The Primordial Mosquito Dao Chronicle

As time passed, just as Haotian was about to close the gates of Zixiao Palace, two figures darted into the main hall. Mosquito Daoist took a closer look and recognized them as the Western duo, Jieyin and Zhunti.

He sat up straight, immediately becoming interested; it was time for the two of them to perform.

The two looked the same as before. As soon as they entered the main hall, they saw a bustling crowd, with all six prayer cushions at the front already occupied. Among them was an old acquaintance, who was smiling at them.

For some reason, Jieyin particularly disliked that smiling face, but at this moment, he stopped thinking about it.

Zhunti looked anxious and sighed repeatedly, seeing that his senior brother also looked helpless. He cried out, "Oh dear, senior brother, we rushed to Zixiao Palace, but we don't even have a seat. If we sit at the back and can't hear the Dao Ancestor's teachings, how can we face the suffering people of the West? I think we might as well just kill ourselves."

As he spoke, he was about to crash into the palace wall. When Jieyin saw Zhunti say this, how could he not know that he was acting? However, the two had worked together for many years, so he immediately grabbed him and cried, "Alas... Junior brother, it's also our fault for the long journey to the West. If there is any fault, it is the fault of your senior brother. Junior brother, you should keep your body and use it to benefit the people of the West. I will go first, and I think they will not blame you."

After that, he pulled Zhunti back and then tried to rush forward.

Mosquito Daoist couldn't help but find their behavior somewhat amusing. Hongjun was speaking, and if he wanted, the entire prehistoric world could hear him, yet the two of them were still arguing, trying to see who would die first.

He immediately looked at Hongyun and was indeed moved. After a short while, he stood up, clasped his hands in a fist salute to the two of them, and said, “You two fellow Daoists are more determined in your pursuit of the Dao than I am. You must not waste your lives for this. I also feel sorry for the suffering in the West and am willing to give this position to you.”

Zhunti and the other two kept a close eye on the actions of the six people in front of them. After Hongyun stood up, they immediately sat down in their seats before expressing their gratitude.

“Fellow Daoist, you are very kind. On behalf of the West, I thank you for your kindness.”

Hongyun believed it to be true and even said a few polite words before sitting down next to her friend Zhen Yuanzi.

When the people in the main hall saw that Zhunti was so shameless as to occupy a seat, they all showed disdain, but quite a few were tempted.

After Zhunti sat down, he greeted the people in front of him. Seeing that his senior brother was still behind him, he looked at Kunpeng beside him, then at Mosquito Daoist, and his face showed a troubled expression.

Yuanshi, of course, also saw Zhunti's expression. He looked at Kunpeng, about to speak, when Laozi tugged at his sleeve, gesturing for him to look to the side, 'meaning you shouldn't interfere; the person sitting next to you is also a demon.'

Mosquito Taoist would certainly not reserve a place for becoming a saint. His sitting on this futon is just annoyance to the Three Pure Ones. Haven't you seen how unpleasant Tongtian's expression has been all this time? Tongtian is such an arrogant person that he doesn't even consider himself inferior to Laozi and Yuanshi's younger brother.

Another reason is to cause trouble for the future sages. Even if he takes the position, Hongjun probably won't give him the Primordial Purple Qi, and will let Nuwa and Jieyin sit on it instead.

A sage entrusts his primordial spirit to the Dao of Heaven, and can also draw upon the power of the Dao of Heaven in battle. As long as the Dao of Heaven is immortal, the sage is indestructible. However, this also places a shackle on himself, as his ultimate goal has always been to prove the Dao through the laws of nature.

Looking at Nuwa, Dijun, and Zhenyuanzi sitting behind him, Mosquito Daoist gave Dijun a faint smile.

"Fellow Daoist, do you think this futon is so attractive that it could make this person do such a despicable thing?"

Di Jun was taken aback. He hadn't expected Mosquito Daoist to speak to him and mention the futon. He immediately said, "Fellow Daoist, you must not underestimate him. There must be something mysterious about this person."

Mosquito Taoist smiled slightly, "I am Beiming. I see that you are a person of great fortune. You will surely achieve great things in the future. I am willing to give this opportunity to you." After saying that, he was about to stand up.

"Fellow Daoist, why is this?" To his surprise, Di Jun pressed him down, preventing him from getting up. He wasn't so easily fooled; otherwise, he wouldn't have formed the Demon Clan Heavenly Court and become the Demon Emperor.

Mosquito Taoist saw that he clearly wanted to come up, but he still held back, which showed his extraordinary perseverance. "Fellow Taoist, you may not know this, but I have achieved some success in the art of divination. I have calculated that this position is not for me. Therefore, I would like to form a good relationship with you. Perhaps I will need your help in the future."

Seeing that the other party had been so straightforward, Di Jun no longer stood on ceremony. He clasped his hands and said, "Then thank you for your kindness, fellow Daoist. I owe you a debt of karma today, and I will certainly not forget it in the future."

Mosquito Taoist smiled and immediately stood up. Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at Nuwa and Fuxi, who were itching to make a move. Just after he finished saying that he would abdicate in favor of Dijun, he saw their eyes flicker, as if they were exchanging information.

Just as Di Jun was about to sit down, Fu Xi stopped him, and Nuwa sat down without any hesitation, keeping her head down and not saying a word.

Nuwa only went up after seeing what Zhunti was doing, and was persuaded by Fuxi. But being a woman, she felt her face burning after sitting down and lowered her head without saying a word.

Di Jun looked at Fuxi before him, then at Nuwa sitting there, his face grim. Donghuang Taiyi, on the other hand, had a fiery temper; he abruptly stood up and summoned the Chaos Bell, shouting, "How dare you two do such a thing?"

After saying that, he looked at Nuwa and said, "Nuwa, this position was given to my brother by Fellow Daoist Beiming, yet you dare to occupy it. If you have the guts, come out and let the four of us have a match."

Although he had a bad temper, he was not a brainless person. He did not dare to make a move in Hongjun's dojo, so he immediately provoked him with words.

"What a joke! Fellow Daoist Beiming only said that this seat is not meant for him, but that doesn't mean it is meant for you. Everyone here can sit here. Why can't my brother and I sit here?" Fuxi certainly wouldn't go out with him now, but he showed no fear in his demeanor.

That's true. We're all at the peak of the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm, so we're not necessarily afraid of each other. Right now, securing a position is the most important thing.

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On the other side, Jieyin also saw the commotion. He had dealt with Mosquito Daoist before, and this man's shamelessness was in no way inferior to his own. As far as he knew, Mosquito Daoist wouldn't do something so foolish, but now was not the time to think about such things.

Zhunti knew that his senior brother did not have a seat yet, so he said to Kunpeng, "This is the place where the Dao Ancestor preaches. How dare you, a mere feathered beast, be so close to the front? Hurry up and give it to my senior brother, lest the Dao Ancestor blame you for defiling this honored position."

After saying this, both of them glared fiercely, as if they were about to start a fight at the slightest provocation.

The Three Pure Ones sat there watching the show, as if it had nothing to do with them. Although Yuanshi didn't say anything, his gaze towards Kunpeng was extremely unfriendly.

Seeing the hostility from everyone, and then looking at Jieyin and Zhunti as if they wanted to devour him, Kunpeng, being a cautious man, refrained from lashing out. He glanced darkly at the four still arguing, then glared at Hongyun and Wendaoren, believing they were the cause of everything.