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In a bitterly cold place in the Western World.
"Brother, our opportunity has arrived!" Zhunti said excitedly to Jieyin,
Jieyin was a tall, seven-foot monk, bald, with a face full of sorrow. Only to hear Jieyin say, "Junior Brother, are you suggesting we should join forces with Luo Hou?"
"We are merely pretending to comply with him, waiting for the moment when we can use Luo Hou's influence to grow stronger. Then, under the pretext of eliminating a threat to the Heavenly Dao, we can sever ties with Luo Hou in one fell swoop!" Truly deserving of being called the most shameless person in Primordial, this statement alone reveals betrayal, ingratitude, and even abandoning one's master for glory to the extreme.
Jieyin did not share his junior brother's lack of principles, and his sense of justice was indeed very strong.
Jieyin said, "Junior Brother, Luo Hou cultivates the Killing Dao, which is contrary to our Silent Annihilation Dao. Moreover, Luo Hou even wishes to annihilate the heavens. Isn't this opposing the Heavenly Dao? In my view, Luo Hou's end will probably not be too pleasant!"
Zhunti's greatest virtue was heeding Jieyin's words. Whatever Jieyin decided, Zhunti would support and carry out firmly. "Oh, in that case! I've been rash! So what should we do now? Luo Hou has dominated the Western World; he will surely not tolerate our presence in Leiyin Temple, will he?"
Upon hearing this, Jieyin's face grew even more sorrowful, and he said, "Junior Brother, this is indeed a dilemma for your brother!"
Suddenly, Zhunti's eyes lit up, and he said, "Elder Brother, do you remember, over a thousand years ago, when I went to the Eastern lands seeking opportunity, only to return grievously wounded?"
Jieyin looked at Zhunti with some confusion and said, "Of course I remember!"
"Although that Daoist injured me, he also spared my life! While I never learned his name or surname, he mentioned that on top of East Kunlun lies Yujing Mountain, where his mentor cultivates, a Great Power who has reached the Quasi-Saint Stage." Zhunti said, looking at Jieyin's expression, and continued, "Why don't we seek that Daoist for shelter, and after Luo Hou's downfall, return to the Western World? At most, we can offer a few Innate Spiritual Treasures as a thank you later on! This means we won't have to worry about Luo Hou exterminating us, and we won't be without reward!"
Zhunti truly had a silver tongue. Having heard Zhunti's words, Jieyin sighed and said after a while, "Well then! I have no better solution; let's do as you suggest, Junior Brother!"
The woeful Li Qingming had no idea that his words would enlighten Zhunti and inadvertently lead both Zhunti and Jieyin to Hong Jun! Indeed, the ways of the Heavenly Dao are unpredictable, and karma is inescapable!
On this day, Li Qingming, who had been enjoying watching Li Qingquan and a group of Ancestor Witches spar in the Ancestral Witch Hall, suddenly received a transmission from the Primordial, "Disciple Qingmingzi, your master will now accompany your grandmaster to pay respects to some seniors. We have arrived at Mount Buzhou. Since you and Qinglingzi are near Mount Buzhou, you will accompany us!"
Upon hearing this, Li Qingming's eyes brightened, and he stood up shouting, "Xiao Er, Zhu Rong, come here for a moment!"
Zhu Rong and the others stopped their sparring and approached, saying, "Brother Li, we were having a great time sparring! Why did you call us over?"
"Hehe, Brother Zhu Rong. I called you over to bid farewell!" Li Qingming said with a chuckle.
"Ah, Brother Li, you are leaving again!" Houtu looked slightly downcast, as the naturally innocent young girl was prone to sentimentality.
"Yes, brother! Where are we headed this time? I haven't had my fill of fun yet!" Li Qingquan, always eager for battle, had gotten along well with the male Ancestor Witches during his years in the Ancestral Witch Hall. He lamented not being able to fight and drink every night!
"Well, Master is currently outside Mount Buzhou. He's taking us to meet some seniors!" Li Qingming still wore a smile.
"Oh, is that so! Then okay. When do we leave?" Like Zhunti, Li Qingquan never objected to his brother's decisions.
"Right away!" Li Qingming dusted off his clothes and said, "Alright, no need for such long faces. It's not a parting for life or death; we will come back to see you all when we get a chance!"
"If you say so, okay then!" The group of Ancestor Witches had grown accustomed to life with the Li brothers. Naturally, they felt a bit of heartache at the separation.
"Mm!" Li Qingming pondered for a moment with his head down and then said, "Sister Houtu, I have a piece of Nine Heavens Breath Soil here. You have comprehended the Law of Earth, and this Soil should belong to you! Remember, this treasure will be of great use to you in the future. No matter who asks you for this Nine Heavens Breath Soil, remember, it can be lent but not given away!" Having said that, he took out the Nine Heavens Breath Soil from a cauldron and handed it to Houtu.
Having lived together for thousands of years, Houtu knew Li Qingming's temperament well and accepted it without hesitation, saying sweetly, "Thank you, Brother Li!"
Li Qingming then took out some various trinkets he had crafted over the years and distributed them to the Ancestor Witches before mounting Xiong Da, leading his brother to bid farewell to the group.
"Disciple Qingmingzi (and Qinglingzi), pays his respects to the grandmaster, masters, and uncles!" Following the Primordial's guidance, Li Qingming chased after the four and eventually caught up with them after several months.
"You little bear, quite the maverick you are! Not only did you cause chaos among the Innate Three Clans, but you also got cozy with the descendants of Pangu, truly carefree!" Hong Jun smiled as he glanced at Li Qingquan, then said, "So, this little guy is your brother, right? Oh? Not bad, he's already at the Early Stage of Daluo Golden Immortal. Primordial has indeed taken on two good disciples!"
Li Qingming grinned and gently tugged at Li Qingquan.
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