Chapter 1062: I Never Thought That My Dao Seeking Sect Has Three Demi-Immortals

Guizang Tianzun felt as if he hadn't fully woken up.

Before he was trapped in the box, he was the patriarch of Wen Dao Sect, the most senior ancestor.

How could his seniority have decreased after coming out of the box?

How did Immortal Daoist appear?

“Wait, I remember Ancestor Xiantian was dead! I went to his grave every year to offer incense. And his appearance and cultivation level don't match what I remember!” Guizang Tianzun was brimming with questions.

He had originally felt sad, thinking there was no one left in Wen Dao Sect he recognized. But now, the founding patriarch had reappeared, leaving no room for sadness.

“Ancestor Xiantian faked his death. He recently woke up and, due to special circumstances, was being pursued. He had to disperse his cultivation and restart to evade capture,” Lu Yang explained, as he was the first to discover Immortal Daoist.

“Hello, I am Qi Tongtian,” Immortal Daoist greeted honestly. Guizang Tianzun’s statue was still displayed in the sect’s main hall, so everyone knew who Guizang Tianzun was.

“Greetings, Ancestor Xiantian. My name is Wang Daoyi; you can just call me Xiao Wang from now on.” Although Guizang Tianzun enjoyed showing off, challenging powerful individuals, and acting recklessly, he was also a polite cultivator.

“I heard you disappeared 80,000 years ago. Where did you go?” Immortal Daoist was curious about Guizang Tianzun’s history, as he was the one who truly elevated Wen Dao Sect from an ordinary sect to one of the five great immortal sects.

“Uh—” Guizang Tianzun felt that it wasn’t a glorious story to admit he had relied on his power to forcefully enter a secret realm, only to trigger a restriction and be trapped for over two hundred years.

Especially when telling it to an ancestor.

Lu Yang noticed Guizang Tianzun’s predicament and stepped forward to explain:

“Eighty thousand years ago, Senior Guizang entered an immortal secret realm and was inadvertently trapped in a time rift. However, it was a blessing in disguise, as he no longer needed to worry about his lifespan, allowing him to appear in the present. After escaping, Senior Guizang bravely fought Lord Thunder of the Great Qian Dynasty, saving the Mountain-Moving and Sea-Filling Sect from peril. It was truly a heroic act. Unfortunately, he was severely injured afterward and fell into a coma. We brought him back to the sect, and he has only just now awakened.”

“Ah, yes, yes, that’s exactly what happened,” Guizang Tianzun nodded vigorously, thinking Lu Yang was truly a commendable junior.

“The one who struck me was Lord Thunder of the Great Qian?” Hearing Lu Yang, Guizang Tianzun finally learned Lord Thunder’s identity. He had only fought Lord Thunder because he wanted him to apologize.

When Guizang Tianzun was blasted, Lord Thunder had fallen unconscious but still couldn't escape the same fate. His physique was inferior to Guizang Tianzun's, and he remained in a coma.

“You just said there were a few people you knew in the sect. Besides Ancestor Xiantian, who else is there?”

“Would you like to meet Senior River Spirit?”

“Let’s go.” He and River Spirit were old friends with deep affection.

“Senior River Spirit, it’s been a while since we last met, hasn’t it?” Guizang Tianzun felt a wave of familiarity upon seeing his old acquaintance; even the axe in River Spirit’s hand seemed welcoming.

River Spirit stepped out of the stream, walking on waves, and swung both his golden and silver axes.

“Disappearing for 80,000 years without a word! You’ve really got some nerve!”

Guizang Tianzun knew he was in the wrong and dared not retaliate, only dodging the axes with an apologetic smile.

River Spirit chopped for a while, realizing he couldn’t hit him, and simply stopped.

Upon seeing Guizang Tianzun again, River Spirit felt a mix of emotions.

If one were to ask who had the best relationship with River Spirit in Wen Dao Sect, it would undoubtedly be the Three Ancestors. He gained sentience thanks to Immortal Daoist’s help. Guizang Tianzun was active for 20,000 years, and Daoist Han Hai for 50,000 years, both having long interactions with him.

He had watched Immortal Daoist disappear and Guizang Tianzun vanish. Though he showed no outward emotion, he was deeply melancholic, feeling as if old friends were leaving him one by one on the long road to immortality—perhaps the inescapable fate of an immortal.

But lo and behold, the two who had disappeared reappeared, making his sadness for naught.

Seeing that Guizang Tianzun and River Spirit seemed ready to drink and chat until they dropped, Lu Yang quietly reminded them, “Seniors, you haven’t met everyone yet.”

“There’s more?” Guizang Tianzun was somewhat surprised. Could Wen Dao Sect still have acquaintances of his?

“Fellow Daoist Han Hai, I’m not criticizing you, but what kind of gift is it to just give spirit stones to your Daoist partner for a festival?” On the Great Snow Mountain, True Immortal Zhui Yue shook her head with a helpless sigh. And Daoist Han Hai still wondered why his Daoist partner was angry.

“I didn’t know what to buy, and since dragons love wealth, I thought I’d just give Xiao Ya spirit stones. If she wanted to buy anything, she could use those spirit stones directly. It saves trouble and serves multiple purposes.”

After Daoist Han Hai was kicked out of the Dragon Palace, he came to True Immortal Zhui Yue for advice. As a female cultivator with a nascent Seven Emotions Dao Fruit, True Immortal Zhui Yue should be quite knowledgeable in such matters.

True Immortal Zhui Yue rolled her eyes, wondering how Ao Ya had ever fallen for Daoist Han Hai.

“That definitely won’t work. When giving gifts, you need to be creative and unique…”

Suddenly, True Immortal Zhui Yue froze, staring intently behind Daoist Han Hai.

“Fellow Daoist Zhui Yue, what’s wrong?”

“Hell, I just saw your ancestor.”

“Huh?”

“Haha, Zhui Yue, how did you become so tiny?” Guizang Tianzun saw True Immortal Zhui Yue sitting on a chair, her feet not even touching the ground, and laughed so hard tears came to his eyes.

“Guizang, which grave did you crawl out of?!”

“Never mind where I crawled out of. First, tell me how you became so small?”

True Immortal Zhui Yue detested this topic and immediately activated her nascent Seven Emotions Dao Fruit: “You talk too much! Cry for me!”

Guizang Tianzun immediately burst into loud sobs, kneeling on the ground and pounding it: “Zhui Yue, how did you become so small? I feel so sorry for you—!”

True Immortal Zhui Yue got goosebumps from listening and quickly deactivated her nascent Seven Emotions Dao Fruit's ability. Guizang Tianzun then returned to normal.

“You used your nascent Seven Emotions Dao Fruit on me again!” Guizang Tianzun exclaimed furiously. Who plays tricks on someone as soon as they meet?

“Heh, your anger right now is also my ability.”

“I don’t believe it!”

“Then try not to be angry right now.”

“Okay.”

Guizang Tianzun took two deep breaths, inhaling a good deal of cool air. His anger completely vanished, and he said cheerfully:

“I knew you were trying to trick me. See? I’m not angry anymore.”

“As long as you’re not angry.”

Lu Yang and Meng Jingzhou watched from the side, feeling that their patriarch was not on the same level as True Immortal Zhui Yue.

“Ancestor Guizang?”

Daoist Han Hai was slightly surprised to see Guizang Tianzun. Seeing Lu Yang and Meng Jingzhou as well, he probably guessed that Guizang Tianzun’s appearance was connected to them.

“This junior, Fang Wuya, greets Ancestor Guizang.”

“So you are Daoist Han Hai, the one Little Lu mentioned as the revitalizer of my Wen Dao Sect?”

“That is correct.”

“Excellent, excellent! To think my Wen Dao Sect now has three Half-Immortals in one lineage. It truly deserves to prosper! It seems that apart from Jiang Ping'an and Meng Junzi, our Wen Dao Sect is the strongest in Great Xia!”

“Three Half-Immortals in one lineage?” This was the first time Daoist Han Hai had heard such a claim. Weren't the current Half-Immortals of Wen Dao Sect just him and Ancestor Guizang?

“That’s right: you, me, and her,” Guizang Tianzun said, pointing at Yun Mengmeng.

Yun Mengmeng raised her hand to clarify: “Senior, you’re mistaken. Although I listen to the Second Chief, I am not from Wen Dao Sect.”

“Then who are you?” This time, it was Guizang Tianzun’s turn to be dumbfounded.

“I’m here to visit relatives.”