Wielding the Thunders Across Two Worlds

After sending off Taoist He Xin, Taoist Fa Li, and Taoist Zong Hua, Gu Zhao was just about to head to Louguan Platform when he received a message from Taoist Yan Qi, who was standing guard at Daluo Palace.

"Purple Cloud Monarch paid a visit," Taoist Yan Qi said. "He says a powerful Great Demon has suddenly appeared on Wuya Ridge and is asking about a Wolf Demon named Mo Wang."

Gu Zhao was confused. "Never heard of him. What does this have to do with us?"

Taoist Yan Qi reminded him, "This Wolf Demon, Mo Wang, was He Feng’s enemy."

Realization dawned on Gu Zhao. "Back then, He Feng took Huang Yuan to get revenge and even brought Martial Uncle Qingwei and Martial Uncle Yuan He along. They ended up running into that Wolf Demon’s mother, Li Hongning of Red Moon Valley."

"Correct. That Wolf Demon was Mo Wang," Taoist Yan Qi said.

Gu Zhao thought for a moment. "I seem to recall that fellow never even gave his name before he died?"

"So I’ve heard." Taoist Yan Qi was a bit speechless. "He Feng only just told me after hearing the news from Purple Cloud Monarch."

"But we know his mother was Li Hongning from the Southern Border’s Red Moon Valley, and his father was Mo Qianlang from Thousand Peaks Mountain, a branch of Wuya Ridge." Gu Zhao knew his parents’ names and origins. "They’re both dead."

At this, Gu Zhao asked, "Thousand Peaks Mountain was wiped out, so this newcomer must be from Red Moon Valley. Could it be the Chi Wang Ancestor?"

"No." Taoist Yan Qi shook his head. "Purple Cloud Monarch said that while this demon is powerful, he only has a little over a thousand years of Dao Practice. It’s definitely not the Chi Wang Ancestor."

Gu Zhao was curious. "Only a thousand-some years of Dao Practice? A few of you could get together and take him down. Why bother notifying me?"

"Senior Brother Yan Song and Senior Brother Yan Ling have already gone over," Taoist Yan Qi said. "I’m worried this might draw out the Chi Wang Ancestor. After all, he’s a regional leader, so I had to let you know."

"Understood." Gu Zhao nodded. "I’ll head back to Daluo Palace first."

"Uh, no need to come back," Taoist Yan Qi said suddenly.

"Why not?" Gu Zhao asked.

"My senior brothers are back." Taoist Yan Qi smacked his lips, a bit embarrassed. "With the corpse of a red wolf."

Gu Zhao was speechless.

Then, Taoist Yan Song joined the group chat.

"This fellow was named Li Hongfeng," said Taoist Yan Song. "He’s Li Chiwang’s youngest son and Li Hongning’s younger brother. He had just over a thousand years of Dao Practice and even more Evil Qi than his sister. Senior Brother Yan Ling and I joined forces to eliminate him."

It had to be said, Daluo Palace was really on the rise. A Great Demon with a thousand years of Dao Practice had been casually exterminated by Taoist Yan Song and Taoist Yan Ling.

But Gu Zhao wasn’t surprised. Taoist Yan Song was the first old Daoist he had brought to the Otherworld. Having slain foes like Bian the Old Turtle and the Golden Wind Divine King along the way, his Dao Practice was second only to Gu Zhao’s.

Taoist Yan Ling was the eldest Daoist of the "Yan" generation in the Qingcheng Dragon Sect. He had arrived in an even earlier batch than Taoist Shen Hao. Although he kept a low profile, his Dao Practice was extremely profound.

If they had known earlier that Li Hongfeng was just a Wolf Demon who had barely passed the thousand-year mark, they wouldn’t have even needed to attack together.

"So it really was someone from the Southern Border’s Red Moon Valley." Gu Zhao nodded.

At that moment, Taoist Yan Ling joined the group chat. "Li Hongning came to the Central Plains to see her son and didn’t return for a long time, so this Li Hongfeng came looking for her. We didn’t find him when we went to Wuya Ridge, so we headed to Thousand Peaks Mountain and ran right into him.

"He didn’t know that Li Hongning had died at our hands, but the news that we destroyed Thousand Peaks Mountain was known by many. So, after gathering information at Thousand Peaks Mountain, he was preparing to come to Daluo Palace to investigate.

"We happened to run into him. Seeing that he was covered in Evil Qi, we questioned him. When he learned we were from Daluo Palace, he started asking us about Li Hongning."

"And then?" Gu Zhao asked.

"And then we told him we’d already made a duster out of Li Hongning’s tail fur," Taoist Yan Song said with a laugh.

"Nice one!" Gu Zhao exclaimed in admiration.

When Li Hongfeng learned that his sister’s entire family had died at the hands of Daluo Palace and saw that these two old Daoists had an extraordinary aura, he decisively tried to flee to report back home.

But how could he possibly outrun Taoist Yan Song and Taoist Yan Ling?

Bathed in Taoist Yan Ling’s Taiyi Divine Light and then swept up by Taoist Yan Song’s Taiyi Wind and Fire, he had no path to the heavens and no gate to the earth. Although he resisted with all his might, the two old Daoists still killed him without taking a single injury.

"It turns out that Mo Qianlang was a Wolf Demon from the Central Plains. In his early years, he traveled to the Southern Border, where the skills and talents he learned in the Central Plains shone brilliantly. He and Li Hongning fell for each other, and he settled down in Red Moon Valley.

"But the good times didn’t last. The customs of the Southern Border are barbaric and crude. Although Li Hongning was married to Mo Qianlang, she kept male concubines. When Mo Qianlang found out, he caused a huge scene.

"However, Mo Qianlang was no match for the Chi Wang Ancestor, so he left Red Moon Valley and returned to Thousand Peaks Mountain.

"Mo Qianlang and Li Hongning had a son, Mo Wang. Li Hongning doted on him, but the son yearned for the prosperity of the Central Plains and chose to follow Mo Qianlang back to Thousand Peaks Mountain.

"Because Li Hongning would visit Mo Wang from time to time, Mo Qianlang grew annoyed and sent Mo Wang away to live on Wuya Ridge." Taoist Yan Ling calmly recounted the family’s story.

Taoist Yan Qi cut in, "It’s a nice story, but the main point is, how powerful is the Chi Wang Ancestor’s Dao Practice? Is he going to come here soon?"

"He didn’t say how powerful the Chi Wang Ancestor is. But since he died at our hands, and it’s no secret we destroyed Thousand Peaks Mountain, it’s only a matter of time before the Chi Wang Ancestor comes knocking," Taoist Yan Song said.

Taoist Yan Qi rubbed his hands together. "What I mean is, you can be a thief for a thousand days, but you can’t guard against one for a thousand days. Shouldn’t we just go straight to the Southern Border and wipe out Red Moon Valley?"

Taoist Yan Song was speechless.

Taoist Yan Ling was speechless.

They thought they were already being aggressive, but they hadn’t expected Taoist Yan Qi to be even more so.

Then, they heard Gu Zhao say, "Then go. According to Xue Bingbing, Red Moon Valley isn’t far from Yazhou, but Sister Fei has never heard of this faction. That shows the Chi Wang Ancestor can’t be that powerful. He’s probably not even as strong as the Netherfire Sect Leader."

"If he’s not even as strong as the Netherfire Sect Leader..." Taoist Yan Song stroked his chin. "Then there’s no need for the Sect Leader to make the trip himself."

Taoist Yan Ling chuckled. "A few of us old-timers can make the trip, set up an array, and take care of him."

By now, nearly all the first-tier Daoists had over a thousand years of Dao Practice. If they set up an array, its power would be extraordinary, even without Gu Zhao coordinating from the center.

Gu Zhao nodded, not objecting.

More and more old Daoists were arriving in the Otherworld, providing him with an ever-increasing amount of Evil Qi. In turn, the feedback power he received was also growing stronger.

He was no longer in need of the Evil Qi he could gain from acting personally. On the contrary, it was far better for Daluo Palace if he distributed it among the old Daoists, allowing each of them to grow and become capable of holding their own.

"Alright. Aside from the few martial uncles who must remain in Shanzhou, you can gather the others and go wipe out Red Moon Valley," Gu Zhao transmitted his voice.

"You got it!"

The three old Daoists of the "Yan" generation all agreed, then began calling their friends and companions to prepare for the expedition.