Thirteenth Brother "Scored a Bargain" Again! Script Mirror Directs Raiders of the Lost Treasure!

After obtaining the Grand Unity Essence Gold, Xuanzheng was in high spirits and continued leading his "expedition team" across the primordial land on an "archaeological dig."

Just as he was considering where to go next, the [Myriad Heavens Script Mirror] suddenly rippled.

The mirror light flickered, revealing a valley shrouded in clouds and mist.

A three-zhang-tall Peach Tree stood gracefully within the valley, its dragon-like branches twisted and gnarled, its leaves lush and emerald-green.

Seven or eight fist-sized peaches dotted its branches, each radiating dense Ren Water Essence Qi as they neared maturity.

"Innate Ren Water Peach Tree!" Xuanzheng's eyes lit up.

These fruits were exceptionally effective for beings cultivating the laws of water and wood. They could cleanse one's Dao body, enhance magical power, and served as superb ingredients for certain advanced witch medicines.

If he got his hands on them, whether he used them to nourish Brother Gonggong or added them to Pangu Hall's material stores, it would be a great achievement!

The image in the [Script Mirror] continued shifting, showing that there were no permanently stationed powerful guardians around the Peach Tree.

However, two powerful currents of Demonic Energy were rapidly converging on the valley from different directions.

On the left was a Blazing Demon Lion engulfed in dark crimson flames. On the right was a Frost Demon Tiger covered in icy blue scales. Both had cultivation at the early Taiyi Golden Immortal stage.

Judging by their aggressive bearing, they were clearly both after the nearly ripe Innate Ren Water Peaches.

"Heh, when two tigers fight, one is bound to be injured... or perhaps both?" Xuanzheng rubbed his chin, a smile curling at his lips as a plan formed in his mind. "I know this script well!"

He immediately used the witch tribe's unique bone whistle communication method to contact Gonggong, who happened to be nearby "patrolling the waters and drilling the tribe's young warriors," as well as Zhurong, who was "inspecting the volcanoes and incidentally looking for some fire-attributed materials."

Through the [Script Mirror], Xuanzheng had already "planned" his brothers' recent "official routes" in advance.

"Brother Zhurong! Brother Gonggong! Your little brother has discovered a rare Innate Ren Water Peach Tree in the Blue Moon Valley ahead, and it is about to bear ripe fruit. This is an omen of our witch tribe's prosperity! But two blind Taiyi Golden Immortal-level ferocious beasts—a fire-playing lion and an ice-wielding tiger—are trying to lay claim to it! How can such a spiritual root of heaven and earth fall into the mouths of those Feathered Beasts? I ask my two brothers to come quickly, help me seize this opportunity, and display the divine might of our witch tribe!"

Xuanzheng's tone was "extremely anxious," carrying a hint of "helplessness" and "complete trust in his elder brothers."

Zhurong had always had a fiery temper. The moment he heard there was an Innate Spiritual Root—one discovered by his own Thirteenth Brother, no less—and that some ignorant ferocious beasts dared to steal it, he immediately exploded.

"What?! Innate Ren Water Peaches? And some blind beasts dare to fight our witch tribe for treasure? Thirteenth Brother, wait there! I'll go roast that lion and tiger for drinking snacks right now!"

Gonggong's steady yet angry voice also came through. "Do not panic, Thirteenth Brother! Two mere early-stage Taiyi demon beasts dare behave so brazenly before us? I will arrive shortly! Hide yourself first, and do not fight them head-on!"

After ending the communication, Xuanzheng gave a sly chuckle. "The actors are in position. Now we just wait for this director to call 'Action'!"

He moved ahead of them and quietly slipped into the vicinity of Blue Moon Valley. With a thought, the [Myriad Heavens Script Mirror]'s Director Mode silently activated.

Xuanzheng expended a small amount of the merit he had accumulated from fixing minor bugs and began making "the tiniest" adjustments to the valley's environment.

He flicked an imperceptible wisp of Yi Wood Essence Qi toward a dense patch of grass the Blazing Demon Lion would pass through, causing the grass to emit a strange fragrance that was immensely alluring to fire-attributed demon beasts, stirring their spirits and making them more violent.

Then, he lightly tapped an inconspicuous protruding rock along the Frost Demon Tiger's path. Beneath it, a faint trace of Earth Fiend Qi quietly seeped out, stimulating the ferocity of ice-attributed demon beasts.

Stage crew, prepare the lighting and sound! Xuanzheng thought. Everything was in place; all that remained was for the show to begin.

Before long, the Blazing Demon Lion was the first to be stirred into agitation by the strange scent of grass. It charged headlong into the valley and immediately spotted the Ren Water Peaches exuding their enticing fragrance, as well as the Frost Demon Tiger that nearly simultaneously rushed in from the valley's opposite entrance.

Stimulated by that thread of Earth Fiend Qi beneath its paws, the Frost Demon Tiger's already cold gaze brimmed with savagery.

"Roar!" Driven to fierce battle intent by the strange fragrance, the Blazing Demon Lion struck first, opening its jaws and blasting a surging wave of demonic flame toward the Frost Demon Tiger.

"Awoo!" Already roused to peak ferocity by that trace of Earth Fiend Qi, the Frost Demon Tiger flew into an even greater rage when its opponent dared attack first. Frost energy erupted around its body, condensing into countless ice blades that swept toward the demonic flames!

The two Taiyi Golden Immortal-level beasts, pushed along by Xuanzheng's "tiny" intervention, did not even exchange a single pleasantry before launching into a life-or-death battle beneath the Peach Tree!

For a time, flames and frost filled the valley, Demonic Energy and fiendish energy danced together, boulders shattered, and trees snapped. The battle was extraordinarily fierce.

Xuanzheng, meanwhile, hid behind a distant boulder. He pulled out a wild fruit he had no idea where he had found, munching on it as he watched the "blockbuster" with great interest, occasionally offering a comment or two.

"Ah, Brother Lion's Wildfire Plains move was a little off. What a waste of demonic power!"

"Oho, Brother Tiger's Frozen Throne was decent. Too bad it didn't freeze any vital spots!"

Just as the two beasts had exhausted more than half their demonic power and were covered in wounds, and the Peach Tree itself was nearly shaken apart by the violent shockwaves of their fight, with several ripe peaches on the verge of falling—

"Halt! You ferocious beasts, how dare you destroy a treasure coveted by our witch tribe!" A thunderous roar came from outside the valley. Zhurong's distinctive booming voice exploded like rolling thunder as he charged into the battlefield, engulfed in blazing flames like a falling fire meteor!

Gonggong descended immediately afterward, wrapped in a towering surge of water. He shouted angrily, "You injure my brother, seize the spiritual root of our witch tribe, and even dare destroy a spiritual treasure? You truly seek death!"

The two ancestral witches, Zhurong and Gonggong—one fire, one water—arrived "just in time" at the most critical moment, like two gods of slaughter!

They saw their Thirteenth Brother "safe and sound" hiding off to the side, then the two beasts barely clinging to life and the Peach Tree about to suffer disaster. How could they care about the cause of it all? Without another word, they joined the "battle"—or rather, the one-sided beating.

The poor Blazing Demon Lion and Frost Demon Tiger had already mutually wounded each other. How could they possibly withstand two enraged ancestral witches? In no time, Zhurong's true fire scorched them black, while Gonggong's heavy water crushed their bones and snapped their tendons. They soon whimpered their last, making their final "contribution" to the ecological balance of the primordial world.

Only then did Xuanzheng run out from behind the boulder with lingering fear on his face. He cupped his hands toward his two brothers. "Many thanks to Brothers Zhurong and Gonggong for arriving in time. Otherwise, these Innate Ren Water Peaches might have been destroyed, and as for your little brother... sigh, it would have been unthinkable!"

Zhurong waved a large hand and laughed heartily. "Why are you being so polite, Thirteenth Brother? We are family—it is only right! Besides, a spiritual root of heaven and earth like this should have belonged to our witch tribe in the first place!"

Gonggong also revealed a rare smile and patted Xuanzheng's shoulder. "Discovering such a treasure is already a great achievement. How could we let these two beasts benefit from it?"

In the end, seven plump, round Innate Ren Water Peaches were successfully harvested. Following Xuanzheng's "suggestion," two were given to Zhurong and two to Gonggong in recognition of their achievements in "protecting their clansman and guarding the spiritual root." The remaining three were "kept in safekeeping" by Xuanzheng, to be sent back to Pangu Hall and added to the public material stores.

Having received the peaches, and feeling that they had safeguarded the witch tribe's interests as well as their Thirteenth Brother, Zhurong and Gonggong were delighted. They even shared a sliver of the meager merit bestowed by the Heavenly Dao for "protecting the spiritual root." Everyone was happy.

Xuanzheng looked at his two brothers' satisfied expressions, then at the three juicy peaches in his storage pouch, as well as the patterns on the [Myriad Heavens Script Mirror], which had grown a little brighter. His heart blossomed with joy.

Mm, directing has a future! Not only can I fleece them, I can also raise my brothers' favorability. It kills several birds with one stone! Xuanzheng thought happily. What should I write for the next script...?