A Blow from Behind, Dropping Loot

Returning to Buzhou Mountain and feeling the pervasive Pangu's Pressure, Xiang Dong felt an indescribable sense of familiarity.

Well, after having twelve brothers and sisters and family, he seemed to feel that sense of home again.

After going out for a while, I returned to Buzhou Mountain, which is like going home.

His family and friends are here.

Without realizing it, Xiang Dong no longer felt so suicidal. Although his mental state was still not very stable, he hadn't felt that misanthropic mood for a long time.

Is it because I'm no longer lonely, or because I've developed feelings for someone?

Xiang Dong didn't think too much about it; he figured he should just go with the flow and follow his heart. Why think so much? It would only cause trouble for himself.

After walking for a while, Xiang Dong suddenly raised his hands and shouted loudly towards an open space.

"I, Hu Hansan, am back! Haha~"

Because of the infusion of Law Power, the demonic laughter traveled very far, even startling many ferocious beasts and Demon Beast.

They don't know what stable madness is, but they can sense danger from fluctuations in Law Power. If there is danger, they will stay away; this is their survival instinct.

After acting strangely for a while, Xiang Dong suddenly remembered something.

"Xuehuang and the others don't seem to have returned yet!"

Before, when I didn't have a mount, it was fine to travel on my own. But after getting used to having a mount, it's a bit hard to get used to not having one all of a sudden.

He used the power of the Taichu to send the three riders away, and after instructing them to be safe, he headed straight for Buzhou Mountain.

Even though Taichu was Great Unity Golden Immortal, he couldn't compare to Yang Yangmei, Primordial Unity Heavenly Venerable. Although Taichu's traversal and descent seemed to have touched the threshold of the Space-Time Great Dao and Space, it didn't mean that he was stronger than Yangmei in terms of space.

He had been led around in circles by Yangmei, and he didn't know where the three riders were now, or how many more days it would take to reach Buzhou Mountain.

It's hard to go from extravagance to frugality!

After shaking his head and sighing, Xiang Dong took out the Twelfth-Grade Samsara Purple Lotus and the Biluo Yellow Springs Dingyuan Bell.

Overall, this trip was very rewarding.

Besides the Twenty-Four-Rank Creation Green Lotus, he also snatched three Top-grade Innate Spirit Treasure treasures from the Three Pure Ones.

Including the two items in his hand, he now possessed a total of five Top-grade Innate Spirit Treasures, instantly enriching his family's wealth; not a single one of them was of poor quality.

However, there is a problem. His purpose in going out to intercept the Creation Green Lotus was to give it to Nuwa to help her better comprehend the Creation Principle, and ideally, to Principle Proving the Dao.

The current situation is that the Creation Green Lotus has already entered the phone and has actively refined many restrictions, thus bearing its own label, making it difficult to transfer or give away.

What about sending a flag?

While Top-grade Innate Spirit Treasures are certainly presentable as gifts, it would be best to collect a complete set of the Innate Five Flags, as some of the Twelve Ancestral Witches possess mastery of the innate Five Elements Principle.

"The remaining two flags, I remember one of them was the Queen Mother of the West, called something like the Plain Cloud Flag, and the other was in Kunpeng's hands, called the Water-Control Flag."

"Let's find an opportunity to bring them all over."

Xiang Dong didn't have a collecting hobby; he simply couldn't bear to see the Innate Five Flags scattered. He already had three of them, so wouldn't it be reasonable for the minority to submit to the majority? He had even already figured out how to get the other two flags.

"The Queen Mother of the West is alright, we can trade her for her. As for Kunpeng, he's not popular, we'll just steal him."

Okay, it's settled then!

Of the two items he had left, the Samsara Purple Lotus was obviously not something he could give to Nuwa, so the only thing he could give was this bell.

"Hiss, sending a clock, is that appropriate? It's not appropriate."

Xiang Dong still felt it wasn't quite right, and after thinking about it for a long time, he still couldn't come up with a solution.

Because he was so engrossed in his thoughts, Xiang Dong was completely unaware that danger was quietly approaching.

By the time he realized the danger, it was too late.

Bang!

Xiang Dong received a solid, heavy blow to the back of the head.

Yes, a genuine blunt force trauma; the opponent's weapon was just a dark, black stick.

Xiang Dong was so stunned by the beating that he saw stars, stumbled, and fell to the ground.

"Damn it..."

He uttered only one word before the second and third blows followed in quick succession, giving him no chance to catch his breath, and quickly finishing him off.

Ironically, when besieged by the Three Pure Ones and the two Golden Crows, he wanted to die and return to the city for free, but he actually failed to die.

He was almost home, his doorstep just a short distance away, when someone suddenly struck him on the head with a club, sending him back to the fountain to revive.

But he still hadn't seen who the guy who hit him with the club was. He hadn't even seen a shadow of him.

Just before his Primordial Spirit left this lifeless body and his vision was completely plunged into darkness, he saw a furry claw reach out and snatch away the Twelfth-Grade Samsara Purple Lotus and the Biluo Yellow Springs Dingyuan Bell.

He hadn't refined these two spiritual treasures yet, and since the incident happened so suddenly, he hadn't stored them in his original space, so they dropped as soon as he died.

Clearly, the other party was after his magical treasure.

He knew that the Primordial World era was very barbaric, with the strong preying on the weak and vying for spiritual treasures being a daily occurrence, but Xiang Dong had never experienced the cruelty of having his treasure stolen.

When you really think about it, he's the one who stole from others; how dare he try to take from him!

They even resorted to sneak attacks without any sense of martial ethics; they were truly courting death.

In the Taichu, do it for me!

Pangu Hall.

The memory of being knocked unconscious and killed was instantly transmitted to Taichu. After learning the whole story, Taichu couldn't help but smile.

What kind of mess is this? He was almost home when he got beaten to death, and he didn't even know who the other person was or what useful information he had. It's truly unbelievable.

Taichu sighed and smiled wryly, which worried Houtu. Could it be that their successive attacks had dealt too heavy a blow to Taichu?

"Little brother, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing. It's just another part of my Primordial Spirit that was wandering around outside. He was beaten to death with a club."

"What? Who dares to kill your clone, little brother? Tell your third brother, I'll go and capture him to help you recover."

Taichu sighed helplessly, "Do you guys have some kind of obsession with nourishing my body? I may not be able to beat you, but I'm not that weak, am I?"

"I don't know, I'm about to check."

"Second brother will help you!"

Zhu Jiuyin traced a line across the vertical eye between his brows, using the connection between Taichu and Xiang Dong to rewind time.

With Taichu single gesture, the Acquired Merit Treasure Phone, landed in his palm. In the forbidden zone of the Heavenly Dao Pangu Hall, the Heavenly Dao Power could not cover the Pangu Palace, and the account that had been frozen by the Heavenly Dao was restored after this period of time.

At this moment, combined with the time rewind function of Zhu Jiuyin, a clip appears on the phone screen, completely recreating the crime scene.