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

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The three precious jade ruyi in his hand shone even brighter, and he suddenly shook it against the core of the Bagua formation!

The myriad rays of light, imbued with the pure energy of the beginning of creation, burst forth, piercing the sonic runes like sharp swords. The seemingly mysterious Bagua array trembled violently, cracks spread, and it showed signs of collapse in an instant.

After the Supreme Lord of the Shangqing Sect seized the emerald gourd by unleashing his sword energy, his gaze, sharp as lightning, locked onto the Kunpeng, who was lurking nearby, waiting for an opportunity to strike.

"Fellow Daoist Kunpeng, I have long admired your extraordinary abilities. Now that we are fortunate enough to meet, why not have a friendly exchange?"

Before the words were even finished, the Qingping Sword had already been turned around, and an even more fierce "Heaven-Slaying" sword aura tore through the sky and slashed straight at the Kunpeng!

Kunpeng cursed Tongtian for meddling in his heart. His original intention was just to take advantage of the chaos to collect the unattended gourd vines and immature gourds.

Forced into a corner, he could only let out a long roar, and his body suddenly swelled up!

In an instant, a gigantic roc with outstretched wings that blotted out the sky and seemed to carry the Northern Sea on its back appeared (the true form of the Kunpeng).

The claws gleamed with a dark, cold light as they slashed at the tearing blue sword energy!

With a flap of its wings, the Peng bird stirred up a chaotic storm that annihilated space, colliding fiercely with the Heaven-Slaying Sword Qi that reached the heavens, and the roar resounded throughout the universe.

Kunpeng was extremely frustrated: "Fellow Daoist Shangqing, I have no intention of competing with you for the treasure, why force me like this?"

Tongtian, his fighting spirit soaring, declared: "Let's fight first and talk later!"

In an instant, the sky above Buzhou Mountain was completely transformed into a chaotic battlefield! Divine powers rained down, magical treasures shone brightly, and the power of laws (space, slaughter, creation, yin and yang, cause and effect, swordsmanship, demonic power, Buddhist light, etc.) intertwined and collided, forming destructive energy vortexes.

Mountains collapsed, the void shattered, and the earth, water, fire, and wind reappeared, as if the scene at the beginning of the world had been recreated.

This earth-shattering battle, though it lasted only a short while, was extremely dangerous.

Ultimately, through sheer strength and tacit understanding (the Three Pure Ones), cunning and cooperation (Nuwa and Fuxi), speed and the Earth Book's defense (Hongyun Zhen Yuanzi), and fierce combat (Styx), the six gourds were each given their rightful owners:

The Purple Gold Gourd was fixed in the void by the Taiji Diagram of Taiqing Laozi and easily put into his sleeve.

The Jade Pure Primordial Heavenly Venerable of the Blue Gourd used the Three Treasures Jade Ruyi's pure light to break through the obstacles and secure the victory.

The emerald gourd, with its unparalleled sword energy, allowed Qingping, the leader of the Tongtian Sect of the Shangqing Cult, to successfully repel several intercepting divine lights.

The purple-green gourd, crafted by the wondrous divine light of Nuwa, was successfully collected under the cover of the Fuxi Bagua Formation.

The Crimson Gourd, with its form transforming into a blood rainbow and moving at astonishing speed, combined with Zhen Yuanzi's Earth Book defense, barely managed to catch it.

The Yellow Gourd Styx Ancestor was the most ferocious. He withstood the divine light of the Seven Treasures Tree of Zhunti and the Six Pure Bamboos of Jieyin, and with both hands holding the Yuan Tu and Abi swords, he broke through the defenses. With a wave of blood, he forcibly took the gourd!

Just as the six precious treasures were settled, and the crowd's minds were slightly divided, some delighted and some annoyed.

"receive!"

A figure as fast as a ghost (the speed of the Kunpeng in its true form) silently arrived at the spot where the gourd vine was!

It is indeed the Kunpeng!

Taking advantage of the moment when Tongtian was forced back half a step by his true form, he decisively abandoned the entanglement, rolled up his sleeves, and a powerful Northern Darkness suction force erupted!

Not only did he capture the dimly lit but still-intact innate gourd vine, but he also instantly took in the small clump of Nine Heavens Breath Soil that shimmered with nine-colored light and possessed extraordinary mysticism, which was wrapped around its roots, as well as the immature and exquisitely small seventh gourd on the vine! His movements were clean and swift, and his timing was impeccable.

The Nine Heavens Breath Soil is said to have been formed by the intertwining of the pure energy of the Nine Heavens and the essence of the primordial earth veins. It may seem like a tiny lump, but it is actually infinitely wondrous. It can change with external attacks, and its defense is unparalleled. It is also a supreme divine object for the creation of future living beings!

A glint flashed in Kunpeng's eyes, knowing that this item was no less valuable than a mature gourd.

In the void, the remaining sharp sword energy, the lingering bloodlust, the shattered Buddhist light, and the reverberating bell waves... continued to collide and annihilate fiercely, telling the story of the brief but thrilling treasure-hunting battle that had just taken place.

With his full power unleashed, the Styx Ancestor forced back Zhunti and Jieyin. The overwhelming bloodlust and burning karmic fire around him suddenly subsided, and the Yuan Tu and A Bi swords transformed into two streaks of blood light, disappearing into his body without a trace. The fierce killing intent in his eyes slowly faded, and he returned to his usual indifference.

Having collected all the yellow gourds, he addressed the crowd, saying, "Fellow Daoists, this humble Daoist takes his leave."

As soon as he finished speaking, his body surged with blood-red light, transforming into a streak of blood-red light that broke through the clouds in the sky and disappeared into the primordial sky in an instant, heading straight for the Blood Sea Dojo.

Zhunti and Jieyin exchanged a glance, a hint of regret flashing in their eyes.

The two vowed to greatly promote the West, but the Western continent was extremely barren, with very few spiritual roots and materials. Furthermore, ninety percent of the earth's veins and spiritual veins had been destroyed, and the remaining ten percent had been tainted by the overwhelming evil energy, causing the spiritual energy to gradually deplete.

To accumulate cultural heritage, improve the environment, eliminate negative energy, and solidify the foundation of the West.

They had no choice but to abandon their status as innate gods and demons and search for opportunities and rare treasures everywhere.

Even when criticized, he remained steadfast in his faith, forging a resilient character and an optimistic mindset through countless journeys.

A moment later, Zhunti's face regained its gentle smile, and he cupped his hands to the crowd, saying, "Congratulations to all fellow Daoists on obtaining innate spiritual treasures. Now that this matter is settled, my senior brother and I will take our leave."

Although they failed to win the gourd this time, the two were not discouraged.

As soon as they finished speaking, the two of them radiated pure golden light, their figures transforming into two streams of light that instantly vanished into the void, embarking on their journey back to Mount Sumeru.

On their return journey, the two never stopped, collecting every rare flower, herb, natural spiritual material, and unique stone vein they encountered.

He encountered some primordial beings with exceptional potential and used the Bodhi method to guide them to the West. These beings were the foundation for the future prosperity of the West.

On the other side, the Three Pure Ones also bowed to the assembled saints, bidding them farewell.

Before departing, the Master of the Shangqing Tongtian Sect turned to look at Kunpeng and said loudly, "Fellow Daoist Kunpeng, our sparring today is not over yet. If you have time in the future, you can come to Kunlun Immortal Island and we can continue this battle."

Upon hearing this, the Jade Pure Primordial Heavenly Venerable frowned almost imperceptibly, slightly displeased with his third brother's casual challenge, but he did not speak out to stop him.

Kunpeng remained calm and responded with a slight cupped-hand salute: "If fate allows, there will be an opportunity for us to spar in the future."

But in his heart he thought to himself: The Three Pure Ones are a powerful force with many entanglements, and all of them are troublesome. He must stay away from them in the future and never let them target him, lest he bring trouble upon himself.

After saying goodbye, the Three Pure Ones were surrounded by immortal light. They used the Kunlun Escape Technique and disappeared completely from the summit of Buzhou Mountain in a flash.

The opportunities presented by the innate gourd have already been divided up, so there is no point in staying any longer.

Kunpeng looked at Nuwa and Fuxi and said in a deep voice, "Fellow Daoists, our opportunity has come to an end. Let us meet again at Zixiao Palace as previously agreed."

Nuwa's long hair swayed gently in the wind, her clear eyes slightly nodding as she softly replied, "Alright, see you at Zixiao Palace."

Fuxi, with a gentle expression, also cupped his hands in response.

At this point, the powerful beings on the summit of Buzhou Mountain did not linger any longer. They all used their respective escape techniques, some riding clouds, some transforming into light, to return to their own dojos.

The conflict between the Twelve Ancestral Witches and the Demon Clan is still ongoing.