zhao Gongming raised his hand and presented the Treasure-Dropping Coin.

"This treasure can help my virtuous brother retrieve the spiritual treasure."

Looking at the round, square-holed magical artifact with wings, Ran Deng asked, "Brother, what kind of magical artifact is this?"

"This treasure is called the Treasure-Losing Coin, which can loot a cultivator's spiritual treasures." (Weapons excluded)

Zhao Gongming briefly explained the wonderful uses of the Treasure-Dropping Coin.

Ran Deng's breathing became increasingly rapid. "With just a little of my own luck, I can take down the spiritual treasure!"

"The only chance to reclaim my natal spirit treasure!"

Randeng dreamed of it all the time; he desperately wanted to reclaim his natal spirit treasure!

It's not that Zhao Gongming suddenly developed a brain.

Rather, it was my brother-in-law's request before I came.

If you can avoid taking action, then don't.

To directly beat up a Chan Sect immortal? That's a low-level kind of satisfaction!

After Zhao Gongming's "Seven Arrows of Nailhead" counter-espionage scheme, the sense of satisfaction has been elevated to a low-level level, which is rather bland!

Use the fortune of the Burning Lamp to seize the Qiankun Ruler and the Coffin Lamp!

Without any loss, one can seize the magical treasure.

After that, the lamp-lighter should thank us.

This superior level of pleasure made Zhao Gongming unable to stop!

Ran Deng accepted the precious gold coin, tears streaming down his face, deeply grateful. "Thank you so much, Brother Gongming!"

"Brother Gongming, I can never repay your kindness! I can never repay it in my lifetime!"

Zhao Gongming patted Randeng on the shoulder, "Brother Deng, we're family, no need for formalities!"

"Brother Deng, hurry and challenge them to battle! I will cover for you and protect you!"

"Waaaah! Thank you so much, brother! Thank you so much, brother!"

The lamp was lit and wept! Tears of gratitude, tears of thanks!

Ran Deng wiped away his tears, gripped the precious gold coin tightly, and transformed into a streak of light, returning to the battlefield once more!

Deep in remote, impoverished mountains and treacherous waters.

Ji Meng and Ying Zhao battle against the immortals of the Chan Sect.

All that could be seen were the immortals of the Chan Sect, including the Antarctic Immortal, Guang Chengzi, Chi Jingzi, and Taiyi Zhenren, who were already being beaten and fleeing in disarray...