The Immortal’s Poison

Qin Zhui discovered the origin for the word ‘bad egg’; he was very excited, yet no one acknowledged his breakthrough.

Chang Li continued to explain to Wen Leyang, “In the reversed tower, every level is made from a profound magic formation, where the Primordial Energy of Chaos within the giant egg enters the giant tower, and is first turned into the power of Yin and Yang by the lowest level of the Dual-Pole magic formation. The power of Yin and Yang is then transformed by the upper layer’s Four Seasons magic formation into the power of Shao Yang (Lesser Yang), Lao Zui (Older Zui), Shao Yin (Lesser Yin), and Lao Yin (Older Yin). It is then converted into the power of the Eight Diagrams’ five elements by the formation chart above. This reversed tower is actually a powerful formation capable of dissolving the Primordial Energy of Chaos into pure essence, which is finally transformed into the Spirit Primordial Energy of the World!”

As Zhui Zi feared that Wen Leyang was still not able to comprehend, she continued to explain, “According to the Profound Orthodox Sect, the Spirit Primordial Energy of the World is specifically formed when chaos is born. Yin and Yang are separated, the Four Seasons are produced, the Eight Diagrams are formed, and it is finally converted into all the living creatures in the world. The reversed tower is synonymous to this process. However, only the person who cast the spell in the beginning, is the only one who conjures a world filled with true mountain water, all sorts of wild beasts and all living creatures into the magic formation of the Heaven’s Chart.”

Wen Leyang sighed. The reversed tower, in simpler words, was a set-up used to exchange energy. In the transformation of each level, the Primordial Energy of Chaos within the giant egg had been turned into the Spirit Primordial Energy of the world, which was regarded as a treasured possession by cultivators.

It was only when Chang Li noticed that Wen Leyang had finally understood, she continued to elaborate, “The Heaven’s Chart is protected by the magic formation. Not only does it complete the final layer of the Spirit Primordial Energy’s exchange, it also condenses the Spirit Primordial Energy to prevent the energy from dispersing. To be able to absorb the purest and immensely dense power of the Spirit Primordial Energy, entering the Heaven’s Chart is the only way forward!”

As she was in the midst of her story, Chang Li waved her hand dismissively. Without waiting for Wen Leyang to ask any questions, she continued on her own accord, “It is already chaos here, between heaven and earth. The giant egg’s root system will never leak the Primordial Energy of Chaos on its own.” She then pointed to the peanuts that were placed in front of Qian Ren, “That is why the person who built the reversed tower created a crypt next to the giant egg, and conjured a magic formation that converged power. He dispersed the thousands of Landhoppers he grew, into the magic formation. The Landhoppers were not intelligent, but they were loyal. Under the master’s dispersion, they contributed their God-Gifted Divine power into the magic formation continuously for days and nights…”

At this point, both Wen Leyang and Qin Zhui were well-versed with the concept. He then sang praises, “How interesting! The magic formation in the crypt converges the power of thousands of Landhoppers. They spend days and nights blasting the chaos giant egg endlessly. Due to the rhythm of the blasts from such a tremendous force, the Primordial Energy of Chaos seeped out of the venous system, to be absorbed by the reversed tower, and is converted to the following levels!”

The golden monkey Qian Ren looked at Qin Zhui who finally uttered something sensible. Its heart felt greatly relieved and consoled, as it nodded and laughed, “The chaos’ root system is only an entry point and not for exits. Ordinary life vitality or magic art will be absorbed into nothingness by it, and it will be even less responsive…”

It was only then, that Wen Leyang understood. That was why the giant egg was deemed untouchable. If Liu Zheng were to lay hands on it, not only his entire body’s life vitality would be compromised, his entire being would be absorbed by the giant egg. His skin and bones would be completely transformed into the Power of Chaos.

“There ought to be something special about the barbaric Landhopper’s power that seemed absolutely perfect for the giant egg to generate a vibration and leak the Primordial Energy of Chaos, but there is no need for us to ponder too much over the reasoning behind it. It would not matter, as everything had been explained by Qin Zhui earlier!” The golden monkey protected its young in its heart and disregarded Chang Li’s explanations, but had credited all the work to his foolish disciple.

It was obvious that Chang Li would not fight for credit with Qin Zhui. She smiled and picked up the shrimp that symbolized the heavily-mustached man, before placing it into her mouth and chewing it up, “The Landhopper never stopped, while the Primordial Energy of Chaos never ceased. Naturally, the reversed tower never halted from circulating too. It only condensed the Spirit Primordial Energy of the world in the final level of the Heaven’s Chart’s magic formation. I think the heavily-mustached man had absorbed all the energy; that trick of achieving such a vast improvement in his cultivation method is really extraordinary!”

Wen Leyang calmed himself down. He pondered over Chang Li’s words, as he recalled their encounters on Goddess Peak. His scarred face gradually expressed incredulousness, “Uh… the life vitality converged from the magic formation, is a little too pure and thick, is it not?”

Before the Great Guiding Formation guided him through the wasteland into Goddess Peak, the heavily-mustached man should have been sitting on the first level of the reversed tower from day to night, in order to absorb the Spirit Primordial Energy. At the same time, the large group of Landhoppers was converging their divine power in the crypt, to blast the giant egg.

Afterward, the heavily-mustached man went out to attack and capture the demon cat, Chang Li. He did not bring the Landhopper along; it was assumed that he was unwilling to use the Landhopper to perform hard labor, such as engaging in battle.

It was only after the heavily-mustached man’s demise, that the Landhoppers were subservient to avenge their master. This was when they had finally left the wasteland for the kill.

The moment between the heavily-mustached man leaving the reversed tower and his death, the magic formation in the undergrounds of the wasteland was still circulating in levels. That was when the Spirit Primordial Energy condensed in the Heaven’s Chart.

From a cultivator of the old demon rabbit’s cultivation base, the little supreme leader, Liu Zheng, turned into a top master cultivator of Tian Shu and Tian Hua’s level. This was all because he absorbed the Spirit Primordial Energy that was condensed in the magic formation for a few, short days.

Chang Li nodded in agreement, “The Primordial Energy of Chaos in the giant egg cannot be described in only two words, ‘pure’ and ‘thick’! However …” Midway through her sentence, a crisp ‘pop’ sound permeated the air. Chang Li slightly exerted strength in her fingertips, and snapped the ivory chopsticks in her hand, “The heavily-mustached man’s cultivation base is unequal to the power resonating from the reversed tower for millenniums!”

First Elder Wen who was sitting at the same table felt his eyelid twitching, for that pair of chopsticks was certainly no cheap item.

The Spirit Primordial Energy of the world that was refined and condensed by blasting the giant egg for several days, was enough to thoroughly remold the little supreme leader, Liu Zheng. He ascended to a new level out of nowhere, while the heavily-mustached man had stayed on the first level of the reversed tower for millenniums and megaannums. Despite the immense power he possessed, there was still a vast difference between the mighty power condensed from the reversed tower through all these years, and his life vitality, along with his supernatural power.

Red Pot widened its mouth, and sniggered twice, “Where would this level of tremendous force go? We still have much to deduce from this!”

The little supreme leader, Liu Zheng, shook his head, “After I had clarified the series of magic formation in the undergrounds of the wasteland, I held my sword and ran across the entire wasteland. There was nothing else that I found suspicious, so I rushed back to the Nine Peaks Mountain in an attempt to probe for more information, only to find all of you here – unexpectedly.” Liu Zheng smiled as he spoke, revealing a row of perfectly-aligned teeth, “I certainly did not expect that Wen Leyang was about to get married!”

Liu Zheng stretched over to pick up a wine glass from the table, without asking if it belonged to anyone. He even disregarded the fact that there was a lipstick stain on its rim, as he poured himself a full glass. He then raised the cup to Wen Leyang as he laughed, “Here’s a toast to your wedding!”

Wen Leyang too, burst out laughing. He raised the glass and stood up, but before he could speak, he was interrupted by Liu Zheng, “I will not allow you to use your poison power to dissolve this glass of wine! Neither will I be using my life vitality to digest this wine either!”

The two top youth master cultivators gazed at one another and burst out laughing. They drank the strong wine in just a single gulp! Wen Leyang was about to pour himself a second one when Liu Zheng’s face suddenly turned bright red. He then laughed awkwardly, “Good wine!” Right after, his eyes rolled backward, as he passed out, drunk.

Zhui Zi caught a handful of him; she was unsure if she should cry or laugh as she scolded him, “There is no need to show off your drinking skills!”

Zhui Zi reminisced; Red Pot’s thoughts seemed to wander off too, but as today was a significant day for Wen Leyang’s, everyone did not speak too much of anything else. After helping the little supreme leader, Liu Zheng, settle down, they laughed loudly and enjoyed the feast to their hearts’ content. It was only until midnight, that the wedding feast gradually slowed down. While a majority of the cultivators were preparing to bid farewell, the three families’ disciples were eager to disrupt the wedding night when the women of the Wen family were bustling about to clean up after the feast. The stars and moon shone brightly in the night sky; silence had already started to take its course, after all the camaraderie.

Wen Leyang was yet to feel tired. He chuckled as he joined the family elders in making small talk to the cultivators who came to bid farewell continuously. His heart and mind had since been in the bridal chamber, while his telegnosis ability took over. Xiaoyi was already leaning against the side of the bed and had fallen asleep soundly, with the red bridal veil still covering her head. The corners of her mouth curled slightly; her smile akin to ripples, that moved in unison to each slow breath she took.

Mumu was sitting in all seriousness. Underneath her bridal veil, she was nervous; her ears were vigilant all along, and she was listening to every sound and movement outside. Every footstep that echoed, made her heart beat fiercely. It was until after the sound of footsteps disappeared, that she could finally exhale a long breath of relief…

Wen Leyang felt more than just a tingle in his heart; he felt a sense of warmth too.

Ever since his meridians were remolded by the Poison of Life and Death, and after he left the Place of Birth, Life, Sickness, and Death, he did not meet many beautiful women, but the number of women he met was relatively not too shabby, as anyone such as Nineteen, Fei Fei and the rest, was exquisite beyond comparison, especially Zhui Zi. It all started when she gave him that ambiguous hug in the Gold-Consuming Lair in the beginning, and when they experienced a life-and-death encounter at the snow peak. Finally, from Mount Hua to Qinling Mountains, Zhui Zi bared her soul and feelings to Wen Leyang, leading to a relationship that was absolutely extraordinary.

Wen Leyang was cultivating in his body, not his heart. His heart’s temperament was no different from a normal youth at all, and his heartfelt affection to Zhui Zi would not allow even an ounce of denial. However, this paper-thin layer was not torn by anyone yet, so that layer of affection remained like a bowl of light syrup, able to falter his feelings, yet unable to melt his heart.

Amidst their friendly affection for each other, a laugh shared between them was still as beautiful and sweet as ever. Wen Leyang was too lazy to ponder over this relationship, while Zhui Zi could not even bother to think about it entirely, as compared to Wen Leyang.

Xiaoyi and Mumu were different; they possessed the feelings that were ingrained in them since their younger days, and had since germinated and taken root, and grew into Wen Leyang’s meridians, muscles, flesh, skin, and bones! It all started when he was still a young boy, completely inexperienced in society until he became the top master cultivator who was capable of undertaking any tasks today. Every step he took shattered in their gaze and reduced them to tears.

In his life, Wen Leyang could never, imagine forgetting that stormy night, of Xiaoyi’s bitter wails and laments, and when he was bitten by the Yin Chi in the Red Leaves Forest.

Wen Leyang could also never imagine forgetting how he ran for his life in the Land of Evil Spirits when he was about to toss Mumu out. How Mumu held on to him tightly and laughed, with her breath emitting the scent of orchids, before saying, “We shall stay together, and move quickly, forward.”

One cried while the other laughed. It did not seem profound, nor did it seem solemn. It did not seem abstruse, but it would always remain vivid and crystal clear for eternity!

The moon had risen to the middle of the sky, and there were two different expressions on the two young girls’ faces. They were breathtakingly beautiful; they had just become Wen Leyang’s wives.

Wen Leyang suddenly laughed foolishly, as he was coincidentally sending out the Pig, Cat, Red and Army. There were cunning looks on the four rogue cultivators’ faces, as they sized him up and down, before bursting into roaring laughter. They waved their hands and beckoned the rogue cultivators who still refused to leave, “Follow us and descend the mountain; we ought to leave earlier. Wen Leyang can then uh… do it earlier… We can enjoy a full moon’s feast earlier too…”. Before they could finish their sentence, the cultivators broke out in an uproar and responded. They did not bid farewell one after another anymore, but they charged towards the entrance of the village like a swarm of bees.

Wen Leyang’s ugly face turned scarlet red in bashfulness. He knew that he had embarrassed himself with his foolish laughter and was at a loss of what to say. When layers upon layers of the Spirit Primordial Energy emanated from the village entrance, top demon immortals at the scene, even people with Ji Fei and Shui Jing’s cultivation base, could detect that something unusual was imminent.

Wen Leyang was stunned, and asked in astonishment, “What happened?”

“Heh.” The demon tower suspended in midair made a sound. As Zhui Zi’s face instantly turned green with rage, she sneered softly, “Looks like the person who was supposed to be here, is here at last!”

Chang Li was quick and agile, as she picked up Red Pot and stuffed it into Wen Leyang’s hands, all whilst shouting to the crowd, “Break it up, everyone!”

Amidst the vibration of the Spirit Primordial Energy, the tall and graceful shadow of a human figure, suddenly appeared before the eyes of the crowd. Wen Leyang could not help but grit his teeth. Tian Yin was here!

The golden monkey sneered softly, “The Distant Talisman, awe-inspiring as expected!”

Tian Yin once appeared on Mount Hua’s Goddess Peak and it was then that many villagers knew who he was. They were still chatting and laughing initially, but when they suddenly realized that Tian Yin was present, they were startled and kept their mouths shut.

Hanba Fifth Brother let out a low, muffled “hmph” upon seeing Tian Yin. The Water Element Evil Soul sealed in his body was suddenly agitated, and it was surging everywhere within the zombie’s body. The evil soul started to struggle desperately.

After Tian Yin ascended the mountain, the expression on his face was as dull as still water; there was no way to tell if he was angry or happy as he possessed the grace of an immortal. At that moment, he sensed the Water Element Evil Soul’s agitation and his gaze turned into deep hatred, one that was capable of decaying souls and gnawing bones. When he abruptly turned to look at Hanba Fifth Brother, a clanging sound of two crisp swords was then heard. A long and a short flying sword came leaping out of the air without so much as a sign. This was the first time Tian Yin had brandished his treasured weapons!

The moment the long and short flying swords appeared, a series of muffled bangs shook the ground and erupted mountains in the Wen family village. At the same time, almost all the cultivators at the scene had their Primordial Spirit assaulted by the sharp swishes of the flying swords. The treasured weapons that refined themselves instinctively leaped out to protect the masters without being summoned. In the blink of an eye, the reflections of the treasured weapons were beaming with the intention of murder on the Nine Peaks Mountain; rendering the full moon in the sky pale in comparison.

The appearance of countless murderous weapons in the wedding hall was naturally uncalled for. Chang Li’s expression was ice-cold, as she shouted sternly once again, “Everyone, fall back!”, while the giant mountain-like stone tower suspended in midair trembled gently towards Tian Yin at the same time.

The whooshing sound of the sonic boom was heard when the stone tower moved; all the cultivators in the village turned pale with fear. They hastily moved their feet and fell backward behind Wen Leyang, akin to tidewater.

Wen Leyang carried Red Pot in his chest pocket as he took a few quick strides and shielded himself from the demon immortals and his family elders.

A son will always look fragile in the eyes of his parents. Mother Wen’s eyes darted haphazardly, as she held Father Wen’s hand tightly. Their palms were covered in a cold sweat, as they clenched their teeth and dared not make a sound.

Tian Yin’s gaze was filled with enmity; he did not blink his eyes as he stared at Hanba, “I did not expect you to be here too. Very well, very well! I have been looking for you for a very long time now.”

Hanba scoffed coldly in a hoarse voice, as he placed one arm behind his back, and puffed up his barren, skinny chest. His gaze was sinister and unyielding, as he glared back at Tian Yin.

Tian Yin’s expression suddenly turned into a merciful one, entangled with pity, as he spoke with a gentle voice, “Do not be agitated, I will certainly bring you along when we return.” Upon speaking, he did not look at Hanba Fifth Brother anymore, but he looked towards Wen Leyang and nodded to him. He laughed in an immortal-like manner, “I am looking for someone. We shall discuss the matter between you and I, in a while. Where is Red Pot?”

Wen Leyang felt something wriggling on his chest. Red Pot slowly peeped out from his chest pocket, and asked in a low, muffled voice, “What do you want from me?”

Tian Yin had already regained his composure completely. He chuckled softly upon hearing Red Pot’s words, “Why do you find the need to ask what you already know? Of course I am joining hands with you, to seek revenge!”

Red Pot’s bulging eyes gleamed brightly, “Tell me more!”

Tian Yin completely disregarded the group of demon immortals around him that were eyeing him with hostility. He looked at Red Pot and laughed, “I shall help you to restore your strength first. Then, you shall help me crush the Heaven’s Cone Nails. With the full force of our true bodies, is there anything that we cannot avenge, considering our combined strength?”

Red Pot continued to ask, “About that Pickle Jar, Tuo Xie, was he instigated by you to go to the Desert Rebel Mountain?”

Before the demon cat caused trouble around him, Tuo Xie was in harmony with the rest of the world. There was clearly no need for him to dash into the Desert Rebel Mountain, and kill the group of cultivators that were in seclusion. But alas, in the end, he still refused to release Red Pot. The few demon immortals had since figured that after Tuo Xie visited the Black and White Island, he understood the relationship between the former and the Desert Rebel Mountain. It was only because the crowd was still uncertain about the massacre that Tuo Xie had committed in the Desert Rebel Mountain, for reasons unbeknownst to them.

Tian Yin’s smile suddenly turned ghastly, “In simpler words, there is nothing odd about that. I only told him that the Immortal Master Teacher was on the Desert Rebel Mountain, and in order to retain the demon cat’s life, he must personally beg for the former’s forgiveness. Otherwise, the Immortal Master Teacher would certainly execute the demon cat. I was already a prestigious nobleman with universal respect, and I was the enlightened person, Tian Yin, who was the solitary heaven guardian. Tuo Xie took the bait, so naturally, he went there according to his own free will.

Without waiting for Red Pot to speak, Wen Leyang had already spoken with a lowered voice, “So, you tricked Grand Master Tuo Xie into going to the Desert Rebel Mountain to rescue Red Pot?”

The look on Tian Yin’s face depicted a sense of impatience, “Nonsense!”

The scenes at the Desert Rebel Mountain flashed back and sank to the bottom of his heart, scene by scene, as Wen Leyang let out a deep breath. He now understood the sequence of events that had unfurled there!

Grand Master Tuo Xie had been in harmony with the rest of the world all along, but there was only a reversed scale that was growing on his body – the demon cat Chang Li.

After all the trouble Chang Li had caused, Grand Master Tuo Xie was trying his best to prevent a great disaster from befalling them all, as he sought pardon on behalf of the demon cat. Following Tian Yin’s instruction, he left the Black and White Island and went to the Desert Rebel Mountain in search of the immortal master teacher, Kong Nuer’s pardon.

Of course, Tuo Xie did not know that Kong Nuer in the Desert Rebel Mountain was definitely not the immortal master teacher of the Black and White Island. The true soul’s lie did not even stand a chance of being a possibility, but because he used Tian Yin’s identity, it was enough to fool everybody else.

The Desert Rebel Mountain was the land of evil suppression, for the moment Grand Master Tuo Xie entered the layers of Red Hill, he immediately began the pursuit of the formation-guarding disciples. In the beginning, Tuo Xie did not attack them, but he was charging fiercely towards the Golden Horn Peak, in hopes of meeting the immortal master teacher.

The nearer he approached the Golden Horn Peak, the harder the formation-guarding disciples attacked him. Grand Master Tuo Xie’s life would be at stake if he did not strike back!

At that moment, Chang Li’s body suddenly trembled slightly. She held on tightly to Zhui Zi, who was beside her. Whatever assumptions Wen Leyang could conjure from this situation, Chang Li had a better understanding of what was going on.

Tuo Xie needed to beg for the immortal master teacher’s pardon in order to protect the demon cat, alternatively… he could also kill the immortal master teacher. He watched helplessly, as his efforts had proven futile in convincing the immortal master teacher, who could be easily killed without putting up much of a fight. Tuo Xie finally made a move.

Since he had already killed everyone else, there was no way he could accomplish the task anymore. Tuo Xie made a merciless move, and the mountain-guarding disciples took on the positions of the fallen and rose to fight, one after another, relentlessly. In the end, Tuo Xie killed all the hundreds of cultivators on the Desert Rebel Mountain. He exhausted the Liang Li Immortal Formation forcefully merely by depending on his embodiment of strong poison and had even exhausted the disciples who were launching the formation-conjuring spell to death. Finally, he punched the Golden Horn Peak, and killed the heavily-mustached man cultivator, who was suppressing Red Pot, all in one blow!

It was then that Red Pot suddenly laughed strangely; he seemed to see clearly through the crowd’s thinking and reminded them dully, “Tuo Xie made all his calculations and came at the right time; he chose to come on the day of the solar eclipse.”

Wen Leyang was terrified. He finally understood that his decision to kill was not due to the Grand Master’s failure to meet the immortal master teacher on the Desert Rebel Mountain, but the fact that he had already made up his mind before he entered the mountain. If he failed to meet the immortal master, or if the immortal master teacher had refused to forgive Chang Li, only then would he begin to murder people!

It was whoever had attempted to harm Chang Li, was the person he would kill next!

Whether it was the event of resurrecting Zhui Zi, the entrapment of the evil soul, or the massacre of the Desert Rebel Mountain, Wen Leyang had since deduced from these events, that Grand Master Tuo Xie may have seemed virtuous and sincere on usual days, but he was a man who would never hesitate to kill like it was second nature. The Desert Rebel Mountain was suppressing Red Pot. It was no secret that Red Pot was afraid of the dual sun and moon eclipse. He had chosen to enter the mountain before the solar eclipse, and had already made up his mind to kill, should he fail at asking for forgiveness. At the same time, he would have allowed Red Pot to seize the opportunity of running away.

Tian Yin waited for a while, before he slowly spoke again, “Everything that happened was all according to plan. What kind of place is the Desert Rebel Mountain? The moment Tuo Xie entered the mountain, it would certainly become a massacre. In order to release you, I used Tuo Xie’s hands to wipe out the Desert Rebel Mountain. I will then come for you, for your help to push away the rest of the Heaven’s Cone Nails. Considering the abilities you possess, it will be an easy feat for you to kill the rest of the two little Taoist priests on the Black and White Island, but alas… I had misjudged one matter.”

Chang Li laughed abruptly, as she continued Tian Yin’s topic of conversation, “You have underestimated his actual power. What kind of person is Tuo Xie? Between heaven and earth, there is definitely no one worthy of becoming his opponent!”

With a forced smile, Tian Yin surprisingly nodded, “That is correct. I thought that by depending on Tuo Xie to singlehandedly dash into the Desert Rebel Mountain, the best result he could gain was both sides ending in defeat. Unexpectedly, not only did Tuo Xie manage to kill everybody else, he still had the strength to conjure a strong poison prohibition spell, and trap Red Pot,”.

When Tuo Xie showered the Desert Rebel Mountain in blood, the true soul suppressed Tian Yin’s primordial spirit with great effort. He was hiding outside the mountain and was supposed to wait for the golden opportunity when Tuo Xie had completed doing Tian Yin’s dirty work. However, he had discovered only afterward, that even when the cultivator suppressing Red Pot had already been killed by Tuo Xie, Red Pot was still trapped by Tuo Xie’s strong poison.

It was also when the solar eclipse was at its best form, and when Red Pot was weak all over, there was no way it could see what was happening on the outside. Tian Yin was hiding outside the Golden Horn with his telegnosis ability that could clearly detect everything that was happening at that moment. That was why Red Pot was completely unaware that Tian Yin’s true soul had once come to the place.

Even during both back-and-forth journeys to the Desert Rebel Mountain, she had already made sense of the sequence of events that took place. Zhui Zi still felt that her emotions were surging in her heart, and in these great demons’ hearts, there was clearly no distinction of good and bad in the world. In her final interpretation, there was only a short, fat man with a body full of strong poison that was killing and slaughtering for a demon cat, with an exaggerated opinion of her abilities!

Zhui Zi held Chang Li’s hand, as she inquired closely about Xiang Liu on behalf of Chang Li, “What happened afterward? Where did Tuo Xie go then?”

Tian Yin’s true soul shook his head, “About where he went, do I look like I have the answer to that?” While speaking, he beamed with a sophisticated smile that transcended the world. He spoke to Zhui Zi, Chang Li and the rest, “Tuo Xie was in a hurry back then, and he disappeared in a flash.”

While speaking, Tian Yin waved his hand dismissively once. He no longer acknowledged Chang Li and the rest, but looked towards Red Pot, “Two thousand years ago, I was planning on rescuing you, but…”

Red Pot did not wait for Tian Yin to finish his speech before it interrupted, “If I were to break free from my entrapment two thousand years ago, I would naturally be very grateful to you then. I would’ve also helped you swallow the Black and White Island’s disciples, and push away a few of the Heaven’s Cone Nails. Back then, it was only because I did not know that the Black and White Island are framed by one person. Moreover…,” Red Pot’s voice was low and slurred as if whatever he was talking about was completely ridiculous, “… I did not expect anything more at the time, but you have since known that you and I are bound by the common hatred for the same enemy.”

The ugly youth Qin Zhui was confused by listening to the conversation; he lowered his head and asked the golden monkey, Qian Ren, softly, “What does the toad mean? Wouldn’t having two people bound by a common hatred for the same enemy mean that they can avenge the same cause together? Why would there be a difference between two thousand years ago, and two thousand years later?”

The monkey Qian Ren knew that his precious disciple was not an intelligent man, and snorted softly, “Two thousand years ago, after Xiang Liu’s true soul released Red Pot, it would certainly make up another set of excuses, that they were the same primitive divine creatures, that they would need to take care of each other, but despite all the lies, Xiang Liu would never tell Red Pot that they were suppressed by the same person. However, now that Red Pot had already understood the relationship between the Black and White Island and the Desert Rebel Mountain, how on earth can there be such a coincidence?”

If Qian Ren had not explained, Qin Zhui would still be a little confused, but even after Qian Ren has finished elaborating, Qin Zhui still had the thought of smashing his head into the wall in exasperation…