Chapter 46 The Birth of the Gourd
"Do you have any questions?" Hongjun looked at Chang Hao with encouraging eyes.
“Severing the three corpses is a sure thing, but what if the three corpses turn against us?” Chang Hao waited patiently for Hongjun’s answer, and finally said with a resentful look, “This is not without precedent.”
Hongjun was speechless. Chang Hao's gaze seemed to condemn his irresponsibility.
Unfortunately, Chang Hao had seized upon Hongjun's weakness and couldn't deny it. "You don't need to worry about the Three Corpses Separating, such a problem is impossible."
Hongjun's gaze swept over the Three Pure Ones, pausing slightly. He did not directly utter the shocking statement that the Three Pure Ones were also the Three Corpses. The Heavenly Dao was watching him closely and would not allow him to 'talk nonsense'.
"Any further questions? If not, please leave without further disturbance." Hongjun looked at the four with satisfaction, especially Chang Hao's condition. He figured that once the group returned from their journey through the prehistoric world, they would be quasi-saints, making it even easier to seize the Primordial Purple Qi.
Tongtian kept turning back to look at them as he took a step. Chang Hao, who had been seeing them to the door, couldn't help but ask, "What's the matter that you're hesitating to say? This isn't like you."
"Those gourds are really ripe. If we don't go now, who knows which shameless person will get them?" Tongtian felt rather embarrassed. If Chang Hao didn't go, he would have no choice but to accept the seven small gourds.
Just then, the three brothers decided to take a safe approach and sever their three corpses to achieve sainthood. The spiritual treasures they used to sever the corpses would affect the strength of the three corpses. The gourd was of good quality and could be used as a backup.
“Go, why not go? Yaochi needs to undergo tribulation, so let’s go together.” Chang Hao wasn’t stupid. He wouldn’t let Tongtian have it all for free. Tongtian wasn’t Yuanshi, who would leave him half. He would take it all.
"Good." Laozi nodded in agreement, flicked his whisk, and led his two younger brothers to Buzhou Mountain.
"Let's go..." Chang Hao led Yaochi to Buzhou Mountain, the place from back then.
The area around Buzhou Mountain remains unchanged from years ago, with its beautiful mountains and clear waters.
Looking out to the horizon, the vast expanse of misty waters stretched out before Chang Hao, who, with Yao Chi by his side, rediscovered the leisurely feeling he had experienced during his spring outings in the countryside years ago. The familiar scenery allowed Chang Hao to relax his tense nerves.
Unbeknownst to him, the veil separating Quasi-Saint from the peak of Great Luo silently dissipated. With accumulated strength, he naturally reached the Quasi-Saint realm, while Chang Hao himself remained completely unaware.
"Senior brother, I'm about to undergo my tribulation." Yaochi's eyes darted around, and she lowered her head in shame. How important were innate spiritual treasures? Wasn't she just delaying her senior brother's important business?
Chang Hao was already prepared, and seeing this, he comforted Yaochi, saying, "It's alright. Look, the place your senior brother chose is flat and open. Just focus on your tribulation. Once you've passed the tribulation, your senior brother will take you to see the gourd."
Yaochi calmed herself down, her face solemn, and she composedly faced the impending tribulation.
Dark clouds filled the sky, and a terrifying aura was brewing within them. Chang Hao looked up and saw the situation. He knew what was going on, so he retreated from the range of the lightning tribulation, also protecting Yaochi to prevent any fools from taking advantage of the chaos.
The Three Pure Ones appeared quietly behind Chang Hao at some unknown time, watching together as Yaochi underwent his tribulation.
"I've heard about the tribulations of primordial beings before, but this is the first time I've observed it closely." Tongtian stroked his chin, unable to resist his curiosity, and quietly turned his head to whisper in Chang Hao's ear, "Chang Hao, if I'm not mistaken, you're about to become a Quasi-Saint?"
Tongtian keenly sensed the change in Chang Hao's aura, but he couldn't be sure if he was the Quasi-Saint his teacher had mentioned.
Chang Hao glanced at him sideways. "What kind of question is that?"
"I'm just curious about what the Quasi-Saint Tribulation looks like. How many bolts of Purple Heaven Divine Lightning are there? When you undergo your tribulation, could I be invited to observe?" If Tongtian said this, it would surely incite public outrage throughout the prehistoric world.
“I’ve never seen it either,” Chang Hao said with a fake smile. “Perhaps, when Taiyi and the others reach the Quasi-Saint level, you can secretly observe them from the sidelines.”
Chang Hao himself wasn't even sure if he was capable of the Quasi-Saint Tribulation, so how could he agree to it?
“You’re clearly about to become a Quasi-Saint, I’m not wrong,” Tong said angrily, not believing it at all. “Let me tell you, Chang Hao, don’t you dare learn bad habits from my second brother.”
"What's wrong with me?" Yuanshi asked quietly. "Are you talking bad about me again?" His eyes were full of warning.
"Chang Hao, don't listen to Tongtian. You can't trust what he says." Yuanshi turned his head and cut off the source of the problem. Whether he was good or bad, Chang Hao could judge for himself. Why did Tongtian need to say more?
Tongtian awkwardly shut his mouth, secretly rolling his eyes. He was clearly narrow-minded, yet he was so concerned with saving face, always putting on airs. Wasn't he tired of it?
During their interaction, the three were unaware that Lao Tzu had momentarily lost his composure and plucked a whisk whisk from his beard.
No one knows a brother better than his brother; something's not right with Yuan Shi...
Amidst casual conversation, Yaochi triumphed over her first tribulation of lightning with great pride, and proudly spun around in front of Chang Hao to show that she was no longer a mere celestial being, but a golden immortal.
"Yaochi, well done. When you achieve the Three Flowers Gathering at the Top and the Five Qi Converging at the Origin, your senior brother will give you a top-tier innate spiritual treasure," Chang Hao generously promised.
Yaochi's eyes lit up as she stared intently at Chang Hao, unable to believe what she had just heard.
"Chang Hao," Tongtian said, placing his hand on Chang Hao's shoulder with a hint of jealousy, "What a big deal! I might as well just acknowledge you as my older brother. How about you give me a decent innate spiritual treasure in return?"
Tongtian counted the magical treasures he possessed, and to his surprise! Only the Qingping Sword was usable. This couldn't be right.
As for the others, let's not even talk about them. Their levels are beyond description. Compared to the Qingping Sword, all of them combined are nothing.
He's so poor! He can barely afford to feed all those fluffy creatures that cover the mountains and fields anymore.
"Tongtian, where's your face?" Yuanshi asked with a forced smile, taking Tongtian's hand off Chang Hao's shoulder. His expression was gentle, but only Tongtian, whose face had turned pale, knew how much force he had secretly exerted.
"Alright," Laozi, who knew the turbulent undercurrents beneath the calm surface of Yuanshi Tongtian's words, calmly concluded the matter. "Tongtian, if you don't go and see the gourd you've been longing for, it will really be taken away by someone else."
Tongtian was shocked. "Get out of here! Get out of here! I won't let anyone who dares to pick it get away with it!"
Tongtian rushed to the mountainside of Buzhou Mountain. When he arrived and found everything was safe, he casually removed the formation. "Look, seven gourds, of high quality. Each one will be a handy magic weapon after being refined."
"Wait..." Chang Hao tried to stop Tongtian, but it was too late. The seven innate spiritual treasures shone brightly in an instant. The innate spiritual treasures were born. At this time, the powerful beings near Buzhou Mountain sensed this and rushed to this place.
Yuanshi raised his hand and gave Tongtian a hard knock on the head, expressing his disappointment and frustration.
Tongtian already knew the foolish thing he had done in his carelessness, and he was filled with remorse, but it was too late.
Di Jun and Tai Yi were chatting in Nuwa's cave about establishing the demon race. Unexpectedly, Nuwa showed little interest in it, but Fu Xi listened attentively and occasionally offered good advice, showing a strong inclination to join in.
Emperor Jun was overjoyed and did not hesitate to express his thoughts, seeking like-minded fellow Daoists to jointly build an ideal demon race.
Nuwa, unaware of Fuxi's true intentions, did not stop him from pursuing his plan. She quietly observed the matter, weighing its pros and cons in her mind, waiting for Dijun and Taiyi to leave before carefully inquiring about Fuxi's intentions.
Just then, Mount Buzhou shone brightly with a precious light. The four of them exchanged a glance, and with a few steps, they arrived at the place where the treasure had been born.
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