Primordial Salted Fish: Starting from Refusing to Join the Demon Clan

Seeing that Kunpeng remained unmoved, the Demon God of Slaughter continued to increase his stakes: "How is that not enough? I can also give you my former Demon Blade of Slaughter."

"That's a top-grade Chaos Spiritual Treasure, what do you think!"

Kunpeng shook his head, "The Path of Slaughter is your path, not mine, and I have no need for your path."

"Your Demonic Blade of Slaughter should have been destroyed in the Great War of Creation, don't try to fool me!"

The Demon God of Slaughter clearly hadn't expected Kunpeng to refuse. "Bullshit, you stupid pig, you have no idea what you're missing."

"Looking across the entire chaos, only Pangu could defeat me. Now I choose to take you as my disciple. Such a great opportunity, and you actually..."

Kunpeng scoffed and replied three times, "Yes!"

"Yes, yes, it's a pity that you only lost once and ended up like this."

"I can't die, but I feel like I'm not really alive either!"

"In your current state, even if I rescue you, you'd probably be weaker than me. How could you be my support? I'd probably need to protect you."

"If you were to actually rescue yourself now, my Three Immortal Islands would be gone first!"

"When the time comes, there won't be any Three Immortal Islands to conceal the secrets of heaven. Once you are exposed to the primordial heavenly laws, your chaotic origin will be highly sought after in the primordial world."

"Don't drag me down with you and get beaten up too."

"This is simply too much of a loss for me. I can't do it!"

"So you're saying you're not going to let me go!" The Demon God of Slaughter's eyes were icy cold.

"I don't plan to!" Kunpeng replied decisively.

"You don't want to release me simply because you think the risk is too great and you're afraid I won't be able to keep my promise."

The Demon God of Slaughter let out a "hehehehehe" laugh.

"How about this, I will teach you the method of transcendence!"

You should also know about Yang Mei and Hongjun.

"One of these two is on the path of transcendence, while the other is on the path of becoming a saint and seizing the Dao Fruit of Pangu."

"The path of transcendence is the true path, unrestrained, carefree, and not bound by heaven and earth. The path to sainthood, though equally powerful, is ultimately a dead end, and one is bound by heaven and earth, with one's life tied to the primordial world."

"I believe that as a cultivator with ideals and ambitions, you must very much hope to achieve the path of transcendence!"

"I'll teach you the way to transcendence; in return, you'll save me!"

Kunpeng was clearly tempted; what he was after was a life of freedom and unrestraint, where he could lie down and relax every day.

However, he does not believe in killing.

Kunpeng originally intended to stay in the North Sea forever. As long as he didn't go out, no one would know him or notice him, so he could lie low in the North Sea forever.

However, to everyone's surprise, Di Jun used the Hetu Luoshu to deduce his existence, and sent Donghuang Taiyi to subdue him into the demon race.

If he hadn't gained wisdom before transmigrating and hadn't cultivated ahead of time to reach the peak of the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm, he would probably have repeated the same mistakes, followed the same old path, and been forced to join the demon race.

Now that I'm forced to face reality, there are only three paths I can take if I want to continue living a life of complacency and idleness.

The first is to attain the Dao of Hunyuan, completely transcending the primordial state. At that time, even if the primordial world dissipates, it will have nothing to do with him.

That would be a complete turnaround for him, freeing him from all constraints.

Next, try to become a saint.

The original Kunpeng had the opportunity to become a saint.

Among the three thousand guests in Zixiao Palace, Kunpeng once held that position.

It was lost later.

Now that he has inherited everything from Kunpeng, with his advantage of foresight, he can naturally occupy that position in Zixiao Palace. Moreover, he is stronger than the original Kunpeng, and he is fully capable of keeping that position.

The only problem is that the position was given by Hongjun to repay the karmic debt in the West.

Once you've taken that position, you'll need to go to the West to take on the consequences until the West prospers.

Kunpeng really didn't want to take this path.

He couldn't bear the hardship, nor could he travel to various parts of the prehistoric world like Zhunti and Jieyin, toiling his whole life to achieve the great prosperity of the West.

Finally, the only option is to follow the old path: join the demon race to compete, only to fail and end up living a miserable life of frustration, helplessness, and being manipulated by others.

This old path cannot be followed. He may like to lie down, do nothing, and slack off, but that doesn't mean he can accept this uncontrollable fate.

Moreover, during a great calamity, who can guarantee 100% that they will survive?

The Demon God of Slaughter looked at Kunpeng and sneered, "Have you thought it through?"

"If you are worried that you will not succeed, you can refine my essence, and then you will become a killing god and demon in the primordial world."

"We, the Chaos Gods and Demons, were born from chaos, and each of us is born a master of the Dao."

"Once you become a God of Slaughter, you will be the master of the Great Dao of Slaughter. At that time, will you still fear that you cannot attain enlightenment and transcend?"

After all that buildup, the God of Slaughter finally revealed his true purpose.

Other primordial beings would not hesitate, but Kunpeng would not; he was not so arrogant as to be ignorant of his own limitations.

"Although you are now suppressed, I am not arrogant enough to be able to stand shoulder to shoulder with a powerful figure like you who once fought against the great god Pangu."

"If I choose to refine you, I'm afraid I'll have truly fallen into their trap."

"If I become a god of slaughter, can I still be myself?!"

"I'm afraid that during the refining process, you took over everything and completely devoured it."

"Hahaha~" The Demon God of Slaughter laughed wildly, his blood-red eyes surging as he looked at the Kunpeng. His maniacal laughter reverberated through the crimson space: "That's right! This is a high-stakes gamble! If you win, you will receive the true teachings of my Great Dao of Slaughter, and your path ahead will be unobstructed; if you lose..."

His voice turned icy, the chains clanging. "Your body, your spirit, everything—all will become sacrifices for my escape! What do you say? I've been so frank; do you dare to gamble?"

A flicker of emotion crossed Kunpeng's eyes.

With the path of slaughter and the opportunity for transcendence before him, how could he not be tempted by such an extraordinary opportunity?

But the ironclad rule of salted fish instantly suppressed the urge: Never put yourself in uncontrollable danger! If faced with a deadly threat, run!

Without even lifting his eyelids, his figure vanished silently, severing his connection with the prison directly through the core authority of the Three Immortal Islands.

Only a languid soliloquy lingered in the blood mist: "Immense wealth? One must be alive to enjoy it..."

Returning to Penglai Immortal Island, the spiritual energy cleansed the bloodstains. Kunpeng lay slumped by the spiritual spring, his dead fish eyes gleaming coldly: "Just because I can't kill you now doesn't mean I can't later."

Peak Great Luo Golden Immortal level is not enough?

Then let's break through!

If that's still not enough... He looked at the innate Three Talents Array Dao flowing through the three islands, a sly smile playing on his lips: "There's plenty of time, we can grind it out slowly!" The Three Immortal Islands are a world unto themselves, the chains were forged by Pangu, and the great array is the foundation of the prison.

He only needs to use the three islands as a millstone and borrow the power of the great formation to crush the source of the killing gods and demons bit by bit, and give back to this world!

Once all the hidden dangers are eliminated and there are no more threats on Sanxian Island, he can temporarily lay down and relax.

"Take a nap to calm your nerves..." Kunpeng buried his face in the immortal herb, as if the terrifying experience had never happened.

Deep within the blood-red cage, the sneer of the killing god mingled with the low hum of the chains: "Leave? Ha... You'll come back begging to me eventually!"