Zhunti: Fellow Daoist, There's a Misunderstanding Here!

Zixiao Palace.

Three thousand crimson dust guests gathered.

They either closed their eyes in contemplation or discussed the Dao in low voices, quietly awaiting the Dao Ancestor's lecture.

On the surface, everything seemed as usual, but the gazes of the crowd occasionally drifted towards the twelve particularly eye-catching figures at the very front of the prayer mats.

Hou Tu sat upright on a prayer mat, with the rest of the Ancestral Witches standing neatly behind her.

Each of them had a solemn expression and sharp eyes, staring intently at the many powerful figures in the hall, as if afraid that their little sister would be bullied.

The aura of the peak of the Grand Luo Golden Immortal that faintly emanated from them.

Made everyone in the hall gasp.

Zhurong was playing with the Jade Ruyi in his hand, scratching himself from time to time.

He didn't know why.

Ever since he asked Qin Xuan for this Jade Ruyi, he had become fond of this action.

Yuanshi, who was next to him, was furious when he saw Zhurong's actions.

That was his Jade Ruyi!

That was his supreme treasure!

How could this silly thing use it for such vulgar actions?!

Veins popped on Yuanshi's forehead, and his hands clenched tightly. If he couldn't beat the twelve Ancestral Witches in front of him.

He would have rushed forward immediately and chopped off Zhurong's hand!

Just then, Duke Dong, with a grim face, walked with heavy steps to Jieyin and Zhunti.

"Jieyin, Zhunti!" Duke Dong's voice was low, suppressing the anger in his heart, "Did you two scour the three immortal islands of Penglai, Yingzhou, and Fangzhang in the East Sea?"

Jieyin and Zhunti were both stunned when they heard this.

East Sea?

They had been there.

Scouring small islands?

Well... they had indeed done that.

There was no other way, the West was too barren, so they could only rely on raiding the East to make a living.

But three immortal islands?

What kind of concept was that!

They had only scoured some small islands, and what they found were all worthless junk.

They couldn't take the blame for such a big pot!

Jieyin had a bitter face and waved his hands repeatedly:

"This poor Daoist has never been to any East Sea, let alone seen any immortal islands. What evidence does Daoist friend have to say that we did it?"

Zhunti also nodded frantically, with an innocent look:

"Daoist friend, how can you slander someone's reputation out of thin air? When have we ever done such a shameless thing?"

But Duke Dong didn't believe it at all.

After he saw with his own eyes the three immortal islands that had been scoured three feet higher.

He had been suspecting that these two guys had done it.

Looking at the entire Primordial Chaos, who else but them could do such a thing?

Although those three immortal islands didn't have his name engraved on them, the feeling in the dark clearly told him that it was his opportunity.

Seeing that the opportunity had been scoured clean, without even a blade of grass left, he couldn't swallow this breath!

Just as these few people were deadlocked and arguing, Hou Tu and the Ancestral Witches behind her felt uneasy in their hearts.

They knew very well in their hearts.

Weren't those three immortal islands what they had done?

At this moment, seeing that Duke Dong had found the wrong people, they found it a little funny.

Zhurong's eyes darted around, and he had an idea in his mind.

He chuckled, deliberately lowering his voice, but that voice could be heard clearly by everyone present:

"Brother, do you remember a few tens of thousands of years ago, there were two bald Daoists wandering around suspiciously in a sea area in the East Sea?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhurong pretended to have "let it slip" and quickly raised his hand to cover his mouth.

Jieyin and Zhunti's hearts jumped when they heard this!

Immediately, they couldn't care about anything else and quickly retorted loudly:

"Daoist friend Zhurong, you can't say such things randomly!"

"Exactly! You must have mistaken us for someone else. We brothers don't even know what the East Sea looks like!"

Tens of thousands of years ago... Duke Dong calculated with his fingers, and the time did match up!

He had already suspected these two, and now hearing Zhurong's "unintentional" words, the suspicion in his heart was confirmed even more.

But he still wanted to confirm it thoroughly, so he turned to look at the Ancestral Witches and asked in a deep voice:

"Fellow Daoist Ancestral Witches, are you sure you saw Jieyin and Zhunti in the East Sea tens of thousands of years ago?"

The next moment.

Under Jieyin and Zhunti's eager gazes.

The steady Dijiang, the simple-minded Zhurong, the indifferent Xuan Ming, the gentle Hou Tu...

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All the Ancestral Witches nodded in extreme unison and with unusual certainty.

Their expressions were so sincere that it was impossible to doubt them in the slightest.

Jieyin and Zhunti were immediately dumbfounded!

Seeing this scene, the last trace of doubt in Duke Dong's heart vanished.

His face turned completely livid, and he turned to Jieyin and Zhunti, sternly shouting:

"What else do you have to say?! All the Ancestral Witches have seen it with their own eyes!"

"Could it be false?!"

Yuanshi's eyes lit up. He hadn't forgotten that these two had caused Buzhou Mountain to collapse. He immediately seized the opportunity and sneered:

"What's the point of being stubborn? Who else in this Primordial Chaos could have done this besides you two?"

As soon as he said this, everyone in the arena nodded in unison, obviously agreeing with him very much.

After all, everyone had heard more or less about Jieyin and Zhunti's style of doing things.

Jieyin and Zhunti only felt a darkness in front of their eyes, and a fishy sweetness surged in their throats.

Injustice!

They were more wronged than Dou E!

This was completely a frame-up!

But facing the "ironclad" accusations of the Ancestral Witches.

They didn't dare to turn their faces on the spot.

They couldn't win...

No one believed them...

Not only could they not afford to offend the Ancestral Witches in front of them, but even Duke Dong, who was in the late stage of the Great Luo, had a higher cultivation level than them.

Ever since they were beaten up by Qin Xuan in the first lecture at Zixiao Palace, they hadn't understood much of the Dao.

In addition, they had been busy running around everywhere to take advantage of others these years, so their cultivation had basically not improved, and they were still stuck in the middle stage of the Great Luo.

The two were so suffocated that they were about to explode, but they could only repeat weakly with flushed faces:

"We didn't do it..."

"Fellow Daoists, there must be some misunderstanding here!"

But Duke Dong didn't listen to their explanations at all, and he had already decided in his heart that these two bald thieves were the culprits.

He shouted sternly:

"Stop quibbling! Tell me, how do you plan to compensate for this matter!"

Jieyin wanted to continue arguing, but Zhunti beside him quietly tugged at his sleeve and spoke first:

"How about this, my brothers will owe Fellow Daoist a cause and effect? What do you think?"

"In the future, if Fellow Daoist has any instructions, my brothers will definitely do our best!"

Duke Dong pondered for a moment, and finally nodded helplessly, saying in a deep voice:

"I hope the two fellow Daoists will not go back on their word!"

Jieyin and Zhunti immediately nodded repeatedly, their faces full of smiles.

Then the two looked at each other, and a strange color that no one could see flashed in the depths of their eyes at the same time.

A ray of light flashed, and Hongjun's figure had already appeared on the main seat of the hall.

He had just watched a good show and was in a very good mood at the moment.

"This lecture will last for three thousand years and will cover the Dao of the Quasi-Sage."

After speaking, he began to speak on his own.

"What is a Quasi-Sage? All living beings have good, evil, and self-obsession..."

A series of Dao sounds full of true meaning came from Hongjun's mouth. In an instant, purple energy lingered in Zixiao Palace, and various phenomena appeared.

Aside from the twelve Ancestral Witches, everyone else present was immersed in the profound Daoist sound, doing their utmost to comprehend it.

At the same time, atop Buzhou Mountain.

The Six-Eared Macaque knelt before Qin Xuan, respectfully kowtowing three times, his head bowed deeply, his tone sincere and filled with longing:

"Junior Six-Eared, begs senior to accept me as a disciple!"

Qin Xuan slowly shook his head, his voice calm and devoid of any discernible emotion:

"You and I have no karmic connection to be master and disciple."

Hearing this, the Six-Eared Macaque's entire body trembled.

Could it be that this senior was also afraid of the Dao Ancestor of Zixiao Palace and dared not accept him as a disciple?

Was this really going to be it for him in this life?

Thinking this, the Six-Eared Macaque felt a deep sense of loss. He bowed powerlessly and was about to turn and leave.

But just as he raised his head, an ancient book suddenly appeared before his eyes.

The pages of the book were neither jade nor stone.

Inscribed upon it were four large characters, brimming with Daoist charm:

Eight Nine Arcane Art!