Everyone Here Is a Little Brother

"This is the complete profound power of the Father God! Whether it's Innate Sha Qi, Innate Spiritual Qi, Chaos Qi, or even the Tribulation Qi of Kalpa, we can directly devour them all. This is amazing!"

Zhurong and Gonggong were eager to begin cultivating; they were curious to know just how much stronger they could become by practicing this complete version of the profound technique.

Then, what shocked Zhu Jiuyin, Di Jiang, and Houtu even more was that, following this "Hunyuan Nine-Turn Profound Origin Art," there was also the Father God's original insights into the Three Thousand Great Daos Principle.

It should be known that the Creation Jade Disc, which records the Three Thousand Great Daos, originally belonged to Pangu.

Pangu's teachings were never based on a single Principle; his Proving the Dao through Strength was the power of the Power of Principle itself!

"Excellent, what a fine 'Hunyuan Nine-Turn Profound Origin Art'!"

After Di Jiang finished digesting the inheritance, he was filled with excitement and boundless pride.

"With this Cultivation Method, how can we, the Ancestral Witches, not attain the Primordial Hunyuan and recreate the glory of our Father God!"

Houtu, Xuanming, and the others were also overjoyed, and after their joy, they praised Taichu.

"Young man, you are truly amazing; you were actually able to comprehend the complete inheritance."

Seeing the Twelve Ancestral Witches so happy, Taichu also felt that the time was ripe, and it was time to bring up and resolve some issues concerning the internal hierarchy of the family.

"Since you all think I'm very capable, I feel it's necessary to offer my personal opinion regarding this ranking order."

If Xiang Dong himself were here, he would definitely say that, according to seniority, he is the boss.

Taichu didn't really want to be a subordinate forever, so he still needed to try to gain some leverage.

We need to find someone to be the big brother, no matter what!

"Young man, what do you mean...?"

Zhu Jiuyin roughly guessed what Taichu wanted to say, but was still a little unsure.

"I was the first ray of light when the Father God created the world. In terms of seniority, I was born earlier than everyone here, so I would like to say that everyone here is my younger brother."

I've finished speaking. Who agrees? Who disagrees?

After the Taichu finished speaking, the Pangu Hall fell silent.

Di Jiang, Zhu Jiuyin, Zhurong, Gonggong, and Houtu Ancestral Witches looked at each other, speechless for a moment.

Their thoughts were remarkably similar.

My little brother sacrificed so much for them, being the First Light of Creation, yet he was the last to be conceived. It's so pitiful.

As older, more mature siblings, what's wrong with them spoiling and indulging their younger siblings a little?

Zhu Jiuyin was the first to react, waving his hand indulgently.

"Little brother, if you want to be the boss, then you can be. There's nothing to fight over."

Di Jiang slapped his forehead and said, "That's right! At worst, we can call each other different names from now on. You can call me Second Brother, and I'll continue to call you Little Brother. Wouldn't that be perfect for both of us?"

Jumang and Rushou echoed their agreement.

"Big brother is right. As long as I'm happy, that's all that matters. From today onwards, I'm the thirteenth boss of our organization."

"Come, everyone, greet our Thirteenth Boss."

"Greetings, Thirteenth Boss!"

"Hehe!"

Taichu was so angry he laughed on the spot. What was this? Were his older siblings playing house with a child?

If everyone's talking about their own situation, then what's the difference between him and the bottom-ranking subordinate?

Taichu took a deep breath and said with a serious and solemn expression, "Everyone, I am serious. Please take this seriously, okay?"

Di Jiang wanted to say something more, but Houtu, who was more perceptive, stopped him and pulled everyone aside for a small meeting.

"The young man is very serious; he's not joking with us. We can't just brush him off."

"What should we do then? Should we really make him the eldest brother? Although I don't really care."

"Since that's the case, let's resolve it using the methods of our Ancestral Witches. It will also serve as a test of what level I've reached."

What is the way of our Ancestral Witches?

Zhurong didn't understand; did they even have such a thing?

The other Ancestral Witches thought for a moment, then tacitly extended their fists, and Zhurong suddenly realized what was going on.

Oh, fists!

After the discussion was completed, Zhu Jiuyin stepped forward and spoke.

"Little brother, it's not impossible for you to be the big brother, but let's follow the rules then."

"Oh, what are the rules?"

"Strength is the foundation of fairness. If you can defeat us, little brother, and convince us with your fists, then we'll call you 'Big Brother.'"

"Fight? Fine!"

As the Light Ancestral Witches, Taichu was completely addicted to the thrill of battle. When he beat up the Three Pure Ones before, although every punch landed hard, the opponents could hardly mount an effective counterattack. It was basically a one-sided beating.

It's satisfying to beat weaker opponents, but he prefers a more evenly matched contest with back-and-forth exchanges.

Currently, the most suitable opponent is the Twelve Ancestral Witches, who also possess unparalleled physical strength.

So Taichu agreed without hesitation.

"So, who wants to go first?"

Taichu assumed a stance, Ancestral Witches True Body, reappeared, with the Wheel of Principle slowly rotating behind him.

Taichu was confident in his strength, but he was not arrogant enough to think that he could defeat the combined forces of the twelve Ancestral Witches, let alone fight them one by one.

"Come on, let's spar a bit first. I'll help you warm up."

Before he finished speaking, Di Jiang revealed his Ancestral Witches True Body.

Boom--

His true form rapidly expanded—one hundred, three hundred, five hundred, one thousand, ten thousand feet!

The Ancestral Witches True Body, towering ten thousand feet tall, stood in the Pangu Hall. This was not the limit of Di Jiang's power, but rather too great, which would make Taichu appear even smaller, and might discourage Taichu's spirit.

Taichu looked up at the enormous creature before him, remaining silent for two seconds. In truth, he could have expanded his size to ten thousand feet, but there was no need for it.

After all, in general, it's about strength, not whoever is bigger that wins. Concentration is key.

However, since Di Jiang has already attacked in his ten-thousand-zhang form, he will also attack in his ten-thousand-zhang form. Whether it is ten thousand zhang or a million zhang, only by fighting can we know whose fist is stronger.

"Well done! Take this!"

Light, creation, and space— these Three Daos Principle are aligned.

Faced with Taichu's attack, Di Jiang did very simply: he charged forward.

Taichu: "Ah~"

"My turn!"

Zhu Jiuyin is similar, with simple and unadorned attacks.

Taichu: "Uh~"

"My turn! My turn!"

Zhurong happily took over the third baton, but things started to go a little wrong with him; special effects began to appear, including fire effects.

In the Taichu: "Alas!"

Next up is Gonggong, with flood effects!

Qiangliang, thunderous special effects!

Jumang, Aoki special effects!

The Twelve Ancestral Witches took turns on the stage, and each of Ancestral Witches defeated Taichu with almost only one move.

Taichu looked up at the sky and summarized his experiences of failure.

"Although their physical bodies are both at the Peak Great Unity Golden Immortal, I haven't absorbed much Sha Qi to nourish them, so there's still a gap. My Principle are at the Late Great Unity Golden Immortal, while theirs are at their peak; the difference is quite obvious. I was careless."