Hao Yun, a quasi-saint, only released a trace of his aura, yet it intimidated the six people present.
Oh no! This is bad news. The person in front of me seems to be even stronger than my teacher.
Laozi, the leader of the Three Pure Ones, changed his expression and hurriedly pulled his two brothers back.
"Senior, we had no intention of disturbing your cultivation. Second brother, apologize to the senior!"
Yuanshi Tianzun realized what was happening and immediately bowed his head in apology.
Hao Yun snorted and waved at them.
Without saying a word, Laozi bowed and quickly ran away with his two brothers.
On the way out, Yuanshi Tianzun's face was ashen. This was the first time in his life that he had been so humble.
"Let's go! From now on, we shouldn't interfere in Western affairs."
Laozi was still somewhat shaken. The reason they came today was because the two Western Saints promised them that after they dealt with Hao Yun, they would share some of the merits from the Journey to the West.
"Brother, will the disruption of the Journey to the West affect the great calamity?"
Tongtian was somewhat worried. During the last great calamity of heaven and earth, half of the disciples of the Jie Sect he founded were listed on the Investiture of the Gods.
Lao Tzu and Yuanshi Tianzun were also affected and suffered a silent loss.
The only one to profit immensely from the Investiture of the Gods was the Western Sect. This time, the Western Sect is the one to suffer the calamity, and the three of them originally wanted to learn from the Western Sect and gain benefits.
Who would have thought that running into Hao Yun would not only bring him no benefits, but also cause him a lot of trouble.
"Don't worry about it. This calamity has nothing to do with us. Just wait patiently. If things get out of hand, the teacher won't stand idly by."
I'm very calm. Anyway, if the sky falls, there are tall people to hold it up.
With the Three Pure Ones gone, the two Western Saints were dumbfounded. They had agreed to work together to take down Hao Yun, but now that the Three Pure Ones had left, they were in a very awkward position.
"Wow, you've really brought quite a few people!"
Hao Yun smiled mockingly, his gaze sweeping over the two Western Saints and Bodhi Patriarch.
Who are the Two Saints of the West? They are known as the Shameless Duo of the West. Under Hao Yun's ridicule, the two of them had a sudden inspiration.
"Fellow Daoist, this humble monk greets you. We have come today only to apologize to you."
Hao Yun chuckled. Apologize? If it weren't for my high cultivation level, you would have already attacked me.
"Yeah?"
Hao Yun raised the wine jar and took a sip, his gaze lingering on the magical artifacts carried by the three of them.
The two Western Saints exchanged a glance and began to communicate in secret.
"They've got their eyes on our magic weapon. Why don't we hand it over and ask for peace?"
"Sigh! That's the only way we can do it."
After the exchange, Zhun extracted three Bodhi seeds, which were formed from the essence of the Bodhi tree.
“Fellow Daoist, I have failed to discipline my disciples properly, which has led to a conflict between you and my disciples. As compensation, I am willing to offer three Bodhi seeds.”
As Zhunti said these words, he felt a pang of heartache. The West was very poor and had almost nothing of value, even their magical treasures were the worst.
The Bodhi seeds he is now taking out are considered the most precious treasures in the West.
"Okay, put it down."
Hao Yun nodded, then turned his gaze to Jieyin.
Seeing the situation, Jieyin gritted his teeth, took out the few magical treasures he had, and selected one of them.
"This is a low-grade innate spiritual treasure, the Demon-Subduing Pestle. Please accept it, fellow Daoist."
Even with his heart bleeding, Jieyin still wore a smile.
"You're very savvy. Get lost."
Hao Yun waved his hand and put away the magic weapon, ignoring the three of them.
The two Western Saints, along with Bodhi Patriarch, immediately took their leave.
Holding the Bodhi seed in his hand, Hao Yun kept playing with it, a cold smile playing on his lips.
You little punk! You dare to play dirty tricks on me?
Hao Yun probed the Bodhi seed with his divine sense and instantly destroyed the remaining divine sense inside.
This Bodhi seed originated from Zhunti himself, and naturally carries a trace of his mark within it. If this mark is not erased, it could be fatal if triggered at a crucial moment.
The two Western Saints, who had just departed, were now discussing how to deal with Hao Yun.
"If this person is not eliminated, the West will not prosper. If we do not resolve this issue as soon as possible, a great calamity will break out, and our West will be in deep trouble."
Jieyin was now seething with hatred. Hao Yun's actions were no different from digging up their ancestral graves.
The last great calamity was experienced by both the two Western Saints. Even the powerful combination of the Three Pure Ones suffered losses in the calamity, let alone their already impoverished West.
"Why don't we ask the teacher for help?"
Zhunti sighed. Last time, it was only with Hongjun's intervention that the situation was brought under control. This time, with the great calamity in the West, it seems we will also need our teacher's help.
While the two were talking, Zhunti suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Oh no! We've been spotted! Run!"
Jieyin's expression changed, and he and Zhunti sped up, quickly disappearing into the void to avoid Hao Yun catching up.
"Junior brother, the plan failed?"
Zhunti gave a wry smile, then nodded. The backup plan he had left for Hao Yun with the Bodhi seeds had already been thwarted.
"Senior brother, let's go ask our teacher for help. That person is beyond our capabilities."
Jieyin sighed, then nodded, which was considered as agreeing to Zhunti's suggestion.
The two vanished into the void and headed straight for Hongjun's Daoist temple.
Upon arriving at the dojo, the two knelt down outside, showing no regard for their dignity.
"Please, Master, save me!"
The temple was completely silent, but neither Jieyin nor Zhunti got up; they remained kneeling in place.
After an unknown amount of time, a sigh echoed through the dojo.
"Come in."
The temple gates slowly opened, and Jieyin and Zhunti exchanged a glance before getting up and walking inside.
Chapter 242 Ancestor Hongjun
On the lonely mountain, Hao Yun sat quietly waiting, believing that Hongjun would definitely come.
Jieyin and Zhunti, who had gone to pay their respects to Hongjun, were staring at their teacher in astonishment.
"Master, is what you said really true?!"
The person receiving the message looked like they'd eaten shit; it was extremely ugly.
"Originally, I didn't want to tell you, but since you've come and even made contact with them, it's fine to tell you."
Hongjun remained calm, with an expression that suggested he had seen through everything.
After the last great calamity, Hongjun merged with the Heavenly Dao, becoming one with it. He learned a great deal, including the secrets of this world.
This world is a middle-thousand world, a subsidiary world of the main world. When the main world collapsed, this middle-thousand world obtained a wisp of its origin.
With the help of this primordial source, the world evolved the Heavenly Dao, and like the main world, it experienced Pangu creating the world and the great war between demons and gods. Everything was similar to the main world.
Hongjun merged with the Heavenly Dao and saw this information within it. When Hao Yun descended, Hongjun locked onto Hao Yun.
When people from the main world descend, it means that this world will return to the main world, and the origin of the Heavenly Dao will be absorbed by the main world and transformed into nourishment.
"Teacher, is there really no other way?"
A ruthless glint appeared on Zhunti's face. Since the main world could absorb his own world, could his own world also absorb the main world?
Zhunti didn't want to die. Even after becoming a Golden Immortal, he was still a human being and would consider his own interests.
Hongjun didn't speak, but closed his eyes and waved his hand to signal that they could leave.
Hongjun saw the guests off. Even if Jieyin and Zhunti were thick-skinned, they dared not linger and could only leave reluctantly.
"Junior brother, what do you think of what Master said?"
Jieyin looked at Zhunti, and a cold glint flashed in their eyes.
"Why don't we go and have a talk with the Three Pure Ones?"
Leaving the void, the Western duo headed straight for the Three Pure Ones' lair.
As for Hongjun, he watched the two figures leave, lost in thought.
On the lonely mountain, Hao Yun, who was sitting cross-legged, suddenly spoke.
"Since you're here, let's sit down and have a chat."
The ethereal and otherworldly Dao Ancestor Hongjun sat down opposite Hao Yun, and their gazes lingered on each other for a moment.
Hao Yun looked at Hongjun and thought to himself, "So he's a late-stage Grand Luo Golden Immortal. Luckily, I can handle him."
As for Hongjun, he was pondering what level Hao Yun's cultivation had reached and whether he himself could also break through.
"Fellow Daoist, I am Hongjun."
"Hao Yun from the Main World".
Both of them are representatives of the Heavenly Dao, which means they have made their identities public.
After all, the Heavenly Dao is something so obvious that it cannot be hidden. The Heavenly Dao origin within Hao Yun's body was so eager that it wanted to rush out and devour Hongjun.
With such obvious signs, Hao Yun couldn't believe that Hongjun hadn't noticed.
"Fellow Daoist, what is the Dao?"
Hongjun didn't come here to fight, but to discuss academic issues with Hao Yun.