Chapter Thirty-Three: The Seat That Sparked Enmity

  But Zhuang Xiong, in his haste, actually swallowed all three immortal apricots. In an instant, a violent burst of thunder energy exploded out and shot straight to his ribs. Zhuang Xiong was shocked, as he had been trying every possible cure for his illness without much hope, yet this one unexpectedly worked. However, he wondered why Lei Zhenzi could transform into wind and thunder wings, while he only felt the thunder energy. There must be something strange about Yun Zhongzi's branch of the family. For now, Zhuang Xiong couldn't care less about these questions and began to focus all his energy on dissolving that burst of energy.

  Actually, the Xian Xu is also one of the top ten spiritual roots, but its function is different from others. In 100,000 years, only three are obtained, and the energy gathered in it is enormous, and the energy is the most violent thunder system. Although Laozi and others have not tasted it, they can also sense the energy inside. Although with the realm of Dali Jinxian, it is enough to refine it, but there is no need to endure the stimulation of the stock spiritual energy's violence. Therefore, Laozi and others only use it for alchemy. At this time, three Xian Xu burst out together, which is more violent than one, but not enough to grow a pair of wings on Zhuang Xiong's back, who has already reached the quasi-saint realm. However, Zhuang Xiong was anxious and eager to please his superior at this moment, not only did he not refine it, but also used all his might to catalyze it with his magical powers.

  That Lei system energy was fully utilized by Zhuang Xiong, and with a burst of powerful aura, he instantly extracted seven-tenths of Zhuang Xiong's spiritual power, transforming it into a sharp sword that shot out from Zhuang Xiong's ribs. Zhuang Xiong only felt a sudden surge of pain piercing his heart, and his mind went blank for an instant. He let out a loud roar, "Ahhh...", and when he came to, he found himself transformed back into his true form, with a height of 21 million feet, three eyes, six ears, a thick waist, and sturdy legs, truly deserving the title of the greatest bear in the world.

  Zhuang Xiong's recovery of his true body shocked a group of gods, demons and immortals who were on their way to the Purple Mansion. They saw that his enormous body was floating in mid-air, with his legs still suspended in the air and his torso already hidden in the clouds, while his head seemed to be about to enter the void. Despite being far superior to everyone else in terms of physical strength and magical powers, he couldn't use his divine sense to examine himself. As a result, no one, whether near or far, could see his entire appearance, and they all cried out in shock and amazement.

  He shook his head, which still seemed to be in some pain, and heard a loud noise coming from beside him. He looked down and saw that the crowd of immortals were flying around him like flies, shouting and screaming. He couldn't help but frown and shouted: "All of you shut up! You're all like flies buzzing around me, get away from me!" His voice was as loud as thunder, and everyone was shocked. They knew they couldn't mess with him, or his massive palm would come down and who knows how many people it would kill. They quickly drew an arc and left the area around Zhuang Xiong, not even caring if they had to take a detour.

  Zhuang Xiong finally calmed down and examined his wings, only to see that they were enormous, with purple light flashing like jade. When spread out, they could cover 39,000 miles, with purple electricity swirling around them, exuding an extraordinary aura. Overjoyed, he didn't notice that this display of his wings had caused many immortals to retreat further away, taking a detour of several thousand miles or arriving late at the Purple Cloud Palace. Just as he was about to take off, he looked up and couldn't help but laugh and cry at the same time. The primordial chaos seemed to be right in front of him, and he slapped his forehead, thinking: "I'm really an idiot! When traveling through the vast expanse of the Hongmeng continent, I didn't dare transform into my true form, so that's fine. But now, when I need to charge into the primordial chaos, what's the point of having these wings? Why bother with such a thing and suffer like this, wasting all this time?"

  Zhuang Xiong thought to himself, and no longer transformed into a human form. He lifted his feet and walked in the void, but just a few steps later, he had already entered the chaos. This kind of walking was different from the Road Walking Technique. Although the Road Walking Technique had the power of space, it was based on Zhuang Xiong's earth spirit body, and could only be used on the ground. At this moment, although Zhuang Xiong couldn't use the Road Walking Technique, with his 21 million zhang tall body, plus the addition of the Thunder Wing Twin Wings, and using some small space divine techniques, he was actually a bit faster than the Road Walking Technique. He couldn't help but feel proud, and if he wasn't in a hurry to go curry favor with his superior and grab a seat, he would have started dancing with joy.

  Zhuang Xiong hurried along, and by the time he arrived at the Zixiao Palace, there were still quite a few people around. He quickly transformed his body to make it smaller, but didn't change back into human form. Along the way, he had swatted away countless flies, and if he wasn't careful, he would have offended someone. Although he wasn't afraid of them, it was better to avoid trouble.

  He transformed into a giant bear about one zhang tall, with a pair of small purple wings that made him look even more adorable. Without hesitation, he flapped his wings and squeezed inside, earning himself countless curses. However, Zhuang Xiong didn't care about such things and continued to push his way to the front.

  When he finally reached the front, he couldn't help but feel a sense of awe at the inevitability of history. Seated in front of him were the Three Pure Ones, Nüwa, Hongyun, and between them was a Daoist with a gloomy expression and bird-like feathers - it was Kunpeng.

  Zhuang Xiong squeezed to the front, shouting and scolding all the way, but also attracted the attention of the people sitting in front, who turned their heads to look. Zhuang Xiong quickly gave a silly smile to Nüwa, then another silly smile to Sanqing.

  Nüwa just rolled her eyes a few times, and couldn't help but cover her mouth to laugh. Tongtian, however, was still perplexed: "Which Taoist friend is this big bear? Do we know him? Is he greeting us because our reputation has spread so far?" Yuanshi hastily pulled Tongtian back to his seat, and Laozi also sat back down calmly, saying: "Looking at that bear-like appearance and the shameless way he squeezed in, who else could it be but Xiong Daoren?"

  Suddenly enlightened, he realized that this was in the sacred place of Zixiao Palace, and he didn't dare to speak again, fearing that he would make another joke, so he quickly sat up straight.

  Zhuang Xiong nodded to a few people, then turned his attention to the two behind him, Hong Yun and Kun Peng. After a moment's thought, he strode forward, without even a greeting, and kicked Kun Peng off the couch. He sat down calmly, then said: "What kind of thing are you? Are you worthy of sitting next to my sister Nüwa?"

  Kun Peng was also a number one figure in the North of Honghuang, who would have thought that there was still someone so fierce, after being rolled over and standing up, his face turned bright red with shame, he let out an angry roar and swung his hand to hit, but then remembered that although he was calling the wind and rain in the North of Honghuang, among those present was also a great god, seeing Zhuang Xiong's cultivation, he couldn't help but retreat a few points, for a moment he was unable to advance or retreat, his hand held in mid-air, feeling extremely awkward.

  Zhuang Xiong didn't care what he was thinking, seeing Kun Peng raise his hand to hit but not moving for half a day, couldn't help but feel annoyed, coldly snorted and didn't bother to talk to him, waved his hand and turned his palm into the size of a millstone and slapped it towards Kun Peng. Kun Peng hurriedly raised both hands to block, but Zhuang Xiong's physical body was already at the quasi-saint realm boundary, how could he block it? He only slightly increased his strength, and heard a "crack" sound, Kun Peng's arm bone had broken. Kun Peng also couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood. Zhuang Xiong still didn't change his downward momentum, gathered his five fingers, pinched Kun Peng and casually threw him behind, clearing the ground with a wave of his hand, only then did he turn around to give Nüwa a silly smile.

  Hongyun's liver trembled as he looked at him, and he became restless immediately. To say that Hongyun had a great awakening after being brutally beaten by Zhuang Xiong, and then learned about the cause and effect of karma, he made up his mind to reform and relied on his fast flying speed to travel all over the world, doing good deeds everywhere, earning him the reputation of a "good-for-nothing" person. However, he still couldn't help but fear Zhuang Xiong, who had great merits protecting his body and was also extremely powerful when enraged, making it impossible for Hongyun not to be afraid. At this moment, Zhuang Xiong was sitting next to him, although he didn't even glance at him, Hongyun's whole person still shrunk a few points in fear.

  But just as the Kunpeng was thrown behind by Zhuang Xiong, two Taoist priests, one fat and one thin, rushed over in a hurry. The thin Taoist priest had a bitter melon face that was dry and yellow, as if he had just recovered from a serious illness. When he looked up, his face was full of kindness and compassion, with a wise light in his eyes. Seeing the Kunpeng being thrown out of the crowd, he quickly waved his hand to help it stabilize, saying "Be careful, fellow Taoist."

  Kun Peng was so ashamed that he didn't dare to show his face, and casually restored his arms, only saying "Thank you, fellow Taoist." before squeezing back into the crowd. Kun Peng was also a clever person, and earlier not many people must have seen his appearance, squeezing into the crowd was not as eye-catching as standing out or leaving alone, perhaps the matter would pass, only those few people in front knew about it. If he had made a big fuss, or simply left in anger, not to mention that it wouldn't be heard, but rather attracted more attention from others, this matter would have spread throughout Honghuang, or even displeased the Holy One, and truly suffered a great loss.

  Those two fat and thin men also squeezed to the front, seeing that there were only six figures sitting in the front. The fat man couldn't help but turn his eyes, suddenly bursting into tears: "Master brother, we have been searching for the Tao with all our hearts, but the Western road is far away, and after rushing along the way, we finally arrived without being late. However, there isn't even a place to rest, how can we calm down and listen to the Tao? Why don't we just go back like this?"

  The thin Taoist sighed, "After all, it's also a trip. How can we just go back like this? You and I didn't achieve our goal of seeking the Tao, but shouldn't we at least find a way to survive for the living beings in the Western world?"

  Upon hearing this, Zhuang Xiong couldn't help but pause for a moment, realizing that the introduction had been made. He quickly turned his head to take a look and saw that the introducer was not much different from what he had heard, with a pale and gaunt face like a bitter melon, looking as if he had just recovered from an illness. On the other hand, Zhuanti was plump and full of kindness, with a pair of clever-looking small eyes. Zhuang Xiong lost interest after taking one glance and turned his head back to see that Nüwa seemed to be angry, so he smiled and asked: "Who made my sister Nüwa angry?"

  Niúwā said: "You're always so careless. I'm asking you, why are you still so rude? This is a sacred place for saints, being impolite is not allowed. If you want to sit, I can give up my seat for you, how can you just casually offend people everywhere?"

  Zhuang Xiong couldn't help but laugh and say, "I'm not willing to give up the seat next to Nüwa's sister unless she agrees to sit on my lap and we share a seat." Nüwa was both embarrassed and annoyed, her face red as she lowered her head and ignored him.

  Fuxi knew that this was a sacred place for the Taoist masters, and he had always been gentle and quiet, standing behind Nüwa. When he heard these words, although he didn't dare to speak out, he couldn't help but cough repeatedly. Zhuang Xiong whispered to himself, "Is your throat not feeling well? Do you want to take some Lingguo Dan medicine? Or should you go home and rest? Don't disturb others who are listening to the Tao." However, he also knew that earlier, when they fought over seats, it was already out of line. He estimated that Hong Jun would understand him, but if he were to argue with Fuxi, it would truly provoke Hong Jun. Therefore, he just whispered to himself and pretended not to have heard, continuing to tease Nüwa in a desultory manner.

  On the side of Zhuang Xiong, while talking to Nüwa, Hong Yun also heard the words of Zhun Ti. Hong Yun sat beside Zhuang Xiong and was already nervous and fidgety, when he heard Zhun Ti's words, his cleverness was stirred up again, thinking: "This seat seems to have some mysterious mechanism, but there are many people eyeing it, and with this ominous star by its side, how can one calm down and listen to the Tao? Why not let the two of them take the seat, not only can I be a good person, but also shift everyone's attention, and smoothly leave this ominous star." He immediately stood up and said: "The two Taoist friends are eager to seek the Tao, originally they have worked hard, here I have a seat, why don't you let it go to the two Taoist friends?"

  Zhun Ti hastily expressed his gratitude and invited Jie Yin to take a seat. Jie Yin still wanted to decline, but Zhun Ti said: "You are my elder brother, you should sit first. If I get tired, I will switch with you." So Jie Yin stopped declining and sat down on the couch, quietly waiting for Hong Jun's lecture.

  Hongyun gave up his seat and thought he had done another good deed, not knowing how much merit he had added. He looked up and saw Kunpeng, suddenly feeling that Kunpeng was also quite pitiful. They were connected by the same fate, both having been bullied by Zhuang Xiong. As the saying goes, "the enemy of my enemy is my friend." So, Hongyun went over to Kunpeng with a familiar tone and told him about all the evil things Zhuang Xiong had done before, emphasizing the importance of merit. He wanted Kunpeng to do good deeds like him, but unexpectedly, Kunpeng was narrow-minded. Originally, Hongyun knew that Kunpeng had some unpleasant affairs, and now hearing Hongyun's words made him extremely angry in his heart. "You know about this guy's evil deeds and his relationship with Nüwa, but you didn't warn me," he thought. "When I was in an embarrassing situation, you didn't give me a way out. Now you're coming to lecture me? Do you think I'm easy to bully?" Kunpeng had deep thoughts and didn't speak, but secretly held a grudge against Hongyun.

  At this time, Zhuang Xiong was sitting on a cushion with a bear's body, constantly teasing Nüwa. He didn't know the relationship between Zhuang Xiong and Nüwa, thinking that Zhuang Xiong was lustful and a pervert. He also vaguely heard someone in the crowd say that Zhuang Xiong had snatched the seat earlier. Suddenly, he became enraged and shouted: "You're a lustful bear! We are all standing, and those with high moral character can be excused, but you, a furry and horned creature, dare to sit so presumptuously in front of us? You not only beat up fellow Taoists without reason, snatched seats, and now you even dare to flirt with this female Taoist friend in front of everyone! Your actions are shameless and reckless. Is there no justice in this world? Is the sacred Taoist temple just for show? I won't spare you!" As he spoke, he swung the Seven Treasures Mysterious Tree towards Zhuang Xiong's head.