Primordial Chaos: My Brothers and Sisters Are the Ancestral Witches, and I'm Neutering Them!
Chapter 42

Hongjun: Who Is Scheming Against This Penniless Taoist!

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The laughter inside the hall abruptly ceased.

Zhurong frowned, saying in an unpleasant tone:

"Tongtian?"

"What's he doing coming to our Pangu Temple? Who gave him the nerve!"

The smiles on the faces of the Ancestral Witches also vanished instantly, replaced by a hint of anger.

It could be said that they and the Three Pure Ones were irreconcilable. Although Tongtian hadn't made a move in the battle outside Zixiao Palace, the unity of the Three Pure Ones was common knowledge in the Primordial Chaos, so they naturally didn't have a good impression of Tongtian.

Gonggong patted Zhurong's shoulder, saying fiercely:

"Let's go, you and I will beat him up first and then talk."

"Makes sense!" Zhurong nodded in deep agreement.

As soon as he finished speaking, the two of them did a carp jump and sprang up from the ground.

At this moment, Qin Xuan's divine sense stirred slightly. He suddenly sensed that Tongtian outside the hall hadn't severed his three corpses yet, and was still at the peak of the Great Golden Immortal Realm.

Instantly, an idea formed in his mind.

A good idea to make Hongjun uncomfortable!

Seeing that Zhurong and Gonggong were really about to rush out and beat someone, Qin Xuan quickly spoke up to stop them:

"Don't be impatient, my two brothers, let's see what Tongtian's purpose is first."

He smiled faintly and said:

"Anyway, once he's entered our territory, whether he ends up round or flat is up to us, isn't it?"

Zhurong and Gonggong exchanged glances upon hearing this, feeling that Qin Xuan's words made sense.

Indeed, if Tongtian had any bad intentions, they would let him enter standing up and leave lying down.

So, the two brothers walked back to the wall, chose a comfortable posture, and continued to lie down.

At this moment, Tongtian's voice came again from outside the hall:

"The Daoist Tongtian requests an audience with all fellow Daoist Ancestral Witches!"

Qin Xuan, however, was not in a hurry to respond, and slowly walked to the side of the Chaos Spirit Liquid pool.

He took out the cyan Innate Gourd.

With a thought, he directly sucked 99.99998% of the Chaos Spirit Liquid into the cyan gourd, leaving only a trace at the bottom of the pool.

He naturally understood the principle that wealth should not be exposed and that one should always be wary of others.

Although the other treasures in the temple were also precious, they couldn't be considered unique in the Primordial Chaos.

But the Chaos Spirit Liquid, such a supreme treasure, was something even Hongjun probably didn't have!

If word got out and the creatures of the Primordial Chaos found out, they wouldn't be able to live in peace in the future.

"Is this a bit too stingy?" Qin Xuan stroked his chin, muttering to himself.

Thinking of this, he poured a little more out, until the Chaos Spirit Liquid at the bottom of the pool looked like a thin layer.

Only then did he nod in satisfaction, casually put away the cyan gourd, and unhurriedly walked towards the outside of the Pangu Temple.

However, he didn't know that after absorbing a massive amount of Chaos Spirit Liquid, the surface of the cyan gourd seemed to be faintly glowing.

Outside the Pangu Temple, Tongtian waited for a while.

Seeing that there was no response from inside the hall for a long time, he assumed that the Ancestral Witches were not present, and couldn't help but feel a little disappointed, preparing to turn around and leave.

Just at this moment.

"Creak—"

The incomparably heavy gate of the Pangu Temple slowly opened amidst a series of dull rubbing sounds.

Qin Xuan walked out of the hall with a smile on his face:

"Fellow Daoist Tongtian has graced us with your presence, forgive us for not welcoming you sooner! Please come in, please come in!"

As he spoke, he made a gesture of invitation.

The two of them, one in front and one behind, immediately walked into the Pangu Temple.

As soon as he stepped into the Pangu Temple, Tongtian's entire body froze completely.

His eyes widened, his mouth slightly open, his face filled with unbelievable shock.

He saw that within the hall, the Primordial Aura was so dense that it was almost solidified and rushed towards him.

He believed that Kunlun Mountain was already one of the top blessed lands in the Primordial Chaos.

But compared to the Pangu Temple in front of him, it was simply the difference between a firefly and the bright moon!

What shocked him even more was the several treasure mountains not far away, each thousands of feet high.

They were actually piled up with countless Innate Spiritual Fruits, making his eyes a little dazzled.

He looked further inside.

"Innate Spiritual Root, Yellow Apricot Tree, Ginseng Fruit..."

"A whole pool of Three Lights Divine Water!"

"How is this possible!"

Tongtian couldn't help but exclaim.

Then, when his gaze finally fell on the pool beside it, he was struck as if by lightning, his eyes unable to move even half an inch.

Although there was only a thin layer of seemingly unremarkable clear liquid in the pool.

But that mysterious and unpredictable aura, as if containing the essence of the Primordial Chaos, made his Dao heart tremble violently.

"Fellow Daoist Qin Xuan," Tongtian swallowed hard, "Did... did you guys rob Zixiao Palace?"

Qin Xuan looked at Tongtian's expression, like a country bumpkin visiting the big city, and found it a little amusing.

Come to think of it, the current Tongtian was far from the future Lord of the Jie Sect, who dared to challenge the Four Sages with ten thousand immortals under his command.

At best, he was just a Great Golden Immortal with a profound background.

He smiled faintly and gestured:

"Fellow Daoist, please sit."

Tongtian was still somewhat absent-minded and sat down cross-legged subconsciously.

Afterward, Tongtian's gaze inadvertently swept across the other corners of the hall, sensing the auras of the Ancestral Witches.

In the next instant, Tongtian gasped, his words even stuttering:

"T-t-eleven... eleven Primordial Golden Immortals!"

He was completely numb.

Everything he had seen in the Pangu Temple today had simply overturned all his knowledge since his birth.

The Ancestral Witches didn't give Tongtian any pleasant looks, but they didn't cause any trouble either, each finding a room to cultivate in.

They also knew that Qin Xuan had his own plans for bringing Tongtian here.

Qin Xuan opened his mouth and asked:

"I wonder, Fellow Daoist Tongtian, what brings you to my Pangu Temple today?"

Tongtian suddenly came back to his senses, took a deep breath, and said:

"To be honest, Fellow Daoist, I feel that the Dao Ancestor's method of severing the three corpses is not the most suitable path for me."

"I cultivate the Law of the Sword, but I haven't had any clues for many years."

"That's why I've brazenly come to ask for your guidance."

Hearing this, Qin Xuan's eyes lit up; his idea was indeed correct.

He thought to himself:

"Hongjun, Tongtian brought himself to my door."

"Don't blame me for this!"

Qin Xuan remained expressionless and said:

"If it weren't for the help of this Chaos Spirit Liquid, I'm afraid we brothers wouldn't have been able to cultivate into Primordial Golden Immortals!"

As he spoke, he sighed and pointed to the pool of Chaos Spirit Liquid, which had only a thin layer left:

"Alas, it's a pity that there's only this little bit left."

Hearing this, Tongtian's heart instantly turned cold.

Then, Qin Xuan changed the subject and said:

"However, Fellow Daoist Tongtian, don't underestimate this little bit that's left."

"Even this is enough to help a cultivator at the peak of the Great Golden Immortal realm comprehend their own laws and cultivate into a Primordial Golden Immortal."

Hearing this, Tongtian said with a fervent expression:

"Fellow Daoist, I wonder if I..."

Tongtian's tone was a little trembling; he clearly felt that if he had the assistance of this Chaos Spirit Liquid, his Sword Dao Law would definitely succeed!

But he was a little embarrassed to ask for such a precious treasure.

Seeing this, Qin Xuan smiled heartily and said:

"If Fellow Daoist needs it, I'll give you some!"

Tongtian's face was immediately filled with surprise and joy.

"This..."

Qin Xuan smiled and said:

"It's nothing, just mere external objects."

Tongtian's expression shifted several times.

Finally, he stood up and bowed solemnly to Qin Xuan, saying:

"Since that's the case, then I shall shamelessly accept it."

"Tongtian will remember this favor. If you have any instructions in the future, please don't hesitate to ask!"

Qin Xuan smiled and nodded.

Afterward, Tongtian carefully collected that thin layer of Chaos Spirit Liquid.

Having obtained the Chaos Spirit Liquid, Tongtian couldn't stay for even a moment longer.

He couldn't wait to immediately return to Kunlun Mountain to enter secluded cultivation and comprehend the Sword Dao Laws. He immediately stood up to bid farewell to Qin Xuan.

Qin Xuan didn't try to keep him, and saw Tongtian out of the Pangu Temple.

Watching Tongtian's figure disappear into the horizon, the corners of Qin Xuan's mouth slowly rose, and he thought to himself:

"I wonder what Hongjun's expression will be when he sees that Tongtian has not only not cultivated the method of severing the three corpses, but has instead directly cultivated into a Primordial Golden Immortal!"

In the Zixiao Palace.

Hongjun suddenly felt something and frowned, muttering:

"Who is scheming against me? Could it be Yang Mei?"

Then, he began to frantically rub the Creation Jade Plate.

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