Something Was Wrong, Very, Very Wrong!

The boundless Chaos Sea stretched endlessly, a gray expanse where violent Chaos Qi raged wildly.

Qin Xuan and the Twelve Ancestral Witches stood gathered together. A pool floated between them, with a layer of incomparably pure liquid sloshing within.

"Eldest Brother, it's gone. Not even a single drop is left..."

A childish voice thick with tears echoed in everyone's hearts.

Qin Xuan gently patted Little Green and said,

"Didn't you brag that you could make whatever spirit liquid I wanted? After all these tens of thousands of years, this is all you've got!"

Looking at the Chaos Spirit Liquid that did not even fill a tenth of the pool, Qin Xuan felt as though his heart were bleeding.

Little Green said aggrievedly,

"Take a look at where we are! This is all violent Chaos Qi. How could it possibly be so easy to refine?"

Hearing that, Qin Xuan changed his tune, his voice becoming earnest.

"Little Green, tell Eldest Brother—how have I treated you all these years?"

Little Green grunted twice.

"Just... just so-so! Not that great!"

Qin Xuan's eyes immediately widened as he snapped,

"Where's your conscience, brat? Feel your gourd skin and think carefully!"

"If it weren't for that pool of Chaos Spirit Liquid I had back then, could you have developed spiritual intelligence so quickly? Could you be hopping around the Chaos Sea like this?"

Little Green muttered,

"When I woke up, I never saw any spirit liquid. And didn't you nearly beat me to death with one punch? If I hadn't been quick-witted, you would've blown me apart long ago!"

Qin Xuan choked on his words, but he quickly smiled again.

"Work a little harder, and one day Eldest Brother will find you a female gourd!"

The resentment in Little Green's voice grew even stronger.

"You said that ten thousand years ago!"

Qin Xuan immediately played dumb.

"Quit talking nonsense. When did I ever say that?"

Little Green's voice was tearful.

"Eldest Brother, you have to speak with a conscience!"

"Ten thousand years ago, you said, 'Little Green, work a little harder, and one day I'll find you a female gourd.'"

"Seven thousand years ago, you said, 'Little Green, if you can refine more, I'll let you rest for a hundred thousand years!'"

"Five thousand years ago, you said, 'Little Green, don't slack off. Once we return to the temple, that pool of Three Lights Divine Water will be yours too!'"

After a pause, Little Green pleaded,

"Eldest Brother, stop dangling promises in front of me!"

"I really can't take any more!"

Qin Xuan looked embarrassed, his face unable to hold up. He had not expected the little fellow to have such a good memory.

Feeling awkward, he cursed angrily,

"You little bastard, you're getting out of hand!"

With a whoosh, Little Green instantly burrowed into Hou Tu's embrace.

Hou Tu smiled and gently stroked Little Green, who was hiding in her arms, saying softly,

"Little Green hasn't had it easy these past years either. I can see that he's gotten a whole circle thinner."

At this moment, Qin Xuan looked out into the Chaos Sea, where quite a few Primordial Chaos mighty figures were already heading toward Zixiao Palace. His expression turned solemn as well.

"Hou Tu, take the spirit liquid back to Pangu Temple and cultivate."

"The rest of the brothers and I can go to Zixiao Palace."

Hou Tu's eyes held a trace of confusion.

Zhurong also asked doubtfully,

"Qin Xuan, what's wrong? All of us brothers are here this time, so we don't need to worry about our little sister being bullied."

Qin Xuan shook his head, his tone growing heavier.

"It's not because of that."

"It would be best if Hongjun did not learn that Hou Tu has recovered her primordial spirit."

In this boundless Chaos Sea, he was not worried about Hongjun noticing them.

But once they entered Zixiao Palace and moved about beneath Hongjun's very eyes, there was no guarantee Hongjun would not discover something suspicious.

Hou Tu opening the cycle of reincarnation was a matter of enormous importance. There absolutely could not be any mistakes.

If Hongjun became wary ahead of time, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Qin Xuan did not believe Hongjun would calmly watch the Earthly Dao rise and threaten the Heavenly Dao's rule.

As for the karma surrounding the previous saint position, it naturally was no longer so important.

At most, it would only let them swindle a few things from Hongjun. Compared to their plans for the Earthly Dao, it was simply not worth mentioning.

Of course, they could not let that debt be written off so easily either.

Hearing this, the Ancestral Witches all nodded, feeling that Qin Xuan's words made sense.

Xuan Ming said coldly,

"Then I'll accompany Hou Tu back to Pangu Temple. I can look after her as well."

Everyone readily agreed. With Xuan Ming accompanying her, they were at ease.

They watched Xuan Ming and Hou Tu leave.

Qin Xuan then joined the other Ancestral Witches in determining their direction before heading toward Zixiao Palace.

A thousand years later.

Inside Zixiao Palace, the atmosphere was somewhat heavy.

Dijun, Taiyi, Nüwa, Fuxi, Kunpeng, and the Ten Great Demon Sages—these upper echelons of the demon race—were all gathered together, their expressions tense.

They had no choice.

At this moment, who knew how many people in the hall were staring at them with gleaming eyes.

All because of the Heavenly Dao's proclamation that killing demon race members would earn merit.

Over the years, countless cultivators had gone mad, surrounding and slaughtering demon race members.

Meanwhile, Yuanshi stared fixedly at Qin Xuan, his eyes filled with hatred. His gaze looked as though he wanted to devour Qin Xuan alive.

However, Qin Xuan simply treated him as though he did not exist, not even sparing him a glance.

If Yuanshi still could not tell who was the stronger one and insisted on causing trouble, Qin Xuan would not mind helping him loosen up his muscles again.

At that moment, ripples spread through the void, and Hongjun's figure suddenly appeared atop the meditation cushion at the head of the hall.

Seeing the tense, confrontational atmosphere in the hall, he nodded in satisfaction.

This was exactly the situation he had anticipated.

He began sweeping his gaze over everyone.

When his gaze fell upon Zhen Yuanzi and Hongyun, his eyes narrowed slightly.

He discovered that neither of them had become Quasi-Sages. They were still Great Golden Immortals!

Hongjun was somewhat stunned. Those two had profound foundations and were not lacking in comprehension.

An entire epoch had passed. What had they been doing at Five Manor Temple?

They were actually still Great Golden Immortals?

Then his gaze fell upon Yuanshi. Seeing the aura of a mid-stage Quasi-Sage emanating from him, Hongjun nodded in satisfaction again.

He had not expected Yuanshi to break through to the mid-stage Quasi-Sage realm even after Qin Xuan had beaten him half to death.

But when he saw Tongtian beside Yuanshi, his expression instantly froze!

He discovered that Tongtian had not taken the path of Three Corpses at all. Instead, he had become a Primordial Golden Immortal!

Hongjun was completely dumbfounded.

Last time at Zixiao Palace, he had specifically reminded Tongtian that the path of laws was no longer passable and told him to peacefully sever the corpses. Yet Tongtian actually dared to go against him!

Without cultivating as a Quasi-Sage, Tongtian would not be under his control!

How dared Tongtian do this?

At the same time, doubt filled Hongjun's heart.

The Great Dao had already retreated. It was absolutely impossible for Tongtian to cultivate laws by himself!

Then who was it?

Who had helped Tongtian?!

His gaze swiftly swept over everyone below.

When he saw that Qin Xuan and all the Ancestral Witches also radiated the aura of Primordial Golden Immortals, he did not take it too seriously.

How could the path of laws be so easy to walk? Besides, the Heavenly Dao could not possibly allow a Primordial Golden Immortal to appear in the Primordial World. There would come a day when these Ancestral Witches regretted it!

And Hou Tu had not come. Did that not mean the karma of the saint position no longer needed to be repaid?

Suddenly, inspiration flashed through his mind.

Something was wrong.

Very, very wrong.

Could Tongtian's Primordial Golden Immortal cultivation have been taught by Qin Xuan?!

Hongjun subconsciously pulled out the Creation Jade Plate and was about to begin divining.