Qin Xuan looked at the somewhat listless Nüwa and Fuxi before him.
He did feel a little embarrassed.
Back then, he had been in such a hurry to enter Pangu Temple for secluded cultivation.
He had actually forgotten all about the brother and sister!
And that lapse had lasted tens of thousands of years...
Only ghosts knew how those two had survived all these years.
But admitting it was impossible. He would never admit it in this lifetime!
Seeing Nüwa and Fuxi like this, if they found out he was responsible, would they not fight him to the death on the spot?
Without changing expression, Qin Xuan spoke calmly, neither blushing nor skipping a beat.
"Back then, all of Buzhou Mountain shook. Then, a barrier suddenly appeared around Pangu Temple out of nowhere."
"Sigh... My brothers and I tried everything, yet we could not break it!"
He paused before continuing.
"Who would have thought that just now, the barrier disappeared without any warning!"
"That was why I hurried out to take a look. Who would have thought that the two Fellow Daoists had been trapped here as well!"
Upon hearing this, Nüwa's face instantly flushed red as she said furiously.
"Trapped for tens of thousands of years!"
"If I ever find out who committed such a wicked deed, I will make them pay a painful price!"
When Qin Xuan heard that, inspiration flashed through his mind, and he immediately came up with an idea.
He promptly revealed an enlightened expression, as if he had suddenly remembered something. With a thoughtful note in his voice, he said,
"In the Primordial World, who else could use a single barrier to envelop all of Buzhou Mountain and even Pangu Temple, trapping all of us inside...?"
As he spoke, Qin Xuan meaningfully raised his head and lightly pointed toward the sky, in the direction of Zixiao Palace.
Qin Xuan muttered inwardly,
"Hongjun, you're a good man!"
"You can take the blame for this one!"
Following Qin Xuan's gaze and hint, Nüwa and Fuxi immediately understood.
That was right!
In the Primordial World, besides that exalted and omnipotent Dao Ancestor Hongjun, who else could possess such heaven-reaching ability?
Rage instantly appeared on both their faces!
Fuxi had always been straightforward by nature. At this moment, he said angrily,
"Isn't Hongjun supporting the Immortal Court? In that case..."
A sharp glint flashed through his eyes as he declared resolutely, "We'll join the Demon Court right now!"
In truth, Fuxi had long admired the rising Demon Court, believing it to be the place where he could fulfill his ambitions.
It was only because Nüwa had always been unwilling to become entangled in karmic ties too early, and did not wish for the siblings to be drawn into the great currents of the Primordial World prematurely, that she had continued stopping him.
Now, overcome with anger, Nüwa nodded heavily, tacitly agreeing to Fuxi's proposal.
The two did not delay any further. With a flash, they turned into two streaks of light and flew directly toward the Demon Court.
Qin Xuan watched them depart.
He muttered softly,
"Hongjun, you can't blame me for this!"
"Nüwa and Fuxi joining the Demon Court was part of the Heavenly Dao's great trend to begin with!"
"I'm merely following the Heavenly Dao!"
Just as Qin Xuan was preparing to return to Pangu Temple, a voice suddenly drifted over from afar.
"Fellow cultivator Qin Xuan!"
Qin Xuan turned around and saw that the newcomer was Duke Dong.
His heart skipped a beat. He immediately flashed away, instantly retreating far into the distance.
When Duke Dong saw Qin Xuan turn and flee, he froze for a moment before hurriedly chasing after him and shouting,
"Fellow Daoist, please stay!"
Hearing those four words, Qin Xuan ran even faster!
In the Primordial World, there were two phrases with devastating power!
One was, "Fellow Daoist, you have a destined connection with the West."
The other was, "Fellow Daoist, please stay."
Upon hearing either of those phrases, grabbing a bucket and running away was always the right choice!
Without even looking back, Qin Xuan's figure became an afterimage and vanished from before Duke Dong in the blink of an eye.
Duke Dong stood where he was, somewhat bewildered.
Was he really that terrifying?
He only wanted to invite Qin Xuan to join the Immortal Court and resist the demon race together.
Why was Qin Xuan acting as though he had seen a plague god?
He could also tell that Qin Xuan was deliberately avoiding him.
So he simply stopped chasing and went straight to the front of Pangu Temple, where he sat down cross-legged.
If Qin Xuan did not agree, then he would not leave.
Qin Xuan wandered outside for many years. Only when he truly had nowhere else to go did he slowly make his way back to Pangu Temple.
The moment he arrived before Pangu Temple, he saw Duke Dong waiting there.
When Duke Dong saw Qin Xuan appear, he immediately sprang up from the ground, afraid that Qin Xuan would flee again. With an anxious expression, he said,
"Fellow cultivator Qin Xuan, the demon race is now powerful, running rampant throughout the Primordial World and devastating all living beings."
"This poor Daoist earnestly asks Fellow Daoist to take the countless beings of the Primordial World to heart, join the Immortal Court, and resist the demon race together with me!"
Qin Xuan said nothing upon hearing this.
He merely looked at Duke Dong indifferently, without the slightest ripple of emotion in his eyes.
Seeing that Qin Xuan remained unmoved, Duke Dong gritted his teeth and cast out another lure.
"If Fellow Daoist is willing to join the Immortal Court, you may enjoy the position of Immortal Leader, equal in status to me! You will command countless male immortals!"
Hearing this, Qin Xuan said blandly,
"This poor Daoist has long been accustomed to idling like an unfettered cloud or wild crane. I have no interest in the conflict between immortals and demons. Fellow Daoist should seek someone wiser."
Anger gradually rose within Duke Dong.
He was the dignified Immortal Leader of the Immortal Court, personally coming to extend an invitation, yet Qin Xuan would not give him even a shred of face?!
Suddenly, an idea came to him.
If his own name was not enough, why not borrow the Dao Ancestor's name?
Thus, his expression hardened. He put away his earlier urgency and politeness, replacing them with an arrogant look as he said in a deep voice,
"Do you know that this poor Daoist came today under the orders of Dao Ancestor Hongjun, specifically to invite Fellow Daoist to join the Immortal Court!"
After saying that, he looked at Qin Xuan with a trace of pride, thinking that no matter how formidable Qin Xuan was, he could not possibly defy the Dao Ancestor's decree.
However, the moment those words left his mouth, he discovered that Qin Xuan's aura had instantly changed.
His previously calm, tranquil aura suddenly erupted with an indescribably powerful pressure.
That pressure was like billions of tons of boulders crashing down upon his head, making his entire body go weak. His blood seemed to freeze, and even drawing a single breath became incomparably difficult.
His pupils abruptly constricted, and extreme terror flashed through his eyes.
Qin Xuan... Qin Xuan's cultivation had actually become incomparably stronger than it had been when he listened to the Dao at Zixiao Palace!
Qin Xuan had originally had no intention of doing anything to Duke Dong. He simply did not want to get involved in the struggle for supremacy between the Immortal Court and the Demon Court.
But Duke Dong had actually used Hongjun's name to pressure him!
He even wanted to drag him into this mess?!
Qin Xuan looked indifferently at Duke Dong, who was trembling all over with a deathly pale face.
"Hongjun sent you, didn't he?"
Suppressing the terror in his heart, Duke Dong subconsciously nodded blankly.
But when he saw the icy look in Qin Xuan's eyes, he suddenly came to his senses and frantically shook his head, trying to deny it.
However, it was already too late.
Qin Xuan did not waste any words.
He merely raised his hand.
Slap!
A crisp sound rang out.
Duke Dong was sent flying with a single slap, turning into a tiny black dot in midair.
Then Qin Xuan aimed in the direction of the East Sea and leaped into the air.
He fiercely kicked at Duke Dong, who had become a black dot in the sky.
Duke Dong instantly turned into a streak of light and vanished beyond the horizon.
No one knew how long passed.
Duke Dong's figure finally fell from the sky and crashed violently into the vast East Sea, kicking up towering waves.
At that moment, a solemn declaration resounded across the entire Primordial World.
"Heavenly Dao above!"
"I am Nüwa! Today, I join the Demon Court as Empress Wa!"
"I am Fuxi! Today, I join the Demon Court as Emperor Xi!"
In an instant, the enormous golden dragon of fortune representing the demon race let out a resounding dragon's roar. Its body swelled dramatically, and its golden light became even more dazzling.
The fortune of the Demon Court instantly rose by a tremendous amount!
Lying amid the waves churned up in the East Sea, Duke Dong listened to the declaration that clearly echoed throughout the Primordial World, his face blank.
The Immortal Court had already been getting beaten down by the Demon Court.
And now Nüwa and Fuxi had joined the Demon Court too...
How was he supposed to play this game now?
Thinking of this, Duke Dong felt a wave of despair.
He kind of wanted to grab a bucket and run away.
Inside Zixiao Palace.
Hongjun's expression suddenly froze.
He looked at Duke Dong lying in the East Sea, utterly dumbfounded.
Not only had Duke Dong failed to recruit Qin Xuan!
Nüwa and Fuxi had run off to join the Demon Court instead?
How was the Immortal Court supposed to carry on now?
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