Heaven-Defying Rebel Sage

Wukong and his eight companions entered the Creation World, where they encountered an ancient tree and obtained some information about the Creation World. At the same time, eighteen people were flying over from a distance.

"It’s this old tree, the tree harbors an extremely rich Power of Creation—it’s a Qingtian Tree! If forged into a Magical Treasure using True Fire, its power could rival that of a Great Dao Divine Artifact!" a woman said, pointing at the old tree, her delicate features framed by her clear, beautiful brows, as she held a long whip, looking quite capriciously charming.

"Hmm? There are people ahead, nine Heavenly Dao Saints? Could they also be after this old tree?" Wang Meng frowned.

"Senior brother, I don’t care, I must have this Qingtian Tree during this training trip!" the capricious Yang Qi pouted.

"Who are these nine? I’ve never seen them before; I wonder which Supreme’s disciples they are," Wang Meng thought to himself, then said aloud, "Junior sister Yang Qi, rest assured, I will definitely help you secure this Qingtian Tree, and then let our master refine it properly so you can attempt to reach the Heavenly Dao Saint Realm!"

This old tree was indeed a Qingtian Tree and could be forged into a Great Dao Divine Artifact, a rare material. Despite the vastness of the Creation World, a Great Dao Divine Artifact was still hard to come by, and many Great Dao Saints were still using treasures of the Heavenly Dao Realm. It was only because this old tree was located in a desolate area that it had not been cut down already.

Wang Meng and the other eighteen people landed and stood firm, then gave a salutation, saying, "Which Supreme’s disciples are you nine friends? Could you part with this Qingtian Tree? We are willing to make a trade."

Tong Tian Sect Master said, "We belong to no sect or faction; we are all Loose Cultivators! This old tree is our friend, and it’s not for trade."

Yang Qi, feeling provoked, cursed, "You arrogant fool, truly ignorant of what’s good for you—is seeking death what you want?"

When had Tong Tian Sect Master ever been cursed like this? His anger surged like a fighting bull, and the Five Qi in his chest boiled, with the Samadhi fire burning in his throat.

Wang Meng sneered and said, "Gentlemen, a wise man submits to the times. We are under the Heavenly Dragon Supreme, and it would be unwise for mere Loose Cultivators like you to offend us. Offering to trade with you is out of respect. Otherwise, do not blame us for simply taking it by force! Hmph!"