Chapter 475 Eight Treasures Merit Pool
“Junior Brother Yun Zhongzi, you can go west with Senior Brother,” Duobao immediately decided. “Junior brothers and sisters, you can rest assured and wait for good news in Kunlun Mountain.”
No matter how difficult the situation, Duobao had to bite the bullet and go for it. It was just that he was young and ignorant back then. The moonlight that night was dim, which blinded him. He didn't think deeply about how the mountain lord praised his master for being unrestrained and bold, and not a single word of it was true.
Yun Zhongzi was beaming with joy. He loved going to the West. Everyone said the West was barren, but Yun Zhongzi didn't think so at all. The endless yellow sand had its own unique beauty. Zhen Yuanzi also said that he would take some time to visit him in the West.
"Senior Brother, Master has ordered us to travel to the West together." Guang Chengzi thought that even with Junior Brother Yun Zhongzi accompanying Senior Brother, it would still be too dangerous.
All the Golden Immortals nodded in unison. Their master had given them orders first, and they had stayed in Kunlun only because they were willing to risk their lives.
"Senior Brother's journey to the West this time is not to ride the clouds, but to 'cultivate' and 'cultivate the mind.' Once Senior Brother has established himself on Mount Ling, we junior brothers will slowly follow." Duobao didn't want to invite trouble upon himself by taking his junior brothers to put on a show, fearing that they wouldn't even know how they were exposed.
“I have a plan,” Yun Zhongzi slapped his thigh and stood up from the stone table. “Why don’t the senior brothers go to Mount Ling first, choose a suitable cave on Mount Ling and set it up as a temporary dojo? When they have free time, they can try to preach to the creatures at the foot of Mount Ling. When the eldest brother arrives, we can merge together.”
“Junior Brother Yun Zhongzi,” Huang Long couldn’t stand it anymore, “what if we encounter the Two Sages of the West… we can’t afford to take chances.”
Duobao glanced at Yun Zhongzi and suddenly smiled, "This is not impossible."
He was being too attached to appearances. They were never up to any good in going to the West. Hiding their way there would only invite gossip. It would have been better for them to go openly and honestly.
"Senior Brother!" Huang Long was puzzled as to what had gotten into his senior brother today.
"Junior Brother Huanglong, please calm down and listen to what your senior brother has to say." Duobao raised his hand to stop Huanglong, he already had a plan in mind.
Everyone strained their ears.
“Junior Brother Yun Zhongzi, why don’t you take your senior brothers and sisters to Mount Ling first, and ask to see the two saints to borrow their Eight Treasures Merit Pool?” Duobao looked Yun Zhongzi up and down. Yun Zhongzi was outspoken and had no guile, so it would be better to go to them openly.
"And what about you, Senior Brother?" Yun Zhongzi blinked. "Master ordered me to protect you, Senior Brother."
Duobao's brow twitched slightly. "Second Uncle-Master Ding also said that you should listen to me."
“That’s right.” Yun Zhongzi nodded; his master had indeed said that.
"Junior Brother Yun Zhongzi, what are you waiting for? Second Martial Uncle has already told you not to be polite, so hurry up and take your senior brothers and sisters to the West." Duobao breathed a sigh of relief. It was better to let these junior brothers and sisters go to Mount Ling than to have them cause trouble by his side.
He wanted to put on a show for Heaven, so the more realistic the better.
Everyone looked on with anticipation, hoping to restore their cultivation as soon as possible.
"As you command, Senior Brother." Yun Zhongzi glanced back, rolled up his sleeve, and transformed into a cloud, sweeping away all those whose three flowers had been severed.
Finally, Duobao glanced at Huanglong and Antarctica.
"Since you two have escaped unscathed, there's no need for you to get involved in this mess." Duobao glanced at Huanglong; this dragon was truly lucky.
"Huanglong, you two can do as you please in Antarctica." Duobao almost burst into tears. Huanglong could return to the East China Sea if he wanted, or stay in Kunlun if he wanted.
"Senior Brother, your fellow disciples wish you all the best." Antarctica had long known that staying put was the best way to show filial piety to their master.
Look, his restless senior brothers were directly ordered by their master to go to the west. They're dumbfounded now.
"Senior Brother, please be careful on your journey." Huanglong looked at Duobao with sympathy, thankfully he had already entered the Heavenly Court.
Ever since learning that his senior brother Duobao had once been the Venerable One's right-hand man alongside the Queen Mother of the West, Huanglong no longer envied Duobao's abilities.
Duobao chuckled dryly and headed to the Eight Views Palace to bid farewell to his grandmaster. If he watched any longer, he would be unable to resist beating up the dragon; it was too infuriating.
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A cloud suddenly appeared above Mount Ling.
Zhunti's face was very ugly. This red cloud is here again! Is this never going to end?
Yun Zhongzi flew directly to the Eight Treasures Merit Pool. Zhunti frowned. Oh no, his Eight Treasures Merit Pool.
Yun Zhongzi descended gracefully. Zhunti's lips twitched, and he walked over, saying stiffly, "Young friend Yun Zhongzi, what brings you here?" Why are you here again? How annoying.
Zhunti wished he could kick Yun Zhongzi out, but unfortunately, he couldn't.
“Saint Zhunti, you’ve arrived,” Yun Zhongzi greeted casually, tossing out his first senior sister, Jin Ling, “I’ve come to borrow your Eight Treasures Merit Pool for a while.”
Jin Ling poked her head out and glanced at Sage Zhunti. Oh my, Sage Zhunti probably has the heart to skin Junior Brother Yun Zhongzi alive. Can Junior Brother Yun Zhongzi handle it?
If all else fails, they don't necessarily have to take shortcuts.
Zhunti's eyes blazed with fury. "You know that's my Eight Treasures Merit Pool. Damn it, my senior brother went to look for good seedlings, and I have to bite the bullet and face this insatiable red cloud."
Unfortunately, if Yun Zhongzi could read facial expressions, he wouldn't be Yun Zhongzi.
Zhunti wore a fake smile, which Yun Zhongzi mistook for a peaceful one. This smile was the same as always; Zhunti always had this expression whenever Yun Zhongzi met him, so there was nothing wrong with it.
Yun Zhongzi, without a second thought, threw his fellow disciples one by one into the Eight Treasures Merit Pool.
"By the way, Sage Zhunti, we're planning to find a place to stay on Mount Ling. After we soak in the Eight Treasures Merit Pool, could you take me to pick one?" Yun Zhongzi said casually.
Zhunti took a deep breath, his face turning ashen.
Heads popped up one after another at the Eight Treasures Merit Pool. Sensing the sage's wrath, they all broke out in a cold sweat for their junior brother Yun Zhongzi. They didn't necessarily have to soak in the Eight Treasures Merit Pool.
Zhunti stared wide-eyed, wondering what he had just seen. He and his senior brother had tried so hard to get one of them, but now they had appeared on Mount Ling without any warning.
"Young friend Yun Zhongzi, why did you leave Kunlun Mountain and come to my Ling Mountain?" Zhunti wondered to himself. He didn't believe that Kunlun Mountain couldn't restore his disciples' cultivation.
"Don't even mention it. My master must have been possessed by some evil spirit. He banished us from Kunlun Mountain and won't let us go back." Yun Zhongzi stared at the Eight Treasures Merit Pool, his mind wandering, and he didn't keep his mouth shut.
Zhunti's eyes lit up. It was good that they wouldn't let him go back. It must be that Yuanshi Tianzun felt that the Twelve Golden Immortals were too shameful. After the Investiture of the Gods, he couldn't tolerate it for even a moment and directly expelled them from the sect.
But Lingshan doesn't mind.
"So, young friends, what are your plans for the future?" Zhunti's smile warmed up, and the stiffness of his forced smile softened.
"Hey, didn't I already say we were planning to find a place to stay in Mount Ling? I asked you to take me to choose one." Yun Zhongzi glanced at Zhunti. Even a saint's memory isn't good. He just forgot what he said. Next time Zhen Yuanzi scolds him, he'll use the saint Zhunti to argue.
Even saints forget things; it's perfectly normal for him to forget.
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