Just as the old patriarch forced me to my death, I achieved the unity of Dao and fruition.

The black-robed demon envoy remained silent for a long time.

He originally came to demand an explanation.

A Nascent Soul Demon Lord, along with more than a dozen Nascent Soul Demon Kings, wreaked havoc on the edge of the Western Wilderness.

If they truly disrupt the sage ruler's five-thousand-year plan, killing them wouldn't be too much to ask.

But now, this golden-haired demonic ape's words, "My eldest brother," have completely stumped him.

When did the demon race acquire such a mysterious and powerful demon?

Moreover, judging from the monkey's tone, that guy might not just be at the Void Returning stage.

The black-robed envoy stared at the Mountain-Shaking Demon Ape for a moment, then suddenly reached out and took off his hood.

When the hood fell down, what was revealed was also a monkey's face.

It was much more effeminate than the Mountain-Shaking Demon Ape, with dark silver fur, pale gold pupils, and an ancient demonic mark on its forehead.

The Mountain-Shaking Demon Ape was taken aback.

"Are you a monkey too?"

The envoy in black robes laughed heartily.

"Of the same kind, the lineage of the silver-eyed ancient ape."

"Speaking of which, we ape demons are not often seen outside."

As he spoke, he stepped forward and patted the Mountain-Shaking Demon Ape on the shoulder.

"It was a misunderstanding."

"Your temper is just like mine when I was young."

The Mountain-Shaking Demon Ape's eyes flickered, and it grinned as well.

"Turns out it's one of our own brothers."

He sneered inwardly.

My brother?

Who's your brother?

My older brother is the real brother.

The envoy in black robes naturally had no idea what it was thinking.

The ape race has always been reckless, loyal, and not very discreet.

Especially after drinking, they'll say whatever comes to mind.

With a flick of his sleeve, he took out a jade wine jar.

As soon as the bottle was opened, a rich peach aroma filled the air.

"Come, try my homemade peach wine."

"It uses a three-thousand-year-old demon peach, paired with a hundred-year-old monkey syrup. Even ordinary demon kings can't get their hands on such a drink."

The Mountain-Shaking Demon Ape's eyes lit up immediately.

"Excellent wine!"

The smile on the man in the black robe deepened.

Sure enough, what monkey doesn't like wine?

The Mountain-Shaking Demon Ape took the wine jar, smelled it first, and then pretended to be impatient and took a big gulp.

The smell of alcohol enters the throat.

Its eyes even brightened a bit.

I must say, this wine is really good.

But even though you drink, you still have to pretend.

After three rounds of drinking, the Mountain-Shaking Demon Ape patted its chest, and its voice grew louder.

"happy!"

"You're much better than those slippery snake demons, brother!"

The envoy in the black robe glanced at him and sighed.

"The snake race is indeed troublesome."

"I have a companion, a snake, who thinks he's clever, but he messes things up every day."

The Mountain-Shaking Demon Ape immediately responded.

"Who says otherwise!"

"My fourth brother is also a stupid wolf. He's not very bright, but he always thinks he's a strategist."

The envoy in black robes had a sudden thought.

Fourth brother?

In other words, this monkey has at least a few brothers.

He picked up his wine bowl and asked casually, "Your eldest brother is quite the magnanimous one, managing to keep even your fourth brother in check?"

The Mountain-Shaking Demon Ape laughed heartily.

"That's right!"

"Who dares disobey my elder brother when he speaks?"

"What Wind Tiger, Demon Wolf, Heavenly Centipede? Aren't they all completely submissive?"

A glint flashed in the eyes of the envoy in the black robe.

Wind Tiger, Demon Wolf, Heavenly Centipede, and this Demon Ape.

This group consists of at least four powerful demons.

Moreover, it sounds like there's a "Mount Ten Thousand Demons" behind it.

But why had he never heard of this demon clan force?

The black-robed envoy was trying to extract information, as was the Mountain-Shaking Demon Ape.

After a few jars of wine, both sides seemed to feel like they had known each other for a long time.

The black-robed envoy obtained vague information about "Mount Ten Thousand Demons," "Big Brother," and "Several Brothers."

The Mountain-Shaking Demon Ape also learned of a scheme orchestrated by the Demon Saint King and his demon forces, likely in the Crimson Abyss Secret Realm, and so on.

Although the envoy in black robes didn't say much, it was enough.

It will have to pass all this information on to its elder brother.

Both sides felt they had gotten a good deal after the drinking session.

……

Xuan Yang Sect, the cave dwelling in the back mountain.

Gu Changjin sat cross-legged.

Before him lay a pile of innate spiritual objects and rare treasures.

During this period, the Western Wilderness Dao Alliance was first established.

Although it was newly established, thanks to this demonic calamity, it had collected countless resources, rare treasures, and innate spiritual objects.

Those who can refine the Dao into the One Yuan are completely digested.

Those that cannot be refined are thrown into the Demon-Suppressing Treasure Vault to serve as items for exchanging Taoist cultivation points.

At the same time, he also used the massive amount of spirit stones allocated by the seven major sects to stimulate the remnant roots of the Innate Thunder Spirit Wood.

In the past, the entire Western Wilderness cultivation world was filled with infighting. Spirit mines were robbed one day and burned the next, and disciples died one after another.

Now that everything is under the framework of the Dao Alliance, at least on the surface, it's no longer appropriate for them to engage in infighting.

Then the disciple can focus on cultivation, and more importantly, he can focus on mining.

The spirit stones that were mined naturally went into his own pocket.

After the first wave of confiscations, Gu Changjin's Guiyi Daoyuan increased by a full five thousand strands.

Five thousand strands, according to the feedback from the Dao Fruit, can be unified into a single Dao Source.

Five thousand strands are five threads.

This strand is completely different from an ordinary strand.

It is more concise, more substantial, and more suitable for breaking through advanced deduction and realm barriers.

Gu Changjin felt the five threads flowing within the Dao Fruit returning to the source of the Dao, and he was in a good mood.

"The Western Wilderness is still a bit poor."

"But there were just too many people."

"If the entire cultivation world were to support it, it would be barely acceptable."

Then, he raised his hand and summoned his natal spirit sword.

The sword floated in mid-air, its blade shimmering with starlight.

The Divine Valley Star Sand, Taixu Star Iron, and Fallen Star Mystic Crystal previously obtained from the Meteorite Ruins have all been incorporated into it.

It is then refined by returning to the source of the Dao.

The sword has finally taken its complete form.

The sword's name is Guixing (Returning Star).

With a single strike, one could cause stars to fall.

The sword contains the Guixu sword pattern. After striking an enemy, it not only breaks their spells but also absorbs their magic power, blood energy, and soul to nourish the sword.

The stars form the sword's frame, and the void forms its edge.

It is far beyond what ordinary Nascent Soul level magic treasures can compare to.

Gu Changjin was very satisfied.

He has now transformed into both physical and spiritual forms.

In the early stages of cultivating the Dharma and transforming into a spirit, one opens the Xuanming Guixu Grotto-Heaven.

The body cultivator was also in the early stage of the Nascent Soul realm, possessing the bloodline of the ancient Bagu snake.

While it may seem powerful, simply piling on resources won't get it far if it wants to continue moving forward.

The reason I was able to charge forward so quickly before was because I returned to the Nine Provinces, bringing back the Bashe bloodline, cultivation, combat experience, insights into the Great Dao of Devouring, and the treasure of the Ten Thousand Demons Sect.

Now, under his own arrangement, the situation in the Western Wilderness has been turned into a resource pool for him.

But that's not enough. What can truly make one's strength leap forward is the return of one's Dao traces to their rightful place.

Gu Changjin thought for a moment and then took out the Ten Thousand Demons Gate.

The affairs of the Dao Alliance are now very complex, and he cannot do everything personally.

So he spent a thousand strands of Guiyi Daoyuan to condense a physical body once again.

The true spirit of the white bone wolf entered his body and transformed into a middle-aged rogue cultivator with a thin face, white hair, and gray clothes.

Gu Changjin named him Bai Xuanyou.

His identity has also been arranged: a veteran rogue cultivator from the Western Wilderness, who once had a past relationship with Gu Changjin.

Now that I have heard that Lord Gu has become a deity, I have come to seek refuge with him.

With a cultivation level at the late Nascent Soul stage, he is capable of overseeing the daily affairs of the Dao Alliance.

As for his position, he is the Executive Vice Alliance Leader, specifically responsible for handling those tedious and trivial matters for him.

Bai Xuanyou knelt down and bowed.

"Greetings, Master."

Gu Changjin nodded lightly.

"From this day forward, you are Bai Xuanyou."

"Keep an eye on the Dao Alliance for me."

Bai Xuanyou lowered his head.

"Understood."

After arranging these things, Gu Changjin sat back down on the futon, looked up at the myriad Dao traces floating in the Dao Fruit, and a thought stirred in his mind.

I wish I could meet someone like him from the world of Kyushu again.

Some people directly offer various innate spiritual objects to their mouths.

He was preparing to sink into the Dao Fruit, searching for the next suitable Dao Mark of Other Self.

Outside the cave, Zhou Xuanyue's voice suddenly rang out.

"I hereby report to the Daoist Lord."

"The Hundred Demons Sect's Ten Thousand Bones Daoist requests an audience."

"He said... he had accidentally found a large number of innate spiritual objects and wanted to offer them to the Dao Lord."

Gu Changjin's eyes snapped open.

"A large batch?"

He was silent for a moment.

The next moment, the Dao Fruit slowly closed up.

Me or him? No rush.

A gentle smile appeared on Gu Changjin's face.

"Please let him in."