Roasted Kunpeng Wings, Jieyin and Zhunti Deceive the Three Pure Ones

Primordial Chaos knows no years.

Thousands of years passed in the blink of an eye.

During this time, the twelve Ancestral Witches had long since finished their special training.

At this moment, the mountainside of Buzhou Mountain was uncharacteristically lively.

Looking around, the Three Pure Ones, Jieyin, Zhunti, Dijun, Bai Ze, Hongyun, Zhen Yuanzi, and even the sisters Xihe and Changxi...

Almost all the influential figures in the Primordial Chaos had gathered here.

Nüwa and Fuxi's dojo was originally in Buzhou Mountain, and they had arrived as early as thousands of years ago.

However, seeing Qin Xuan and the twelve Ancestral Witches guarding the Innate Gourd Vine, the siblings were tempted, but they dared not act rashly.

Not far away, under the gourd vine, a simple but huge barbecue grill was emitting green smoke.

Bound to it was the wing that Kunpeng had had forcibly broken off by Qin Xuan in Zixiao Palace.

The wing was now roasted golden and glistening with oil, sizzling, and the aroma of meat wafted out, making many secretly peeping figures unable to help but swallow their saliva quietly.

Qin Xuan and the twelve Ancestral Witches sat in a circle around the grill, their eyes gleaming green, staring intently at the wing.

Hou Tu even raised her hand from time to time to wipe the corner of her mouth, fearing that she would not be able to restrain herself and drool.

They completely ignored the increasingly large group of powerful figures around them.

Under Qin Xuan's "special training" these years, the cultivation of the twelve Ancestral Witches had all broken through, all reaching the late stage of the Great Golden Immortal realm!

Adding Qin Xuan, this Great Golden Immortal peak... the aura of thirteen top powerhouses intertwined and permeated, forming an invisible, suffocating pressure.

All the powerful figures present were shocked and horrified!

They originally thought that Qin Xuan and Hou Tu were already strong enough!

Unexpectedly, there were eleven others as awesome as them.

How could they compete for the opportunity like this?

In the crowd, Jieyin and Zhunti exchanged a look secretly, their years of tacit understanding allowing them to understand each other instantly.

The two glanced over the crowd with different expressions, and secretly transmitted their voices to start agitating them:

"Fellow Daoists, if we fight alone, we are definitely not a match for these Ancestral Witches!"

"This Innate Gourd Vine is one of the top ten Innate Spiritual Roots, and the seven gourds it bears are all extraordinary, all top-grade Innate Spiritual Treasures. Are we really going to watch them all fall into the hands of this group of barbarians?"

"If we join forces, we may not be without a chance to compete!"

Their words were extremely tempting, causing many people to feel hot in their hearts and fall into contemplation.

With the Innate Spiritual Treasure right in front of them, who could truly be willing to return empty-handed?

Looking at the restless aura of the crowd, Zhunti smiled triumphantly.

With their strength, wanting to snatch gourds from the hands of thirteen fiends was simply a fool's dream.

But if they could provoke all the powerful figures present to take action together, wouldn't there be an opportunity to fish in troubled waters?

If the Ancestral Witches were defeated, they might really be able to snatch one or two gourds and take them back to the West.

If they were even luckier, they might even be able to take advantage of the chaos to beat up Qin Xuan and wash away the shame before Zixiao Palace!

Yuanshi was the first to be unable to restrain himself, his heart filled with heat!

He immediately transmitted his voice back:

"What you say makes sense! Innate treasures are for those who are virtuous! We, the Three Pure Ones, are the orthodox descendants of Pangu, and we should get a share! How can these barbaric, incomplete, and ignorant barbarians deserve to possess such treasures?"

After Yuanshi finished speaking, he scanned the field, waiting for everyone to respond.

However, the scene of excitement and enthusiastic response that he had expected did not appear.

At this moment, apart from himself being excited, none of the other powerful figures in the field responded...

Nüwa glanced at Yuanshi secretly, muttering in her heart:

"My brother and I live in Buzhou Mountain with these thirteen Ancestral Witches, and we see each other all the time."

"You snatch the treasures and leave, leaving us here. How are we going to live in the future?"

Dijun was thinking that a gourd of Innate Spiritual Treasure level didn't seem worth completely antagonizing the thirteen Ancestral Witches for.

As for Kunpeng... he had already been beaten into a psychological shadow by Qin Xuan.

At this moment, the thirteen Ancestral Witches were holding his wing and gnawing on it wildly.

Moreover, he also noticed that Hou Tu's big eyes were occasionally glancing at his other wing, her eyes shining.

He couldn't avoid it fast enough, how dare he get involved in this muddy water.

For a time, the scene seemed a bit dull and strange.

Just then, Qin Xuan's mind moved slightly, and a soft, sweet divine thought quietly entered his sea of consciousness:

"Hand... Fellow Daoist, be careful, that Jieyin and Zhunti are secretly instigating everyone, wanting to join forces to seize the treasure, Yuanshi has already agreed!"

Qin Xuan glanced around, his eyes sweeping over the only three women present: Nüwa, Xihe, and Changxi.

Finally, his gaze settled on the delicate and adorable Changxi, noticing a faint worry flickering in her bright eyes, as if silently reminding him.

"Thank you for the reminder, fellow Daoist. It's nothing, just a bunch of chickens and dogs, they can't make any waves," Qin Xuan confidently transmitted back, giving her a reassuring look in passing.

Then, he turned his gaze to Yuanshi, a playful arc forming on his lips as he looked at the almost undisguised greed and fervor in the other's eyes.

He wiped the grease from his lips, lightly waving his arm, causing the seven gourds to shake violently, as if about to break free from the vine at any moment.

Seeing this, Yuanshi's already fiery eyes instantly turned bloodshot. Unable to restrain himself any longer, he flew out, shouting:

"How dare you!"

"With so many fellow Daoists present, how dare you Ancestral Witches try to monopolize the treasures!"

"We Three Pure Ones are the direct descendants of Pangu, it is only right that we receive three of the gourds!"

Taiqing frowned almost imperceptibly, watching his second brother's impetuous behavior.

He cultivated the Dao of inaction.

What is inaction?

When one's power is weaker than others, one should naturally remain quiet and inactive, protecting oneself wisely.

When one's power is stronger than others, one can then act in accordance with the situation, doing whatever one wants!

Right now, these thirteen Ancestral Witches were all powerful and imposing. According to his original intention, he really didn't want to create unnecessary trouble.

Although he also faintly felt that one of the gourds was destined for him, it would at most be used to store some pills, and was not indispensable.

However, Yuanshi had already rushed out. The Three Pure Ones were one entity, and as the elder brother, he couldn't just stand by and watch.

Helplessly, Taiqing could only summon the Heaven and Earth Exquisite Pagoda above his head, letting down strands of Xuanhuang energy to protect his body, and stepped forward, standing shoulder to shoulder with Yuanshi.

Seeing this, Tongtian's fighting spirit soared, but looking at the thirteen fiends opposite him, he was still a little apprehensive. Nevertheless, he closely followed behind, standing beside his two elder brothers.

Yuanshi was a little flustered seeing only the three brothers stepping forward, and quickly looked towards Jieyin and Zhunti.

But he saw that those two had already slipped away, retreating to a distance and standing with Nüwa and the others, looking as if the matter had nothing to do with them.

Yuanshi was instantly furious, roaring:

"Jieyin! Zhunti! Wasn't it you who proposed to compete for the treasures together? How can you retreat at the last moment, what kind of reasoning is that?"

Hearing this, Jieyin and Zhunti denied it in unison, vehemently:

"It wasn't me!"

"I didn't!"

"Don't talk nonsense!"

Seeing that the situation was hopeless, the two had already made a retreat.

Offending the Three Pure Ones was certainly troublesome, but it was better than going head-to-head with those thirteen ferocious Ancestral Witches.

Yuanshi was extremely angry, knowing that he had been played by these two shameless scoundrels.

But as things stood, their three brothers had already stepped forward.

He was a direct descendant of Pangu, how could he retreat in disgrace like the others?

Yuanshi stared at Qin Xuan, gritting his teeth, and said in a deep voice:

"We Three Pure Ones are the direct descendants of Pangu, it is only right that we take three gourds! The remaining four belong to you Ancestral Witches!"

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