These two were none other than Grand Master Xuandu and Nezha!
Perhaps the two already harbored dissatisfaction towards Sun Wukong.
Therefore, while everyone else was engrossed in the Daoistic charm stirred by Sun Wukong’s martial display, these two were the first to regain their senses!
"Monkey Sun, hurry and return my Qiankun Ring."
"I, the majestic Great Sage of the Three Altars, have no grievance with you. At most, the Jade Emperor ordered me to attack you, so how dare you steal my spiritual treasure?"
"This time, you cannot deny it, nor can you escape. If you don't return the Qiankun Ring, we will not rest!"
Nezha was still hot-tempered, just as he had been during the Investiture of the Gods calamity. He completely ignored that even his master, Grand Master Taiyi, and his grand-master, Celestial Venerable Primordial Beginning, treated Sun Wukong with courtesy.
To reclaim the Qiankun Ring and his lost dignity, he not only cursed Sun Wukong but also dragged the disciples of the Chan Sect into it.
Hearing this, his master, Grand Master Taiyi, frowned first, feeling his disciple was becoming increasingly disobedient, undisciplined, and petty.
Regardless of whether Sun Wukong had truly stolen his Qiankun Ring.
Even if he had, one should not be so rash. After all, even he had to show Sun Wukong great respect. Moreover, the two chief disciples of two sects were present.
How could it be Nezha's place to speak nonsense?
"Daoist Brother Guangchengzi!"
"How can you be so lost in stupor?"
"Wake up quickly. For the sake of your not being bewitched, but truly having a karmic affinity with this Monkey Sun, I will not report you or make things difficult."
"However, my master said that other matters can be overlooked, but the matter of Zhu Bajie's Nine-Toothed Rake must be clarified."
"This Monkey Sun and I must have a confrontation."
The second to speak was the chief disciple of the Ren Sect, Grand Master Xuandu, whose status was on par with Guangchengzi. He held the Xuandu Purple Mansion Sword.
As expected of the foremost disciple of Daoism.
He didn't need any deliberate infusion of magical power, directly displaying his peak cultivation of Hunyuan Grand Unity Golden Immortal.
The entire being was one with the sword, like a world-shattering divine sword, astonishing everyone present and also startling Sun Wukong awake!
"So, esteemed guests have arrived."
"You should have said so earlier. Had you said so, I would have cooked another pot of holy water soup to entertain you. It wouldn't be like this, only offering it to the Eight Immortals of Chan Sect."
"As for this Daoist friend Xuandu, and the so-called Eight Immortals, and the third-generation disciples of Chan Sect, my karma with them is insufficient, so I cannot entertain them."
Sun Wukong, startled awake, was not overly angry. He glanced at them and saw that these two groups, while appearing to be aggressive, each had their own motives.
On the Chan Sect's side, apart from that foolish Nezha who absolutely had to get his Qiankun Ring back, most of them were quite friendly towards him.
After all, the pot of holy water soup last time was no joke. Even Celestial Venerable Primordial Beginning praised it highly, let alone Guangchengzi and his peers who had received his guidance?
As expected.
The moment Sun Wukong finished speaking, Guangchengzi and the other seven were immediately won over by the enticing holy water soup. Not to mention that they had been misled by rumors, mistakenly believing Sun Wukong would be hostile to Chan Sect.
Given their previous interaction, how could they possibly fight upon meeting?
As for something like Nezha?
He was the disciple of Grand Master Taiyi, not the disciple of Guangchengzi and the others. It was Grand Master Taiyi's responsibility to discipline him. Moreover, he was disrespectful, not even showing regard for his own senior brother.
This was a good opportunity to admonish him!
With this thought, Guangchengzi and the others didn't hesitate. They chuckled, respectfully thanking Sun Wukong for the second pot of soup, accepted it, and gulped it down.
They were still not satisfied.
It was incredibly refreshing!
Meanwhile, they quickly moved to a place further away from Nezha, showing disdain. They explained a few things to this unpromising junior nephew.
"Daoist Brother Sun, please do not misunderstand. We Eight Immortals have come to you to clarify the rumors outside, to avoid losing harmony, and to thank you for your previous hospitality."
"See, we have even brought a small token of our appreciation from our master. Although these fruits are not as famous as the Nine-Turn Golden Elixir, the Peaches of Immortality, or the Ginseng Fruit."
"They are a unique high-grade elixir of our Chan Sect. We heard that someone dared to harm your second brother recently, so we've come to deliver this medicine, hoping it will be of some help."
Guangchengzi was indeed high in emotional intelligence and eloquent. Although they had arrived in anger and brought no gifts, they had temporarily produced the Yu Xu Palace fruits he usually carried.
And passed them off as elixirs!
They then presented them to Sun Wukong.
"Thank you, Daoist Brother Guangchengzi, for the medicine. This gesture represents eternal cooperation and harmony between our two families. Since that is the case, I, Sun Wukong, will not stand on ceremony."
"Is this pot of soup enough?"
"If not, I will brew another pot. Although each time I brew soup, it costs me ten percent of my cultivation, but friends are here, how can I be selfish?"
"I, Sun Wukong, am merely a monkey who has cultivated into a spirit, but I also understand propriety and shame, Heaven, Earth, Sovereign, Parents, Teacher. How can I be like some people, arrogant and speaking nonsense."
"The Qiankun Ring clearly sensed the new Heavenly Mandate and drew close to me, the future senior disciple brother of the Journey to the West. Yet, he accuses me of stealing treasure?"
"Hmph, doesn't he consider that every spiritual treasure on me is of the highest quality, renowned even beneath the Saints?"
"Why would I need to steal his broken trinkets?"
Sun Wukong understood that Guangchengzi's words were all nonsense, but because this person was quick-witted and did not provoke him directly, he felt somewhat pleased.
Therefore.
While reciprocating with a few insincere compliments.
He deliberately miniaturized his Chaos Golden Cudgel and Chaos Somesault Cloud, displaying them before everyone, instantly stunning the group.
They could not believe that Sun Wukong was not boasting, but telling the truth. Although they didn't know why these two spiritual treasures were different from before, they were indeed high-grade innate spiritual treasures.
Even the Eight Immortals of Chan Sect did not possess many of them.
Naturally, they were immediately awestruck!
Including Grand Master Taiyi, the Eight Immortals of Chan Sect had begun to consider retreating, not daring to offend Sun Wukong further. However, Nezha was exceedingly childish.
He was determined to fight!
"Master, Martial Uncle, Martial Aunt, why are you so cowardly?"
"Just because of this Monkey Sun's broken soup and his nonsensical talk, you don't believe me but believe him? If he truly has ability, why doesn't he produce my Qiankun Ring?"
Nezha's childish temper truly flared up.
He dared to throw a tantrum before Sun Wukong, the greatest troublemaker in the Great Desolation Three Realms.
Before he could target him further, Sun Wukong's expression turned cold. No longer caring about the identities of the Eight Immortals, he let out a cold laugh!
"You want to see your sweet ring, do you?"
"No problem!"
Sun Wukong's eyes chilled. For the first time, he treated the disciples of Chan Sect with domineering authority. He took out the Qiankun Ring. Before Nezha could feel smug, he crushed it on the spot.
Then, he infused it with a drop of impure Pangu essence blood, transforming it in moments into a new spiritual treasure that shocked everyone.
Even Nezha couldn't help but exclaim in amazement!