Yuanshi Becomes a Human Stick!

Inside Zixiao Palace.

Qin Xuan and Hongjun sat facing each other, with an ordinary chessboard placed between them.

Neither of them spoke, both seemingly waiting for the other to make the first move.

One had a profound gaze, the other a calm expression, creating a somewhat stagnant atmosphere.

Time seemed to pass without notice.

Suddenly, Hongjun's perpetually calm brow furrowed slightly.

Almost simultaneously, Qin Xuan, sitting opposite him, smiled faintly.

They both clearly sensed that outside Zixiao Palace, the furious twelve Ancestral Witches were violently beating Yuanshi, who was gasping for breath, showing no mercy.

Yuanshi, who had been happily hopping on one leg, now had his last leg broken!

Hongjun placed a chess piece, his voice so calm that it betrayed no emotion:

"Little friend, one should show leniency where it is due."

Upon hearing this, Qin Xuan picked up a piece and followed suit.

He looked up at Hongjun, his tone showing no sign of yielding:

"If I hadn't arrived in time, my sister Hou Tu might have been killed by Yuanshi, and Zhurong even lost an arm,"

He paused, and asked:

"May I ask, Dao Ancestor, how should this debt be forgiven?"

Hongjun placed another piece, continuing:

"Hou Tu ultimately did not suffer any substantial harm."

"Yuanshi had three of his limbs severed by you, and his last leg was broken by the Ancestral Witch. The price he paid is considerable, more than enough to offset Zhurong's severed arm."

Qin Xuan did not budge an inch, his tone gradually turning cold:

"If Yuanshi dares to attack our Ancestral Witches today, he will dare to overturn Pangu Temple tomorrow."

He stared at Hongjun, his expression serious:

"If I let Yuanshi go today, given his nature, he will definitely intensify his persecution of us in the future."

Yuanshi's actions had already crossed his bottom line, and he could not be let off lightly!

Hongjun was silent for a moment, not arguing further, but instead took out a cauldron-shaped magical treasure and placed it beside the chessboard between them, saying:

"This is the supreme-grade Innate Spiritual Treasure, the Cosmos Cauldron, which has the power of creation. It can reverse the acquired into the innate. Any acquired magic treasure can be transformed into an Innate Spiritual Treasure by refining it in this cauldron. How about settling this karma in this way?"

Hongjun's eyes flickered slightly, seemingly calm, but he sneered inwardly.

This was reversing creation, an act against the heavens, and the amount of fortune it consumed was immeasurable. Even he himself dared not use it, let alone see if you dare to accept it!

Qin Xuan's eyes lit up as he looked at the Cosmos Cauldron.

Of course, he knew what this thing was. Nüwa used this thing to refine the five-colored stones to mend the sky.

Mending the sky... Qin Xuan's heart stirred. It seemed that he had to find a way to protect Buzhou Mountain.

He took a deep look at Hongjun.

Hongjun was determined to protect Yuanshi at all costs.

With this Dao Ancestor present, he really couldn't kill Yuanshi in front of Hongjun.

But this matter couldn't be left at that. He had to fleece Hongjun for all he was worth.

He was certain that as long as Hongjun still wanted to be the Dao Ancestor and wanted to smoothly merge with and control the Heavenly Dao, he would not dare to attack him, a descendant of Pangu.

As the saying goes, cheat strangers half, and acquaintances completely.

He considered himself to be a "familiar face" to Hongjun, even though they hadn't interacted much.

Since they were acquaintances, he naturally couldn't hold back.

So, he revealed a look of disdain on his face and said casually:

"Yuanshi's Three Treasures Jade Ruyi is just a piece of junk that I threw to Zhurong to scratch his itch with."

"You, as the Dao Ancestor, wouldn't just use this little thing to send me off, would you?"

Hongjun remained calm, without any sign of anger:

"Then what else do you want?"

In his opinion, Qin Xuan was just a cultivator in the early stage of Mixed Origin. Even if he had some unique qualities, how high could his knowledge be?

Even if he asked for the moon, he would just give him a few Innate Spiritual Treasures and be done with it.

Qin Xuan's eyes suddenly lit up:

"I heard that Dao Ancestor has two supreme treasures in his possession, the Taiji Diagram and the Pangu Banner, which were transformed from Father God's Opening Heaven Axe."

"These two treasures are both relics of Father God. It is reasonable for us, the descendants of Pangu, to wield them, isn't it!"

Hearing this, Hongjun's expression instantly froze.

He was completely stunned!

The Taiji Diagram and Pangu Banner were indeed in his possession, and he had never revealed this to anyone.

How did Qin Xuan know about this?!

Even worse, he couldn't deny it.

He had planned to bestow these two treasures to Taiqing and Yuanshi as items to suppress the Xuanmen's fortune when he accepted them as disciples.

If he denied it now, wouldn't he be slapping himself in the face when he accepted disciples in the future?

"Little friend's appetite... is a bit too big, isn't it?"

Hongjun placed a chess piece, attempting to suppress the shock in his heart.

Qin Xuan, however, stared intently at Hongjun, his tone becoming meaningful:

"Dao Ancestor wouldn't want the creatures of the Primordial Chaos to know that the Three Corpses Severing method you teach requires spiritual treasures with the same origin, would you?"

Yuanshi was already a Quasi-Sage, and Qin Xuan was certain that Hongjun, that old schemer, had definitely held something back.

Otherwise, with Yuanshi's arrogant nature, he wouldn't have chosen the Quasi-Sage path, no matter how foolish he was.

Sure enough, as soon as these words were spoken.

Hongjun's usually calm aura instantly fluctuated.

At that moment, Hongjun's heart churned like a stormy sea!

It was Qin Xuan!

It really was this variable!

Otherwise, how could Zhurong, that simple-minded, well-developed fool, have known about the drawbacks of the Three Corpses Severing method?!

For a long, long time.

Qin Xuan swaggered out of Zixiao Palace, looking relaxed.

In his pocket, he had two more treasures: one was the Supreme-Grade Innate Spiritual Treasure Cosmos Cauldron, and the other was none other than the Innate Supreme Treasure Taiji Diagram!

As for the Pangu Banner... Hongjun refused to budge no matter what. Qin Xuan knew when to quit, so he only took the Taiji Diagram.

He was practically chased out by Hongjun…

Outside Zixiao Palace, the crowd, who had been watching the spectacle, were dumbfounded when they saw Qin Xuan walk out, looking refreshed and self-satisfied.

"Qin Xuan!"

"Brother Xuan!"

The Twelve Ancestral Witches abandoned Yuanshi, who was beaten half to death and resembled a pile of mud.

They rushed to Qin Xuan, examining him from head to toe, afraid that something might have happened to him inside.

"I'm fine, Hongjun is actually quite nice!"

Qin Xuan didn't explain much. He then called his elder brothers and sisters to return to Buzhou Mountain.

Before leaving, Qin Xuan glanced at Yuanshi, who was lying on the ground not far away, completely disfigured, barely clinging to life.

He slowly walked towards him.

He didn't say anything.

In the next instant.

"Chirp!"

A golden light flashed, so fast that no one could react.

Yuanshi's last remaining leg, which had already been broken, was severed at the root!

Yuanshi instantly became a "human stick" without limbs.

He didn't even have the strength to struggle, only letting out a faint, almost inaudible wail before passing out completely.

Since they wouldn't let him kill Yuanshi, then removing one of his legs wasn't too much, right?

Everyone who witnessed this scene was horrified.

Too ruthless!

Zixiao Palace was silent.

Soon, the news spread like a plague, listing Qin Xuan and the Twelve Ancestral Witches as the most untouchable figures in the Primordial Chaos.

Especially Hou Tu.

After Qin Xuan and the Ancestral Witches left, Tongtian looked at Yuanshi on the ground with disgust, hesitated for a moment, and then sighed.

He tied Yuanshi to the Qingping Sword, carried him on his shoulder, and helped Taiqing, who was beaten into an unrecognizable state by the Ancestral Witches. The two brothers prepared to leave.

Just then, a calm but unquestionable voice entered their ears:

"Taiqing, Yuanshi, Tongtian, come to Zixiao Palace."