Little Green

Qin Xuan returned to the Pangu Temple and walked to the side of the pool, taking out the green gourd, preparing to pour the Chaos Spirit Liquid back in.

The next moment, the smile on his face instantly froze.

He suddenly discovered that the gourd was actually empty, without even half a drop of Chaos Spirit Liquid in sight!

Immediately afterward, a deafening roar of shock and anger shook the Pangu Temple, causing it to hum:

"Where's my Chaos Spirit Liquid!"

The Ancestral Witches, hearing such a commotion, couldn't sit still and rushed out from various parts of the temple.

They instantly surrounded Qin Xuan.

Dijiang quickly asked:

"Qin Xuan, what's with the big fuss?"

Zhurong even shouted with an angry face:

"Did Tongtian provoke you?"

"You wait, I'll catch him back and vent your anger!"

As he spoke, Zhurong's body flashed with fire, and he was about to rush out of the temple, acting as if he wouldn't rest until he brought Tongtian back.

Qin Xuan quickly grabbed Zhurong, his face bitter, and said:

"Brother, it has nothing to do with Tongtian."

He took a deep breath, forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart, and shook the green gourd in his hand, saying:

"It's that all the Chaos Spirit Liquid is gone..."

As soon as these words came out, the Ancestral Witches, who were originally full of anger, were instantly stunned.

They knew that Qin Xuan was blaming himself for losing the Chaos Spirit Liquid.

Zhurong was stunned for a moment, then patted Qin Xuan on the shoulder in a carefree manner, saying indifferently:

"Hey! It's gone, so what! What's the big deal!"

"We don't have a Primordial Spirit, and we've still made it through all these years!"

Qin Xuan felt even more bitter in his heart after hearing these words, and slowly shook his head.

The more his brothers didn't care, the more guilty he felt.

All of his brothers' hopes of restoring their Primordial Spirits were on that pool of Chaos Spirit Liquid.

And he just lost it!

Thinking of this, Qin Xuan felt extremely regretful.

If he had known this would happen, he would have just ignored Tongtian.

The thought that he had caused the hope of all his brothers to restore their Primordial Spirits to be cut off.

Qin Xuan's eyes instantly turned blood red, and the majestic Law of Strength within him surged out uncontrollably.

The surrounding space, under the impact of this aura, actually emitted a cracking sound of being unable to bear the weight, collapsing inch by inch.

Seeing this, Hou Tu looked worried and said softly:

"Xuan, don't blame yourself. Calm your mind first and don't hurt yourself!"

Zhurong roared from the side:

"Which ignorant fool stole the Spirit Liquid? I'll peel his skin off!"

"It's this gourd that swallowed all the Spirit Liquid!" Qin Xuan shouted angrily, staring fiercely at the gourd in his hand.

The next moment, he suddenly gathered all his strength, and all ten levels of the Law of Strength in his body converged on his right fist, about to smash it towards the gourd.

Just then.

A slightly childish voice, with a hint of panic, suddenly sounded in Qin Xuan's heart.

"Don't hit!"

"Don't hit it!"

Qin Xuan's hand movement stopped instantly.

He was slightly stunned, the blood color in his eyes faded slightly, and he looked at the gourd in his hand with suspicion.

Has this gourd developed intelligence?

He suppressed the anger in his heart and roared fiercely at the gourd:

"Speak! Where did you hide my pool of Chaos Spirit Liquid?"

The childish voice sounded again with a hint of grievance:

"I... I don't know either. I just woke up, and the gourd was empty. There was nothing, and I've never seen the Spirit Liquid you mentioned!"

Qin Xuan's anger, which he had finally suppressed, flared up again when he heard this.

He still dares to quibble at this time!

His face darkened, and he raised his fist again, poised to strike.

"No, no, no, please!"

"Whatever spirit liquid you want, I'll make it for you!"

Hearing this, Qin Xuan's heart leaped, and he stopped his hand again, saying in a deep voice:

"Tell me, what abilities do you have?"

The next moment, a childish voice filled with pride and smugness rang in his mind.

"Hmph! Then I'll open your eyes, you ignorant fool!"

"Watch closely!"

Qin Xuan could almost picture the gourd puffing out its "chest" with a smug look of "You just wait and see."

As soon as the words fell, a terrifying suction force erupted from the mouth of the gourd.

In an instant, the Primordial Aura within the entire Pangu Temple, which was originally so dense it was almost tangible, began to pour madly into the gourd's mouth.

In a short while, most of the abundant Primordial Aura in the temple was sucked away, becoming thin.

All the Ancestral Witches showed surprise, and even the steady Dijiang had a hint of astonishment in his eyes.

Zhurong widened his eyes and pointed at the gourd, saying:

"Good heavens, it can really suck!"

After a moment, the green gourd glowed with radiant light, swaying gently a few times.

Then, streams of extremely pure Primordial Spirit Liquid, exuding a refreshing fragrance, slowly flowed out of the gourd's mouth.

Qin Xuan looked at the scene before him, his face first showing astonishment, then turning into ecstasy, almost dumbfounded.

This gourd... can actually directly convert the absorbed Primordial Aura into Primordial Spirit Liquid?

He suddenly thought of something, and his heart was filled with excitement.

In the Chaos, everything is lacking, except for the rampant Chaos Qi!

If... if this gourd could even refine Chaos Qi into pure Chaos Spirit Liquid, wouldn't they have as much as they wanted in the future?

He's struck gold this time!

The gourd seemed to sense the shock and joy in Qin Xuan's heart at this moment, and the proud voice rang out again:

"How is it? Now you know how great I am, right? Look at your never-seen-the-world look!"

Hearing this, Qin Xuan's face was devoid of any previous anger, and he immediately chuckled:

"Do you have a name? I can't just keep calling you Gourd!"

The voice from inside the gourd paused, sounding a little shy:

"No... I don't..."

A gleam flashed in Qin Xuan's eyes, and he immediately decided:

"In that case, your name will be Little Green from now on!"

What else would a green gourd be called but Little Green!

"Little Green? What a terrible name! I don't want it!"

The voice in the gourd immediately protested strongly.

Zhurong laughed loudly beside him:

"Qin Xuan, you're being too casual with this name."

"It doesn't sound like a man's name!"

Hou Tu smiled gently and said:

"This time, it's a blessing in disguise!"

Qin Xuan ignored Little Green's protest.

He hung it directly on his waist, then turned to look at the Ancestral Witches and said:

"Brothers and sisters, let's go to the Chaos."

"Let's see if Little Green can refine Chaos Qi."

"It just so happens that Hongjun's third sermon is about to begin!"