Chương 199: The Magic Lamp Festival

The breakthrough of Daoist Duobao caused quite a stir in the world.

Two of the most prominent disciples of the Jie Sect were promoted to Quasi-Saint level, but there was an irreconcilable conflict between them. This kind of thing easily became a topic of conversation among the immortals when they discussed the Dao.

However, it was clear to anyone with eyes that Daoist Duobao was getting anxious.

Duobao Daoren chose to break through his cultivation level not earlier or later, but precisely after Tongtian Jiaozhu announced the appointment of Fang Yang as the vice leader of the Jiejiao sect. His intentions were all too clear.

This is why the immortals are even more eager for the Golden Turtle Island Assembly. Everyone is curious about how the battle between Daoist Duobao and Fang Yang will end.

Among these people was the Taoist Ran Deng.

The successive breakthroughs of younger generations filled Daoist Ran Deng, a remnant of the old era, with immense panic. For every junior who reached the Quasi-Saint level, Daoist Ran Deng would be ridiculed by his peers.

The Taoist Ran Deng was not an unknown guest in the Zixiao Palace; he was the vice leader of the Chan Sect, a position of great importance. This position brought him convenience, but also made him a prominent figure in the public eye.

Back then, Daoist Ran Deng shamelessly knelt outside Yuxu Palace, morally blackmailing Yuanshi Tianzun, before finally gaining entry into the Chan Sect.

At that time, Daoist Ran Deng became the target of ridicule among the guests of Zixiao Palace.

If Daoist Ran Deng can live up to expectations and make a difference after joining the Chan Sect, raising his cultivation to a certain level, even if he doesn't reach the level of Zhenyuan Daxian or Styx Ancestor, as long as he can be on par with the Ten Great Demon Saints, the guests in Zixiao Palace will look at Daoist Ran Deng with more respect.

But what's the situation now?

The Daoist Ran Deng, the vice leader of the Chan Sect and a guest of the Zixiao Palace, had his cultivation stagnant and was repeatedly surpassed by younger generations.

The Taoist Ran Deng will surely become a laughing stock in the world.

No matter how much the Taoist Ran Deng could endure humiliation, he was unwilling to see himself become a laughing stock!

"Duobao, Fangyang, and Guangchengzi are all arrogant and ignorant juniors. The fiercer they fight, the better, preferably to the point of killing. However, I need to control the number of Grand Luo Golden Immortals in the world. It's fine if they are disciples of sages, as they are taught by the sages. But if those rogue cultivators who have no one to rely on advance to the Grand Luo realm, they may very well disrupt the order of the world."

"I'm going to contact some fellow Daoists and create an alliance with them to specifically manage the affairs of rogue cultivators who have attained the Great Luo realm."

This alliance is called the Aladdin Society.

A glint of light flashed in the eyes of the Taoist Ran Deng, and a faint smile appeared on his face.

He went to a quiet room, set up an incense table, lit a stick of incense, sat cross-legged in front of the table, and, guided by the incense, entered a world that was neither illusory nor real.

This world is full of bizarre and wonderful sights, with countless times and spaces overlapping, and the past, present, and future in complete chaos.

Countless images and fragments drift through the world, manifesting as bubbles. Every moment, countless bubbles burst, and countless new bubbles are created.

This realm is the Dream Realm, opened up by the guiding saints of the Western religion.

This wasn't the first time the Daoist Ran Deng had entered the Dream Realm. He skillfully floated towards a palace within it. The Dream Realm was unbound by the laws of heaven and earth; with a thought, the Daoist Ran Deng transformed his surroundings, leading him into his ideal palace.

This hall is incredibly spacious, with boundless space, capable of accommodating as many people as one desires.

When the Taoist Ran Deng entered the hall, there were many indescribable shadows conversing, talking animatedly as if they were holding a debate. But upon closer listening, it became clear that these shadows were actually having a grievance session.

"I'm furious! These youngsters are getting more and more arrogant. That Fang Yang from the Jie Sect killed two of my demon gods. He's gone too far! If Emperor Jun and His Majesty Taiyi were still alive, he would never dare to be so arrogant."

A shadowy figure sitting in the due north direction raised a hand and slapped it, shattering a patch of void. This being was extremely tall; even without removing the mosaic, one could still sense its imposing stature.

Judging from his words, he was a Great Luo Demon God of the demon race. However, he was completely powerless against Fang Yang and could only grumble in this dream realm.

As soon as he finished speaking, a figure exuding a cold aura from the west echoed, "Not only Fang Yang, but there's also someone named Kong Xuan. This boy is the son of Yuan Feng, and not only is his cultivation unfathomable, but his supernatural abilities are also extraordinary. Fellow Daoist Huo Hui of the Xuan Hui clan was defeated by this junior."

"Kong Xuan doesn't seem to be considered a junior, does he? If we count from his mother's generation, he's the same generation as us."

The Taoist Ran Deng found a spot in the northeast and sat down naturally.

Upon hearing this, the shadowy figure immediately retorted, "Fellow Daoist, could it be that you were defeated by this Kong Xuan, and therefore wish to elevate Kong Xuan's seniority to save face? When Kong Xuan was born, the Three Lectures at Zixiao Palace had already concluded; how could he not be considered a junior?"

The Taoist Ran Deng's face turned pale and then flushed in the real world, looking extremely unpleasant. He had been hit where it hurt by the shadow.

To prove his strength, Kong Xuan once challenged all the Great Luo Golden Immortals in the entire prehistoric world. The Daoist Ran Deng was so famous among the Great Luo Golden Immortals that he was naturally on Kong Xuan's challenge list.

The result was without a doubt that Daoist Ran Deng was no match for Kong Xuan.

The Daoist Ran Deng was rendered speechless by the rebuttal, and the shadow spoke again: "The most despicable are the juniors of the human race. The human race, relying on their status as the protagonists of heaven and earth, oppresses us small races. Any sacred mountains and blessed lands in the primordial world that they set their sights on, they will seize for themselves.

I have lived in my own Daoist temple for over a thousand eons, and as soon as the human race appeared, they occupied my Daoist temple, and even had the audacity to call it protecting the spiritual veins of the sacred mountains."

These words immediately caused an uproar in the hall, with many shadows echoing them and their resentment reaching the sky.

"Fellow Daoist is absolutely right! The younger generation of humans are all arrogant and domineering, acting recklessly because they think they are the protagonists of heaven and earth. One of my juniors merely picked a celestial herb in human territory, and was chased for three thousand trillion miles by a Taiyi Immortal of the human race, ultimately his soul was scattered!"

"That's not all! People like Guang Chengzi and Chi Jingzi, relying on the favor of the sage, often claim to be the orthodox sect of the Heavenly Way and point fingers at us rogue cultivators. If we kill a few living beings, they will relentlessly pursue and attack us."

The sounds of complaints rose and fell, and the entire hall was shrouded in a thick atmosphere of hostility.

The Burning Lamp Daoist sat in the middle of the crowd, outwardly calm but inwardly calculating. This was exactly the effect he wanted; these veteran Grand Luo Immortals, suppressed by the younger generation and filled with resentment, were the very force he needed to establish the Divine Lamp Society.

After the complaints subsided, Daoist Ran Deng slowly spoke, his voice not loud, but carrying an inexplicable power of conviction, clearly reaching the ears of each shadow: "Fellow Daoists, complaining is useless. You should all understand that the more Grand Luo Golden Immortals appear among the juniors, the more unruly and undisciplined they will be. Instead of complaining here, let's join forces to control the rogue cultivators who have attained the Grand Luo realm."

"Controlling rogue cultivators' path to becoming Great Luo Immortals?"

One of the shadows asked in confusion, not understanding how to control it.

"Hehehe!"

After letting out a laugh characteristic of villains, Daoist Ran Deng said, "What I mean is that we should establish an alliance, and each member of the alliance will be a tribulation for a rogue cultivator who has attained the Great Luo realm. If any rogue cultivator attempts to attain the Great Luo realm without our permission, we will immediately take action and bring down their tribulation."

"This plan is brilliant!"

"Excellent! This fellow Daoist is wise to have come up with such a good idea."

The plan devised by Daoist Ran Deng was immediately accepted by all the powerful figures present. At the same cultivation level, they couldn't defeat the geniuses among the younger generation, but were geniuses who hadn't yet matured still geniuses?

"So, what's a good name for this alliance?"

Then a great being asked.

The Taoist Ran Deng replied in an extremely solemn tone, "Let's call it the Divine Lamp Society!"