Six-Eared Macaque

Lacking Primordial Spirits was the greatest flaw of the Ancestral Witches.

If all his brothers and sisters could, like Hou Tu, gain the possibility of restoring their Primordial Spirits...

Then cultivate his Primordial Creation Art!

Hiss, just thinking about it was a little exciting...

At that moment, Dijiang and the other Ancestral Witches gathered around.

"Qin Xuan, did you... break through?" Dijiang was the first to speak, his tone filled with unconcealable shock.

He could clearly sense the transformation radiating from within Qin Xuan. It was an entirely new realm beyond the peak of the Great Golden Immortal.

The other Ancestral Witches' eyes were likewise full of curiosity and astonishment.

Though they did not understand Qin Xuan's realm, they could sense that his aura had already surpassed theirs by far.

Qin Xuan nodded and smiled.

"Yes, early Primordial Origin Golden Immortal."

"Primordial Origin Golden Immortal?" Upon hearing that, Zhurong immediately split into a foolish grin. "Hehe, what a great name! It sounds much more impressive than Great Golden Immortal!"

As soon as he said that, everyone tacitly rolled their eyes at him in unison.

Xuan Ming's face turned cold, and she quietly clenched her fists, producing a series of crisp cracks.

Zhurong's silly grin instantly froze, and he instinctively shrank his neck.

Years of experience told him—

Danger. Extremely dangerous!

Seeing this, Qin Xuan could not help but laugh. Then his expression turned more serious. "This seclusion took quite a while. Judging by the time, Hongjun's second lecture at Zixiao Palace should be starting soon."

He paused.

"I plan to take everyone to Zixiao Palace for a visit. What do you think, brothers and sisters?"

Restoring Primordial Spirits was not something that could be accomplished overnight. Even Hou Tu's not-completely-damaged Primordial Spirit had taken a hundred thousand years to recover more than half.

There was even less need to mention his brothers' completely shattered Primordial Spirits!

They might as well go to Zixiao Palace and join in the excitement.

After all, the Ancestral Witches could not stay cooped up in Pangu Temple forever, could they?

"Go! Of course we're going!" Dijiang laughed heartily and answered cheerfully. "We've been stuck in the temple for so many years that our bones are practically rusting. It's time to go stretch our legs!"

The other Ancestral Witches echoed him, anticipation gleaming in their eyes.

Outside Pangu Temple, Qin Xuan and the Ancestral Witches rose into the air, preparing to head for Primordial Chaos.

Just then, a golden figure suddenly darted over from afar.

It was a monkey, dusty and bedraggled, looking extremely miserable.

Without the slightest hesitation, he rushed before Qin Xuan and the others, bent both knees, and slammed heavily to the ground with a thud, his manner respectful to the extreme.

"Greetings, seniors!"

"What a strange monkey. He actually has six ears!" Hou Tu's curious voice reached Qin Xuan's ears.

Six ears?

Qin Xuan's heart skipped a beat. His gaze fell upon the kneeling figure, and he immediately reached a conclusion.

"You are the Six-Eared Macaque?"

"That is correct! This junior is Six-Eared Macaque!" Six-Eared Macaque nodded repeatedly, smashing his head against the ground like a pounding pestle. "I beg you, Senior, teach me a cultivation method!"

Within just a few breaths, his forehead had split open, and the earth before him was stained red with blood.

During Zixiao Palace's first lecture, he had only recently been born. His cultivation was too low to cross the Chaos Sea, so he could only rely on his talent to eavesdrop.

As a result, Hongjun discovered him and left behind a single sentence: "The Dharma shall not be passed to Six Ears."

Because of those words, his life over the past hundred thousand years had been exceptionally difficult.

He had sought discipleship from countless great powers of the Primordial World, yet no one dared defy Hongjun's words. None would take him in, much less teach him any methods.

Even the Demon Court had turned him away at its gates.

For that reason, he had suffered no small amount of bullying over the years, leaving him in such a sorry state.

Hou Tu looked at the pitiful monkey before her, his head covered in blood, and a trace of sympathy flashed through her eyes.

But she also knew that this matter involved Hongjun and was by no means trivial. Thus, she said nothing and waited for Qin Xuan to decide.

Qin Xuan's gaze rested on Six-Eared Macaque.

Naturally, he knew this monkey's origins.

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During the Great Tribulation of Heaven Opening, the Chaos Demon Ape fell, but his origin split into four and descended into the Primordial World.

Within the Primordial World, it gave birth to the Four Great Innate Spirit Monkeys—the Long-Armed Ape, the Red-Butt Horse Monkey, the Six-Eared Macaque, and the yet-unborn... Stone Monkey!

The Four Great Spirit Monkeys' talent was beyond question.

The Six-Eared Macaque in particular could hear all sounds, discern all principles, know what came before and after, and understand all things. Below, he could eavesdrop on the Nine Netherworlds; above, he could eavesdrop on the Primordial Chaos beyond the heavens.

Moreover, the Six-Eared Macaque had an inexplicable connection to the future Great Sage Equaling Heaven, whose name would shake the Three Realms.

After a brief moment of thought, Qin Xuan already had an idea.

He looked toward his brothers and sisters beside him and spoke calmly.

"Brothers and sisters, I will not be going to Zixiao Palace this time."

At those words, all the Ancestral Witches were stunned.

Qin Xuan's expression did not change, but his tone carried a trace of deeper meaning.

"I plan to make a trip to the summit of Buzhou Mountain."

As he spoke, he deliberately glanced at the Six-Eared Macaque kneeling on the ground.

The Ancestral Witches immediately understood.

Dijiang promptly picked up the thread.

"If that is the case, then we'll go to Zixiao Palace ourselves!"

The other Ancestral Witches also nodded. After bidding Qin Xuan farewell, they flew in a grand procession toward Primordial Chaos.

Qin Xuan watched the twelve Ancestral Witches depart and nodded in reassurance.

Over these years, under his guidance, the Ancestral Witches had long ceased to be that group of simple-minded, impulsive brutes.

Now, aside from Hou Tu, who was still at the late stage of the Great Golden Immortal, the other eleven Ancestral Witches had all reached the peak of the Great Golden Immortal.

Such strength, in the Primordial World—

Unless Hongjun personally intervened, there was almost nothing that could threaten them.

Besides, Hou Tu was with them.

Her temperament was the gentlest, her mind was meticulous, and she had deeply inherited his true teachings!

With her there, his brothers presumably would not cause too much trouble.

Qin Xuan gave the still-kneeling Six-Eared Macaque a deep look.

Without saying anything more, his figure flashed and transformed into a streak of light, shooting straight toward the summit of Buzhou Mountain.

He had no intention of accepting Six-Eared Macaque as a disciple.

He had even "sterilized" his own clan. Where would he find the spare effort to take care of some disciple?

Would that not just be finding himself a burden?

But not taking a disciple did not mean he could not pass on a method.

Not only did the Six-Eared Macaque possess exceptional aptitude, he might also prove useful in the future.

Besides, in the current Primordial World, other than Qin Xuan himself, perhaps no one would dare defy Hongjun's decree and take the risk of passing a method to Six-Eared Macaque.

The most important reason he had chosen Buzhou Mountain's summit was that it still retained Pangu's ancient will, which could conceal all heavenly secrets.

Even Hongjun and the Heavenly Dao would not be able to sense the slightest trace of it!

And incidentally, he also intended to test this monkey's character.

Buzhou Mountain was not somewhere one could climb casually.

Six-Eared Macaque stared in the direction Qin Xuan had departed, his mind racing. Then his entire body trembled with excitement.

"This senior... stayed behind alone... Could it be that he intends to accept me as his disciple?"

He hurriedly wiped the blood from his forehead. Ignoring the pain, he immediately chased after Qin Xuan.

Time passed swiftly, and several thousand years went by in the blink of an eye.

At the summit of Buzhou Mountain, Qin Xuan could already faintly see Six-Eared Macaque's figure.

By then, Six-Eared Macaque no longer even had the strength to stand. Yet he still gritted his teeth, sprawled on the ground, and crawled upward bit by bit.

The golden fur beneath him had been scraped raw by the rocks, covered in bloodstains that dyed the path red behind him.

Watching this scene, Qin Xuan revealed a trace of satisfaction in his eyes and nodded slightly.

Then he enveloped Six-Eared Macaque with his aura and instantly brought him up.

However, he did not know that Zixiao Palace was already in complete uproar.

Hongjun was so furious that even his beard had gone crooked!