“Kun Yun, looking at you, it's like Wang Xiaoer celebrating the New Year, getting worse year after year. Years ago, when I saw you, you were still carrying a big pot. Now, you don't even have that pot anymore, you're in a pretty miserable state.” Mo Wuji landed in front of Kun Yun, who was frantically fleeing with his head down, and said with a smile.

Kun Yun is actually a pretty good guy, many times better than those fellows like Meng Ye and Heng Zuo that he knew before. That's why Mo Wuji was willing to come out and lend a hand.

Hearing Mo Wuji's voice, Kun Yun felt like he was hearing celestial music, and hurriedly landed next to Mo Wuji, “Brother Mo, Big Brother Mo, no, Grandpa Mo, you must help this brother this time, that guy is a madman…”

Before Kun Yun could continue, the person chasing Kun Yun had already landed opposite Mo Wuji.

It was the first time Mo Wuji had seen such a sturdy fellow, nearly ten feet tall, with a broad waist and round face with big ears, and skin as black as if it had been dyed with ink.

Without Kun Yun's introduction, Mo Wuji had already guessed who it was. He asked, “Kun Yun, this guy should be one of the Twelve God Emperors, Taotie, right?”

Kun Yun nodded quickly and said, “Yes, it's him. This guy is like a madman. I already told him the Taotie Pot isn't on me, but he still chased me through countless realms. If I hadn't met Brother Mo, I would have died at this guy's hands.”

Taotie's voice was very rough and hoarse, “Kun Yun, no matter who you meet, you will die today…”

Taotie's words suddenly stopped, as he saw Tian Hen hurrying over. As Tian Hen landed, his eyes narrowed, and he retreated at least a hundred zhang before warily staring at Tian Hen, “Tian Hen, I didn't expect you could find the Heaven and Earth Furnace and re-attain the Saint realm.”

Tian Hen smiled slightly, “So it's Taotie, one of the Twelve God Emperors. Long time no see, Fellow Daoist Taotie, your cultivation has advanced further, congratulations.”

Even though Tian Hen was a Saint, he was still somewhat wary of Taotie. This guy could even be said to be a true combat powerhouse. As long as he used the Taotie Pot, he definitely wouldn't be much weaker than a Saint.

“Saint Tian Hen, do you want to interfere in Kun Yun's affairs? Kun Yun is just a mere True God…” While speaking, Taotie kept his attention on Tian Hen.

He wasn't afraid of Tian Hen, but if a Saint like Tian Hen interfered, he would have to return empty-handed today.

Before Tian Hen could speak, Mo Wuji asked, “Kun Yun, where is your Taotie Pot?”

Kun Yun even forgot about Mo Wuji's words, and instead looked at Tian Hen with a pale face, involuntarily backing away. He had never imagined that he would meet the restored Saint Tian Hen here. For this guy to kill him would be as easy as crushing an ant.

“Kun Yun, I'm asking you, where is your Taotie Pot?” Mo Wuji could only raise his voice and ask again.

Kun Yun pointed at Tian Hen and said, “Brother Mo, this guy is Saint Tian Hen…”

That's not right. Tian Hen is a Saint. Mo Wuji interrupted Tian Hen's words, but Tian Hen didn't get angry, instead looking at him with a smile. Where did things go wrong?

Mo Wuji walked to Kun Yun's side, patted him on the shoulder, and asked again, “Where did your Taotie Pot go?”

“Fellow Daoist, the Taotie Pot is clearly mine, Taotie's, how did it become Kun Yun's?” Taotie also sensed that something was wrong. Mo Wuji interrupted Tian Hen, but Tian Hen didn't get angry, instead looking at Kun Yun with a smile. There was a problem here.

Kun Yun also forgot his fear of Tian Hen and tried hard to explain, “Brother Mo, I did lose the Taotie Pot, and this guy didn't give me the Seven Buddha Shovel either.”

Mo Wuji looked at Taotie and chuckled, “Taotie, you probably hadn't even transformed before, right? Now that you've transformed into a human, you're not being reasonable? You didn't give Kun Yun the Seven Buddha Shovel, so why are you asking Kun Yun for the Taotie Pot? You agreed to exchange them back then.”

“How do you know I didn't give Kun Yun the Seven Buddha Shovel?” Taotie scanned the nearby Tian Hen with a wary look, his tone somewhat unkind.

He was wary of Tian Hen, but that didn't mean he was afraid of Mo Wuji.

Mo Wuji sneered, “If you dare to swear that you gave Kun Yun the Seven Buddha Shovel, I'll help you get the Taotie Pot back today.”

The Seven Buddha Shovel was in his Mortal World. Mo Wuji didn't believe there were two Seven Buddha Shovels in this universe.

Taotie snorted coldly, “This is between me and Kun Yun, none of your business.”

“Tian Hen, teach this kid a lesson, slap him a few times and throw him into the void rift.” Mo Wuji originally wanted to reason with Taotie, but since this guy didn't know what's good for him, there was no need for him to be polite.

Taotie had almost devoured him in one gulp back then. Although Mo Wuji didn't take that matter to heart, if this guy wanted to be unreasonable, then he couldn't blame him for being impolite.

“Yes, Master.” After Tian Hen finished speaking, he directly punched Taotie.

With this punch, the space had already been locked down by Tian Hen's Saintly Laws.

Master? Taotie was stunned. Mo Wuji was Saint Tian Hen's master?

Tian Hen's fist was already coming over, and he didn't have time to think about it. A huge alms bowl was offered by Taotie, wanting to block Tian Hen's sweeping laws.

“Boom!” The violent laws swept out, and this void space seemed to form a substantial concave collapse. Taotie opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, and his figure disappeared directly.

The reason he could fight against a Saint wasn't because he was really awesome, but because his Taotie Pot was awesome. Now that he had neither the Taotie Pot nor the Seven Buddha Shovel, how could he fight against Saint Tian Hen? What's more, there was a guy next to him whom even Tian Hen called Master. If this guy was also a Saint, if he didn't leave, he would really be waiting for others to eat his flesh.

Kun Yun was still blankly savoring the two words “Master” when he saw Tian Hen's punch causing the entire universe void to collapse. Soon, he realized that this collapse only extended to the edge of Mo Wuji's domain, and couldn't cross Mo Wuji's domain at all.

Kun Yun took a deep breath. He had spent the longest time with Mo Wuji. When he first saw Mo Wuji, Mo Wuji seemed to be just a Heavenly God ant. Later, every time he saw Mo Wuji, Mo Wuji had undergone a qualitative change compared to the last time.

Now, he realized that he couldn't even look up to Mo Wuji anymore. Even Saint Tian Hen's great Dao laws couldn't cross Mo Wuji's domain by even half a point. If this wasn't a Saint, what was it?

That's right, the reason Tian Hen was able to step into the Saintly Dao must be because Mo Wuji gave the obtained Heaven and Earth Furnace to this guy, Tian Hen. However, this guy Tian Hen was treacherous and cunning. Mo Wuji gave him the Heaven and Earth Furnace, so Tian Hen's acknowledgement of him as master might not be very sincere. He had to take the opportunity to remind Mo Wuji.

Did Mo Wuji need him to remind him? Kun Yun patted his head. He had spent so much time with Mo Wuji, when had Mo Wuji ever suffered a loss? Even the old hypocrite Min Yuan had to drink foot-washing water in front of Mo Wuji. Would Mo Wuji suffer a loss from this idiot Tian Hen?

He was really thinking too much.

“Kun Yun, why are you patting your head for no reason?” Mo Wuji patted Kun Yun's shoulder again, with a bit of a caring-for-the-mentally-handicapped vibe.

Kun Yun said with a wry smile, “Brother Mo, if you wanted to harm me, a hundred Kun Yuns wouldn't be enough for you to kill with a pat.”

“Besides a few Divine Spirit Veins, I really don't have my eye on anything else on you.” Mo Wuji smiled, he knew that Kun Yun had a lot of Divine Spirit Veins.

Kun Yun sighed, “Brother Mo, I don't even have half a divine crystal on me now.”

“What's going on?” Mo Wuji asked in confusion, he was too clear about Kun Yun's wealth. Although this guy's cultivation hadn't improved much, his ability to collect wealth was still quite good.

“Brother Mo should know about the Universe Saint Dao Assembly, right?” Kun Yun asked.

Mo Wuji nodded, “That's right, I have heard of this Saint Dao Assembly.”

“My Taotie Pot was forcibly put up for auction at the Saint Dao Assembly, but it wasn't auctioned off later. That's fine, but the Saint Dao Assembly also said that my Taotie Pot attracted opponents, causing the Saint Dao Assembly to suffer heavy losses, and they demanded compensation.” Kun Yun sighed, “I could only compensate, and immediately fled after compensating. As a result, I was targeted by Taotie on the way.”

“I heard that the Saint Dao Assembly has a pretty good reputation, how could they have lost your pot?” Mo Wuji asked in confusion.

He heard about the Saint Dao Assembly from Ming Sheng. From Ming Sheng's tone, the Saint Dao Assembly was considered to be a fair trading place.

Kun Yun sneered, “The Saint Dao Assembly is fair, that's only because the grade of the item isn't high enough. The Taotie Pot is a Creation Treasure, and it was targeted as soon as it appeared. If I didn't take out the Taotie Pot, I would definitely die.”

“Since we have nothing to do anyway, take me to the Saint Dao Assembly.” Mo Wuji grinned. As he spoke, he took out Ming Sheng's communication bead and sent a message to that guy, saying that he was going to the Saint Dao Assembly.

Since the Taotie Pot was taken away by the Saint Dao Assembly, if he went to snatch it back, then it would belong to him.

Tian Hen on the side quickly said, “Master, let's go take a look at that Dao Law, it's not very far from here.”

“Okay, you guys come up, I'll go collect that Universe Dao Law, and then we'll go to the Universe Saint Dao Assembly.” Mo Wuji summoned the Years Wheel.

Kun Yun was still alright, but when Tian Hen saw Mo Wuji raise his hand and conjure up another Creation Treasure, he sighed inwardly. Compared to his master, he felt like he had lived his years in vain.

(Today's update is here, good night friends!)