"Junior Sister Nuwa, if you don't enter the Primordial Divine Gourd, you'll regret it later."
"Yes, junior sister, the Primordial Immortal Qi is something that surpasses the Chaos Immortal Qi. Moreover, I heard from our teacher that the Primordial Immortal Qi in this gourd is not inexhaustible; it diminishes as it is used."
"Once we all raise our cultivation to the eighth level of the Saint Realm, you'll be envious, Junior Sister Nuwa!"
"My fellow disciples, there's no need to persuade me any further. My mind is made up."
After bowing to Hongjun, Nuwa left Zixiao Palace with a calm expression.
Thus, the other four sages all entered the Hongmeng Sacred Divine Gourd to cultivate, while Hongjun sat cross-legged on the purple futon and closed his eyes.
Suddenly, a dazzling golden light appeared on his chest. Upon closer inspection, it was a golden bowl, its golden radiance shining in all directions, illuminating the Zixiao Palace in a brilliant glow.
"Hongjun!"
"I am no longer your disciple, why do you still suppress me?"
Inside the golden bowl, Tongtian shrank several dozen times, and no matter how he used his magic, he could not break through the formation in the sky.
"Our master-disciple relationship is a destiny ordained by heaven."
Hongjun said calmly, "Reflect on this carefully."
Tongtian sneered, "I've never seen a teacher who betrays his disciples. I don't need to reflect on my actions. Let me out!"
Hongjun remained silent, put the golden bowl into his inner world, and then sat on the futon, closing his eyes to rest.
...
Penglai Fairy Island.
Changsheng Palace.
In the center of a large table sits a huge soup pot. With the charcoal burning underneath, the red soup inside is boiling vigorously, and its aroma wafts far and wide.
Around the soup pot, there were many plates filled with various delicious ingredients.
Xuanming, Houtu, and Yuanfeng sat together and ate with great relish; they were practically super rice eaters.
"It's so delicious, my husband, you're so wonderful."
"How did you do that?"
"Wow, food is so delicious!"
"If you like, I can teach you, and then you can cook delicious food every day."
"Haha, okay."
Just then.
Suddenly Houtu said, "Husband, Fellow Daoist Tongtian has been suppressed by Hongjun."
"What?"
Kuafu was stunned, and then after Houtu's explanation, he understood everything.
It turns out that after Houtu became the ruler of the Six Paths of Reincarnation, she was able to see through everything in the prehistoric world, and her true identity was even more powerful than Hongjun's.
She was on the same level as the Heavenly Dao, which is why she knew that Hongjun was plotting to destroy Penglai Immortal Island.
"Save him."
Kuafu stood up and said, "He broke with Hongjun because of me, and I cannot stand idly by."
"Go to Zixiao Palace."
...
Beyond the Thirty-Three Heavens, in the midst of chaos, stood a man and two women before a colossal palace shrouded in purple mist.
"System, check in."
"Ding, congratulations host, you have obtained ten fragments of power."
"Ding, congratulations host, you have obtained the Treasure-Hunting Immortal Rope."
"Very good," Kuafu smiled slightly. With these ten fragments of power, he now possessed forty fragments of power. He was sixty more needed to attain the Primordial Dao.
The second reward was a rare treasure. However, after seeing this treasure, Kuafu was immediately astonished, as it was remarkably similar to the Treasure-Dropping Coin.
However, the Treasure-Dropping Coin can only drop treasures below the highest grade innate spiritual treasure, but the Treasure-Seizing Immortal Rope can drop all treasures without any level restriction!
"Use the Treasure-Stealing Immortal Rope to seize any treasure from the opponent."
"This is no different from a lottery..."
"In a little while, let's try it on Hongjun. That old guy has quite a few treasures. What if he draws a big prize? Wouldn't we make a fortune?"
Kuafu composed himself and then led his two wives into the Zixiao Palace. When they reached the gate, it opened automatically, clearly indicating that the palace's owner already knew someone had arrived.
"Fellow Daoist Hongjun, it's been a long time. How have you been?"
The handsome and unparalleled Kuafu smiled slightly at Hongjun, who was sitting on a futon, his smile full of friendliness and kindness.
"Fellow Daoist?"
Hongjun's tone was full of questions.
"Yes, is there something wrong with it?" Kuafu walked forward on his own, looking around at the facilities as he went, secretly marveling at how nice the Zixiao Palace was.
"If it were your wife, she could call me a fellow Daoist, that would be acceptable, but you..."
As Hongjun finished speaking, a smile appeared on his face, but a look of disdain crept into his eyes.
Upon hearing this, Kuafu suddenly realized and said, "I understand."
"What have you realized?"
Hongjun was puzzled.
Kuafu laughed and said, "You still prefer me to call you Old Bangzi, don't you?"
"No problem, old man. Long time no see. How are you, old man?"
"puff!"
Yuan Feng quickly covered her red lips, her shoulders shaking uncontrollably. She had tried very hard to suppress her laughter, but she still couldn't help it, "Hahahahaha."
At this moment, Hongjun was furious. Just then, a flash of purple light appeared in Kuafu's hand. It was the Treasure-Seizing Immortal Rope. The rope flew out in a winding and twisting motion.
"What's this?"
The white rope rushed to Hongjun's side, circled around him, and Hongjun, not sensing any danger, was immediately stunned.
Suddenly, a golden light flew out from Hongjun's body. That golden light was wrapped in a white rope and flew back at an incredible speed, which Kuafu caught.
"Very good, let me see what treasure we have obtained."
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