Chapter 1055: Jieyin and Zhunti

Yuan Shi retracted the Blood Transformation Box, his face filled with surprise and doubt—what was that precious light?!
“Tongling Baoyu?!” Suddenly, a flash of insight struck Yuan Shi, and he blurted out the name.
Huang Long was momentarily stunned, then replied indifferently, “Exactly, Tongling Baoyu!”
A glint appeared in Yuan Shi’s eyes as he sneered, “I never expected you to even possess the Tongling Baoyu. No wonder a few days ago you offered a hundred thousand first-class spiritual veins in exchange for a piece of Xianyuan Snail Wood!”
Yuan Shi was aware of Huang Long’s announcement about offering a hundred thousand first-class spiritual veins to obtain Xianyuan Snail Wood. He had been puzzled at the time, knowing that this disciple, whom he had always underestimated, had no wealth at all. Among the true disciples of the Chan School, Huang Long was the poorest. But now, with the existence of the Tongling Baoyu, everything made sense.
Hearing this, Huang Long sneered. In fact, even without the Tongling Baoyu, given the speed at which the World Tree could gather top-quality spiritual veins, those hundred thousand first-class veins would be nothing to him.
“Yet, Xianyuan Snail Wood is in my hands!” Yuan Shi continued with a cold laugh. “I’m curious to see how you plan to take it from me!”
Huang Long frowned. If Xianyuan Snail Wood was indeed in Yuan Shi’s possession, that was indeed a problem. Not to mention a hundred thousand first-class spiritual veins—even ten thousand top-quality ones might not be enough to make Yuan Shi give it up. If it were another saint on the path to enlightenment, Yuan Shi might consider it. But it was Huang Long! Based on his understanding of Yuan Shi, Huang Long would never back down.
Suddenly, at that moment, sounds of Buddhist chants arose from the west. Ten thousand Buddhas chanted together, and waves of Buddhist light surged into the sky, rushing toward them like waves.
After a while, two figures appeared before Huang Long and Yuan Shi.
“Fellow Daoist Yuan Shi, it’s good to see you!” The two figures bowed to Yuan Shi before speaking.
Upon seeing them, Yuan Shi’s expression darkened, and he snorted coldly without responding.
The two visitors were the two leaders of the Western School—Jieyin and Zhunti. Each held a golden relic above the clouds above their heads. Under the influence of these golden relics, the surrounding space became imbued with Buddhist essence; wherever gold touched, Buddhist chants and incense filled the air.
During the Battle of Deification, Jieyin and Zhunti took advantage of the conflict between the Chan and Jie schools to deceive or kidnap the four true disciples of the Chan School—Wenshu, Puxian, Cihang, and Julius Sun—converting them into disciples of the Western School. This was a disgrace to the Chan School, so naturally, Yuan Shi had no good impression of them.
“Hehe, Brother Yuan Shi, it’s truly delightful to see your disciples achieve enlightenment and become saints!” Zhunti, seemingly unaware of Yuan Shi’s displeasure, continued to smile.

Yuan Shi’s face twitched.
Should this be celebrated?!
If it were other disciples, such as Guang Chengzi or Chi Jingzi, achieving sainthood would naturally be a cause for celebration for Yuan Shi. But now it was Huang Long, his most despised disciple, who had achieved sainthood. What Zhunti said sounded extremely sarcastic in Yuan Shi’s ears.
“What a pity,” continued Zhunti, shaking his head and sighing with apparent sympathy for Yuan Shi. “Your disciple has achieved sainthood, yet instead of being grateful, he turns against you. Such a traitor who betrays his master and ancestors—alas!”
Huang Long watched coldly as Zhunti put on this act.
If there was anyone among the Pangu saints who was the most shameless and despicable, it was Zhunti.
These two might not be strong, but they were extremely cunning. Huang Long could see that Jie Yin and Zhunti only had the strength of the mid-stage Hunyuan Taishang realm.
“This is a matter of my sect. It has nothing to do with you two. You’d better go back to the West!” Yuan Shi glared at Zhunti. How could he not know what Zhunti was thinking?
“Hehe, Daoist Yuan Shi, you’re joking. We saw that you couldn’t defeat him after a long battle, so out of brotherhood, we came to help you!” Zhunti’s smile remained unchanged.
Jie Yin looked worried and remained silent.
Back in the day, Zhunti and Jie Yin had listened to the teachings in the Zi Xiao Palace along with the Three Pure Ones. Although they weren’t true disciples of Hong Jun but only nominal ones, they were still considered peers.
“Brotherhood! Zhunti, how dare you mention brotherhood here with me!” Yuan Shi grew furious upon hearing this. “You’ve deceived my disciple—is this what brotherhood means? Hand over those four traitors who betray their master and ancestors! Otherwise, I’ll go to the West to settle this old score with you!”
Zhunti’s smile faltered.
At that moment, Jie Yin spoke up, “Daoist Yuan Shi, there’s no need to get angry. We can discuss Wen Shu and the others later. What’s most important now is this. Since Huang Long has been reborn, he is no longer a disciple of your sect, so it’s not your concern. Let’s work together to capture him. Then the three of us can divide his treasures equally—let the Chaos Bell be yours, the Heavenly Earth Sacred Cauldron and the Spirit-Communicating Jade be ours. How about that?”
Huang Long sneered.
Jie Yin finally revealed their true intentions.
“The Chaos Bell for me?” Yuan Shi sneered. “Jie Yin, you’re quite generous!”
Jie Yin had made a clever plan.
Yuan Shi mocked him, but Jie Yin’s expression remained unchanged. He said, “By then, all the spiritual veins on Huang Long’s body will also belong to Daoist Yuan Shi!”
Yuan Shi frowned. “All the spiritual veins for me?” Since Huang Long had used a hundred thousand first-class spiritual veins to find a Immortal Yuan Conch Wood, it was obvious his spiritual veins were not a small number.

“Sure, but I have one more condition—the Spirit Jade must also belong to me!” Yuan Shi said after some thought.
Jie Yin remained silent for a moment before replying, “Alright, but we must take the Yellow Dragon himself with us when we go!”
Yuan Shi was taken aback but nodded and said, “Agreed!”
For Yuan Shi, cooperating temporarily with Jie Yin and Zhunti to capture the Yellow Dragon and seize the Chaos Bell and the Spirit Jade seemed a feasible plan.
As for the matter of Wenshu and the others, once he had refined the Chaos Bell and the Spirit Jade, he would go to the west to demand an explanation from Jie Yin and Zhunti.
The Yellow Dragon had remained silent, observing coldly as Jie Yin, Zhunti, and Yuan Shi discussed dividing the Chaos Bell, the Sacred Cauldron of Heaven and Earth, the Spirit Jade, and the spiritual veins as if no one else was present.
“Have you finished talking?” the Yellow Dragon asked coldly once Yuan Shi stopped speaking.
Jie Yin, Zhunti, and Yuan Shi turned to look at him.
“You wretched scoundrel, how do you plan to escape this time?” Yuan Shi sneered. The three of them flashed into action, surrounding the Yellow Dragon in a triangular formation.
The Yellow Dragon stared at them indifferently, his expression calm.
Just as the four were about to attack, suddenly, a flash of light appeared, and a young man appeared before them. This young man resembled Yuan Shi somewhat but carried an air of pride and aloofness. As he stepped forward, a fierce sword energy seemed to pierce straight into the souls of those present.
This man was naturally Tongtian, the leader of the Jie Sect and one of the Three Pure Ones.
The Three Pure Ones were originally one entity, but Yuan Shi’s expression darkened upon seeing Tongtian appear.
“How could such an exciting show be without me?” Tongtian walked over, looking at Yuan Shi coldly. “Second senior brother, I never expected you to become so shameless—three against one.” Then, he turned to the Yellow Dragon and said, “Friend Huang Long, you don’t mind me joining you in battle, do you?”