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

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The two of them, one crying and the other silent, one sorrowful and the other forbearing, complemented each other perfectly, making the scene seem desolate to the bone and heartbreaking to those who heard it.

However, most of the powerful figures in Zixiao Palace scoffed at this idea.

From the primordial continent to the Purple Cloud Palace, what "countless hardships and dangers" were there?

It was just tainted by some chaotic energy, leaving it covered in dust and dirt, but not a single hair on its head was hurt!

As for "wasting endless years," that's an utter joke!

Since the Daoist patriarch proclaimed his teachings, not even a single element has been created.

For a Great Luo Golden Immortal, it's just the time it takes to close your eyes and take a nap. Is that all that deserves to be called "endless"?

Everyone knew perfectly well that the two brothers were putting on an act. Therefore, aside from a few spectators, the vast majority of cultivators watched coldly and remained silent. After all, if crying a few times could lead to enlightenment, what was the point of all this hard work?

Of course, they weren't ignored.

For example, the kind-hearted Hongyun Ancestor from the primordial era.

Seeing the two in such a miserable state, Hongyun's heart softened, and a trace of pity flashed in her eyes.

He was already restless, and now he felt the same way even more deeply. He immediately stood up, cupped his hands, and said:

"You two fellow Daoists' desire to seek the Dao for the sake of the people of the West is as clear as day, and I am deeply moved. I have just rested for a moment, so I will offer this futon to you two."

This time, Zhen Yuanzi did not stop him.

After all, this is only a seat in the second row, not one of the six sacred seats in the front row that correspond to the values ​​of the Heavenly Dao. So, I'll just give it up and consider it a good deed.

To everyone's surprise, Zhunti's crying stopped abruptly, and his gaze towards Hongyun was filled with disdain, as if to say: Who asked you to give way? I want the six in front!

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Zhunti showed no embarrassment whatsoever. With a swift movement, he bypassed the red clouds and went straight to Kunpeng's side.

"Fellow Daoist, you are merciful," Zhunti said, adopting a humble demeanor and almost clinging to Kunpeng. "My brother and I have come from the west, our journey has been arduous and weary. May we borrow your seats?"

He looked pleading and spoke earnestly; if one didn't know his background, one might easily be fooled by his appearance.

Kunpeng looked at the face so close to his own, a cold mockery flashing deep in his eyes.

Kunpeng, who was not originally transported by himself, was forced by these two to give up his chance and suffer a tragic end.

Now that he has become Kunpeng and sits in the same position, how could he possibly repeat the same mistakes?

Kunpeng's lips curled into a cold smile. His voice wasn't loud, but it resonated clearly throughout the entire Zixiao Palace, subtly harmonizing with the rhythm of the Great Dao.

"Fellow Daoist Zhunti, may I ask you, is the path of cultivation always smooth sailing?"

Upon hearing this, the previously noisy Zixiao Palace fell silent instantly, and the three thousand mortals all turned to look.

Although Zhunti was shameless, he was taken aback by being questioned like this in front of everyone, and subconsciously replied, "Fellow Daoist Kunpeng is absolutely right, the path of cultivation is naturally full of hardships and difficulties..."

"Since you know it's difficult, then let me ask you another question," Kunpeng interrupted him, his aura suddenly rising, "Is this attainment of enlightenment and transcendence something that can be achieved simply by lying in a cave and sleeping soundly?"

"Cultivation is inherently defying the heavens, fraught with countless hardships and dangers! Who hasn't overcome numerous obstacles and faced near-death experiences to reach this Purple Cloud Palace?"

"You only ran an errand, endured some wind and sun, and you're already complaining and asking to borrow my seat? What will you do if you face a life-or-death crisis in the future, facing the danger of death? Will you also ask Yama, the King of Hell, for your life?"

"If you don't have an unwavering heart to pursue the Way, and the awareness to be ready to sacrifice yourself for it at any time, what's the point of cultivating the Way? You might as well go back to the West and farm!"

Kunpeng's words were passionate and insightful, pointing directly to the true nature of the Dao.

Upon hearing this, the surrounding cultivators all nodded in agreement.

Even the Three Pure Ones and others showed a hint of approval in their eyes.

Indeed, if you can't even endure this little bit of hardship, how can you talk about becoming a Primordial Great Luo?

Zhunti was speechless and his face turned red.

He had intended to play the victim to gain sympathy, but he ran into a brick wall and was completely overwhelmed by Kunpeng's righteous indignation.

Seeing that his gentle approach wasn't working, Zhunti simply abandoned all pretense of civility.

Upon seeing this, Jieyin immediately stepped forward and angrily said, "Kunpeng! My fellow Daoist kindly asked for a loan, but not only did you refuse, you also hurled insults at me. This is simply outrageous!"

"My fellow Daoist and I have worked tirelessly and rendered great service to the desolate western lands, accumulating immense merit for the primordial world! Our seats in the Zixiao Palace are rightfully ours!"

Zhunti, enraged and humiliated, unleashed his magical power, unleashing a devastating aura of a peak Great Luo Golden Immortal, directly confronting Kunpeng: "You, a creature with fur and horns, born from an egg and molting in the wet, what virtue or ability do you possess to occupy such a precious land! If you know what's good for you, get out of here at once!"

Jieyin also made his move at the same time, and the two vast divine powers merged into one, transforming into the overwhelming force of Mount Tai, attempting to forcefully suppress and force Kunpeng back.

In an instant, the atmosphere within Zixiao Palace changed dramatically, filled with murderous intent.

Just then, a clear, cold, and arrogant voice suddenly rang out, piercing the clamor like an icicle:

"Those creatures with fur and horns, born from moisture and eggs, are indeed not qualified to be ranked with us."

In his eyes, only the true lineage of Pangu is noble, while all other heretical sects and demonic beings are lowly.

These words shocked everyone present.

Taiqing Daode Tianzun and Shangqing Lingbao frowned slightly, secretly thinking that something was amiss.

They had no prejudice against Kunpeng, and even felt that Yuanshi's actions were somewhat beneath his dignity.

However, the Three Pure Ones are one entity. Since the second brother has spoken, if they do not take action, they will lose face as brothers.

Therefore, while Taiqing and Shangqing sighed and shook their heads in disapproval, they released their own auras to resonate with Yuqing's own aura, which can be regarded as a sign that the three Qing are one.

"How dare you!"

Kunpeng suddenly roared, and his powerful aura exploded out completely.

Behind the Kunpeng, two illusory figures appeared: a gigantic Kun, a million feet tall, roaring across the heavens, and a Peng, with wings spread a hundred feet wide.

The divine Kun and the divine Peng, traversing the sea of ​​clouds, kept their eyes fixed on Zhunti and Jieyin.

The powerful aura caused Zhunti and Jieyin to retreat repeatedly, their faces filled with shock.

"A creature with fur and horns, born from eggs in a wet environment?"

"The primordial world was created by the great god Pangu, who transformed himself into all things. We are all born from the primordial world. Even if we are born with fur and horns, or are born from moisture and eggs, we are still descendants of the great god Pangu!"

"This entire primordial world was created by the Great God Pangu. I ask you, as descendants of the Great God Pangu, why are we not qualified to sit in this Purple Cloud Palace!"

Kunpeng's imposing aura, coupled with his roar and three consecutive questions, instantly enraged the other cultivators around him.

After all, that's what Kunpeng just said.

Every blade of grass and every tree in the entire primordial world was transformed from the Great God Pangu. Apart from the beings that were reincarnated from the chaotic gods and demons and transformed into beings in the primordial world, who among them is not a descendant of the Great God Pangu?

It can be said that with Kunpeng's three questions, Zhunti's previous words directly offended most of the living beings present. At the same time, Kunpeng's three questions also indirectly responded to and countered the words of Yuqing Yuanshi Tianzun.

Deep within the Purple Cloud Palace, Hongjun, who was preparing to make his appearance, looked outside and remarked, "This Kunpeng is truly interesting!"