The Primordial Mosquito Dao Chronicle

Half a day later, Mosquito Taoist looked back at the place he had come from and immediately fled north. Although the Xuanwu True Explanation was profound, he had not grasped much of it and could only calculate the approximate location.

The primordial continent, at its northwestern border.

At this moment, Hongyun was flying north. Suddenly, a loud laugh came from ahead, "Haha... Hongyun, did you think you could escape? I didn't expect you to use the Three Corpses to attract attention. I actually managed to escape. However, I have some respect for your courage in abandoning the Three Corpses that you painstakingly created."

Hearing someone speak, Hongyun immediately stopped and saw two people standing in front of him. They were both people from Zixiao Palace who were listening to the lecture. Hongyun recognized the two people as Kunpeng and Ma Yi.

He could tell at a glance that Kunpeng's strength was comparable to his own, both at the peak of the Quasi-Saint realm. However, Ma Yi was only at the late Quasi-Saint stage, so he didn't take it to heart at the moment. But if the two of them attacked him together, it would be difficult to escape, as he knew that Kunpeng's forte was flight.

"Kunpeng, how did you two discover this?"

Hongyun is now truly getting anxious. Unlike the Three Corpses that have been released, which can be recreated with enough resources, the true body of Hongyun is facing certain demise.

Kunpeng, of course, could not have detected it beforehand. It was only after discovering that the self-destructing Nai San Shi (Three Corpses) had Ma Yi calculate its approximate location. Although Ma Yi was not as skilled as his brother Qing Yi in these unorthodox methods, he still knew a little about them, after all, the two of them came from the same source.

"We don't need to ask how we discovered you. Just decide quickly. If you hand over the Primordial Purple Qi, I will forgive and forget about your past actions of giving up your seat at Zixiao Palace." Kunpeng didn't want to cause any more trouble and wanted to get this item as soon as possible. He believed that it wouldn't be long before others would discover Hongyun's whereabouts.

Hongyun's face turned red with anger at the other party's words. "Kunpeng, have you no shame? It was the Guide Daoist who took your place back then. Why don't you go and cause him trouble?"

"If you hadn't given up your seat first, would someone else have gotten it?"

Kunpeng was aware of this matter, but Jieyin had a junior brother, and both of them were now saints appointed by the Dao Ancestor. Although he was resentful, he was helpless. Hongyun, however, was different; he had no powerful backing. He believed that with his own abilities, he still had a chance to succeed.

"After all that talk, you're just a coward who bullies the weak. But I, Hongyun, am no pushover either. If you want the Primordial Purple Qi, you'll have to fight it out." Hongyun didn't want to say any more. Kunpeng was afraid others would come, and so was he. If there were too many people, he wouldn't be able to escape. If Kunpeng could give up the attempt to seize it, he could get away.

After saying this, he immediately summoned the red gourd he had obtained from Buzhou Mountain, which he had now refined into the 'Nine-Nine Soul-Scattering Gourd'. Just as he was about to activate the clouds in the sky to set up a grand formation, another voice rang out.

"Fellow Daoist Hongyun, what has made you so angry?"

Upon hearing this, the three immediately looked towards the source of the sound and saw a person dressed in white standing there with a smile on their face. Who else could it be but the Mosquito Taoist?

The arrival of Mosquito Taoist elicited completely opposite reactions from the three people present. Hongyun was excited; Beiming's arrival meant that half of his crisis was resolved, and the rest depended on whether Beiming could take on the task.

Kunpeng and Ma Yi both had gloomy faces, especially Kunpeng. If Hongyun was the main culprit in what happened back then, then Beiming was definitely the second. Because at the beginning, the Guide Daoist wanted to take his position, but hesitated after seeing Beiming. Finally, after the other party gave up his position, the Guide Daoist spoke ill of him.

“Fellow Daoist Beiming, you voluntarily gave up your seat to others back then. Do you still have designs on the Primordial Purple Qi now? Besides, if you hadn’t followed Hongyun in giving up your seat back then, I wouldn’t have lost my position.”

Kunpeng had no choice. The other side already had two peak Quasi-Saints, and his side was at a complete disadvantage. He just hoped that the other side would not get involved in this matter.

Upon hearing Kunpeng's words, Mosquito Daoist had never imagined that his abdication would involve him. He could understand the implication in Kunpeng's words: he owed him a debt of karma.

But then he realized that his own actions had disrupted the original situation, making the cause and effect complex and difficult to understand. If he said you had it, then you did. If he wanted to say that the Primordial Daoist also owed him cause and effect, that wouldn't be wrong, after all, the Primordial Daoist had threatened him with his eyes.

Hongyun made no attempt to hide anything; he was indeed on his way to find the other party. He immediately went to Mosquito Daoist's side and said, "Fellow Daoist Beiming, I was just about to go to the Blood Sea to look for you, but I didn't expect you to have arrived already. I can rest assured now."

When Mosquito Taoist heard Hongyun's words, he knew exactly what Hongyun was thinking. Hongyun meant that he had come to exchange for the Primordial Purple Qi, and if Hongyun could overcome this obstacle, he would gladly offer up the treasure.

Mosquito Taoist simply nodded after hearing this. He looked at Kunpeng and said with a smile, "Kunpeng, I heard that you were born in the North Sea, a place also called Beiming. Could you be a descendant of me who stayed there?"

Hearing this, Kunpeng's face darkened considerably. He thought to himself, 'How can that be the same? It's just a place name and a person's name. This is blatant mockery; they're clearly looking down on him and trying to gain the upper hand verbally.'

Seeing that Kunpeng remained silent, Mosquito Daoist also felt bored, thinking to himself, 'This man can't even be joked with; the way he looks at me is like he wants to devour me.'

"Kunpeng, we both want the Primordial Purple Qi, so there's no need to say anything else. If you can withstand my 'three moves,' I'll leave this matter alone. What do you say?"

"Is that really true?" Kunpeng's eyes lit up upon hearing this. He wasn't sure how skilled his opponent was in a fight, but he was quite confident he could withstand only three moves. He nodded and agreed.

“Indeed, but the karmic debt between me and Fellow Daoist Hongyun is now settled. You must not mention this matter again in the future.”

The matter of cause and effect is ethereal and uncertain, and he doesn't want to get involved with such things. His goal is to become a Grand Luo Golden Immortal before venturing out into the world. He doesn't want to sow the seeds of future trouble for himself because of this.

Although this goal is somewhat unrealistic for him now—who knows if a Primordial Golden Immortal could break through the barriers of this world?—he doesn't know what the point of cultivating aimlessly is if he doesn't set a goal for himself. If it's 'immortality'? Then with his current cultivation level, he can ensure his own safety.

Kunpeng thought for a moment and said, "Alright, if you can't seriously injure me in three moves, then you can no longer get involved in this matter. Of course, our karma will be settled, and the rest is between me and Hongyun."

Kunpeng was also afraid that his opponent might have some powerful moves, so he left room for maneuver in his words, which was that you cannot kill him. If you are killed in one move, then what is the point of talking about cause and effect?