Primordial Era: Unparalleled Comprehension, Heaven Begs Me to Be its Personal Disciple

As he spoke, he waved his hand, and the pressure of a peak Taiyi Golden Immortal swept out in all directions.

This person has such a powerful aura!

Those Western Sect disciples trembled at the sight of Su Changqing's icy gaze.

The one with the highest cultivation level among them was only at the early stage of Taiyi Golden Immortal.

The rest were all at the Golden Immortal level.

Facing Su Changqing, a peak Taiyi Golden Immortal, he naturally felt immense pressure.

What's more, the other party is a disciple of the Jie Sect!

Everyone knows that the disciples of the Jie Sect are extremely protective of their own!

Moreover, there are many experts among them, so they are not easy to provoke.

"Fellow Daoist, this is a misunderstanding, a huge misunderstanding!"

The leader, a Taiyi Golden Immortal in the early stage, forced a smile and said, "We, fellow disciples, are merely passing through this place and have absolutely no intention of harming anyone."

"Fellow Daoist Zhao Gongming's injury was purely accidental and has nothing to do with us!"

"snort!"

Su Changqing snorted coldly, and his aura suddenly exploded!

"boom!"

With a boom, the immense pressure of a peak Taiyi Golden Immortal spread out as if it were a tangible force.

This oppressive force stirred up the seawater below, creating huge waves.

The Western Sect disciples were immediately struck as if by a heavy blow, and they all took several steps back, their faces turning pale.

"My senior brother is the eldest outer disciple of the Jie Sect, a dignified Great Luo Golden Immortal!"

Su Changqing's voice was icy cold as he spoke, pausing between each sentence, "If you hadn't launched a sneak attack, how could you have fallen from the clouds and suffered such severe injuries?"

"If you don't give my Jie Sect an explanation today, none of you... will leave here alive!"

After saying that, Su Changqing drew his Qingyun Sword.

His internal magical power had reached its limit, and his aura was extremely terrifying!

Seeing this, several Western Christian disciples broke out in a cold sweat.

They looked at each other, their eyes filled with panic.

How could these disciples of the Jie Sect be so domineering?!

They're clearly trying to extort money from me!

But the current situation is beyond our control.

The other party has profound cultivation and is a direct disciple of the Jie Sect; they simply cannot afford to offend him.

"Fellow Daoist, please calm down! Fellow Daoist, please calm down!"

The cultivator at the early stage of Taiyi Golden Immortal hurriedly cupped his hands in a bow, his face contorted in distress.

"It's not that we're unwilling to compensate, but... it's simply that the West is barren, its ley lines are broken, and spiritual resources are scarce!"

"Even if... even if Fellow Daoist Zhao Gongming was truly injured by us, we have no decent treasures to offer as compensation!"

Another Golden Immortal disciple hurriedly echoed his sentiment.

"Yes, yes! Apart from a few second-rate acquired spiritual treasures, we have nothing of value on us."

"Please understand, fellow Daoist, the suffering of those in the West!"

They spoke with great emotion, appearing extremely distressed, almost on the verge of tears.

If someone who doesn't know the truth sees this, they might actually believe their lies.

But Su Changqing sneered inwardly.

Is the West impoverished?

You're kidding me!

Haven't the two saints, Jieyin and Zhunti, converted countless treasures and spiritual roots in the East over the years?

Western Christian disciples are notorious for their shamelessness and ruthlessness, always trying to freeload off others.

Who would believe they're poor?

Okay, we are indeed a bit poor!

However, after such a long period of waiting, some things have accumulated.

Offering some decent compensation is by no means difficult.

"Oh?"

Su Changqing narrowed his eyes and said coldly, "So, according to you, you can't afford to pay?"

"That's easy to handle."

"Since you can't afford compensation, then pay with your life!"

"Who is my senior brother? How could he be insulted and injured for no reason? Today, I will take your lives to atone for the illustrious name of my Jie Sect!"

After saying that, Su Changqing made a move to attack.

The icy voice sent chills down the spines of many Western Christian disciples, making their hair stand on end!

"Fellow Daoist, wait a moment!"

"Have mercy! Have mercy!"

Several Western Christian disciples were terrified and waved their hands repeatedly in alarm.

They had no doubt that this ruthless man would actually kill them!

The disciples of the Jie Sect are known for their decisiveness and ruthlessness, especially when it comes to protecting their fellow disciples.

If they were to die here today, it's debatable whether the Western Church would avenge them.

After all, they were in the wrong first, at least on the surface, and the other party was a direct disciple of a sage.

Even if you die, it's a pointless death!

"We'll pay! We'll pay, okay?!"

The leading Taiyi Golden Immortal cultivator, with a mournful face, hurriedly pulled a jade box from his robes.

"Fellow Daoist, these are three mid-grade innate spiritual fruits, Cloud Pattern Vermilion Fruits, which have the effects of healing injuries, strengthening the body, and enhancing magical power."

"While it may not be the absolute best, it is still a collection that my fellow disciples and I have accumulated over many years."

"Today we will offer our healing to Fellow Daoist Zhao Gongming. We hope... we hope that Fellow Daoist will be lenient and spare us."

After saying that, he stared longingly at Su Changqing, his heart bleeding.

This cloud-patterned vermilion fruit blooms once every five hundred years, bears fruit once every thousand years, and takes another three thousand years to mature.

Although it is only a mid-grade innate spiritual fruit, it has remarkable effects on cultivators below the Taiyi Golden Immortal level.

They went to great lengths to obtain these few.

I intended to keep it for my own breakthrough.

I never imagined that I would have to give it away for nothing today.

Su Changqing reached out and beckoned, and the jade box flew into his hand.

Upon opening it, three fist-sized, crimson fruits with natural cloud-like patterns on their surfaces lay quietly inside, radiating vitality.

"Hmph, you're smart to know what's good for you."

Su Changqing snorted coldly and withdrew his aura.

"Get lost."

"Keep your eyes open in the future; the East is not a place where you can run wild."

"Yes, yes, yes! Thank you, fellow Daoist! Thank you, fellow Daoist!"

The Western Sect disciples felt as if they had been granted a pardon, and dared not linger any longer, so they quickly used their escape techniques.

They fled westward in a panic without looking back, fearing that Su Changqing might change his mind.

In the blink of an eye, it disappeared into the horizon.

Seeing the others leave, Su Changqing turned around and looked at Zhao Gongming, who was still lying weakly on the cloud.

Zhao Gongming, seemingly out of nowhere, had already sat up.

Although his face was still a little pale, the trace of blood at the corner of his mouth had long since disappeared, and there was a hint of mockery in his eyes.

Where was there even a trace of his severely injured appearance?

"Hahaha!"

Zhao Gongming took the jade box from Su Changqing, looked at the three cloud-patterned vermilion fruits inside, and couldn't help but burst into laughter.

His laughter was loud and clear, full of energy.

"Junior Brother Changqing, you're cooperating quite well!"

"You wouldn't believe it, would you? With just a little trick, these bald monks from the Western Sect obediently handed over their treasure."

"Senior brother, your trick of faking an accident has truly opened my eyes."

Su Changqing smiled and asked with some curiosity, "But..."

"Senior brother, why are you trying to extort... cough cough, why are you causing trouble for these Western sect disciples?"

"snort!"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Gongming's smile faded, and he let out a cold snort.

"These Western Christians have become increasingly unscrupulous in recent years."

"They often come to the East to plunder and extort, and many independent cultivators and small forces have suffered losses."

"I've wanted to teach them a lesson for a long time, but I just haven't found the right opportunity."

"Since we happened to witness this today, we'll take advantage of the situation and teach them a lesson they'll never forget."