Third Uncle, You're Truly Fierce

As the gates of Purple Heaven Palace opened wide, cultivators of all kinds unleashed their Spiritual Powers, surging forward, all vying to get closer to the Dao Ancestor.

The Dao Ancestor didn't say where the first sermon would be, or where the subsequent ones would be, right? Heh heh~ (My setting is that seating arrangements are made for the third time, and the Dao Ancestor granting six Saint positions is during the third sermon. If it's the same as other works, I might as well just copy them. Please don't blame me~)

Especially Di Jun and Tai Yi, the couple (brothers), who used the Golden Crow Transforming into Rainbow Technique to rush forward.

They believed themselves to be the future rulers of the Great Wilderness and naturally would not be willing to fall behind anyone. Last time they didn't manage to snatch a good spot from the Three Pure Ones and others, but this time, it was uncertain.

"Space Strangling!"

Dijiang, the leader of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, shattered the void as he arrived. He spread his arms, and invisible spatial law fluctuations rippled out. The space in front of Di Jun and Tai Yi suddenly twisted, collapsed, and compressed. Countless spatial fragments slashed towards them like blades, intending to completely shred the two golden rainbows.

"Boom--!"

The True Sun Fire and the spatial fragments collided violently, erupting in dazzling light. Di Jun and Tai Yi's figures faltered, their golden rainbows forcibly halted. True Sun Fire blazed around them, incinerating the incoming spatial fragments into nothingness.

"Damn barbarians! How dare you block me!" Di Jun roared in anger, veins bulging on his forehead, preparing to unleash the True Sun Fire again.

Tai Yi, however, placed a hand on his brother's arm and said in a deep voice, "Brother, the Dao Ancestor's sermon is more important. There's no need to get entangled with these barbarians. There are still plenty of empty seats ahead. Let's proceed quickly!"

Di Jun snorted coldly, suppressing his rage. The two transformed into golden rainbows again, but instead of charging straight ahead, their figures became elusive. They weaved through the distorted spatial rifts, their speed undiminished.

Seeing this, Dijiang let out a sinister laugh, "These two feathered birds actually have some skills!" Just as he was about to unleash more Spiritual Power, Houtu, the Ancestral Witch, stopped him.

"Big Brother, this is the Dao Ancestor's palace. We cannot be too excessive."

Houtu shook her head slightly, her gaze sweeping over the three figures already seated in the front – the Three Pure Ones had silently brought Chen Song and occupied the front seats, currently conversing with the siblings Fuxi and Nuwa.

Dijiang spat, but no longer made a move. He led the Twelve Ancestral Witches and strode forward.

In the end, although Di Jun and Tai Yi couldn't surpass the Three Pure Ones, they still secured the position immediately following them, sitting behind the Three Pure Ones. Donghuang Taiyi cradled the Chaos Bell, his gaze sweeping over the arriving guests, a glint of cold light flashing when he looked at the Ancestral Witches.

On the Three Pure Ones' side, Nuwa was observing Chen Song behind the Three Pure Ones, her eyes curving into crescents, her beautiful eyes sparkling, lost in thought.

"Why is Sister Nuwa staring at my eldest grand-nephew? Could it be that you've taken a liking to him?" Tongtian asked with a playful smile.

"Fellow Daoist Tongtian, please don't speak nonsense and ruin my little sister's reputation." Fuxi immediately reacted to the words, shielding Nuwa behind him, and glared at Tongtian with displeasure.

Tongtian scratched his head sheepishly. Chen Song had just given him an idea, letting him watch the "friendly exchange" between Di Jun, Tai Yi, and the Twelve Ancestral Witches. He was thinking that if Nuwa took a liking to Chen Song, he could play matchmaker.

Heh heh, eldest grand-nephew, see how good I am to you!

Tongtian Uncle-Master is really bold. That's Nuwa, a future Heavenly Dao Saint. How can he say such things? Chen Song thought to himself.

Nuwa quickly pulled her brother's hand, her cheeks flushing. She glared at Sect Master Tongtian with a hint of reproach, but without much anger. Instead, there was a trace of curiosity and slyness: "Fellow Daoist Tongtian is joking! I was merely observing that this little pine tree has an extraordinary origin, and its true form would be good material for refining artifacts."

Why are people always lusting after my body! Chen Song thought.

Chen Song unleashed his Spiritual Power, and with a resolute move like cutting off an arm, he took a branch from his own true form, the Five Needles Pine of Innate Origin, and handed it to Nuwa. "Sister Nuwa, you truly have a good eye. This is a branch from my true form. I hope it will be useful to you."

"Oh my, little pine tree, why are you so nervous? I was just teasing you. Hurry and put it away. This pine branch contains your Five Elements origin energy. Don't deplete your origin." Nuwa chuckled lightly.

This thing depletes my origin? How come I don't feel it? Chen Song thought to himself. It wasn't his fault for not feeling it. His main body had been strengthened by the Three Pure Ones' energy during his transformation. Breaking off a piece from such a large pine tree would quickly grow back; it was nothing.

"Sister Nuwa, please accept it. This branch is nothing to my disciple. Moreover, my third brother was rash earlier. Consider this a form of apology from your disciple's nephew to you," Laozi finally spoke, easing the awkwardness for Chen Song.

"Hmm... Alright then, thank you, nephew. However, since this little pine tree calls me Aunt, I can't be stingy either. I'll give you this lump of Nine Heavens Breathing Soil. It's a great tonic for your foundation as a top-grade Innate Spiritual Root." Nuwa didn't stand on ceremony and casually gave Chen Song a lump of Nine Heavens Breathing Soil, which was abundant in her dojo.

Now I'm rich! One pine branch for this Nine Heavens Breathing Soil. What a profit!

"It's all the fault of those two shameless fellows from the West. I haven't even given my eldest grand-nephew a meeting gift. Here, take this Three Lights Divine Water. Come find your second uncle when you've used it up," Yuanshi also tossed a gourd to Chen Song.

"Right, right, come here, eldest grand-nephew, take this Purple Lightning Hammer for self-defense."

"Since that's the case, I, as your master, cannot be stingy either. From now on, let the Heaven and Earth Mysterious Yellow Exquisite Pagoda protect you," Laozi said calmly.

Who says hugging thighs is shameful!

How big! How thick! How long is this thigh!

But, my cheap master is truly generous! To let the Houtian Congenital Treasure, the Mysterious Yellow Pagoda, protect me. This is a real investment!

Chen Song knew about Yuanshi's Three Lights Divine Water; his second uncle had as much as he wanted. As for the Purple Lightning Hammer? It was like flowing water from the Great Wilderness, and the Purple Lightning Hammer was forged from it! Besides, who was his third uncle?

Supreme Pure Spirit Treasure Heavenly Venerate! He lacked nothing but spiritual treasures. Although the Dao Ancestor hadn't distributed treasures yet, his master and uncles had quite the rich hoard!

Chen Song didn't stand on ceremony either and accepted everything.

"Heh heh, thank you, Master and Uncles, for your generous gifts."

"Haha, you brat, when did you realize your skin was also quite thick?" Yuanshi said with a chuckle, and Tongtian also laughed heartily.

Laozi put his hand to his forehead. What should I do if I regret taking this disciple? Geneva, refund!

For a moment, the temperature in the Purple Firmament Palace rose considerably, as much of the "chill" was absorbed.

Those who could come to Purple霄 Palace to listen to the sermon were no ordinary individuals. The actions of the Three Pure Ones were undoubtedly a warning to other great powers.

This kid is under our protection, the Three Pure Ones. If you want to touch him, weigh it yourself!

Di Jun and Tai Yi, not far away, took in this scene, their expressions growing even more grim. They had fought tooth and nail for their seats and had to guard against the Ancestral Witches' sneak attacks. These Three Pure Ones, on the other hand, were not only sitting comfortably but even had the leisure to bestow treasures upon their juniors!

That Heaven and Earth Mysterious Yellow Exquisite Pagoda, who wouldn't drool over it? Tai Yi looked at the Chaos Bell in his arms and felt it wasn't as appealing anymore.

On the side of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, Dijiang sneered, "Hmph, all for show!" But deep in his eyes, there was a hint of solemnity. Although they didn't cultivate Primordial Spirits, they knew the immense power of those treasures. The Three Pure Ones had invested so heavily in that brat, suggesting he would be extraordinary in the future.

Should the Witch tribe also try to build a good relationship with this brat?

Looking at the Three Lights Divine Water gourd, Nine Heavens Breathing Soil, and Purple Lightning Hammer in Chen Song's arms... Jieyin and Zhunti, not far from the Three Pure Ones, were practically crying with envy.

"Junior Brother, our West is suffering, so much suffering! Those spiritual treasures rightfully belong to our West!"

"Yes, yes. Look at Chen Song's shamelessness. He is destined to be connected with our West and become our Western disciple!"

The figure of Dao Ancestor Hongjun appeared silently on the cloud bed. He swept his gaze over the beings below and said faintly, "This sermon is on the path of Quasi-Saint, and it will last for three thousand years."

As his voice fell, the three thousand guests in the Purple Firmament Palace gradually quieted down. The palace gates slowly closed, and the sounds of the Great Dao began to rise.