Western foothills of Kunlun Mountain

A Flying Silver Tiger flapped its wings, speeding towards Kunlun Mountain with incredible swiftness.

The Flying Silver Tiger soared with outstretched wings, its silver fur gleaming with a dazzling light, like a bolt of lightning streaking through the drifting clouds, agile and robust and merging into the blue sky and white clouds from time to time.

Shengong Bao sat high on the tiger's back, looking valiant and majestic with an extraordinary bearing. He steered the Silver Tiger through the clouds, racing between the heavens, as the peaks of Kunlun Mountain gradually came into view.

Over a month had passed since he left the West Niu Hezhou.

Even with the remarkable speed of his Flying Silver Tiger, it still took him more than a month to arrive at Kunlun.

This was actually considered fast. Xiao Zhen and Deng Hua were still leisurely making their way back.

His Flying Silver Tiger was young and couldn't carry three people, so Shengong Bao left the two behind and rushed back to Kunlun Mountain ahead of them.

When they went to Longevity Mountain, there were two Daluo Golden Immortal Level masters, Randeng and Nanji Immortal, accompanying them, taking only a few hours to arrive.

Now that they were on their own, it would take at least half a year to return.

The Primordial world is too vast!

Especially for travels spanning across continents, which typically take years to complete.

At times like these, he envied those disciples of the Jie Sect.

No matter where they went, they had the Curved Realm Ark at their disposal, equivalent to always having a Daluo Golden Immortal or even a Quasi-Saint level master accompanying them on their travels.

"Sinful, sinful."

Shengong Bao shook his head, gently caressing the Flying Silver Tiger beneath him, mentally reminding himself "no more wild thoughts."

Although he had been rushing his journey all along, the clash between the saints of the two Taoist schools was something all the immortal gods in the Primordial world could see, and they all knew that the relationship between the Chan Sect and the Jie Sect had fundamentally changed.

Previously, disciples of the two schools could be regarded as fellow sect members, addressing each other as "brother" and "sister."

He also often traveled far and wide, making friends with many Jie Sect disciples and holding good relations with them.

But now with the two schools in a state of hostility, it wouldn't be appropriate for him to maintain connections with the Jie Sect anymore.

"It's this little Silver Tiger..."

Shengong Bao hesitated as he looked at the Flying Silver Tiger beneath him, somewhat indecisive.

The Flying Silver Tiger was a gift from Yu Yuan, and if his senior and junior brothers knew about it, it would inevitably lead to unnecessary misunderstandings.

Ah, let it be... after all, he had a clear conscience.

Moreover, no one else saw when Yu Yuan gave him the Flying Silver Tiger; as long as he kept silent, no third party would know.

With these thoughts, he gradually let go of his worries and rode the Flying Silver Tiger towards the direction of Qilin Cliff.

At this moment, it was dawn and the golden sunlight cast a golden edge over the towering mountain peaks, magnificent and imposing.

Shengong Bao rode the Flying Silver Tiger and landed on Qilin Cliff, just in time to see his senior brother, Nanji Immortal, leading several unfamiliar figures out from the Yuxu Palace, seeing them off with courtesies as they departed on clouds.

Those people were all dressed in brocade magic robes and wore a hairstyle common to Westerners, their faces smiling as if they had received good news.

Aren't the two leading individuals the Pharmacist and Maitreya from the Western Sect? What are they doing here?

Shengong Bao revealed a trace of surprise in his eyes.

Profound doubts and curiosity surfaced in his mind.

Given the existing grievances between Chan Sect and Western Sect over teaching the Dao, what were these Western Sect disciples doing here?

Shengong Bao's thoughts spun rapidly; he understood that things were not as simple as they seemed.

Could it be that Chan Sect, to contend against the Jie Sect, was looking to seek cooperation and support from the Western Sect?

This was quite a risky move!

The Western Sect had always coveted the Southern Continent and Dongsheng Divine Continent.

Collaborating with them, wouldn't it be like seeking a tiger's skin!

Lost in his contemplations, Nanji Immortal, who had just bid farewell to the Pharmacist and others, turned to look at him and said quietly, "You've come back at the right time, junior brother. There's a matter on which I wish to consult you."

Shengong Bao hurriedly rolled off the Flying Silver Tiger's back and respectfully bowed, saying, "Senior brother, please command me. I will exhaust all my efforts!"

"Very good, very good…" Nanji Immortal stroked his beard gently and smiled, "I heard that during your travels in the Primordial world, you sought out immortals and made friends, and you have deep connections with quite a few Jie Sect disciples, is that so?"

Shengong Bao's face changed slightly, and he said nervously, "It is true, but all that happened before. Now that our school is at odds with the Jie Sect, I will sever ties with those Jie Sect disciples, will no longer associate with them, and wholeheartedly protect our school!"

"I'm pleased to know you have such intentions," Nanji Immortal praised with a smile, then his tone suddenly shifted, lowering his voice, "However, you don't need to sever ties with those Jie Sect disciples.

On the contrary, you must sever ties with us.

By doing so, you can continue to maintain your relationships with those Jie Sect disciples and gather information about the Jie Sect, enabling us to counteract with plans... You understand my meaning, right?"

Shengong Bao was stunned.

Was this a request for him to infiltrate the enemy and gather intelligence?

He took a deep breath and said hesitantly, "Elder Brother, what did you mean just now by saying that severing ties with you? Besides, even if I am willing to do it, those Jie Sect disciples may not trust me..."

Before he could finish speaking, Nanji Immortal interrupted him with a smile, "As long as you are willing, they will trust you… In a moment, I will perform a play with you, under the pretext of stealing Spiritual Treasure, to expel you from the sect.

That way, you can defect to Jie Sect.

Don't worry, should you wish to return to Kunlun in the future, you can come back at any time, and I will vouch for your innocence.

Moreover, if you are able to make great achievements on this mission, I will definitely request our Master to grant you a Treasure, just like Guang Chengzi and the others."

"So that's the way it is."

Even though Shengong Bao had guessed this answer, when he heard it spoken from the mouth of Nanji Immortal, he still couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart.

Expelled from the sect!

He had spent a thousand years in grand Kunlun, always dreaming of being accepted under a Saint, becoming a Chan Sect disciple, looking forward to the day when he might become as renowned as those Twelve Golden Immortals from Chan Sect.

But after he truly entered under the Saint's wing, he found that what he faced was different from his imagination!

First, he cultivated the "Controlling Disaster and Calamity Scripture," surrounded by disasters and calamities, and now he was to be expelled from the sect... Even if it was a feigned expulsion to facilitate his undercover placement in Jie Sect, it was completely contrary to his original hopes!

"I have a question..."

Shengong Bao said quietly, "That Jiang Ziya who was initiated into the sect on the same day as me, what is he doing?"

"Him?"

Nanji Immortal was momentarily stunned, then he understood the intent behind the question, and laughed nonchalantly, "Brother Ziya has another important mission. In the future, you will come to know it."

Shengong Bao bowed his head, seemingly pondering his gains and losses.

Nanji Immortal did not rush him, simply waiting quietly for this young junior brother to make his decision.

After a moment, Shengong Bao lifted his head and said solemnly, "I will have to rely on Elder Brother for my return in the future!"

"Of course, of course."

Nanji Immortal nodded in satisfaction.

Soon after, a scandal spread from Kunlun Mountain, quickly reaching all across Primordial— the minor Chan Sect disciple, Shengong Bao, attempted to steal a Spiritual Treasure when his chance arose and was discovered by the elder brother, Nanji Immortal. After severe punishment, he was expelled from the mountain gate!

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East Sea

Above the vast blue waves, countless Immortal Islands scattered like stars.

Among them, Penglai Immortal Island undoubtedly shone the brightest of all.

Blue seas and skies merged with the island, waves gently lapping against the shore, with white sand beaches extending outward, akin to fine and soft silk. On the island, forests bustled with blooming exotic flowers and herbs, exuding intoxicating and charming fragrances.

Clear waters surrounded the Immortal Island on all sides, revealing the bottom, where koi fish danced within the waves, and golden dragons leaped amidst the surf.

This holy site, Penglai Immortal Island, was picture-perfect with its diverse flora gracing the forests; streams and waterfalls cascaded between mountains, emanating a refreshing and pleasant air.

Looking around, the island was studded with many majestic and splendid palaces and pavilions.

They were grand and ancient, standing atop mountain peaks, constructed of glazed tiles and jade, resplendent and lofty, seeming to touch the sky.

Among them, the most luxurious was Tian Yuan Palace.

At this moment, in front of Tian Yuan Palace's flower garden, Yu Yuan was lying on a Leisure Chair as usual, gazing in the direction of Golden Turtle Island.

Since that day of the confrontation between Chan and Jie Sects, he bade farewell to Fairy Miao Yuan and followed Zhao Gongming, Golden Hoop Immortal, and the three Xiaos aboard the Curved Realm Ark, quickly returning to Penglai Fairyland.

Then he stayed on the island, chatting idly with Wen Zhong, Bai Ling, Yun Zhongzi, and others through a mirror, synchronizing real-time messages from various places, while quietly waiting for his Master, Golden Spirit Saint Mother to return.

But he had been waiting many days, and still, he had not sensed that familiar fragrance.

More than once, he visited Biyou Palace to inquire the Sect Hierarch Tongtian, and every time the answer was the same: "Your Master has been exiled to Outer Heaven Chaos, and although there's a peculiar flower that serves as a medium to locate her position, it still requires someone to venture into the chaos to retrieve her... All these take time and cannot be accomplished overnight."

Yu Yuan was speechless, thinking to himself that for a Saint, shouldn't it just be a matter of snapping their fingers?

Why must Duobao Taoist personally venture into the Outer Heaven Chaos?

But even though he couldn't understand, he had no choice. Tongtian Sect Hierarch, after being pressed by him, already closed the palace gates, not letting him enter, so he could only wait patiently.

On this particular evening, as he lay on the Leisure Chair watching the spirits of the flowers and plants perform their dances, he suddenly felt a whim, an impulse.

He skillfully took out a mirror and saw a message through a hidden and rare secret communication.

[Dui Palace: Urgent situation!]

[Dui Palace: Venerable is about to leave, and he said someone else would take over tomorrow.]

[Dui Palace: When exactly can we wrap this up?]

[Dui Palace: I am now the foremost deity revered by myriad incenses. If you don't come soon, I'll stop caring!]

Observing the string of messages that popped up instantly, Yu Yuan pondered only briefly before decisively sending back a message.

[Central Palace: If there's a big fish tomorrow, cast the net!]

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