Successful Corpse Slaying!

"Tell me, little sister... don't tell me you've fallen for Fellow Daoist Tongtian?"

Fuxi suddenly lowered his voice and asked with a teasing smile.

"N-No!" Nuwa was startled, and her tone immediately became flustered as an involuntary blush spread across her cheeks.

Her awkward appearance made Fuxi's eyes widen in disbelief.

"Ah, I never expected that a casual remark from me would actually..."

Fuxi sighed inwardly, momentarily at a loss for words.

Just then, Tongtian appeared at precisely the right moment.

"Better to arrive at the right time than early. Congratulations to you both on reaching the Peak Grand Unity Golden Immortal realm."

Already unsettled by Fuxi's question, Nuwa blushed the instant she saw Tongtian arrive.

Without even exchanging greetings, she hastily turned and ran into the house.

"This..."

Tongtian froze, looking at Fuxi with a face full of confusion.

Why had she rushed off the moment he appeared?

It wasn't as though he were some terrifying person.

Surely she didn't need to avoid him like this...

Fuxi shrugged helplessly. He understood his sister's feelings, but he did not dare say too much for fear of bringing trouble upon himself.

"Duobao, this is Fuxi, a Grand Elder of our sect. The one just now was Nuwa."

"You've only just broken through, so remain here and stabilize your cultivation first."

Tongtian gave instructions to Duobao, who stood respectfully nearby. Then, shifting his tone, he looked at Fuxi and said:

"Also, I have already chosen the Interception Sect's sacred ground. It is the Three Immortal Islands in the East Sea."

"The Purple Heaven Palace's second sermon is approaching, so I won't take you there for now. Once the sermon ends, we can go together."

"The Three Immortal Islands?"

Fuxi was initially stunned, then his expression changed drastically.

Among the Primordial Wilderness, what notable cultivator had not heard of the Three Immortal Islands?

Yet no one had been able to locate them for countless years.

However, one thing was certain: those three immortal islands, formed from Chaos Fragments, had to contain countless Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures.

"That's right, the very Three Immortal Islands you're thinking of." Tongtian nodded in confirmation.

"What great fortune, Sect Master. Now that the sacred ground has been decided, when will you establish the sect and take in disciples far and wide?"

Still marveling, Fuxi took the opportunity to ask.

"No rush." Tongtian waved his hand. "If I am to accept disciples, it must shake the Primordial Wilderness."

He had made up his mind from the very beginning, when he founded the sect.

The day the Interception Sect opened its gates had to be earth-shattering. Otherwise, would all his effort not have been wasted?

As for a spectacle like "ten thousand immortals paying homage," he had no interest in it.

As the two spoke, Nuwa had finally calmed herself and slowly emerged.

"Fellow Daoist, I have a request. I wonder if you might agree to it?"

Fuxi suddenly spoke, though his gaze unconsciously swept toward Nuwa beside him.

"Oh? You are already an elder of my sect, so there is no need for such politeness. Speak freely."

Tongtian raised a brow, somewhat curious.

Could it be that someone had been foolish enough to attack the Fuxi siblings?

"Please agree to this matter first, Fellow Daoist, otherwise... cough, cough, cough..."

"If you don't explain it clearly, how can I agree?" Tongtian shot him an unhappy glance.

He would not casually fall for such roundabout tactics.

"This matter is not difficult for you, Fellow Daoist. It is simply that I truly find it hard to say..."

Fuxi looked hesitant, his words faltering.

Meanwhile, Nuwa noticed his gaze repeatedly drifting toward her. Her heart tightened, and a trace of unease quietly arose.

"Speak plainly. Stop beating around the bush." Tongtian frowned and urged him on.

"It concerns my sister. Mainly, my sister... mmph..."

Before he could finish, Fuxi suddenly realized that he had been placed under a silencing spell.

It was only a low-level spell, one he could dispel with a wave of his hand. But when he saw Nuwa's gaze, cold enough to nearly freeze over, he immediately shrank back and did not dare speak again.

"What... is going on with you two?" Tongtian looked utterly baffled.

"It's nothing, nothing. My brother has run into a slight problem during cultivation these past few days, and his mind isn't working very well. Don't take it to heart, Fellow Daoist." Nuwa gave an awkward laugh and hastily made up an excuse.

She then glared fiercely at Fuxi, her eyes brimming with warning.

Tongtian curled his lips and did not press further, though he vaguely felt that things were not so simple.

He could only pretend to go along with such an excuse meant to fool children.

There was an eighty percent chance there was something else going on!

Thinking back to Nuwa's unusual behavior earlier, as well as Fuxi's hesitant manner, a guess suddenly surfaced in his mind—

Could it be... Nuwa had feelings for him?

The moment that thought emerged, Tongtian felt terrible.

It was not that he disliked Nuwa or had no favorable impression of her.

It was simply... he seemed not to have done anything at all?

How had she come to like him?

Could it be the system's built-in "Charm Bonus"?

Shaking his head, he hurriedly suppressed the thought.

Since Nuwa had not said anything, he should not ask further. Saying the wrong thing would only make things awkward.

For a moment, the atmosphere grew somewhat cold. Seeing this, Fuxi spoke up:

"The Purple Heaven Palace's second sermon is about to begin. Since we have nothing else to do, why don't we discuss the Dao together?"

After hearing this, Tongtian considered it briefly before nodding in agreement.

This was the perfect chance to explain Slaying the Three Corpses to the siblings.

That way, they could take that step more quickly during the coming sermon.

Having decided, he organized his thoughts and began briefly explaining the key points of Slaying the Three Corpses to them.

The siblings exchanged a glance, their faces filled with astonishment.

Only now did they discover in shock that Tongtian had already quietly broken through.

For a moment, Fuxi said with a bitter smile, "It seems you've gained quite a lot over these years, Fellow Daoist."

"It was nothing. I merely spent these years breaking through a minor realm. It isn't worth mentioning."

Tongtian spoke calmly and waved his hand.

Fuxi: "..."

Nuwa: "..."

If they could curse, they truly wanted to complain.

That wasn't worth mentioning?! Then what counted as impressive?!

"Don't worry. You'll break through soon enough as well. There's no need to envy me," Tongtian comforted them casually.

"Fellow Daoist, then you should not be far from slaying your second corpse, right?" Nuwa suddenly asked.

"As for me... my path is somewhat different from yours." Tongtian paused slightly but did not elaborate.

After all, the Primordial Supreme Merit comprehended the true Great Dao of heaven and earth, one formed from the convergence of the Three Thousand Great Daos.

Naturally, he would not abandon the root for the branches and follow the old path of Slaying the Three Corpses.

"The time has come. The Purple Heaven Palace's second sermon is now open. All those destined may come."

As soon as the ten-thousand-year deadline arrived, Hongjun's majestic voice resounded across the Great Desolation Continent.

In an instant, the many great powers who had long been waiting revealed delighted expressions.

A Saint's sermon was an exceedingly rare opportunity, even if they could not understand it!

Their discussion of the Dao came to an end.

Tongtian gave Duobao a few simple instructions before leaving Buzhou Mountain together with Fuxi and Nuwa.

Though they had not spent long together, the siblings had gained immensely over these years.

They were confident that during the coming three thousand years of listening to the Dao, they would break through the Grand Unity Golden Immortal realm and enter the Quasi-Saint realm!

Before long, the Three Thousand Mortal World Guests arrived at the Purple Heaven Palace one after another.

Since Hongjun had given instructions last time, everyone quietly found their respective places.

However, several people wore rather unpleasant expressions.

They were Dijun, Taiyi, Laozi, Yuanshi, Ancestor Minghe, East King Duke, as well as Jieyin and Zhunti from the west.

There was no other reason. They had discovered that Tongtian's aura had become impossible to discern.

Moreover, the aura he exuded with every movement made fear rise uncontrollably within them.

This was clearly not a level a Grand Unity Golden Immortal should possess!

Without prior discussion, the same thought emerged in all eight of their minds:

Tongtian had already surpassed the Grand Unity Golden Immortal realm and was ahead of them!

For a time, beyond their shock, they felt even more unease.

Although they still did not know what realm existed above the Grand Unity Golden Immortal realm.

As top-tier great cultivators, they all understood that the further cultivation progressed, the more apparent the gap became.

Thus, they began to worry whether Tongtian would settle old scores with them after the sermon ended.

Dijun, Taiyi, Laozi, and Yuanshi were especially nervous.

After all, they had completely offended Tongtian in the battle at Buzhou Mountain.

Even with supreme defensive treasures protecting them, they could not be sure whether those treasures could still preserve their lives against the current Tongtian!

As if sensing their gazes, Tongtian suddenly turned and smiled at them.

That small gesture made the eight of them tense up sharply.

A wave of unease rose in their hearts.

The Mortal World Guests nearby secretly found the sight highly amusing.

As the sermon was about to begin, a figure suddenly appeared atop the cloud platform—Hongjun had arrived.

His gaze swept across the hall, and when he saw Tongtian, a trace of surprise flashed through his eyes.

He had not expected Tongtian to enter the Quasi-Saint realm so quickly.

Fortunately, his expression changed extremely quickly, and the great powers all had their heads lowered, so no one noticed that fleeting disturbance.

Otherwise, some might have immediately lost their composure and damaged their Dao hearts.

"In this sermon, I shall speak of the realm above the Grand Unity Golden Immortal and below the Saint, known as the 'Quasi-Saint.' You must all comprehend it with care."

Upon hearing this, everyone straightened their posture and listened intently.

As Hongjun slowly began to speak, profound Dao sounds rang out.

In an instant, heavenly flowers fell in profusion, golden lotuses sprang forth, and auspicious energy coiled around everyone.

Everyone was immediately immersed within it, entering a wondrous state of partial understanding and sudden insight.

After merely a thousand years, Tongtian, who had been meditating with closed eyes, suddenly opened them and looked beside him.

Fuxi and Nuwa seemed to have reached an unspoken understanding beforehand, their auras quietly beginning to rise.

The Fuxi Qin and the Demon Refining Gourd also appeared before them at that moment.

Before long, they would likely succeed in slaying their corpses!

Although it was not Tongtian himself who had broken through, the sight still made Laozi and the others breathe a slight sigh of relief.

Yet at the same time, they could not help growing anxious.

They could not possibly be inferior not only to Tongtian, but even to his two fellow Daoists!

Unfortunately, they had all suffered injuries to varying degrees during the battle at Buzhou Mountain.

Over the past ten thousand years, they had spent nearly half their time healing and recovering.

No matter how anxious they were, it was difficult to break through the hurdle of corpse slaying!

More importantly, aside from Laozi, Dijun, Taiyi, Minghe, and Zhunti,

none of the others possessed a spiritual treasure that suited them.