The First Demon of the Chan Sect
Chapter 122 - 122 68 Dissension Leads to Division

122: Chapter 68: Dissension Leads to Division 122: Chapter 68: Dissension Leads to Division Looking at his own disciple, Laozi’s face rarely flushed.

Bowing his head in thought for a while, Laozi pulled out a palm-sized golden talisman from his sleeve.

The moment this Taiji Talisman was exposed to the air, a Tai Chi Diagram gradually appeared in the sky.

For a time, the Taiji Talisman emitted a brilliant golden light, rich and long-lasting, blossoming in the low sky!

Laozi then condensed the light of the talisman, handing it over to Xuan Dou, saying, “This is an Innate Spiritual Treasure crafted by your master after contemplating the Tai Chi Diagram, the ‘Taiji Talisman.’ This object has similar functions to the Tai Chi Diagram; it can capture, trap, and defend.

Now, I bestow it upon you!”

Primordial, seeing Laozi willing to take out such a priceless item, scolded himself for being stingy.

Xuan Dou is my eldest disciple and naturally falls under the guidance of my Three Emotions Sect.

Gifting him a few Magical Treasures is a small matter, isn’t it!

With that thought, Primordial waved his hand, sprinkling down seventeen or eighteen Spiritual Treasures.

Li Qingming looked up and saw them.

Wow!

They were all the notoriously famous Sealing God Spiritual Treasures of the past era!

There were the Female and Male Swords, Soul-falling Bell, Nine Dragon Divine Fire Cover, Water and Fire Blade, Yin Yang Mirror… and so on.

The splendid treasures nearly blinded Li Qingming’s eyes.

Li Qingming looked at them, drooling, with little stars twinkling in his eyes.

Li Qingming glanced at Primordial and said with a cheeky face, “Master, could you possibly bestow two Spiritual Treasures upon your disciple for self-defense?”

Laozi and the two others twitched their mouths upon hearing this.

Primordial glared fiercely at Li Qingming and said, “Your collection of Spiritual Treasures far exceeds mine, and you still have the face to ask your master for Spiritual Treasures, hm?”

Li Qingming chuckled sheepishly and quietly hid behind Laozi.

Xuan Dou’s eyes slowly scanned the Spiritual Treasures scattered around, suddenly lighting up, he pointed to a longsword emanating purple luminescence and said, “Master Uncle, I choose this one!”

Primordial chuckled and said, “You do have a good eye!” With a gentle flick of his sleeve, the longsword landed into Xuan Dou’s hands.

Everyone looked forward and unanimously praised the weapon.

They saw that the sword was approximately three and a half feet long, made of pure purple and bright in quality, with faint thunderbolts coursing over it.

The sword was engraved with mountains, cavern-abodes, and figures, as if actual mountains and rivers were embedded in it, dazzling in splendor.

The words ‘Purple Mansion’ were inscribed on the sword; it was indeed a top-grade Innate Spiritual Treasure!

The semi-transparent longsword in his hand integrated with his essence as though they merged into one, reflecting and shining off each other with an unmatched powerful aura, dyeing everything around in a hue of purple!

Tongtian, seeing that the three had given welcome gifts, thought it would be embarrassing not to contribute.

Mulling it over, Tongtian noticed that Xuan Dou was already equipped with defensive and offensive treasures.

Puzzled, he patted his head, but then his eyes brightened, and he pulled out a huge egg from his storage space, saying, “Here I have an egg, laid by a variant of the Qilin, the Chi Huo Qilin.

This beast is extremely fierce, and once fully grown, its Cultivation will reach the Daluo Peak.

Moreover, it can assist you in Artifact Refining or Alchemy.

It truly is the best choice for a mount!”

Xuan Dou took the Qilin Egg and quickly thanked everyone.

Afterwards, Xuan Dou said to Laozi, “Master, before I left on my journey, I had a quarrel with my father and failed to bid him farewell.

Over these tens of years, I have missed my father dearly and wish to return home to visit him to fulfill my filial duties!

I ask for your permission, Master!”

Hearing Xuan Dou’s words, Laozi smiled with satisfaction and replied, “My disciple truly is of pure and filial heart.

Here is what we’ll do!

Since we are currently touring the Primordial Land, let’s accompany you to the Human Clan!

However, you cannot reveal any information about us, and we will have to disguise ourselves when we enter your Human Clan.”

Xuan Dou was overjoyed and promptly agreed.

In the years that Xuan Dou had been away, it was not only Xuan Dou who had changed among the Human Clan.

In the second year after Xuan Dou’s departure, the Conservative Party and the Migration Faction finally erupted with conflicts unprecedented in history.

Led by Yuan Qing from the Migration Faction, who could not accept Ran Ji’s proposal of a slow and gradual migration, they took two-thirds of the tribe’s people and began to migrate inland on a large scale.

Those who remained in the tribe, aside from a small number of strong youths, were mostly the old, the weak, women, and children.

In Yuan Qing’s words, “Just lead these people here to their deaths!

I will take the tribe out of this hateful coastal area.

I believe the outside world will be more suitable for the tribe’s survival!”

Ran Ji felt like a failure.

Not only had his son run away, but one by one, the tribe members were also leaving him behind.

Had he really made a wrong decision?

He questioned his own heart in confusion, but no one could give him an answer!

So, The Three Pure Ones and others saw such an unusual scene.

Nearly a thousand miles from the East Sea Coast, they saw Human Clan members in tattered clothes, either holding robust wood sticks or supporting each other in pairs, and with simple stone pots, stone bowls, and baked meat jerky for dry food on their backs.

Xuan Dou felt very strange that he had already encountered so many of his clansmen although they had not yet reached their tribe’s territory.

Could there be trouble with the tribe?

And what about his father?

Therefore, Xuan Dou began frantically searching for the leader of this migrating group, and within the time it takes to finish a cup of tea, he found Yuan Qing, Yan Wen, and others struggling to move forward.

Yuan Qing examined Xuan Dou carefully, then happily slapped the Daoist robe Li Qingming had recently changed into on Xuan Dou, and said, “Xiao Xu, I knew you weren’t dead!

These little rascals, they couldn’t find you and thought you had perished, even going so far as to convince Ran Ji elder brother to make a cenotaph for you!

Those little rascals, when we get back, I must give them a good lesson!

Hahaha!”

After exchanging courtesies with several uncles and elders, Xuan Dou couldn’t wait to ask Yuan Qing, “Uncle Yuan Qing, has something happened to the tribe?

Why is the entire tribe moving on the eve?

And, my, my father!

Has he been harmed?”

Anger flashed across Yuan Qing’s face, only to be replaced by a sigh, “No, brother Ran Ji is fine and well!

And he is still at the original tribe’s territory!

These tribesmen, due to ideological differences with brother Ran Ji, have decided to migrate as a tribe.

Now, our tribe’s land is left with only one-third of our population!

Alas!”

Having understood the situation, Xuan Dou did not linger any longer.

After promising his uncles and elders that he would certainly persuade his aged father, he returned to The Three Pure Ones’ side and recounted these events.

The Three Pure Ones didn’t speak but instead turned their gaze toward Li Qingming.

With a bitter smile, Li Qingming said, “This is the inevitable development of the Human Clan.

If our kind wishes to advance, they will surely have to venture out from the East Sea to the Primordial Land.

But whether it will be life or death, that is hard to predict.

Nevertheless, this is a good thing!

Seeing the Human Clan make progress fills me with joy.”

Primordial, after Li Qingming had finished speaking, nodded slightly and said, “Under the Heavenly Dao, there always exists a glimmer of hope.

Nephew Xuan Dou, there’s no need for worry.”

After all, Xuan Dou was a figure esteemed by the likes of Laozi, and he quickly gathered his emotions.

Indeed, why worry about things that are of no concern—best to let nature take its course.

Unwittingly, Xuan Dou’s state of mind had suddenly climbed a level, and he faintly felt himself on the verge of reaching the state of a Heavenly Immortal.

Feeling the change in Xuan Dou’s aura, Li Qingming was deeply envious.

“Look, look!

This is truly what it means to be nurtured by one’s own mother, with just a brief contemplation on a problem, one is able to quickly elevate one’s state of mind and cultivation!

Are the rest of us all raised by stepmothers?”

Little did he know, if his words reached The Three Pure Ones, they would have the urge to strangle him.

Fast?

How could he be faster than Li Qingming!

In the eyes of The Three Pure Ones, Li Qingming was an evil prodigy, an overwhelmingly powerful one at that!

In less than the time it takes for a cup of tea to cool, the group arrived at the East Sea Coast.

Looking at the extremely familiar scene below, Xuan Dou led the way into the tribe, heading off to meet his elderly father.

The meeting between the two was naturally a tearful one.

The two grown men sat at the doorstep of their home, chatting about their experiences over the past dozen years, though the parts involving Li Qingming and The Three Pure Ones were automatically glossed over by Xuan Dou.

As they talked about the migration of the Human Clan, Ran Ji’s face was full of sorrow.

Xuan Dou, looking at his father who was growing older by the day, said, “Father, I think Uncle Yuan Qing’s actions are too extreme!

In these dozen years, I have traveled all over the eastern reaches of the Primordial Land only to realize how narrow our view has been.

The Witch and Demon Clans are unbelievably powerful!

Our Human Clan may seem numerous, with a population close to a hundred million, but it would only take one Great Demon to eradicate our clan from the Primordial Land!”

Ran Ji, quite shocked, said, “Is that truly so?”

Xuan Dou nodded gravely.

Ran Ji looked up to the sky and let out a long sigh, “Yuan Qing has misled me!”

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