Primordial Era: A God-Level Choice, Possessing Zhao Gongming at the Start

Chapter 83 The Yellow Springs Taoist Makes an Example!

Moreover, even Zhao Gongming felt inexplicably angry when he heard the words "born from wet eggs" and "with fur and horns".

Even if there are some conflicts between the disciples of the two lineages, they can simply resolve them based on their own strength.

There's no need to use the insulting phrases like "born from wet eggs" and "covered in fur and horns."

Tongtian accepts disciples without regard to background, except for a few direct disciples such as Duobao, whose lineage is all innate beings.

The rest of the disciples he accepted mostly belonged to the five categories of Ying Lin, Mao Yu, and Kun.

In other words, the phrase "born from wet eggs and covered in fur and horns" is a scathing insult to 99% of the disciples of the Shangqing lineage.

Red flowers, white lotus roots, and green lotus leaves—the Three Pure Ones were originally one family.

The disciples of the Yuqing lineage spoke so viciously, even insulting their teacher, Tongtian Zhao Gongming. Did they ever consider the bond between fellow disciples?

Zhao Gongming admitted that the Twelve Golden Immortals of Kunlun were all exceptionally gifted and blessed.

However, in terms of moral character, they are truly inferior to the disciples of the Shangqing lineage.

In any case, as far as Zhao Gongming knew, the future sages would unleash the Great Calamity of the Investiture of the Gods, and the Chan Sect and the Jie Sect would be at odds with each other.

When the disciples of the Chan Sect start fighting, they are incredibly ruthless and vicious.

Shi Ji was directly refined to death by Taiyi Zhenren using the Nine Dragons Divine Fire Cover.

Guang Chengzi thrice stopped Biyou Palace, showing off that he had killed the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit and personally returned her magic weapon to Biyou Palace. Wasn't that a blatant slap in the face to Tongtian?

In the Investiture of the Gods, the disciples of the Jie Sect were either killed or wounded, and the lineage of the sages was wiped out in an instant.

At that time, did the disciples of the Chan Sect ever consider the bonds of camaraderie among fellow disciples?

Zhao Gongming was very disappointed, but the most important thing at the moment was not the conflict between the disciples of the Yuqing lineage and the disciples of the Shangqing lineage.

Moreover, we should first curb the current unhealthy trend among the disciples of the Shangqing lineage.

Zhao Gongming slowly shook his head and continued to ask Duobao Daoren.

"When I left Kunlun Mountain to travel through the prehistoric world, there were only a few dozen people in the Shangqing Sect. Now, how many disciples are there in total, including both the inner and outer sects?"

Duobao quickly calculated with his fingers and immediately said.

"After you, Eldest Brother, descended the mountain, Master opened the mountain gates several more times and accepted some disciples. Now, there are probably three or four hundred of them."

"Three or four hundred people?"

Zhao Gongming shook his head; his master really knew how to take on disciples.

The neighboring Master Yuanshi only accepted twelve people before closing his mountain gate and no longer accepting disciples.

Their own master is doing well, constantly taking in disciples of all kinds, creating endless karma day and night.

No wonder that when the Investiture of the Gods came later, it completely squandered the fortune of the Shangqing lineage.

"Let's go."

Without asking any further questions, Zhao Gongming transformed into a streak of light and flew directly to the square in front of the Shangqing Palace.

Duobao and the Three Immortals quickly followed behind.

When Zhao Gongming arrived at the square, the huge Shangqing Square was already bustling with activity and filled with noise.

Even Jin Ling, Gui Ling, and Wu Dang have emerged from seclusion.

Upon seeing Zhao Gongming arrive, the three men were overjoyed and rose to their feet, bowing and paying their respects to him.

"Senior Brother, you're finally back! You've been away from Kunlun Mountain for so many years, and the Three Immortal Sisters have missed you terribly."

"Um."

Zhao Gongming nodded slightly, glanced at the still chaotic Shangqing disciples in the square, and couldn't help but frown slightly.

"Are all the disciples of the Shangqing lineage, both inner and outer disciples, present?"

Jin Ling hesitated for a moment, "We're still missing one person."

"Who?"

"That person was a Great Luo Golden Immortal, and it is said that he was one of the three thousand guests of Zixiao Palace. He was called Huangquan Daoren. He joined the sect to pursue the Quasi-Saint Dao, but he did not expect that his master only accepted him as an outer disciple. He was not happy, but the die was cast and he could not go back on his word. He has been in seclusion in the mountains for many years, only coming out when his master gives a sermon."

"A Grand Luo cultivator is just right to establish authority."

Zhao Gongming couldn't help but feel amused. The hundreds of disciples of the Shangqing lineage were used to roaming the prehistoric world and carried a wild spirit, so they were generally not very obedient to discipline.

Ultimately, these people all believe in one principle: the strong rule.

If Zhao Gongming were to suddenly appear and, relying on his status as the chief of the Shangqing lineage, teach them a lesson, these people would certainly be dissatisfied.

And this Yellow Springs Taoist is a very good pillow that can be used as a cushion.

One Great Immortal is enough to teach them what fear is.

Then, when the time comes, it will be perfectly logical for me to bring up Jin Guangxian, which will not only establish my authority but also serve as a warning to more disciples of the Shangqing lineage.

Zhao Gongming said slowly, "Duobao, go and invite that Huangquan Daoist here. Tell him that all disciples of the Shangqing lineage must attend the Shangqing lineage's council ceremony. No one can be absent."

Jin Ling hesitated for a moment. "Senior Brother, that Huang Quan Daoist has a bad temper. Maybe we should just forget about it."

"Does having a bad temper mean you can't attend the Shangqing Council Ceremony?"

Zhao Gongming's voice suddenly rose a little, carrying a faint chill.

"Don't forget, this is Kunlun Mountain, the territory of the Three Pure Ones. Here, the Three Pure Ones are the true masters of Kunlun Mountain."

Duobao nodded quickly, "Yes, Senior Brother."

After saying that, he transformed into a streak of light and flew towards a corner of Kunlun Mountain.

On the plaza, many outer disciples stared at Zhao Gongming, their faces momentarily stunned.

Their eldest brother is a bit reckless. He went to provoke that old monster Huang Quan as soon as he returned to the mountain.

Huangquan Daoren, one of the three thousand guests of Zixiao in the past, was proud and ruthless.

If the eldest brother were to go up against him, tsk tsk, he'd probably get a lesson for sure.

Even the assembled immortals couldn't help but shake their heads, feeling that Zhao Gongming was being a bit too reckless.

He had just returned to the mountain when he started picking a fight with a powerful immortal.

When that happens, his master will probably have to clean up his mess.

The initial awe that had just been established in everyone's hearts vanished instantly, and they even found Zhao Gongming somewhat ridiculous.

Only Wu Yunxian's eyes flashed with a hint of surprise. He had met Huang Quan Daoren before, and the other party was a cultivator in the mid-stage of the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm, who was stronger than him.

However, he himself was not absolutely certain of defeating his senior brother.

If the two have a conflict, Wu Yunxian doesn't know what will happen.

Six-Eared Serpent watched this scene with calm and undisturbed expression.

They weren't surprised by Zhao Gongming's actions; in fact, they were somewhat looking forward to it.

So what if he's a Grand Luo Golden Immortal? It's not like he hasn't killed his own master before.

That Daoist Huangquan has run into the line of fire this time; he's going to be made an example of.

About fifteen minutes later, two streaks of light flew in one after the other from a corner of Kunlun Mountain.

The one in front was Daoist Duobao, and the one behind, even before it flew over, already carried an extremely strong sense of oppression.

This is clearly the Yellow Springs Taoist that Jin Ling mentioned.

(End of this chapter)