Chapter Twenty Reunion

  At this time, three more people arrived at the gate of Zixu Palace. They were the Three Pure Ones from Mount Kunlun. The first person had a head full of white hair but looked youthful, with calm eyes and a gentle demeanor, exuding an air of elegance and refinement, which was indeed the Supreme Elder Lord Taishang Laojun, also known as Laozi. The middle one was slightly plump, with a rich expression on his face, wearing intricately embroidered clothes, looking very luxurious, who was Yuqing Yuan Shi Tianzun. The last one had thick eyebrows and piercing eyes, sharp and fierce like an unsheathed precious sword, revealing his edge, naturally being the Supreme Pure One, Tongtian Jiao Zu, who would be bullied by outsiders in collaboration with his two elder brothers in the future.

  Three people saw Emperor Jiang and twelve others had already arrived, they were very surprised, thinking that they had come quickly enough, but didn't expect there to be people who had rushed ahead of them. Although this was the case, the three still went forward and paid their respects to Emperor Jiang and the others, thinking that cultivators who could arrive before themselves would definitely not be weaker than themselves.

  Laozi spoke first.

  "We three are the Three Pure Ones of Mount Kunlun, transformed from Pangu's primordial spirit. I don't know which immortal mountain each of you fellow Taoists is cultivating on."

  Gong Gong burst out laughing "I'm not some Taoist friend." Emperor Jiang saw this, immediately kicked him and made him stand aside. Gong Gong looked wronged, but didn't dare disobey Emperor Jiang, so he obediently stood aside. This made the Three Pure Ones look at each other in confusion.

  Di Jiang first bowed and returned a courtesy, after all these three were saints later on, it's not good to offend them. After returning the courtesy, he began to speak.

  "We twelve are also descendants of Pangu, just transformed from the essence of Pangu's blood."

  San Qing was greatly surprised after hearing this, "So you are the twelve ancestral witches, I've long heard of your great name." The three of them bowed their hands, although they said so with their mouths, in their hearts they were muttering to themselves, isn't this witch tribe only cultivating their physical bodies and not their primordial spirits, why have they also come to listen to the Tao.

  Tongtian asked bluntly, "What brings you twelve here to listen to the Way?" The old master and Yuanshi were taken aback, and they quickly pulled Tongtian back. This question was too impolite, and they didn't want to offend these twelve people. After all, each of them had achieved a high level of cultivation comparable to their own, with the backing of the powerful Wanmu tribe. If things escalated into an argument, they would be at a disadvantage.

  "I don't know what you're thinking, but I won't be annoyed. You can investigate my cultivation of the Origin Spirit, and you'll naturally understand." Anyway, many people knew about his possession of the Origin Spirit. During the Dragon Han's first calamity in the Primordial Wilderness, he had used his Origin Spirit to show off to others. On the other hand, not many people knew about his physical realm. If it weren't for the Witch Clan's development and growth over the years, everyone would have known that the Witch Clan only cultivated their physical bodies, and he might still be able to hide his true strength.

  Laozi saw Emperor Jiang without getting angry, and couldn't help but release his primordial spirit to investigate the cultivation of the twelve people's primordial spirits. The rest of the ancestors didn't have a primordial spirit, only Emperor Jiang did, and his cultivation was not low, actually reaching the middle stage of the Daluo Golden Immortal realm. Sanqing was also shocked beyond measure.

  "I didn't expect Emperor Jiang Zu Wu to be a fellow practitioner of the same path as me. Moreover, under the dual cultivation of yuan and physical body, both have reached such heights, Li Er is full of admiration." The Supreme Old Lord spoke sincerely, and the original Tongtian beside him looked at Emperor Jiang with a different gaze.

  Di Jiang nodded slightly, as if in response, and then fell silent. The two parties stood quietly at the entrance of the Zi Xuan Palace.

  Soon, many more people arrived, and Fuxi, Nuwa, Zhenyuanzi, Hongyun, and Minghe appeared one after another. Those who had just arrived saw that others were already there, so they all came over to pay their respects.

  Di Jiang returned their greetings one by one, while probing their cultivation. Among them, Fu Xi, Nü Wa, Hong Yun and Ming He were all in the middle period of Daluo Jinxian, but Zhenyuanzi's cultivation could not be probed, presumably because he had reached the later period of Daluo Jinxian, just like himself and Sanqing.

  At this time, another person flew in from afar, but it was a beautiful fairy, with delicate features, small and lovely, looking very lively, but the sharpness revealed in her eyes did not match her overall image. When the fairy appeared, only Red Cloud, who had extensive connections, went to greet her. Emperor Jiang carefully observed the woman's cultivation and found that she also had mid-term Dàluó Jīn Xiān, and couldn't help but feel curious. He released his divine sense to listen in on her conversation with Red Cloud, and suddenly understood - it turned out that she was the Léi Yǔ Xiān Zǐ he didn't know about himself.

  Upon hearing this, Emperor Jiang withdrew his divine sense and stopped paying attention to that side. However, at this time, the Thunder Rain Immortal and Red Cloud had finished their small talk and were about to walk over when they discovered Emperor Jiang, looking very surprised, staring blankly at him.

  The emperor also found her staring at him, his face turned red, and he couldn't help but wonder if she had just overheard their conversation. How embarrassing! It seemed that what his kindergarten teacher said was right, one shouldn't eavesdrop on others, it's very impolite.

  Xuan Ming, who was standing beside him, noticed that Emperor Jiang's expression was not quite right. He followed his gaze and also saw the Leiyu fairy staring blankly at Emperor Jiang from a distance. A smile appeared on his face as he said, "Big brother, that fairy has been staring at you all along. You wouldn't have done something to someone else before, would you?"

  Di Jiang glared at Xuan Ming fiercely, and Xuan Ming was so scared that he immediately shut up and didn't dare to speak again. Looking at Xuan Ming's fearful expression, Di Jiang couldn't help but laugh again. At this time, Leiyun Fairy also stopped looking at Di Jiang, but instead walked to the other side of the Zixiao Palace gate, from a distance, it could be seen that she and Di Jiang were separated by the farthest distance between them.

  The Ziwei Palace entrance fell into silence once again, with only Hongyun occasionally finding someone to chat with.

  Before long, a large group of cultivators arrived, among whom were Emperor Jun and Kun Peng, the two people that Emperor Jiang had been expecting to see. Emperor Jiang was overjoyed and immediately went forward to greet them.

  At this time, Emperor Jun also found Emperor Jiang, but he was the first to speak and said: "Brother Emperor Jiang, after tens of thousands of years, your demeanor is still the same. Now you are the ancestor of a clan."

  Di Jiang was taken aback for a moment, then also opened his mouth and laughed: "We are all in the same boat, you and I are now both leaders of one side. Now it's just right to rely on each other and help each other." But in his heart, he was experiencing a severe pang of pain. Emperor Jun had changed after all.

  Di Jun smiled and did not comment on Di Jiang's words, then continued: "Brother Di Jiang deceived me terribly in the past. I always thought you were also mainly cultivating your yuan Shen like me, but unexpectedly, your true strength lies in your physical body. That's why I wondered before how Brother Di Jiang's yuan shen realm was equal to mine yet far surpassed me."

  Di Jiang smiled apologetically, "It was indeed my fault back then. I owe an apology to both of you brothers." Di Jiang bowed his hands to Di Jun and also to Kun Peng who happened to arrive just in time.

  "Emperor Jiang, why must you be so formal? You and I are brothers, no need to stand on ceremony."

  Emperor Jiang looked up at Kunpeng, seeing that his face was still gloomy, but his eyes were very excited, and he felt relieved in his heart. Fortunately, Kunpeng hadn't changed much.

  At this time, Emperor Jun also spoke up and said: "Kun Peng is right, you are a leader of one side, how can you casually bow to others."

  Kunpeng glanced at Emperor Jun intentionally or unintentionally, but didn't respond to him. Instead, he spoke directly to Emperor Jiang: "Kunpeng once said that we are forever brothers, no matter in the past, present, or future. Brother Emperor Jiang, you must never be so distant with me again." Kunpeng's voice was hoarse and unpleasant to hear, but in Emperor Jiang's heart, it was a warm current that warmed his own heart.

  At this time, Emperor Jun saw the other ancestral witches standing behind Emperor Jiang. He was shocked in his heart and couldn't even detect their realm. It seemed that Emperor Jiang's younger brothers and sisters were not inferior to him at all.

  "Brother Di Jiang, why didn't you introduce me to these brothers behind you?" Emperor Jun said again.

  The Emperor Jiang smiled slightly, "It was my oversight." Then he introduced the other ancestral witches to Di Jun and Kun Peng one by one. Gong Gong looked very unwilling at this time. At this moment, Di Jun also called out a majestic cultivator behind him, and everyone got to know each other. It turned out to be Dong Huang Tai Yi, who later became famous, with the pre-heavenly treasure Hun Dun Bell born with him.

  After meeting again, Emperor Jiang didn't want to talk to them anymore. Since Emperor Jun had already forgotten their past relationship, there was nothing good for him to discuss with them either.

  The three of them stood still in their respective positions, quietly, except for Kunpeng occasionally glancing over at Emperor Jiang, there was no other exchange.

  Emperor Jiang couldn't help but recall the scene where the three of them had withstood Lin Zu's attack together, trusting each other without anyone retreating; and the time they had killed the Candle Dragon together, their movements consistent and in perfect sync. Finally, he thought of the grand farewell feast when they parted ways. The scenes flashed quickly through Emperor Jiang's mind, and he slowly closed his eyes, involuntarily letting out a sigh. Memories like smoke, drifting away with the wind...