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When Zhen Yuanzi received the news about Red Cloud's misfortune from the boy sent by Ye Chuanze, he immediately smashed a wine cup. Ignoring the astonished expression of his friend across the table, he stood up, clasped his hands, and said, "I have matters to attend to today, so I must take my leave. We will drink and discuss again another day!" Without waiting for his friend's reaction, he turned and left Mount Buzhou.
The Gatekeeper Boy came to report that Zhen Yuanzi from Wuzhuang Temple had arrived for a visit.
Ye Chuanze raised an eyebrow, impressed by how quickly he came! Truly a model pair of good friends among the Primordial beings.
"Quickly, invite Zhen Yuanzi in," Ye Chuanze instructed.
The Gatekeeper Boy complied and soon Zhen Yuanzi walked in.
Zhen Yuanzi's face was anxious, his eyes betraying his worry. He had hurried back from overseas after receiving the news without any delay. "Is Red Cloud alright?" Zhen Yuanzi asked Ye Chuanze urgently.
Ye Chuanze did not answer but instead took out the Four Spirit Gourd and said to Zhen Yuanzi, "Red Cloud is inside. You can ask him yourself; say whatever you need to say."
Upon hearing this, Zhen Yuanzi's gaze fixed on the Four Spirit Gourd in Ye Chuanze's hand, and with concern in his voice, he called out, "Red Cloud!"
"Zhen Yuanzi!" Red Cloud responded with equal excitement upon hearing Zhen Yuanzi's voice.
Ye Chuanze shivered at the side. My goodness! These two seemed like long-lost lovers reuniting after a disaster. If someone didn't know better, they might think they were star-crossed lovers meeting again after a long separation. Disturbing such heartfelt moments could bring down divine wrath—though that metaphor might be off. In any case, Ye Chuanze did not want to intrude on their emotional reunion, so he said, "You two take your time; I'll step out for a bit. Just come find me in the Meditation Room when you're done."
Ye Chuanze handed the Four Spirit Gourd to Zhen Yuanzi, who carefully accepted it, cradling it in his hands with utmost seriousness and caution as if afraid of dropping it.
Seeing his actions, Ye Chuanze said nothing more and turned to leave. He thought to himself how rare it was for Zhen Yuanzi to care so deeply for Red Cloud, feeling quite moved at that moment.
About half an hour later, Zhen Yuanzi arrived at the Meditation Room, holding a gourd, and found Ye Chuanze.
Seeing him approach, Ye Chuanze smiled and said, "Are you done talking?"
He secretly thought to himself that Zhen Yuanzi was quite talkative; they had been talking for a full half hour. Two grown men shouldn't have that much to say.
Zhen Yuanzi saw Ye Chuanze and bowed deeply to him. Ye Chuanze quickly stood up to stop him, saying, "Friend, what are you doing? I can't accept such a grand gesture!"
"It is only right. You saved Red Cloud; I will remember this great kindness in my heart," Zhen Yuanzi replied.
Upon hearing this, Ye Chuanze said, "I am also acquainted with Red Cloud. Saving him was just a matter of convenience." Though he said this, Ye Chuanze found it amusing. He saved Red Cloud, so if anyone should be grateful, it should be Red Cloud himself. Why did Zhen Yuanzi need to act this way? The relationship between Zhen Yuanzi and Red Cloud was indeed strange. He and Fuxi were close friends who would stand by each other in times of trouble, but he had never seen Fuxi act on his behalf like this.
After hesitating for a moment, Zhen Yuanzi said, "Friend, your saving of Red Cloud is already a great kindness. If we continue to trouble you, it would be our fault. I would like to take Red Cloud back to Wuzhuang Temple; what do you think?"
Ye Chuanze nodded and said, "That sounds good. However, Red Cloud's Primordial Spirit has been severely damaged. Without the nourishment of the Three Light Spirit Water from the Four Spirit Gourd, he might not last long."
Upon hearing this, Zhen Yuanzi furrowed his brow; he couldn't possibly ask Ye Chuanze to hand over the Four Spirit Gourd for him to take back.
Seeing his troubled expression, Ye Chuanze smiled and said, "Do not worry; I have already made preparations."
He took out a white jade long bottle and said, "This is the Three Light Divine Water bestowed by the Dao Ancestor. It contains three drops. Just one drop is enough to ensure that Red Cloud's Primordial Spirit remains undying for a thousand years."
Zhen Yuanzi's face brightened with joy as he said, "Thank you so much! Your kindness is beyond repayment. If there is ever a time when you need my assistance in the future, just let me know!"
Ye Chuanze simply smiled upon hearing this and dropped a drop of Three Light Divine Water into the Four Spirit Gourd, which was absorbed by Red Cloud's Primordial Spirit. He released Red Cloud's Primordial Spirit from the Four Spirit Gourd, and Zhen Yuanzi took out the Earth Book, where Red Cloud's Primordial Spirit resided.
Ye Chuanze said, "I have a Dao Law for cultivating the Primordial Spirit, which I have comprehended over many years. Today, I gift it to you, my friend Red Cloud. If you diligently practice it, you can ensure your Primordial Spirit remains undying, and one day you may even reshape your physical body."
Zhen Yuanzi's eyes lit up with joy upon hearing this. Ye Chuanze had awakened his spiritual intelligence very early but took a long time to take form, cultivating the Primordial Spirit for countless years. In the realm of Primordial Spirit cultivation, no one could match him. For Red Cloud to receive his Dao Law accumulated over millennia was indeed a great opportunity; at the very least, it would ensure the immortality of his Primordial Spirit.
"Such great kindness deserves no thanks. If there comes a day when you need my assistance, just speak up, and I will not hesitate to help! Now, I must take my leave," Zhen Yuanzi said.
Ye Chuanze did not keep him and politely replied, "Safe travels, my friend!"
From that point on, the struggle for Primordial Purple Qi came to an end, concluding with Red Cloud self-destructing his Primordial Spirit and vanishing without a trace along with the Primordial Purple Qi. Immortals searched far and wide for the whereabouts of that elusive Primordial Purple Qi but found nothing. Over time, fewer and fewer continued their search. It was said that Di Jun and Taiyi pursued Zhun Ti and Jieyin for a long time in an attempt to seize the Primordial Purple Qi they possessed.
When Ye Chuanze heard this rumor, he laughed heartily, striking the table in amusement; he never expected that his casual remark would be taken seriously by someone with ulterior motives. Zhun Ti and Jieyin were truly suffering from an undeserved disaster; however... it was quite entertaining to witness.
While he enjoyed watching Zhun Ti and Jieyin's misfortune, he was unaware that Zhun Ti had already begun to harbor resentment against him.
Zhun Ti and Jieyin were overwhelmed by Di Jun and Taiyi's relentless pursuit, suffering greatly. Zhun Ti gritted his teeth in anger, blaming Ye Chuanze for everything! If it weren't for his words that day, how could he have attracted Di Jun and Taiyi?
Unbeknownst to Ye Chuanze, he had inadvertently made two enemies.
**********
On this day, the sky was clear with gentle winds and bright sunshine; the weather was exceptionally fine.
A young attendant came to report that Di Jun and Taiyi, two powerful beings of the demon race, had come to visit.
Upon hearing this, Ye Chuanze felt puzzled. Why would these two come here? Di Jun was known for only visiting when there was something important to discuss. After much contemplation, Ye Chuanze ultimately decided to let the attendant bring them in.
As soon as Di Jun saw Ye Chuanze, he broke into a smile and said in a very familiar tone, " Mr. Ye, it's been a long time. I've missed you!"
"..." Ye Chuanze.
Ye Chuanze was taken aback by Di Jun's sudden enthusiasm and momentarily lost his composure. He quickly cleared his throat to cover up his surprise and replied, "It's been a while; you are still as enthusiastic as ever, Di Jun!"
This statement was undoubtedly sarcastic; Di Jun had never been warm or welcoming! He always looked down on others with an air of superiority. Ye Chuanze felt uneasy; when someone offers unsolicited kindness, it usually means they have ulterior motives. Di Jun's sudden warmth must be for something significant!
Di Jun, however, paid no mind to this and continued to smile brightly, saying, "Today I brought two jars of wine. Let's drink well and not return until we're drunk!"
"Sounds good! I'm in," Ye Chuanze replied with a smile.
Ye Chuanze instructed the attendant to set up the drinking utensils, and Di Jun took out two jars of wine. The two began to drink. Throughout the entire time, Taiyi remained silent, sitting beside Di Jun like a bodyguard, quietly supporting him.
As they enjoyed their drinks, Di Jun suddenly asked, " Mr. Ye, are you content?"
"Why do you ask that all of a sudden?" Ye Chuanze paused with his cup in hand and replied nonchalantly.
"Why is it that they can become saints?" Di Jun raised his voice suddenly. "In terms of birth and cultivation level, where are we lacking? Why can they become saints while we cannot? I won't mention others, but Mr. Ye, you are a direct disciple of the Dao Ancestor. Even Jieyin and Zhun Ti have become saints; why can't you? This is unfair!"
Ye Chuanze remained silent upon hearing this.
Di Jun continued, "If we cannot become Saints, we will be looked down upon in the future. Mr. Ye, can you accept that?"
"No one is willing to be looked down upon for no reason," Ye Chuanze replied indirectly, providing a seemingly ambiguous answer.
Di Jun, however, appeared satisfied and suddenly lowered his voice, saying, "Friend, I have an idea. Listen and see what you think."
Ye Chuanze remained silent, waiting for him to continue.
"I want to build a Heavenly Palace in the Thirty-Three Heavens, commanding all the demon clans. At that time, I will unify all the demons and control the power of Ten Thousand Demons. Even a Sage would be insignificant," Di Jun said with pride, his eyes sparkling with ambition.
Upon hearing this, Ye Chuanze felt a shock in his heart. The Heavenly Palace would symbolize future dominion over heaven and gods. Di Jun was playing a very large game. This game, it seemed, he had begun to plan long ago. Building the Heavenly Palace might be easy, but getting the Ten Thousand Demons to submit would not be simple.
"Do you have confidence that all the demons will heed your command?" Ye Chuanze asked with an unchanging expression.
"Seventy percent confidence."
"That's enough."
Upon hearing this, Di Jun knew that Ye Chuanze was intrigued and pressed on: "Once the Heavenly Palace is built, I will be the Demon Emperor, and you will be the Great Sage. We won't be any worse than that Sage."
After a long silence, Ye Chuanze finally spoke: "Convince the other powerful beings of the demon clan to agree first, then come find me. Building the Heavenly Palace is not that simple."
Satisfied with this answer, Di Jun felt content. He had never expected to convince him just by speaking casually. "Then it's settled. I'll come to find you in three months."
Three months later, Di Jun arrived at Buzhou Mountain Cloud Marsh Cave on time.
" Mr. Ye, are your words from that day still valid?" Di Jun said with a smile as he looked at Ye Chuanze. "Now, Kunpeng, Fuxi, Heroic Move, Bai Ze, and other powerful beings of the demon clan have been persuaded by me to agree to the construction of the Heavenly Palace. Are your words still valid today?"
"Of course they are," Ye Chuanze replied. He was somewhat surprised that Di Jun had managed to persuade the other powerful beings of the demon clan in such a short time. While it was not unexpected that he could convince them—after all, the construction of the Heavenly Palace was inevitable— Ye Chuanze was astonished by how quickly Di Jun had done it. He sighed inwardly; Di Jun was indeed an extraordinary individual.
"Then I trouble you to go to Purple Cloud Palace and inform Dao Ancestor about the construction of the Heavenly Palace, asking for his opinion," Di Jun said.
Ye Chuanze glanced at him and asked, "Why do we need to ask him?"
"For the sake of legitimacy."
Ye Chuanze fell silent. Dao Ancestor Hongjun's words represented heavenly will after he achieved harmony. The construction of the Heavenly Palace by the demon clan would have far-reaching implications and would likely face significant opposition. If they had the support of the Dao Ancestor, as Di Jun said, it would be legitimate. No one would dare to challenge the Dao Ancestor's authority or provoke the might of heavenly principles. At that point, there would be no obstacles to constructing the Heavenly Palace.
"Why do I have to go?" Ye Chuanze asked again.
Di Jun smiled at him and said, "If you don't go, am I supposed to go? I'm not a direct disciple of the Dao Ancestor; he wouldn't care about me or my reputation."
"…Fine, I'll go."
In the morning, Ye Chuanze told Hongjun, "I'm going to find Fuxi for a drink, and I'll be back soon."
Upon hearing this, Hongjun glanced at him with a cold expression.
Ye Chuanze didn't mind; after all, Hongjun had always been like this, and he had grown accustomed to it over the years.
"I'm leaving, but I'll be back soon," Ye Chuanze said to him before turning and walking away.
Hongjun sat on the soft couch, his gaze fixed on the departing figure for a long time.
It wasn't until late at night that Ye Chuanze bid farewell to Fuxi and returned to Purple Cloud Palace, reeking of alcohol.
The night was dark, with no light around, yet Hongjun's chamber was brightly lit by candles.
Ye Chuanze paused for a moment, glancing at the still flickering candlelight in the chamber before continuing forward.
He pushed open the door and immediately saw Hongjun kneeling on the couch in a light purple robe. Under the warm yellow candlelight, Hongjun's face was strikingly flawless, making one's heart race.
Upon seeing this, Ye Chuanze felt a rush of alcohol surge within him; his mouth was dry, and he felt hot all over.
At that moment, Hongjun happened to look up at him with a slightly cold gaze.
Ye Chuanze lightly chuckled, walked over to his side, knelt down, resting his chin on his shoulder, and affectionately called out, "Master."
Hongjun remained silent.
"Master, I'm so hot..." As he spoke, one hand reached up to his waist, rubbing up and down.
Hongjun still showed no reaction.
Seeing this, Ye Chuanze took it a step further by lifting his shirt and slipping his hand inside, caressing and kneading his waist. The movements became increasingly bold. He felt a growing heat in his heart and wondered if he should just tear off Hongjun's clothes and take him.
Just as he was seriously contemplating this issue, he suddenly felt a tightening around his waist as two strong hands wrapped around him. Ye Chuanze looked up to see Hongjun blushing slightly as he gazed at him, his eyes filled with restraint.
Hongjun held Ye Chuanze's waist and pushed forward, causing Ye Chuanze to fall onto the soft couch. Hongjun pressed down on him. His head of silver hair cascaded down as he stared at the person beneath him, the corners of his eyes reddening. After a long moment, he leaned down, their lips met, and his tongue skillfully slipped inside. Their tongues intertwined in an intense and passionate kiss. The temperature in the room suddenly rose, and the atmosphere became ambiguous and lingering, punctuated by intermittent sounds.
Suddenly, Ye Chuanze exclaimed, "Ah! Why are you biting me!"
Hongjun ignored his protest and continued to nibble at his collarbone.
After a long while, Hongjun's hoarse voice finally broke the silence, saying, "You said you'd be back soon."
"..." Ye Chuanze.
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