Li Daoyi, who comes from a Taoist background, goes into the mountains to look for the green ox he has raised since childhood and accidentally transmigrates to the world of The Smiling, Proud Wander...
"Fellow Daoist Kunpeng, please have a seat as well," Tongtian said casually, a hint of helplessness flashing in his eyes.
Kunpeng seemed oblivious to Tongtian's expression and unabashedly walked to the seat next to the two of them, making Jinling Shengmu, who was standing to the side preparing to sit down, feel somewhat awkward, but she didn't say anything and could only sit down in the back.
“Fellow Daoist, I have heard about what happened in the North Sea Realm. Alas, the demon race has indeed gone too far this time,” Tongtian said.
"It's a minor matter. Yin Shou can handle it. After all, they are just some minor demons. Besides, I've already spoken to Nuwa." Li Daoyi smiled.
"Oh? You've met Junior Sister Nuwa?" Tongtian's face lit up with joy upon hearing this.
Kunpeng, standing to the side, looked at Li Daoyi in surprise. Just who was this person? Not only was he familiar with Tongtian, but even Nuwa had to give him face.
"Yes, it was just a short while ago. After all, the demon race has some connection with her, and the human king has to show some courtesy. Nuwa came in person, and we chatted for a bit," Li Daoyi said softly, as if he didn't care about Nuwa's identity at all.
Not only Kunpeng, but even the three female immortals, Jinling Shengmu, Wudang Shengmu, and Guiling Shengmu, showed a hint of shock and exchanged glances, all curious about Li Daoyi's identity.
"Human King? Could this person be related to the human race? No, I've met all three Human Emperors, it's not this person." Kunpeng thought to himself.
Before long, Duobao led his men in. Several disciples carried many immortal fruits, which emitted a fragrant aroma.
"Master," Duobao said, bowing.
"Wow, so many!" Mengmeng's eyes widened, and she quickly jumped out, reaching out to pick up a vermilion fruit and stuffing it into her mouth.
"Mmm...mmm...delicious," the little girl said between bites.
"Haha, eat as much as you want. If it's not enough, I'll have them pick more," Tongtian laughed, gesturing for his disciples to place the fruit in front of Li Daoyi's table.
Duobao and the others were also filled with emotion. They knew that the immortal fruits in Biyou Palace were not allowed to be picked by anyone at will. Only on special occasions would Tongtian share some of the fruits with everyone. Even those Taoists who were familiar with Tongtian would only pick a few for people to taste. But today, they didn't seem to care at all. They knew that those immortal fruits were extremely precious and took thousands of years to mature.
"Hehehe, thank you!" Mengmeng said with a grin. Then she skipped and hopped over to Tongtian's side.
"Here... this is for you." Mengmeng took out a handful of lollipops and handed them over.
“This…” Tongtian was stunned for a moment, not knowing what was in front of him.
"This is a lollipop, you put it in your mouth and eat it, it's so sweet!" Mengmeng said.
"Oh, hahahahaha." Tongtian burst into laughter upon hearing this, immediately realizing that this was Mengmeng's return gift. He reached out and took it, even patting the little one's head.
"Hehe...you guys have some too." Immediately afterwards, Mengmeng handed out lollipops to the four disciples present and also to Kunpeng's table.
“What a lovely child,” said the Holy Mother of Wudang with a smile.
Upon seeing this, Li Daoyi couldn't help but shake his head.
"You seem generous, but you're actually petty. They gave you such a precious immortal fruit, and you just gave it to them with a few lollipops?" Li Daoyi said angrily.
"Hey, fellow Daoist, that's enough, that's enough, he's just a child," Tongtian quickly said.
Mengmeng rolled her eyes and then said.
"No way, I'm not stingy at all. I still have things to take, hmph."
After saying that, he took out a large amount of cola, many peaches, and more than a dozen ginseng fruits from his treasure bag.
"hiss…"
Tongtian was alright, but everyone else gasped in horror when they saw these things.
"So many peaches and ginseng fruits!" Duobao exclaimed in surprise.
"Could they be from the Heavenly Court?" Kunpeng wondered, making wild guesses as he went along.
"Heave-ho..." The little guy happily placed three peaches, three ginseng fruits, and three cans of cola on each person's table.
"See, am I pretty good?" Mengmeng said proudly, hands on her hips.
"Oh my, this is too precious. My fruits are nothing compared to these peaches of immortality and ginseng fruits," Tongtian said.
"It's alright, she has plenty more," Li Daoyi said with a smile.
"Hehe..." Mengmeng chuckled upon hearing this and then pounced on the table piled high with fairy fruits.
"I'm tired of eating peaches and ginseng fruits, I want to try something different," the little guy said happily.
In fact, these peaches and ginseng fruits were not very effective for the people present, but since they were top-grade immortal fruits, they were still very useful as rewards for disciples and followers.
"Fellow Daoist, your Biyou Palace truly lives up to its reputation as a place where ten thousand immortals come to pay homage. One can see the whole leopard from a single spot. I took a quick look when I came in just now, and it is indeed remarkable," Li Daoyi said, looking at Duobao and the others.
"You flatter me, they're just a bunch of unruly scoundrels," Tongtian said with a hint of pride.
"Senior, I just heard you mention Chaoge. Do you know Wen Zhong?" Jinling Shengmu asked.
“Wen Zhong? Haha, how could I not know him? Wen Zhong was also present when Fellow Daoist Tongtian went to Chaoge last time,” Li Daoyi replied.
“Jin Ling, your disciple is different from you; he’s far too mature,” Tongtian said with a smile.
“That’s true.” The Holy Mother of Golden Spirit also smiled.
Afterwards, everyone started chatting, talking about interesting things from ancient times to the present. Kunpeng had some guesses in his mind, suspecting that Li Daoyi might be some ancient demon god.
Meanwhile, the four disciples of Duobao Daoren grew increasingly impressed with Li Daoyi. He seemed to know them all very well, able to casually recount stories about each of them, which astonished them. Duobao felt this most keenly. For some reason, he felt that this Li Daoyi was intentionally or unintentionally observing him, which puzzled him. He had never met him before, so why did he seem to know him?
Tongtian clearly noticed this as well. He glanced thoughtfully at Duobao, then looked at Li Daoyi with a hint of inquiry in his eyes. However, Li Daoyi just smiled and didn't explain anything.
"Fellow Daoist Tongtian is here. Zhen Yuanzi from Wuzhuang Temple has come to visit."
Just then, a voice came from outside.
“Zhen Yuanzi.” Kunpeng’s expression changed immediately.
"Huh, why is he here too?" Tongtian stood up.
"Fellow Daoist, please wait a moment while I go take a look," Tongtian said to Li Daoyi.
"Please go ahead."
Then Tongtian Jiaozhu got up and walked out, and Duobao and the other three followed him out.
"It's actually Zhen Yuanzi, what a coincidence." Li Daoyi was also somewhat surprised.
However, he soon noticed that Kunpeng, who was sitting to the side, seemed a little restless, and then he understood.
Zhen Yuanzi's best friend, Hongyun Daoren, died because of Kunpeng, and ever since then, whenever the two meet, they always end up fighting.
"What? Feeling guilty?" Li Daoyi couldn't help but tease.
"How could that be? He can't do anything to me," Kunpeng quickly said. However, his expression was still grim. After all, what happened back then had backfired spectacularly; he gained nothing and only caused trouble.
"Don't worry, this is Tongtian's territory after all. No matter what, he can't possibly attack you here," Li Daoyi said.
"I'm not afraid of taking action," Kunpeng said proudly.
Li Daoyi smiled upon hearing this.
A moment later, accompanied by laughter, several people entered. A man dressed in a purple Taoist robe, with a long beard, a handsome face, and an air of otherworldly elegance, followed Tongtian in. He was none other than the renowned Ancestor of Earthly Immortals, Zhen Yuanzi, whose status was second only to the Sage.
The moment he stepped into the palace, Zhen Yuanzi saw the seated demon master Kunpeng and immediately glared angrily.
"It's you, you hairy beast! What are you doing here?" Zhen Yuanzi roared.
Tongtian suddenly realized something was wrong. He had been so happy today that he had forgotten about the two men's past grievances.
"You bastard, who are you calling a jerk?" Kunpeng stood up abruptly.
"I let you escape last time, but today I'll see where you run to? Prepare to die!" Zhen Yuanzi said, his aura suddenly surging, causing Duobao and the others behind him to take a few steps back. The cultivation of a quasi-saint at the peak was no joke.
"I'm not afraid of you," Kunpeng sneered.
"Damn, so irritable?" Li Dao was speechless for a moment. Things seemed to be different from what he had thought. Tongtian's influence wasn't that great.
"Stop." Tongtian flashed in front of the two, and the holy light behind his head immediately flashed, suppressing the two with his powerful holy might.
"Gentlemen, are you disrespecting me?" Tongtian was furious. He had been happy to have a friend visit today, but now they were about to fight.
At this moment, Zhen Yuanzi seemed to realize that he had gone too far. After all, this was the headquarters of the Jie Sect, and if the two of them really fought, the consequences would be unimaginable.
"Fellow Daoist, please don't be angry. It was my rudeness." Zhen Yuanzi quickly withdrew his aura and repeatedly bowed in apology.
"Fellow Daoist, don't be angry. I know I was wrong." Kunpeng apologized repeatedly. After all, he had received Tongtian's protection in the North Sea for many years. You know, those two in the West have always been after him.
"Haha, it's no big deal, fellow Daoist, come on, don't be angry." At this moment, Li Daoyi also got up and walked over, pulling Tongtian back.
“Fellow Daoist Zhen Yuanzi, please sit down. Today we’ll talk about everything under the sun. Let’s put aside all grudges and grievances for now. We’re all cultivators, surely you can understand this much?” Li Daoyi then turned to the somewhat astonished Zhen Yuanzi and said.
"Great Immortal Zhenyuan, please take a seat," Duobao said hastily.
"Oh, okay, okay." Zhen Yuanzi finally came to his senses and walked to his seat. However, his gaze remained fixed on Li Daoyi. He had just heard Tongtian mention that a friend had come to visit, and it seemed to be this person. But why had he never seen him before? And judging from the situation, it seemed that Tongtian was giving him a lot of face.
Everyone sat down, but the atmosphere was still a bit awkward. Just then, Zhen Yuanzi lowered his head and saw the immortal fruits on the table. The peaches were fine, but why were there so many ginseng fruits?
"This...this is a ginseng fruit?" Zhen Yuanzi was stunned.