"You're such a money-loser!"
Beneath the vast blue ocean, a young boy sat perched on the back of an enormous beast, muttering to himself, his words filled with complaints and disdain.
"If you came here to belittle me, then you can go back now and don't waste your time."
A cold voice rang in the young adult's ears. Even though she was imprisoned, her spirit remained strong and undeterred.
"A Vermilion Bird Demon Saint from the demon race sent someone to contact me, wanting to redeem you from me. But even after I kept lowering my offer, they still couldn't afford it!"
Feng Bingwen lowered his head, his words sincere and heartfelt.
"I've discovered that while you hold a high position in the demon race, when it comes to actually giving up tangible benefits, they all become incredibly stingy. You're not as valuable as I thought!"
What do you want from them?
"My first request is for a primordial spiritual root!"
"Ha, you overestimate me!"
Kunpeng was not surprised. Every innate spiritual root has an irreplaceable and special status, and a single spiritual root can even create a powerful clan.
"Well, all the forces on the demon side rejected my conditions, so I compromised again, asking for only the fruit or a branch from an innate spiritual root. But they refused that too, wanting to trade me a bunch of acquired items!"
Feng Bingwen's voice was full of resentment. This was completely different from what he had imagined. The Kunpeng under his buttocks was very likely a primordial being, but he couldn't even get a fruit with primordial energy in return.
"..."
This time, even Kunpeng Nu remained silent. Since birth, she had always held herself in high esteem, so when someone from the demon race came and asked her to suppress the human race, she agreed almost without hesitation.
But the result was unexpected. She was outmaneuvered by the supreme being of the human race and ended up in such a miserable state. Fortunately, the human race was willing to release her.
Although she was a bit greedy, in her opinion, the conditions offered by the other party were not excessive. It was just a piece of fruit or a branch, the value of which was incomparable to her own. However, this human told her that none of the demon races were willing to exchange it.
"You're not one of their kind after all. Otherwise, with your future potential, I reckon you could extort a primordial spiritual root from you. Tell me, if I went to the North Sea Eye to find that old Kunpeng and asked for a primordial spiritual root, would you give it to me?"
"I can tell you that there are two or even more innate spiritual roots in the North Sea. If you have the guts, you can go and ask for them. You might just be able to get one!"
The Kunpeng woman sneered. Even in this predicament, with no hope of escape, she did not give in and continued to mock Feng Bingwen.
"No need, I have that much self-awareness."
Feng Bingwen knew that the old Kunpeng was trapped in the North Sea and could hardly move. But if he were to think that he could do something stupid and set foot in the North Sea, well, you can imagine what would happen to him.
"However, to be fair, that old Kunpeng is indeed an ancient relic that has lived since the beginning of time. It has accumulated a truly rich fortune. If you grow up in the future, will you have the opportunity to inherit from it?"
"Ha! If I said yes, would you still not let me go?"
How could that be?
"Don't be delusional. Although the fruits of spiritual roots are useless to demon masters, each innate spiritual root carries the great Dao of heaven and earth, pointing directly to the origin, and can be used for comprehension."
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"Oh, I see. Then forget it!"
After discovering that the Kunpeng woman did not have the right to inherit the title of Demon Master Kunpeng, Feng Bingwen revealed his ugly side once again.
"Let me bleed you a little, the real benefit is what you get in hand!"
"You better pray you don't end up in my hands!"
The Kunpeng woman, having had her blood drained by Feng Bingwen for the third time, continued spouting useless platitudes; by now, she had become somewhat accustomed to it.
"Well, after I've drained your blood, you can take a nap, rest, and have some dreams. You can dream about anything!"
Feng Bingwen left satisfied, having added even more depth to his blessed land. If it weren't for the changes at the mountain gate, he would have really wanted to raise this Kunpeng. Even if he couldn't subdue it, having it obediently serve as his mount and bleeding it out every day would have been a good option.
Kunpeng blood is among the rarest treasures of heaven and earth. It is the best choice for watering exotic flowers and plants or for raising rare birds and beasts.
He stored the Kunpeng blood in a corner of the blessed land, and within just a few days, the area around the blood-red lake underwent earth-shattering changes. His blessed land, which was already thin in spiritual energy, even experienced a rather visibly different change as a result.
Everything was thriving and full of life. Feng Bingwen was pleased with this change, because the changes in the blessed land could affect him, and the positive changes would give him positive feedback.
"Get rid of that Kunpeng as soon as possible. If we can't send her away, then seal her away, shut down all her spiritual consciousness, and block her from all perception of the outside world."
In the end, Feng Bingwen received his master's ultimatum through the Zhanmeng Jade Seal, which surprised and delighted him.
"I can keep this Kunpeng!"
"After this opportunity is over, we still need to send her away; we can't let her stay in the mountain gate."
Zhao Junxian ruthlessly shattered her disciple's beautiful illusions.
"Why? This is a Kunpeng!"
Feng Bingwen was unwilling to accept this.
"Precisely because she is a Kunpeng, she must be sent away. If you forcibly suppress her, it will only diminish your own fortune and luck, and bring unpredictable disasters!"
"I see!"
Feng Bingwen seemed to be deep in thought, vaguely understanding the mystery behind it.
I had never heard of a second Kunpeng in the world before. It was only after the old Kunpeng, who had been a demon master, was trapped in the North Sea and could not get out that a second one appeared.
"Wait a minute, forcibly suppressing Kunpeng will reduce one's own fortune and luck?"
Feng Bingwen's expression changed as he suddenly noticed the key point his master had made. His consciousness instantly returned to the Heavenly Book, and upon opening the first page, the five-digit number of heinous acts displayed made his breath catch in his throat.
Misdeeds: Twenty-six thousand three hundred ( )
Record of misdeeds
Going against the will of Heaven, committing evil deeds, one thousand
Cruelty to Kunpeng, evil deeds, 5,000
"?"
Feng Bingwen was dumbfounded as he looked at the rows of records of heinous crimes that appeared on the Heavenly Book. He realized that every day he imprisoned and suppressed Kunpeng, his evil deeds would increase by a thousand, and that bloodletting would also bring him evil karma.
"What kind of logic is this?"
The young Taoist priest couldn't understand. This innate being couldn't be touched, but he, an acquired being, was only suppressed and bled a little, yet he was burdened with such a heavy amount of evil karma. How unfair was that? And he couldn't even fight him.
"Master, what does it mean that suppressing Kunpeng will reduce our fortune?"
When faced with a problem, one naturally seeks guidance from one's own master. Upon discovering the issue, Feng Bingwen did not hesitate and immediately went to consult his master.
"The Kunpeng is a primordial being, born with the fortune of heaven and earth. The old Kunpeng in the North Sea is like that, and so is the Kunpeng you are suppressing now. It has not yet grown up. If you kill it, I'm afraid the next moment will bring divine punishment and obliterate you!"
"This is outrageous! Doesn't this mean she's the only one who can bully others, while no one can touch her?"
Feng Bingwen felt extremely unwilling.
"You were bullied by this Kunpeng? You've already captured her, so why are you saying these things?"
"Master, why didn't you tell me this sooner?"
"You have great fortune, what are you afraid of? As long as you don't kill her, it's no big deal."
"But she will diminish my luck and bring me misfortune!"
"Good!"
"Is this alright?"
"Being blessed with great fortune is not necessarily a good thing. If your cultivation is too smooth, it will not be conducive to tempering your character. If calamities befall you, they can temper you and help you reach a higher position in the future!"
Zhao Junxian didn't care at all about his apprentice's nagging. In his opinion, fortune and luck were not important at all; a moderate level was fine.
"oh!"
Feng Bingwen was speechless, because what his master said made perfect sense, but he still felt very uncomfortable.
However, after calming down and thinking about it, he realized that it was not wrong. Innate beings are born from the nurturing of heaven and earth. Although they are said to have no father or mother, in reality, heaven is the father and earth is the mother.
Even though Heaven is ruthless, it is strange that Heaven would not send down calamities when a primordial being, which has been painstakingly nurtured and given birth to a being, has not yet grown up and fulfilled its due responsibilities, but is prematurely killed by an ignorant acquired being.
"No, she's a money-loser. We can't keep her here. We need to get rid of her as soon as possible!"
After a moment's thought, Feng Bingwen became anxious. Seeing the escalating misdeeds, he could no longer sit still.
Just as he was about to back down again, the demon race surprisingly made the first concession.
"This is a peach of immortality. If an earth immortal consumes it, he can extend his life by three thousand years; if a celestial immortal consumes it, he can avert calamity for a thousand years!"
Upon seeing the peaches, each the size of a regular watermelon and brimming with spiritual energy, displayed in a jade box, Feng Bingwen's heart fluttered.
"What effects does it have on immortals?"
"A celestial being consuming it? What a waste!"
Completely devoid of the cheerful banter they had shared upon their first meeting, the demon envoy, his face dark with disdain, responded without any politeness.
"Tsk!"
Although the other party's attitude was very bad, Feng Bingwen didn't care at all and instead greeted them with a smile, because the other party really took out a fruit picked from an innate spiritual root.
Although the fruits produced by innate spiritual roots are infinitely mysterious, the cycle of the fruits they produce is often measured in thousands or even tens of thousands of years. There is not enough for one's own use, and there is basically nothing left over.
"Daoist, could you please release my demon clan's Kunpeng?"
"nature!"
Having acquired the innate treasure, Feng Bingwen naturally wouldn't restrain Kunpeng too much. Keeping his promise, after communicating with his master, he released Kunpeng from the Taishangdao Mountain Gate, allowing it to return to the sea.
"What a pity!"
Watching the Kunpeng gradually disappear into the distance, Feng Bingwen felt a little regretful. However, after looking at his evil deeds that were approaching 30,000, he decided to give up. With his current merits, he shouldn't even think about forcibly capturing the Kunpeng. He simply couldn't withstand it. Once the Kunpeng accumulated to a certain value, he wouldn't be able to hold on.
"That's not right!"
Feng Bingwen was just about to give up on his goal of capturing the Kunpeng again someday and taming it into his mount, when he suddenly remembered something.
"Back then, Dao Zun killed quite a few innate gods and demons, so why didn't Dao Zun suffer divine retribution?"
No, that's not right. The Daoist Master at that time was about to transcend, so divine punishment should have descended, but the Daoist Master was fearless!
Feng Bingwen quickly deduced what he considered to be the correct guess: the Dao Venerable of that time must have been able to disregard the will of Heaven by virtue of his strength.
"But once I reach the Dao Venerable realm, it won't be very interesting to catch a Kunpeng and show off!"
The young Taoist pondered this, but he quickly reaffirmed his resolve: he still had to capture the Kunpeng, but he could use gentler methods and not be so forceful.
Rumble—
Three days after Feng Bingwen released Kunpeng, the Taoist palace where Feng Bingwen lived was now bathed in sunshine and gentle breeze, with calm waters and a peaceful scene.
But this tranquil and peaceful scene was shattered in an instant. Wisps of black mist, symbolizing misfortune and calamity, poured down from the sky, instantly covering the sky above the Taishangdao Mountain Gate, turning this earthly paradise into a land of calamity and disaster.
Feng Bingwen witnessed this scene firsthand. He stood up with a serious expression and walked to the gate of the Dao Palace. The Zhanmeng Islands, which he controlled, were located on the edge of the Supreme Dao Mountain Gate.
The scene of the sky collapsing and calamities pouring down erupted from the deepest part of the mountain gate. Even though he was thousands of miles away, he felt his soul trembling and shaking involuntarily. He felt that the world before him was about to be destroyed.
"Is this the opportunity that the Dao Lord seized from the Great Void?"
The young Taoist priest was somewhat unsure of himself, for he had witnessed the terrifying sight of mountains collapsing and rivers flowing backwards, and this was merely due to the calamity that poured down from the sky like a vast ocean.
The Supreme Dao Mountain Gate is a first-class blessed land of immortals and saints among the human race, but today, right before his eyes, it has suffered a devastating blow.
"What kind of stroke of luck is this?"
Because the scene before him was too terrifying, Feng Bingwen even had a thought: had his Dao Master gone too far and dragged a huge thing out of the void?
roar--
An indescribable roar emanated from the surging black mist. Feng Bingwen, standing at the edge of the mountain gate, trembled and felt dizzy just from hearing the sound.
Buzz!
Five-colored immortal light emanated from Feng Bingwen's body, followed by a divine wheel leaping out from Feng Bingwen's Baihui acupoint, enveloping the Zhanmeng Islands and suppressing all misfortune and evil. Screams of agony rose and fell.
It was only then that Feng Bingwen noticed that this cave, which had been designated to him by the Supreme Dao, had given birth to many bizarre monsters in a short period of time. The rocks and vegetation were swept away by the black energy, and evil spirits sprang up, making it extremely terrifying.
"Kid, are you scared?"
A slightly mocking, aged voice rang out.
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